Chen Yang reviewed the experience of the original owner, how it was shallow, how monotonous, and how painful it was.
In the end, it boils down to one word: miserable!
The 10-year-old team recruiting handyman disciples for the Yin Mo Sect of Black Devil Mountain were packed into a crowded carriage and taken away.
The days that follow are not the same as going up the mountain, working as a handyman, outer door, inner door, or the true path of cultivating immortality.
Rather,
First, he worked as an apprentice in a pharmacy affiliated to a martial arts force affiliated with the Yin Mo Sect.
I have learned writing, rules, herbal medicine, and common sense for three years.
Every day, the roosters get up before they crow, and the dogs have already slept. They have to learn writing, work, take exams, and get beaten.
A dozen boys from the same village, and a hundred and eighty boys who passed by the same road, three years later,
Only three people survived.
Three years later, 13-year-old Chen Yang was finally deemed qualified by his subordinates and sent to the Black Devil Mountain to become a glorious servant disciple of the Yin Devil Sect.
Young Chen Yang originally had a dream.
I thought that by becoming a handyman disciple I could practice well and then become an immortal cultivator.
Even if you are a demon sect, it would be great to become a demon.
did not expect.
The handyman is actually such a handyman.
In addition to working, the most important use of the handyman disciples is actually for testing by the official disciples of the Yin Mo Sect.
Test spells, test elixirs, test pets...
Experiment with everything.
Only he doesn't look like a person.
When young Chen Yang was in the mountains, he didn't even have a moment to practice. He was either working or being tested.
Finally, during an experiment where an outer sect elder was temporarily transferred, the young man Chen Yang was summoned and stiffened, and a breath of air was sprayed on his face.
died!
This situation was completely normal, so the young man Chen Yang was thrown directly into the mass grave.
"What kind of crappy place is this?"
After Chen Yang received the memory, he was speechless for a while.
"I originally thought that I would be a ready-made immortal cultivating sect as soon as I arrived, but I was lucky."
"Now...go to hell."
"I went back because I was stupid."
Chen Yang felt unlucky and supported himself with both arms, struggling to stand up.
Just halfway through, he looked down and saw a skull with a cracked mouth, empty eyes facing his, and two tiny centipedes crawling out of it.
"Uh~"
Chen Yang almost lost his strength and lay back down again.
It wasn't fear, it was just the uneven breath caused by the shock.
This body is so bad that no one else is.
"No wonder I felt so sick just now."
Chen Yang ignored the skull, propped himself up, leaned against a crooked tree, slowly slid down with his back against the trunk, and sat down on the ground.
"call"
His forehead, chest, and back were all covered in sweat from just this little amount of exercise, and his clothes were soaked through.
Chen Yang wiped his sweat, searched his memory, and prepared to find a way down the mountain to climb out of this mass grave.
After going down the mountain, he would find a place to live again, any town would be fine. Even if he could live his life in Longmen County over again, he thought it would be great.
"Um?"
Unexpectedly, the route was not found, and a memory that had been thrown into a corner emerged.
Chen Yang had briefly searched the original owner's memories before, focusing on experiences and not paying too much attention to things like knowledge and skills.
Now I was searching for information related to coming out of the Black Devil Mountain, and naturally I glanced at the information related to the sect, among which there were exercises for entry-level servants.