Haotian got up early and walked in the direction of the inner courtyard, according to the mark on the map of the Xiaoyao Sect. It takes about half an hour to reach the Xiaoyao Gate, which is one of the ways to enter the inner courtyard, but this Xiaoyao Gate is closer to Haotian's place. The Xiaoyao Gate is guarded by red-clothed disciples, who are stationed here, and generally have 100 to 300 direct contribution points of income every day. This contribution point is not the slightest attraction to the disciples of Tsing Yi. Therefore, there are generally no Tsing Yi disciples stationed.

When I came to the gate, two giant tigers on the left and right were crawling on the left and right. The golden stone gate is 20 meters wide when it is wide and wide and there are two stone pillars with a diameter of three or four meters thick on the left and right sides, and there is a stone wall that is not more than one meter high on both sides, and the stone wall is made of Baijin Rock; the door is 30 meters high, and the stone pillar is naturally 30 meters high, and there are three big typing characters carved on the top of the face - Xiaoyao Gate. It's just that the door word has cracked a big hole.

Haotian stood in front of the Xiaoyao Gate, took out the letter from his bosom, walked to the red-clothed disciple on the left, and said very kindly: "I've seen senior brother!" The red-clothed disciple was naturally a little proud, took the letter, opened it and looked at it a few times. He looked at Haotian a few times and asked, "New here." Haotian responded: "Yes, senior brother." The senior brother was also very kind and said: "Let's go in!" Listening to Haotian call the senior brother is very comfortable, he was the last one to enter last year, so after entering the inner courtyard, he saw the man called the senior brother, and the woman called the senior sister, and he was very depressed.

After Haotian walked into the sect, there was a very prosperous scene inside, and he only knew it after looking at the map. This place is called Ferry Street, and it is the "treasure" that many disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect have found on tasks outside, and they are all sold on this street. There are those who sell demon animal skins, those who sell giant teeth, those who sell low-level weapons, and those who sell low-level exercises. The currency here is mainly with purple gold and contribution points, spiritual stones, this kind of thing, ordinary people will not buy and sell goods, because it is not cost-effective, spiritual stones can be used in the spiritual stone when there is no lack of spiritual power in the dantian, and the spiritual energy in the spiritual stone can quickly replenish spiritual power {popularize: internal power is called by ordinary people, and spiritual power is generally the name used by immortal cultivators}.

"Selling giant wolf teeth, bracelets, good-looking and beautiful, and you can also exercise your wrist strength, as long as you have a hundred contribution points {100 purple gold}. ”

"Lingdeer antlers, you can eat the bone marrow inside, the male can aphrodisiac, the female can whiten after eating, only the last two, one only sells two hundred contribution points. Come and take a look. ”

"The spirit wolf meat stuffed bun is tender and delicious, and it also has the effect of strengthening physical strength. As long as you have a little contribution value, don't miss it when you walk by. ”

"Snow wolf coat to protect against the cold, your best choice. Don't contribute points, just fifty fast purple gold. ”

Haotian looked at the lively street, there were shouts everywhere, and walked towards the bun shop. I bought two buns and spent two pieces of purple gold. There are still eight pieces of purple gold, and the city exchanged it for contribution points yesterday. Yes, I also inquired, here is not far from the contribution building, after walking this whole street, turn right and then turn left to see, you can see the three words of the contribution building.

It didn't take long for Haotian to come to the door of the contribution building, this contribution building is much larger than the contribution building outside, the right is the exercise exchange, and the right is the weapon exchange. In the middle is the trivial processing office, and in the middle is the task collection building. The same is true for the second floor, few people go to the third floor, and the people who generally go in are genius-like people, and the weapons and exercises on it all require a lot of contribution points, and the exercises and weapons at the bottom also need more than 100,000 points. And the task must be completed, otherwise ten times the contribution points will be returned to the contribution building, and there are more people in red clothes inside. Occasionally, you can see a few disciples in green robes, and the disciples in green robes usually go up to the second floor to pick up tasks, which is also what Haotian knows from listening to their discussions.

Haotian walked into the middle of the trivial affairs office, which was separated by a small room. Haotian pushed open the door, walked in and looked at a middle-aged man about forty years old, sitting on the desk, looking at a book. Haotian turned his head to look around in some surprise, because he found that from the outside, a room was not very big, at most a dozen square meters from the outside, and at least a hundred square meters inside the inside. There are not many things inside, and there are also a few calligraphy paintings and swords on the wall, which are hung on the wall. The middle-aged man put down the book, looked at Haotian outside the door, and said lightly: "You should be big enough to knock on the door! Forget it, looking at Lao Tzu's good mood today, I don't care about you, you should have come to the inner courtyard to register!" Looking at Haotian, he looked around like a curious baby, and naturally guessed it.

When Haotian heard this, he heard the middle-aged uncle's speech, so he withdrew his head, and pulled out a stool and sat down in front of the middle-aged man in the aisle very casually. opened his mouth and said: "Yes!" Haotian saw that this middle-aged uncle didn't give himself a good face, and he naturally kept a straight face and pretended to be very arrogant. The man opened the drawer on his chest and took out a form and threw it in front of Haotian, Haotian reached out and took out a brush from the pen curtain on the table, and carefully looked at the format on the registration form:

Name and gender: Wu Haotian, male. Date of accession: January 13, 3687. Age and Rank: Twelve years old, red.

Intentionally enter the pavilion master and sit down, gossip pavilion master: Huang Baishan, alchemy house pavilion master: Yu Xianweng, and Shenjian Pavilion master: Shen Mingzi.

Giant Knife Pavilion Lord: Smile and ask the sky, Ten Thousand Stick Temple Pavilion Lord: No return. Pavilion Master of Qinya Pavilion: Lone Flower Snow. Please tick the box at the end

Haotian thought for a moment and thought that since he had this Blood Blade Soul Devouring Knife, he should go and practice his sword technique! Haotian drew a tick in the box behind Xiao Wentian. The rest of the questions are comparative, easy to fill in, and handed over to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man taught a piece of Xuantie token and a letter to throw to Haotian, and said to Haotian: "The token is your own identity certificate, what about this letter, go to the Giant Sword Pavilion in a while, hand it over to the disciple who guards the door, and he will take you to his bedroom." Haotian put the two items in the Qiankun bag.

Haotian was a little curious: "Can I ask you a question." The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Ask!" Haotian was a little puzzled: "Why is this room so small from the outside, but it is so spacious after coming in." The man didn't laugh either, usually every disciple would ask this question when they entered the inner courtyard. Standing up, he pointed to the calligraphy and painting on the wall, and replied, "There is a small magic circle behind this calligraphy and painting, which is an amplification formation composed of five spirit stones. Generally, the spirit stones have to be changed once every half a month, and one time is five spirit stones, and very few sects will waste spirit stones like this. ”

After listening to the explanation, Haotian suddenly came to his senses, hugged his fists and apologized, and then turned to leave. When Haotian left, the middle-aged man stood up. His hands tore his hair behind his head, and a heavy layer of skin fell to the ground like a banana peel and disappeared. became, the appearance of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, with faint willow eyebrows, water-like eyes, a small nose, an apricot face and peach cheeks, a little red cherry lips, and delicate facial features. The complexion of pearl and jade, the waist is like a plain, the hands are like soft wattles, and the body is stunning. It was Wu Qingyu. In this painting, an old man over half a hundred years old comes out, with a weather-beaten face, two deep-set eyes, deep and bright, looking very divine, and very neat hair. Holding a cane in his hand, he stroked his half-white beard with his left hand, and said with a smile: "How is it, okay?" Qingyu walked to the old man's side and said in a smile: "Of course! You see this kid was stunned by me, let's go, Master, I heard that Baibu Street, a new delicious spirit meatball shop has opened." The old man's eyes lit up, like a wolf who had been hungry for a few days, and he surged into the painting. Qingyu stomped her feet, holding her mouth, tears in her eyes were ringing. Xiaozui said aggrievedly:

"Dead old man, stinky master, old man" At this time, I saw a crutch stretched out in the painting, Qingyu suddenly had no grievances, and there were two small dimples hanging on her beautiful little face, Qingyuer's small hands quickly grabbed the crutches, and her body quickly drilled in