"Life is as lonely as snow, and it has been eighteen years since I came to this world!"

Looking at the moonlight, Chu Yun had a feeling of dreaming.

Originally, Chu Yun was just an ordinary earthling, living an ordinary life, but one day, an accident, came to this world.

In this world, there is no high-tech, no computer, there are only vertical and horizontal flying swords, as well as those cold faces, classical clothing, this is a world of cultivation.

This world is called the North Leaving World.

The world is very big, and only the legendary Mahayana Venerable knows how big it is, and many people only live in a corner of the world in their lives. The northern world is divided into five regions and extraterritorial, and the five regions are Zhongzhou, Eastern Wilderness, Western Regions, Southern Xinjiang, and Northern Barbarian. The Five Regions are mainly inhabited by the human race, while Zhongzhou is the center of the North Leaving World, and is the most prosperous place in the whole world, while the other four regions are more desolate and backward.

And outside the territory, it is the world of the demon race, the demon race!

In this world, with a population of hundreds of billions of trillions, countless monks are striving for immortality, soaring to immortals, and shattering time and space.

Qi training, foundation building, Jindan, Yuanying, Shenhua, Void refining, Tribulation, Mahayana, etc., the eight realms are like eight thresholds, preventing monks from becoming immortals.

Cultivating the truth means that the monk turns the dream of immortality into reality step by step and achieves the true self. It's just that the road to becoming an immortal is too difficult, and there are only a few people who can ascend to become an immortal. There are only one or two every hundred years, and even in their heyday, there are only a dozen people.

In the human world, according to the power of the sect, it is divided into different grades, with the first grade being the lowest and the ninth grade being the highest. Above the nine grades is the holy land. Only those who have been inherited through the ages and whose power is huge to the extreme, can become holy places.

At this time, Chu Yun only belonged to the Heavenly Thunder Sect, a three-grade cultivation sect in the Eastern Wilderness, and the strongest one was only the head of a Yuanying early stage.

Tianlei Gate is only in a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, claiming to be the king and hegemon, and in the entire northern world, it is just an insignificant amount of sand and dust.

In the Tianlei Gate, from low to high, they are divided into miscellaneous disciples, outer disciples, inner disciples, and true disciples.

500,000 miscellaneous disciples, 30,000 outer disciples, 1,000 inner disciples, less than 100 true disciples, and the five holy sons, etc., formed a strict hierarchy.

And Chu Yun was just a small person at the second level of Qi training, a small miscellaneous disciple.

Miscellaneous disciples, to put it bluntly, are a group of slaves, who specialize in serving the upper class, with the worst welfare benefits and the least resources, and belong to the category of eating and waiting for death.

Chu Yun's qualifications are not good, he is a four-line miscellaneous spirit root, high or low, and he is unknown to everyone all his life. After a lifetime of mixed up, it is only to practice the Qi realm and roll, and there is no hope for foundation building; even if he succeeds in building a foundation with shit luck, he is also the lowest and most wasted foundation building monk.

It's a little sad, he's a waste material, he's been a miscellaneous disciple all his life, and if he's lucky enough to enter the outer disciples, he'll be at the end, and it's very far away from him to win the Dao of Cultivation, but if you think about it carefully, it's not a big deal, after all, there are too many people like him who practice Qi at the bottom.

This is a world of the weak, there are too many weak people in the world, and there are only a few strong ones!

The so-called cultivation of the true to become an immortal, the avenue of victory, how many have really done it?

Don't look at the foundation building is not valuable, but it is not easy to become a foundation building monk!

Don't look at Jindan as the bottom, it is also very difficult to enter!

There are too many monks who live at the bottom like Chu Yun, like ants, living a mediocre life.

"Brother Chu Yun, I have something to look for you!" At this time, a girl's voice came from outside the door.

"Sister Purple Spirit!"

Chu Yun's mind moved, and a trace of tenderness rose in his heart, and the memories of the past surged like a tide, 6 Zi Ling was a friend of her childhood sweetheart, and she was also her fiancée, if there was no accident. In a few years, the two will get married.

"Squeak!" Chu Yun opened the door and saw a young girl standing at the door.

The girl looks like she is thirteen years old, petite, and has not yet grown, but she has a few flashy colors.

"Is there something wrong with Sister Ziling?" asked Chu Yun.

"I ......" Zi Ling's mouth opened, wanting to say something, but he didn't say anything.

"Sister Ziling, what's wrong?"

"I ......" Zi Ling still couldn't speak, and it seemed that there was something unspeakable.

At this time, Chu Yun had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Brother Feng, I'm sorry for you!" Zi Ling finally said a word.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Chu Yun.

"Brother Feng, let's break up!" Zi Ling said.

"Break up!" Chu Yun only felt that his head was like thunder, and it was a little difficult to react for a while, and his heart seemed to be blocked, and he was extremely uncomfortable, "Why?"

Zi Ling didn't speak, but said with a cold face: "Cultivation is to cut love, so as not to be confused by the red dust." The master said, I am a weak water body, if I practice the water system exercises, I will make rapid progress in a day, and I will be able to win the golden pill. The master said, let's break up!"

Is it expected to win Jindan?

When Chu Yun heard these words, he only felt that blood was dripping in his heart, and his heart was empty, as if he had lost his soul.

In the world of monks, the hierarchy is even stricter, with one realm and one heaven.

The gap between a Qi cultivator and a Jindan monk is like a beggar and an emperor, can a beggar have an intersection with the emperor?

No!

Zi Ling has the hope of winning the Golden Pill and will become a real person in the future, but he is a Qi cultivation cultivator who is destined to roll in the Qi cultivation realm for the rest of his life. The gap between the two is so big that it is destined to be fruitless!

"I won't pester you, you take your Yangguan Road, I will take my single-plank bridge, and the well water will not interfere with the river water. Chu Yun said, his face was extremely calm, it seemed to be just a trivial matter, but his heart was fluctuating violently.

"Brother Feng, I'm sorry!"

"Let's go!"

"Brother Feng, this is left to you!"

As he spoke, Zi Ling dropped a bottle of elixir and turned to leave.

This is a bottle of Qi Nourishing Pill, with a total of eighteen pills, and after taking it, it can improve the cultivation of the Qi cultivation realm. If this bottle of Qi Nourishing Pill is served, Chu Yun will be able to improve at least two small realms, from the second layer of Qi cultivation to the fourth level of Qi training.

If he had obtained a bottle of Qi Nourishing Pill in the past, Chu Yun would have been ecstatic, but at this moment, he was a little bitter with this bottle of Qi Nourishing Pill.

This is a "break-up fee"!

Whether it is the earth in the previous life or the northern world in this life, it is essentially the same!

"If a woman is not attractive, don't blame a man for being distracted, and if a man has no ability, don't blame a woman for being too realistic!" Suddenly, Chu Yun thought of the buzzword of his previous life, and he didn't feel bitter in his heart, and tears flowed out as if he didn't want to have capital.

I don't know how long I cried, Chu Yun stopped crying, got up and left, and started to work for the day.

This is how the day of the miscellaneous disciple begins!

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Miscellaneous disciples, most of whom are in the position of slaves in the sect, need to clean the hygiene of the sect, collect some elixirs, refine some low-grade pills, talismans, etc., and most of them are engaged in the most basic and simple work. After completing these tasks, you will get the corresponding contribution points, and these contribution points can be exchanged for some exercises, cheats, magic weapons, and so on.

In the world of cultivation, there is a saying that there is nothing in the world that contribution points cannot be exchanged, only contribution points are not enough.

Generally speaking, a miscellaneous disciple has worked in the sect for at least ten years, and within ten years, if he makes rapid progress, he can become an outer disciple, an inner disciple, or an elder of the outer sect;

And Chu Yun's task is to clean the square, and after cleaning, he has to take some elixir and complete the specified amount of elixir before he can be regarded as completing the task.

The tasks of the miscellaneous disciples are checked once a month, and if they are qualified, they will get the corresponding contribution points, and if they are not qualified, they will be punished accordingly.

The area of the square is large, but it is not a difficult task for a miscellaneous disciple on the second floor of Qi cultivation, Chu Yun swept the broom, and gently pressed the falling leaves and dust on the ground, making it difficult to fly.

When he finished sweeping the dust, Chu Yun's face showed sweat slightly.

The pain of falling out of love has gradually eased a little, and in life, it is inevitable that you will fall out of love and get a chance.

After cleaning the square, Chu Yun picked up the bamboo basket and walked towards the back of the mountain, to collect some elixirs and hand them over to the outer hall. Tianlei Gate is located in the Tianlei Mountain Range, within a radius of thousands of miles, within the sphere of influence, among which the spirit grass is dense, most of the miscellaneous disciples have to go to collect medicine, hand in to the outer hall, in exchange for contribution points.

As soon as Chu Yun left the sect and walked towards the mountains, he was targeted!

"Remember, abolish him and make him disappear completely!"

A vicious voice said.

"Yes, little one understands!"

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