Xianmen's first shit shoveling officer

In the main courtyard of Beimanshan Academy, the fifth family and the seven sects rarely gather together, and the people sitting at the head are all members of the sect, such as Nangongying, the son of Nangong's patriarch, Li Zhichun, the poison cultivator of Changshenggu, and the disciples of Wanren Jianzong. Elder holding the sword and so on.

Even the Siyue God Clan, who has always been hidden and never sent anyone to participate in the academy assessment, today their young patriarch specially opened a teleportation array to come here.

Naturally, it is impossible for all these people to gather here for the start of school.

A few days ago, the master of the Tianwen Pavilion loved his disciple Nangong Jue Mingpan, and found that the originally lifeless fate suddenly came alive for some reason. Although it was full of unpredictability, it was already much better than the previous dead situation.

The pavilion master still remembered the hexagram that was divination many years ago, and immediately began to deduce it.

"Flying stars enter the city, matching head to tail, eliminating demon spirits, breaking samsara, returning gods, and reopening the gate of heaven!" Before he vomited blood and passed out, the pavilion master shouted like crazy, "The world of comprehension has waited for thousands of years of variables, and finally coming!"

Everyone came here for this sentence.

In today's world of comprehension, sects and aristocratic families are full of talented people, and the so-called prosperity is actually false.

The seal of the boundary is becoming increasingly unstable, and the frequency of demons haunting and harming people is increasing rapidly. The spirit beasts are powerful, while the human race is small. What's more terrible is that the gate of heaven is closed. For more than [-] years, no one has flown.

The average lifespan of ordinary cultivators is only over two hundred. For those who have reached a certain level of cultivation, it is not a problem to live a thousand years, but if they cannot ascend, it means that death will come eventually, and the vain longevity is nothing but torture.

Everyone is looking forward to someone who can pierce the sky and open the gate of heaven forcibly, but when the time comes to practice one by one, Lei Jie will be extradited, and then they will be wiped out.

This is true without exception.

But now, Tianmen is about to reopen, how can they be unhappy, not happy for the ancestors in the clan's sect.

They were talking, when they suddenly felt the movement of the secret realm, they all frowned, and even Si Yueshen opened his eyes to rest his eyes.

"Why did the secret realm open earlier? What is Feng Jinggu going to do?" One person slammed the table and took the lead, glaring at the Wanling sect's people, "why does your Wanling sect always follow his orders regardless of whether you care about it? mess?!"

Only a few of the older generation of Wanlingzong Zhenzong died, and the younger generation has no good seedlings. The new suzerain is not warm, and there is only one Fengjinggu who can handle things. In recent years, everything has been unsatisfactory. The top sect is weak.

The suzerain was pointed at and reprimanded unhurriedly, put his hands in his sleeves and lowered his eyes and said slowly, "Elder Feng naturally has his own considerations for doing this, fellow Daoist Lou calm down."

"Calm down, Feng Jinggu has become more and more unruly in recent years, and if he is allowed to do whatever he wants, sooner or later, big trouble will happen." Lou Bufu made an excuse, but he was looking for a high-sounding one.

The Sect Master of Wan Ling Sect pinched his fingers and remained silent. Not only did he not answer his words, but he turned his head and asked for more tea, and he ignored those words directly.

Lou was so angry that he still wanted to find fault, the current strongest person in the cultivation world sitting on the main seat, the current head of Beiman Mountain, Xie Huaming, warned, "Enough."

Xie Huaming came from the Wanren Sword Sect, a sword cultivator. A hundred years ago, he was the strongest in the cultivation world. After that, he couldn't find an opponent and retreated. It wasn't until Ren Shanzhang was born. No one knows how powerful he is now.

I saw his brows pressed down, and a fierce aura popped out of his body. The sharp and compelling sword aura swept across the room. The dull atmosphere made everyone breathless. No one dared to touch his brow with their lives.

In the end, Si Yueshen spoke, "Since the secret realm is open, let's take a look."

She flicked the cup with her fingertips, and the cup flew out and suspended in the air. The overflowing tea formed a water curtain, and the scene in the secret realm immediately appeared on it, and there was a scoreboard next to it. There are only two names hanging alone.

"This secret realm has just opened, Suqiong has already obtained enough points to pass the level, Wanren Sword Sect has a good seed." Someone praised.

"Where is it, it can't compare to Uncle Xu Yan, he passed the customs earlier than Qiong'er." The two families hugged each other, smiling so hard that they couldn't see their teeth.

With a flick of Xie Huaming's finger, the screen of the water curtain suddenly changed, and a baby-faced girl in pink clothes bouncing around and a young man with red lips and white teeth appeared, working together to kill the spirit beast.

It was Suqiong and Xu Yan.

Xu Yan is the old son of the late head of the Xu family. He is young but very senior. All the people present have to shout "Master Uncle". He is also the most outstanding person in the Xu family's generation.

"Although it is a little bit reluctant to kill the heavenly spirit beast together, it should not be underestimated." Si Yueshen rarely praised, and everyone in the hall also followed suit.

Xie Huaming tapped his fingers and said abruptly, "Someone has crossed the line again."

Everyone heard the words and looked, and there were indeed two strange names appearing on the list one after the other, "Chu Sinian? Yu Mu? Which sect's disciple is this?"

"No family, no family, just casual cultivators." A smiling voice interrupted abruptly, but the man was long in coming. He was wearing bright red and purple clothes, but he didn't feel tacky at all. On the contrary, his exuberant appearance only made people take the lead Notice his face.

The building in Xuehaijing suddenly slapped the table and rose, "Feng Jinggu!"

"What are you calling your grandfather for?" Feng Jinggu looked away, with a smile on his face that made people's scalp tingle for no reason.

……

Chu Sinian knew early on that he would pass the level quickly.

The first level is to accumulate 1 points within half an hour. The quality of spiritual herbs is 10-10 points, and the cultivation materials are 100-[-]. The beast points directly exploded.

However, the earth-level spirit beasts are already very difficult to deal with, and the sky-level spirit beasts are only one step away from ascension, and almost no one will challenge them.

Of course, this is only almost, every session there are always a few who do not take the usual path, Suqiong and Xu Yan hit it off, and the two of them were very domineering and robbed many disciples of the Penglai Sect, even Weng Beishan was not spared.

Then, with a bunch of props in his arms, he went to fight the heavenly spirit beast.

The spirit beasts in the secret realm are formed by the condensation of spiritual energy, not real flesh and blood. Although they are strong, they have little combat experience. Even so, it took a lot of effort for the two of them to kill them. go out.

Chu Sinian carried two thousand and five on his back, and a ground-level spirit beast could knock him down and hammer him to the ground. Naturally, he couldn't find a sky-level spirit beast to die.

In order to earn points more easily, Chu Sinian had completely different paths from them.

He also chose to get close to the spirit beast, but instead of attacking, he used his natural ability to appease him. Soon hundreds of yellow-rank spirit beasts gathered, including two black-rank spirit beasts.

Chu Sinian appeased so many spirit beasts at the same time, countless voices came from his heart, making his mind buzzing.

Chu Sinian had little knowledge of spirit grasses, and most of the spirit beasts didn't either, but they could instinctively feel what was useful and what was not.

Chu Sinian asked them to help find things, so naturally he would not treat them badly. He took out a bunch of snacks from the jade beads and rewarded them. He didn't give them blindly, but rewarded those who found the right things, and those who found a lot.

Soon, the spirit beasts understood the principle of more work, more pay, and they searched harder.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Chu Sinian only needs to move his fingers to deliver the snacks with one hand and the other hand to deliver the snacks, and his points will skyrocket.

"This little friend's innate ability is a bit interesting, suitable for joining our sect to cultivate." The person from the Illusory Dream Sect said, "Then Yu Mu's points and Chu Sinian's points increase almost at the same time. Could it be the same ability?"

"No." Xie Huaming nodded his fingers with great interest, looked at the little orange cat who was eating, drinking, and turning its belly, and said, "It's just following the little white face that is stained."