Bai Fengming pursed his lips and said: "As soon as I entered the tower, I was in a sea clam. The sea clam was as big as a house! I couldn't get out and I was hungry, so I had to eat the clam meat, and then I touched a token.
…”
Everyone's jaws almost dropped to the ground when they heard this, and they thought this is okay!
"Okay, it's getting late, let's stop gossiping." Zhuo Haiping clapped his hands to interrupt him and held out a bamboo branch: "Come up, everyone. Now let's go get the jade slip of identity first."
The bamboo branches carried everyone and flew up. They did not fly far, but sank to the mountainside of the Immortal Peak. Soon they arrived at the site of a large number of buildings. At this time, the place was very lively, with many people coming in and out.
The young man dropped the bamboo branch and pointed to each building while walking and introduced: "In the middle is Chaohui Hall, which is the place where sect tasks are issued. Every disciple must complete a sect task every year. If you complete it, you will be rewarded with sect contribution points. If you do not complete it, you will be deducted.
.Sect disciples can also use contribution points to post personal tasks."
"Ah!" A little girl exclaimed: "What if all the contribution points are deducted?"
Zhuo Haiping glanced at her and said with a smile: "There are easy and difficult tasks in the sect. Simple tasks such as weeding the spiritual field are impossible to complete. The harder it is, the more contribution points you get, which can be used in the transfer building.
In exchange for martial arts or magical tools. The building on the left side of Chaohui Hall is the Gong Chuan Building."
Zhuo Haiping pointed to the corridor: "The transfer building contains the sect's mental methods, exercise books, magic weapons, and various miscellaneous learning jade slips, which can be exchanged for contribution points. But you are new disciples,
Everyone has a free opportunity to choose one mental method and one exercise method."
Upon hearing this, everyone started discussing excitedly. Liu Qinghuan was also thinking about how to choose his exercises.
Zhuo Haiping smiled: "You should think about this slowly, it will be valid for three years. On the right side of Chaohui Hall is the lecture hall. On the first day of every month, high-level monks will hold classes here, and every disciple can come
Listen. And over there..."
Zhuo Haiping pointed to a corner of the roof hidden behind dense trees in the distance and said: "That's the Law Enforcement Hall. In a moment, all the junior brothers will receive the Wenshi Sect's rules, but they must memorize them. If you make a mistake and are caught, you will be taken to the Law Enforcement Hall."
, the punishment is not light!”
He pointed out other items such as the canteen, the foreign affairs hall, the internal affairs hall, etc. one by one, and finally pointed to the bottom of the mountain: "There is a trading shop at the foot of the Immortal Peak, and there are shops there on each peak, and some uncles and brothers open their own businesses.
Whether it is magic weapons or spiritual materials, the stores in our stores are much cheaper than outside. If you want to buy or sell, you can go there."
With that said, everyone has arrived at the Internal Affairs Hall. There are rows of wooden shelves in the hall, and the wooden shelves are piled with books and jade slips. There are two tables in the middle. Zhuo Haiping stepped forward and saluted: "Senior Brother Ming, Senior Brother Hai!"
The two people behind the table nodded, and everyone lined up and stepped forward one by one. It was Liu Qinghuan's turn. The man glanced at him, entered the information one by one on the jade slip according to what he said, and stored his figure in the slip.
, and finally handed him a storage bag with the jade slip.
Liu Qinghuan took the storage bag and gave a gift and went to the side to wait. When his spiritual consciousness swept over, he saw that there were five low-grade spiritual stones, a low-grade spiritual sword, a low-grade flying magic weapon, and a simple protective magic circle in the bag.
, and another copy of "Wenshi Sect Rules".
"Ah, I have three spiritual stones!" Bai Fengming smiled happily, holding the storage bag and walking next to him.
"Haha, I have three too!" Lin Guang, who was on the side, also took out three spiritual stones from his bag with a smile.
Liu Qinghuan knew that the spirit stone was given roughly according to the number of white lines.
Seeing that everyone had received their things, Zhuo Haiping said goodbye to the two monks who were working, led everyone out, and flew directly to Zhulin Mountain.
On the way, he said: "From now on, you will have the same spiritual stone monthly routine as today every month. If you want to improve your monthly routine, just practice hard. Each peak will hold a small competition every year, and every three years is a big competition for the entire sect.
The reward is even greater than the reward.”
"Does our Zhulin Mountain have a competition every year?" Someone asked impatiently.
"Of course there are." Zhuo Haiping nodded: "Although there are not many people in our peak, there are still hundreds of people. Every major level of cultivation has ordinary disciples, elite disciples and peak disciples. We have ordinary disciples in the Qi training period.
A disciple’s monthly spiritual stone is three pieces, an elite disciple’s is five pieces, and a peak disciple is ten pieces.”
"Does senior brother have ten spiritual stones now?" someone asked.
Zhuo Haiping smiled: "No, I am an elite disciple now. Peak disciples must become disciples. Junior brothers, please work hard. We have more than 100 foundation-building monks and 18 alchemy-forming monks in Zhulin Mountain. As long as you become a disciple,
He is the Peak Disciple."
"Ah!" A disciple at the eighth level of Qi training exclaimed: "There are so many high-level monks!"
Seeing everyone looking at him in confusion, he smiled sheepishly: "I used to be a disciple of the Qingyu Sect. Later, after the defeat of the Qingyu Sect and the Huangshan Sect, I went to Haoyuan City to participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference... Every one in the Qingyu Sect
There are at most a few people in the foundation-building stage on the mountain peak, but there are only three in the entire sect in the pill-forming stage."
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but look at him a few more times: He unexpectedly met a former disciple of the Qingyu Sect here! He also sighed that the Wenshi Sect was indeed a 50,000-year-old sect. He had seen more high-level disciples in the past two days than in Haoyuan City.
I saw a lot more in half a year.
"Are you originally from the Qingyu Sect?" Zhuo Haiping said: "Well, your Qingyu Sect's Master Shoujing has brought many disciples to join our Wenshi Sect. You may meet your old friends in the sect in the future.
.We also have a few disciples of the original Qingyu Sect in Zhulin Mountain. Junior brother, you can go and walk around more when you get there."
Everyone was chatting all the way, but Liu Qinghuan's thoughts had drifted far away. I wonder if Lin Huanzhi with the single fire spirit root would be here. He thought of the woman he met in the Hengwu Mountains again, and couldn't help but sigh. He and the Qingyu Sect
People are really destined to meet each other wherever they go.
After flying over several strange peaks and rocks, a towering mountain peak appeared in front of us. Sure enough, the mountain is as its name suggests. On the huge mountain peak, bamboos of various colors grow everywhere. Green bamboo, purple bamboo, black bamboo, white bamboo, some as thin as a little finger
Some were as thick as big trees, some pointed straight to the sky, and some were curved like twisted roots. For the first time, he knew that there were so many varieties and colors of bamboo.
"Ah, they are all bamboo as expected..." Lin Guangda opened his mouth and murmured.
Everyone fell in front of a building and saw that the buildings were all made of thick whole bamboos. On the lintel of the largest room in the middle hung a plaque with three characters "Bamboo Meaning Hall" engraved with iron paintings and silver hooks.
It looks majestic and elegant.
At this time, there was a person standing in front of Zhuyi Hall, waiting for their arrival.
The man's cultivation could not be seen. He was wearing a wide robe and an open shirt with large sleeves. His long black hair was not tied up and hung naturally behind his back. He looked like an unruly celebrity.
Zhuo Haiping stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Uncle Ji, the new disciples are here."
The man nodded, looked at everyone, turned around and walked into the hall.
Everyone looked at each other, and Zhuo Haiping said: "This is our own lecture hall in Zhulin Mountain. Uncle Ji is the one who takes turns giving lectures this year. On the fifteenth day of every month, you can come here to listen to the lectures. If you have any questions, you can also ask the brothers and sisters."
He cupped his hands and said: "My mission ends here today. After all the junior brothers and sisters come out from the Zhuyi Hall, you can choose a place under the mountainside to build a residence. If you don't want to build, there are many former junior uncles.
If it is built by senior brother, as long as there is no protective formation, it means that it is ownerless and can be lived in. You guys go in quickly, Uncle Ji is still waiting."
Everyone hurriedly thanked Zhuo Haiping in unison, and then walked into the hall after seeing Zhuo Haiping off.
The uncle, the inspector, was waiting in the side room, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, as if in trance. There were many green futons below, and everyone walked in quietly to pick up their futons and sit down. No one dared to ask or ask questions.
Excuse me. It’s just that you looked at me and I looked at you. I didn’t understand what I meant. Seeing that Uncle Ji didn’t move, I had to wait patiently.
Liu Qinghuan sat quietly for a while and slowly closed his eyes. Too many things happened today, and his mood was quite impetuous at this time, so he took this opportunity to calm down. The excitement and various emotions on other people's faces also appeared.
All of them slowly healed over time, and the atmosphere in the palace became quiet and peaceful.
An hour later, a cold voice suddenly sounded: "What is Zhongjian?"