"Master, it's okay, the disciple will retire. The disciple wished the master a great success. Qin Chuan said respectfully.

"Alright, you go!" Han Lingsu said with a wave of his hand. But not long after Qin Chuan walked out of Xiaohan Peak, another flame flew towards him, Qin Chuan made a move with one hand, and the fire turned into a transmission note and appeared in his hand. Glancing at the contents of the transmission note, Qin Chuan just smiled bitterly and crushed the talisman.

In fact, Qin Chuan was not dissatisfied with Han Lingsu's arrangement, and was even very happy. In the past few years in the Immortal Dao Sect, Qin Chuan also has some understanding of the things in the sect. The sect is not very harmonious, there are too many forces in the sect, and all kinds of intrigues often happen. Such a place is really not suitable for cultivation. Qin Chuan's idea is very simple, as long as there is a place to use for him to cultivate quietly, as for whether it is a casual cultivation or a sect cultivator, Qin Chuan will not mind at all.

Qin Chuan's speed was extremely fast, but after a while, Qin Chuan came to a very simple hall www.quledu.com a novel, and there were two monks in Tsing Yi at the door of the main hall, guarding the door.

"Internal Affairs Palace" Qin Chuan looked at the main hall in front of him, put away the magic weapon, and walked to the door of the main hall.

Seeing Qin Chuan coming, the monk guarding the door walked up quickly and asked kindly, "This uncle, do you have anything to do with coming to the Foreign Affairs Palace?"

"Oh, I've just entered the condensation phase, come here to register. Qin Chuan said.

"That's the case! Our hall master has something to go out, Uncle Shi, will you wait here for a while, or come back another day. The monk asked.

"Senior Brother Zhao is out, how long will it take for him to come back. Qin Chuan's brows furrowed and asked.

"This disciple doesn't know, the hall master didn't say. The monk in Tsing Yi said helplessly.

"Since that's the case, I'll wait for a while!" Qin Chuan thought for a moment and said.

"Okay, Uncle Shi will go to the living room to rest for a while. After finishing speaking, the monk in Tsing Yi took Qin Chuan into the living room and poured Qin Chuan a cup of spiritual tea.

Qin Chuan looked at the quaint and silent hall, and was in a very good mood. But when he saw the two monks guarding the door, he shook his head. It's really sad that an immortal cultivator entered the sect and just did some things to guard the door and pick up guests. If it weren't for the gold beads, he probably would be about the same as these monks at this time. The qualifications are not good, and they don't hurry up to cultivate, but instead spend a lot of time on these chores, even if they can earn some spirit stones, their cultivation is behind. This is very unwise, even stupid. Qin Chuan thought so in his heart.

Just when Qin Chuan was thinking wildly, a brisk footstep reached Qin Chuan's ears. A hearty laugh followed.

"Who am I at that time, it turned out to be Senior Brother Qin, what a rare guest! Senior Brother, please take a seat. At this time, a middle-aged Confucian student said to Qin Chuan very kindly.

"Senior Brother Zhao. Qin Chuan also took up from the seat at this time, arched his hand at the middle-aged man and said.

"Senior brother, don't be polite, since you are here, you have to taste the spiritual tea of senior brother, come on, take out the spiritual tea that I have treasured for many years. As he spoke, the middle-aged man instructed the monk behind him. He himself pulled Qin Chuan and began to chat.

"I already know the intention of my junior brother, and I'm really sorry to keep my junior brother waiting for a long time. Now is the time to fight with the Demon Gate, there are too many things in the Gate, and I can't keep myself busy. The middle-aged man said apologetically.

"It's okay, I'm fine anyway, and it's okay to wait. Qin Chuan said lightly.

A moment later, two monks brought two cups of fragrant spiritual tea. The middle-aged monk, on the other hand, walked into the back hall of the main hall and took out a quaint scroll and placed it on the table.

"Senior brother, this is a magic weapon star map of the sect, only monks who have reached the condensation stage can leave a mark on it, and the junior brother only needs to engrave his name on it with blood. With that, this person handed the scroll to Qin Chuan.

The blue glittering scroll gave people a very dreamy feeling, but Qin Chuan did not hesitate, forced out a drop of blood from his finger, wrote his name, and printed it on the scroll.

Seeing Qin Chuan's name engraved on it, the middle-aged Confucian was very satisfied, and then took a storage bag and handed it to Qin Chuan, saying, "Senior brother, these are some spirit stones and magic weapons, as well as a token to enter the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, which is a reward for every monk who enters the condensation stage." With the token, you can go to the Scripture Pavilion to choose a one-step exercise. ”

"Okay, I see, thank you, brother. Qin Chuan said politely.

"Senior brother, don't be so polite, I have some things to ask junior brother below. Do you plan to open a cave in the sect?" The middle-aged Confucian asked.

Hearing his words, Qin Chuan's brows furrowed and asked, "If I open up the Cave Mansion, do I need any conditions?"

"Oh, you don't need any conditions. Originally, every monk who entered the condensation period was qualified to open a cave in the sect, but there were too many monks in the sect, and there were fewer and fewer mountains with aura in the sect. Therefore, many monks do not choose to open up the cave house, of course, in this case, the sect will also give a certain amount of compensation. I don't know which one the junior brother chooses?" the Confucian student of the middle gate stared at Qin Chuan and asked.

"There is no need to choose the cave house, I will live in the original courtyard. Qin Chuan said very simply, he didn't plan to stay in the sect for long, and it was a waste of time to build a cave mansion.

Listening to Qin Chuan's simple answer, the other party showed a surprised look, but after a while, it returned to the original state. In fact, every monk who enters the condensation period will choose to build a cave. Moreover, Qin Chuan's identity is special, if he insists on building a cave mansion, it is impossible for him to give him some places with poor environment, and it will definitely be a troublesome thing at that time.

"Okay, since the junior brother has chosen. There are 3,000 low-level spirit stones here, which can be regarded as the compensation given by the sect to the junior disciple. The middle-aged Confucian was very happy, took out a storage bag containing spirit stones and handed it to Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan was not polite, he took the storage bag as soon as he could, and then said to the middle-aged Confucian student: "Senior Brother Zhao in the next period of time, I need to do some things for my master, and I may not be in the sect." ”

"Oh, there's such a thing, I don't know what it is. The middle-aged Confucian asked with a frown.

"Because it's a master's private matter, it's inconvenient to tell the senior brother. Senior brother, forgive me" After finishing speaking, Qin Chuan handed the token given to him by Han Lingsu to Confucian Sheng.

When Confucius saw the token, his face changed, and then he said with some embarrassment: "Since this is the case, it would be a pity, the strength of the junior brother is strong, and it is the time to fight with the Demon Gate at this time, if the junior brother can go to the battlefield, he will definitely be able to win glory for the sect." When Confucius spoke, his face showed regret.

Qin Chuan listened to this person's words, although his face remained unchanged, he sneered in his heart. "To win glory for the sect, I think it is to sacrifice my life for the sect. ”

"Okay, now that everything is done, I'll take my leave, senior brother, please stay. After finishing speaking, Qin Chuan didn't talk nonsense with the other party, and left the Inner Affairs Palace. Watching Qin Chuan disappear into the main hall, the smile on Confucius's face gradually disappeared, and he was replaced with a lunar calendar.

"Hall Master, this person didn't enter the battlefield as we thought, how can the Yin Demon Peak explain. At this time, a monk dressed in black suddenly walked out from the back of the main hall and said to Confucius.

"Forget it, that's it. You tell them about the situation, since Uncle Han has an explanation, I can't force Qin Chuan to do anything, and the deal with them will be stopped. Confucius said with a sigh.

"But. The black-robed man wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Confucius.

"Alright, do as I say. I know that you have some friendship with Li Mubai of the Yin Evil Peak, but you have to remember that you are a person from the Inner Affairs Palace, not a descendant of the Yin Evil Peak. If you don't even understand that, get out of here early. Confucian Sheng's words, in the end, carried a piercing chill.

When the black-robed monk heard this, his heart trembled. Not daring to say anything anymore, he turned around and left the main hall.

"The mountain rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings! The immortal cultivation world is so chaotic, and the battle inside the door is still continuous. The group of guys from Yin Demon Peak didn't know what they were thinking, did they really think that Han Lingsu was so easy to mess with? If it weren't for that person, you'd probably have died many times. This time, he actually paid attention to me, used me as a gunman, and asked me to get Qin Chuan to the battlefield. If Qin Chuan really dies on the battlefield, I'm afraid that I will be the first to be unlucky at that time! Confucius said at the end, with a look of anger on his face.

Qin Chuan left the Inner Affairs Hall and did not return to his small courtyard. Instead, he walked towards the Scripture Pavilion of the sect. At this time, he had to look up some information from the Scripture Pavilion, and then figure out what those golden words and nine strange handprints in his mind were.

Qin Chuan had a feeling that since those things flowed out of the golden beads, they must not be mortal, and even carried amazing secrets. But those golden words gave Qin Chuan a headache, and sometimes he didn't think that they were some words, but like some strange symbols.

If it is said that it is some ancient texts, Qin Chuan still knows some. But those words were not any of the words he knew at all. This made Qin Chuan very puzzled.

Soon after, Qin Chuan came to a mountain peak in the northeast of the Immortal Dao Sect. This is a mountain cliff, on the top of which a huge attic of more than a dozen feet high was built, and around the attic, there were five-colored spirits and rune lights flashing, giving people a very mysterious feeling.

Looking at everything in front of him, Qin Chuan didn't dare to be careless at all. Because Qin Chuan knew that this place was full of prohibitions, and if he was not careful, he would be forbidden to be trapped inside, and if he was trapped by the prohibition here, even the monks of the Yudan period would die. (To be continued)