A continuous and dilapidated thatched hut, a young man dressed in a blanket, chopping wood in front of the yard.

His body was thin and seemed weak and unconventional. His pale cheeks meant this.

Not long after, a young man came into the yard and came to the water tank. He struggled to pour two buckets of water into the water tank. He rubbed his dirty sleeves with his forehead with sweat beads, and panted and said with a panting smile: "Xianyuan, remember Li Erdan who entered the mountain gate with you and me. I heard that Li Erdan was valued by a deacon and accepted him as an apprentice and became an outer disciple."

He looked envious and said with emotion: "We, the registered disciples, can only do this hard and tiring work all day long. I don't know when I will be able to turn over and become a human being.

The two halves of the tree stump flew out, Li Xianyuan put down the iron axe, his chest slightly fluttered, and looked at the boy: "Practice with peace of mind. If you have high cultivation, someone will take a fancy to you."

It was an hour after he entered the magic weapon. He was woken up from the bed by the teacher in the morning and was assigned to chop wood.

This place seems to be a small sect. Li Xianyuan is a new disciple of this sect. Due to his lack of qualifications, he became a registered disciple. He lived in a thatched hut with more than a dozen other registered disciples.

Now that his spiritual sword is gone, his cultivation is close to nothing, and his great aura is the same. His right hand suppression talisman is not seen. All his strength is deprived. However, the incense is still there. I think what I have collected is just a magic weapon, but the incense is not possible. But now there is no magic spell, and it is useless to have incense.

In other words, he is now a mortal body.

The speaker is named Zhao Tieniu, a villager in the surrounding villages. I tried my luck but I really joined the sect. I slept beside Li Xianyuan, and it seemed that I was honest and could endure hardships.

He smiled bitterly: "How many of us registered disciples have good qualifications? I just want to learn some magic and then go down the mountain to respect my parents."

The water tank was nearly one person high, and the water was two or three miles away from here. I was not half full after working for an hour. Zhao Tieniu rested for a while, carried the empty wooden barrel and returned to the courtyard.

The time limit is twelve hours, and Li Xianyuan has delayed an hour. When Zhao Tieniu walked away, he put down his iron axe and walked to the courtyard gate.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared at the courtyard gate, blocking Li Xianyuan.

"Where are you going?"

This man is in his thirties, with two goatee beards, facing treacherously, and wearing a brown Taoist robe. This man is the deacon who is responsible for the supervision of Li Xianyuan and others.

Li Xianyuan bowed and said, "Disciple wants to understand internally."

The deacon's eyes were circling around and he looked at Li Xianyuan suspiciously: "The toilet is right behind the room, what are you going down the mountain?"

Li Xianyuan said again: "I am a disciple who is new to him and is not familiar with the terrain. I hope you will forgive me."

It is said that people talk about people and ghosts. It is just a person who transforms magical tools. What's wrong with being polite?

The deacon touched his beard with satisfaction: "You still know some politeness, and you don't know any rules like other local buns."

"Seeing that you are so sensible, you will be buried as a registered disciple who is a coolie. If you..." The deacon rubbed his fingers and laughed silently.

Li Xianyuan was silent for a moment and shook his head and said, "I am poor in my next family and I have no valuable things."

Knowing that Li Xianyuan had no money, the deacon's attitude changed.

"It's stubborn. Arrange to double the fine for chopping your wood! It must be done before noon, otherwise your meal will be spared. Also, I'm here to tell you this time. The five generations of disciples of Biyou Palace will come to visit our sect in the near future. Don't go around, so as not to let the guests see you. I laughed at the fact that there are no one in Qingling Sect, and any cat and dog can come in. Do you remember?"

"Remember."

"Hmph." The deacon snorted coldly, not wanting to talk to him too much. After explaining the matter, he left with his sleeves.

He watched the deacon leave and retracted his gaze. Li Xianyuan turned to the foot of the mountain.

I was thrown here by a magic weapon, and I didn’t know what to do. But I didn’t just chop firewood with an iron axe for a day.

When the deacon walked away, Li Xianyuan pushed open the fence gate of the yard and walked down the mountain.

I met countless registered disciples living in thatched huts on the road, and each of them had their disciples sweating heavily in the yard and chopping wood.

Before I walked far, I saw two sword-holding disciples guarding the road ahead.

Li Xianyuan stopped slightly and continued walking without stopping. The two of them also found Li Xianyuan and looked at each other.

The two are getting closer and closer until they pass by—

A long sword straddles the neck.

"Who!" The disciple holding the sword shouted fiercely.

Li Xianyuan stopped, regardless of the sharp sword in his neck, and looked at the two disciples: "I am a new disciple, I am a little bored when I stay in the room, and I want to go out for a walk."

"I'm bored? I want to walk around?" The two looked at each other, and then seemed to hear something funny, laughing.

The sword back slapped Li Xianyuan's neck, and the disciple said, "You idiot, what is it to be a sect? Is it your own family? But a disciple is so bold. Get out of here. Don't say we will kill you as a traitor!"

Perhaps he thought Li Xianyuan had a problem with his brain or gave them some fun, so the disciple took back the sword and did not pursue Li Xianyuan.

"I'm upset." Li Xianyuan Gujing Wubo nodded calmly and turned around and left.

Not far away, he looked back. The two disciples were still standing on the side of the road, pointing at this side, talking and laughing at the previous events.

Walking back along the way, Li Xianyuan meditated on the information he had found.

The registered disciple has a low status and needs to be self-sufficient. He or she should not even walk around at will, for fear of being killed. The deacon will squeeze oil and water and accept bribes.

In this way, although this sect is not a demon, it is not a famous sect. It is in line with Liu Xingchen's concept, the strong prey on the weak and the intrigue.

Back at the courtyard, Li Xianyuan picked up the axe and picked up the wooden pier to split it.

After that, Li Xianyuan tried to leave several times, and no matter where he went, there would be disciples guarding him, without leaving any leaks.

I had no choice but to chop firewood for a day, eat porridge and pickles, and climb up to the bunk bed to sleep.

The other disciples in the hut were so tired that they fell asleep and snoring one after another.

In the middle of the night, Li Xianyuan suddenly opened his eyes.

As he came out in the dark, the moonlight shone. Li Xianyuan thought for a while, then returned to the room, crawled on the bed, and heard snoring one after another.

There are some explanations when walking around during the day. If you are discovered at night, you can tell.

...

The next morning.

The deacon pinched his nose and pushed the door in, woke up the registered disciples who were still sleeping, and assigned his responsibilities, Li Xianyuan was still chopping wood.

After assigning the task, the deacon snorted coldly, and without looking at Li Xianyuan, he turned around and left.

Twelve hours are one day, and now the time has passed, but I have not been driven away from the magic weapon, but this place is different from the outside world...?

Li Xianyuan went out and went to the yard to chop wood.

After a while, Zhao Tieniu, who was carrying water, came in outside the courtyard and came to the water tank. He struggled to pour two buckets of water into the water tank. He rubbed his dirty sleeves with his forehead with sweat beads, and panted and said with a panting smile: "Xianyuan, remember Li Erdan who entered the mountain gate with you and me. I heard that Li Erdan was valued by a deacon and accepted him as an apprentice and became an outer disciple."

"…?" Li Xianyuan was surprised. He said it yesterday, why did he say it again.

Zhao Tieniu continued and said with emotion: "We and our registered disciples can only do this hard and tiring work all day long. I don't know when we will be able to turn over and become a human being."

Li Xianyuan was pondering, and his black eyes suddenly showed some inexplicable feelings.
Chapter completed!