Zhao Guo, Hengyue faction, miscellaneous office.

"You said there was a guy named Wang Lin who became a registered disciple by committing suicide?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Liu, I have never seen such a shameless person, oh, by the way, he will come back to report to you later, and you will be able to see him then. ”

"Well, I see, if it's okay, you can go back. ”

Liu Mang waved his hand.

Just a day ago, Liu Mang came to the world of Xianyi, and became the 'weasel' Senior Brother Liu who didn't live more than two episodes in the chores, which made him sad and happy, sad that the object he crossed was too low, and happy that this was actually the world of Xianyi, and he also became a fellow pig's foot.

"Is the pig's foot finally here?"

Liu Mang showed a hint of excitement on his face.

It didn't take long for Liu Mang to see a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old walk in from outside.

"You are the new Senior Brother Wang, not bad, you are really a talent, you can call me Senior Brother Liu. ”

Liu Mang said to Wang Lin with a smile, and at the same time looked at him secretly, Wang Lin's appearance looked a little mediocre, and there was a hint of bookishness on his body, but his eyes were very bright, which made people unforgettable.

"Senior Brother Liu, hello, I am Wang Lin, I have just joined the Hengyue faction, please take care of me in the future. Wang Lin had just joined Xianmen, and now he was in a state of excitement, and after seeing Liu Mang, he was a little restrained.

"Well, it's good to say, the work of the chores is arranged by me, from tomorrow onwards, as soon as the sun comes out, you will come to me to report, your job is to pick a jar of water every day, this is your clothes, remember, registered disciples can only wear gray clothes, only when they become real disciples, they will be divided into other colors of clothes. ”

Liu Mang explained his work, took out a set of clothes and a waist tag from the house and handed them to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin held his clothes and waist tag and asked, "Senior Brother Liu, where do I live?"

Liu Mang took Wang Lin to the door, then pointed to the north and said: "Walk in this direction, you will see a row of flat houses, you show the waist card to the disciple there, he will arrange a place for you to live, okay, I still have something to do, so I won't send you." ”

"Senior Brother Liu is too polite, I'll just go by myself, Senior Brother Liu will see you tomorrow." ”

Liu Mang watched Wang Lin walk towards the north with a happy face, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

Back in his house, Liu Mang looked at the time, the sun was about to set, he grabbed a few handfuls of rice from the rice bowl in the corner and put it in the pot, and began to cook.

In addition to the white rice, there was a lot of game in his kitchen, most of which were sent to him by the registered disciples in the miscellaneous office.

After cooking two bowls of rice, making a pheasant stew in mushroom soup, stir-frying a plate of green vegetables, and a dinner is ready.

After dinner, Liu Mang cleaned up his things, began to sit cross-legged on a futon, and began to practice every day, he is a yellow-clothed disciple one level higher than the gray-clothed disciple, and has obtained the qualification to cultivate the immortal method, and the cultivation method of the Hengyue faction is the three articles of condensation.

The master of this introductory exercise Liu Mang's body has been cultivating for half a year, but there is still a lot of gap from the first level of condensation, this is the result of insufficient qualifications, and if you are an inner disciple with better qualifications, it only takes three months to reach the first level of condensation.

With Liu Mang's breathing, he could clearly feel a trace of spiritual energy flowing throughout his body, and between breaths, two white dragons erupted from between his mouth and nose, condensing but not dispersing, extending to a distance of several meters, and then returning to his mouth and nose along the same path.

The night passed like this, the morning sun was rising, Liu Mang woke up from his cultivation, his heart moved, and a blue translucent panel appeared in front of his eyes, this panel was a bit similar to the game's attribute panel, with his name and the skills he mastered on it.

This panel is the gold finger brought by Liu Mang's crossing, he was originally a programmer in a game studio, and he crossed over somehow when designing a game plug-in, and he still carried the plug-in that had just been designed.

The panel is not complicated, it can be said to be clear at a glance.

Character: Liu Mang.

Skill: Condensation 3 (Disabled) - Not Beginner (Proficiency: 101/100) +

Cultivation Realm: Mortal.

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Now, in addition to the previous information on the panel, there is an extra "+" sign behind the skill option that has not been introduced, when he sees this "+" sign, Liu Mang is ecstatic in his heart, this plug-in he designed has functions such as improving skill level, fusion skills, etc., of course he understands what this "+" means.

"It stands to reason that with my current qualifications, it will take at least a month to practice the three articles of condensation to the first level, but after having this plug-in, I only need to improve my skill proficiency, and the life of the hanger is awesome. ”

When Liu Mang had not yet worn the soul, the previous owner of this body had been cultivating for half a year, so the aura of cultivation in this half year was transformed into eighty-five points of proficiency by the plug-in, and in the three days that Liu Mang had traveled over, in addition to sleeping, eating, and working, he brushed his proficiency almost whenever he had time, and every time he ran the method, he increased his proficiency by two points, and now he finally brushed up his proficiency.

"Now it's time to ascend to the first level of condensation. Huang Liang took a deep breath, and then focused his thoughts on the plus sign, a little.

The whole panel flashed, and the content on it was already refreshed.

Character: Liu Mang.

Skill: Condensation III (Broken) - Tier 1 (Mastery: 1/200)

Cultivation realm: a layer of condensation.

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At the same time, the aura within ten meters around seemed to be attracted by something, and they poured into Liu Mang's room, and a powerful aura poured straight into Liu Mang's head, like an initiation, a very wonderful and comfortable pleasure swept through every corner of his body like a tide, and drops of black dirt slowly oozed from the pores of his skin, exuding a strong stench.

This is the phenomenon of menstrual washing and marrow removal that will only occur when officially entering the condensation period.

After a long time, Liu Mang slowly opened his eyes, and the pleasure in his body had subsided, but he felt that he was in an unprecedentedly good state, as if he had taken off a layer of shackles, and his whole body was transparent.

Closing his eyes, he could sense the aura flowing slowly around him.

Liu Mang pushed open the door, walked directly to a water tank in the backyard, took off his clothes, and rinsed his body.

As soon as he came out after changing his clothes, there were already a lot of people outside, they were all registered disciples who came to hand over the task or receive the task as usual, among which Liu Mang also saw Wang Lin, but at this time his face seemed to be a little ugly, it seems that he was sneered at by many people when he went there yesterday.

Liu Mang opened the door of the miscellaneous servant office and began to arrange work for those registered disciples outside, and was busy almost all morning before finishing the work.

After lunch, Liu Mang went to the main courtyard of the Hengyue Sect, and after reaching the first level of condensation, he was already able to apply to the sect to become an inner disciple.

It didn't take long for him to return to the chores from the main courtyard, at this time he had a small cloth bag in his hand, this small cloth bag was the storage bag distributed after becoming an inner disciple, open the storage bag, there was a set of red clothes and a booklet inside, because Liu Mang already had the cultivation method of the three articles of condensation, so this booklet recorded the method of the fourth to sixth layers of condensation, originally according to the rules, his cultivation has not yet reached the third layer of condensation, it is impossible to be taught the method after the third layer, but because his qualifications are too low, no elder is willing to accept him as an apprentice, so he made an exception to teach him the method from the fourth to the sixth layer in advance。

After reaching the first level of condensation, Liu Mang was able to practice spells, thinking of the three spells above the three articles of condensation, he was excited, as a Chinese who had crossed over, he had a soft spot for spells.

He first practiced the fireball technique according to the above record, after all, the power of the fireball technique was the largest among the three spells, probably because of the limitation of qualifications, a simple fireball technique, he rubbed it for most of the day before he made a little flame.

"Damn, if I don't have a plug-in in my hand, with my qualifications like a waste material, I'm afraid there is no hope for cultivating immortals. Liu Mang looked at the flames in his palm and showed a wry smile.

After practicing the flames, Liu Mang opened the external panel, and a new skill of fireball technique appeared in the skill options above.

"Great, if the skill appears on it, it means that my brother can hang up again. Thinking of this, he meditated to slowly recover the aura in his body, and then began to practice the fireball technique continuously.

"Use Fireball, gain +1 proficiency. ”

"Use Fireball, gain +1 proficiency. ”

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The proficiency of the fireball technique slowly grew, until the sun set, the flame in Liu Mang's hand had turned into a small orange-red fireball the size of a ping-pong ball, and the fireball was thrown.

"Poof!"

A small fireball streaked across a parabola and landed on the ground, smashing a fist-sized black mark.