In front of the Guangming Hall is a huge square paved with white marble, there is a giant sword carved by black stone in the center of the square, the sword is more than 30 zhang high, the tip of the sword is straight into the ground, standing proudly, only looking at it from a distance makes people feel a chill.

Mo Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, without too much hesitation, and he went straight over as soon as his body moved.

The square is crowded with people and looks very lively.

The Hall of Light is a place in the Hundred Refining Sect that specially reports disciple files, if a disciple opens the spiritual vein to become an immortal cultivator, he needs to file here, and if he has completed some tasks assigned by the sect and meets the requirements for promoting the disciple level, he also needs to report here.

At the same time as reporting, the treatment enjoyed will also change, and you can obtain cultivation materials with the same status

Of course, in addition to file reporting, this place is also the place where the sect issues tasks, after all, the existence of a sect will always have such and such problems, and someone needs to solve them.

Moreover, the cultivation materials of the sect were not obtained out of thin air, and many of them were obtained by the disciples of the sect through these assigned tasks.

For these, Mo Ming knew very well in his heart that there was a record in the book that recorded the basic information of the Hundred Refining Sect, and every new disciple would understand this aspect.

As soon as he came to the square, Mo Ming looked at the huge stone sword, felt a little Ling Ran in his heart, thought about it, and then walked straight to the main entrance of the main hall.

There were a lot of disciples coming in and out of the gate of the main hall, some of them came in a hurry like Mo Ming, and some of them walked out of it with confidence leading the jade plaque.

Most of these people are working on some kind of task, some have completed the preparation for the handover, and some have just received the task and are about to do it.

Comparatively, there are not many new disciples in this place, after all, there are not many disciples who can open the spiritual vein to become immortal cultivators, and it is not so easy for disciples to advance.

Mo Ming's arrival attracted the attention of some people, because his age looked like a new disciple.

However, no one accosted Mo Ming, and many people were looking for a task that suited them in the hall.

Not long after, Mo Ming walked into the main hall, and the most eye-catching thing was the glowing jade plaques on the left wall of the hall.

Each jade plaque has dense small characters on it, on which the content of the task is recorded.

The content of these tasks is of different difficulty, respectively, the five difficulty levels of heaven, earth, Xuan, Huang and the personal transmission, corresponding to the disciple's identity level, and the last personal token is the exclusive thing of the Daozi, in which the task is specially set for the Daozi, and the general disciple has no right to receive it.

In addition, the other four levels of tasks are not restricted, for example, in addition to accepting tasks of the same level, yellow-level disciples can also accept Xuan-level, earth-level, and even heaven-level tasks, as long as you are confident that you can complete them, you can accept them, and once a task is accepted, others can no longer accept it.

Of course, this kind of cross-level receiving task is also a little different from the ordinary receiving task, if it is better to complete, you can get 30% more than usual, but if you can't complete it, you need to be punished.

Mo Ming looked at those mission tokens, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

The income from these tasks is very considerable, and many of them are helpful for losing cultivation, especially several of them are specially designed for body refiners, and the rewards obtained are not only the elixirs that can enhance the strength of the physical body, but also the Enlightenment Pill and the Apocalypse Pill that open the spiritual vein.

After thinking about it, Mo Ming still shook his head, he would eventually leave, unlike other disciples of the Hundred Refining Sect, he had no sense of belonging to this sect, and his purpose was not here from the beginning.

The most important thing at the moment is to report the matter of opening the spiritual veins first, receive the things that belong to the immortal cultivators, and at the same time learn some information about the elixir, so that you can know what is in those bottles and jars on your body.

After these things are done, then the next step is to look for an opportunity to leave the Hundred Refining Sect to find Uncle Sihai.

Mo Ming pondered for a while, turned around and walked to the other side, on the right side of the main hall, there was a high platform, there was an incense case on the high platform, there was a long table in front of the incense case, and there were also several people who were reading the information.

This is where the file is filed.

As soon as Mo Ming walked to this side, he attracted the attention of the two people sitting behind the long table, after all, whether it was to open the spiritual vein or promote the status of a disciple, there were too few people who came to report after all, and most of them went to the other side to receive the task.

"What's the matter?"

As soon as Mo Ming walked to the incense case, one of the girls in a purple curly robe opened her mouth with a slight smile on her face.

This girl's face was round and she didn't look big, but there was a faint aura on her body, which made Mo Ming know that she was much stronger than herself with just a little feeling, and she didn't know what kind of cultivation it was.

"The disciple is here to report, he has just opened the spiritual vein, and he has already stepped into the first layer of the Qi Condensation Period!" Mo Ming said respectfully, clasping his fists.

"Oh, you're a refiner?"

Qian Xiaoge's face showed a hint of surprise, because Mo Ming's delicate face looked like he was fifteen or sixteen years old at most, and at such an age, he could cultivate his physical body to the innate realm and open the spiritual vein, which was rare in the entire Hundred Refining Sect.

Most body refiners will not open until they are in their twenties, not only because it is difficult for many people to cultivate their physical bodies to the innate realm, but also because of the difficulty of obtaining the Heavenly Apocalypse Pill and the Enlightenment Spirit Pill.

Mo Ming nodded, without much explanation, raised a hand, and the spiritual power in his body was revealed from his fingers.

"It's really a layer of condensation!"

Qian Xiaoge's beautiful eyes flashed, nodded and said, "What is your name?"

"Disciple Mo Ming, it's ......"

Mo Ming opened his mouth, and he didn't know what to say when he was halfway through his words, it seems that Baicao Garden does not belong to any mountain, how should he define himself?

"What's the matter, you don't even know which peak you belong to, right?" Qian Xiaoge said with a frowning nose when he saw Mo Ming hesitate.

"This, the disciple is the disciple of the Hundred Herb Garden!" Thinking about it, Mo Ming had to bite the bullet.

Thinking about it, since the Hundred Herbs Garden is the land of the Hundred Refining Sect, these people naturally know about it, and it is useless to think so much.

"Baicao Garden?" Qian Xiaoge's face changed slightly, as if he remembered something, and looked at Mo Ming a little strangely.

Mo Ming was a little embarrassed, but he had some doubts in his heart, it seemed that anyone who heard the Baicao Garden he belonged to would show such an expression, could it be that there was anything special about the Baicao Garden?

"You go to the side to test your spiritual power first, and I'll file it for you!"

Although it was strange, Qian Xiaoge didn't hesitate too much, pointed to the incense case on the side and said, and then took out a jade plate about the size of a quick ruler on his waist, his fingertips flashed, and something was written on the jade plate.

When Mo Ming heard the sound, he looked at the incense case, and only then did he realize that there was an octagonal jade plate on it.

As if he saw Mo Ming's doubts, Qian Xiaoge explained: "Drop a drop of blood on this plate, and by the way, just enter your spiritual power into it! It will record the information of your breath and spiritual power attributes."

When Mo Ming heard this, he suddenly thought that this jade plate was the real place to report the file.

After thinking about it, Mo Ming didn't hesitate, bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood into the octagonal jade plate, and at the same time input the spiritual power into it.

Suddenly, I saw that the jade plate appeared with a ray of brilliance, and the whole body sounded softly.

Mo Ming's face showed a hint of discoloration, and when he just wanted to see if this jade plate would show his spiritual power attributes, Qian Xiaoge's surprised voice suddenly came from his side.

"Huh, how can this be?"

Qian Xiaoge's pretty face showed a look of shock and confusion, as if the jade plate's reaction was not the same as usual.

Mo Ming frowned slightly, not knowing what was going on, so he had to look at the other party with doubts.

Qian Xiaoge looked at the jade plate, biting his red lips lightly, a pair of phoenix eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking, until the brilliance on the jade plate dissipated and stopped trembling, he looked at Mo Ming with beautiful eyes.

There was surprise in his eyes, and more of a kind of incomprehension, and Mo Ming, who saw it, stood up all over his body, and he was a little hairy.

Suddenly, just when Mo Ming couldn't help but want to ask something, there was a commotion behind him, and he saw that the crowd in the hall began to stir, and there were bursts of hurried footsteps from outside the hall.

Mo Ming turned his head to look, and suddenly his pupils shrank slightly, only to see dozens of disciples of the Hundred Refining Sect followed by a young man wearing a white silk robe, with a slender figure and a very handsome face.

The young man's complexion was bronze, and his body exuded the aura of a golden body realm refiner, and there was also a faint fluctuation of spiritual power in it, and the whole person looked indifferent, surrounded by everyone like the stars holding the moon, and his temperament was a little arrogant.