Yi Lin understood the promotion system in Tianjian Sect.

If you have to make an analogy, it is like a modern big enterprise.

No matter who it is, even Princess Daqing, she has to stay in Tianjian Gate and start with the servant disciples.

The saying that a traitor disciple can be promoted automatically before he has been in his traitor for many years is Chenbei, and even the strongest traitor disciple is a traitor.

If you perform well in a sergeant class, you may be attracted by a senior official in the sect. You can go to a certain department and become a registered disciple.

As for the value of the registered disciples, Yi Lin already understood the first day.

Yang Hei took out a bunch of waist cards with his backhand, and each waist card had a corresponding number. He threw a piece of it for Yi Lin.

There are numbers engraved on it - five, six, eight.

The number of registered disciples is random, it all depends on the mood of the boss. It does not mean that there are really 567 registered disciples in front of Yi Lin.

The registered disciple means: I will remember you first, perform well, be good at promotion, if you perform poorly, we will be unhappy, you can go back to do chores honestly.

This is roughly the way to play.

When a registered disciple goes up, he is an outer disciple.

With the outer door, you can have the opportunity to learn more advanced skills and obtain more resources.

When a Qi Refiner practices, how can he breathe that little bit of spiritual energy by relying on his own nature?

If you really need to practice more profoundly, spiritual stones, elixirs, magic medicines, and magic weapons are indispensable.

If the outer disciples are promoted further, they will be inner disciples.

The inner disciple can basically be said to be the favorite of a certain elder and does not make any principled mistakes. It can basically be said to be as stable as an old dog, waiting to retire.

It is said that among inner disciples, there is a more advanced one: personal teaching.

For personal disciples, each elder only recruits one in the first stage. Once the elder reaches his or her deadline or encounters something unexpected, as long as the disciples are recognized by the master of the sect, they can directly inherit the position of the elder, reach the sky in one step, and reach the peak of the cultivator.

Of course, sometimes, the personal disciple may not live longer than the elder. There is also the possibility that the personal disciple will die in the middle of the process, and the elder will recruit another one.

By the way, Jian Nanchun is currently the identity of an inner disciple.

Belongs to the disciple of the elder of the precepts.

After Yi Lin understood this, she didn't have much thought.

Even though he has been in this world for thirteen years and has been so long that the memories of the real world are becoming increasingly blurred, he has not forgotten that one day he will clap his hands, leave here without anything, and embark on a cruel journey again.

...

“Find them and achieve yourself.”

Ten messages, seven keys.

early morning.

Yi Lin breathes in daily life and is very diligent.

He opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air from his mouth. The clear air rose, and then a part of the spiritual energy dissipated from his pores and returned to the world.

Yi Lin murmured to himself. After breathing, he couldn't help but remember the main task that Xiaoxi personally issued to him in the first message.

"It's time to sort out the main line."

Yi Lin has read one of Xiaoxi's ten messages.

Among the seven keys, one has been found and is temporarily present at Xia Xiaoman.

He had already confirmed by smashing soil before that he could not exert the true power of the [Human Emperor Seal] without the human emperor.

Leave it in Xia Xiaoman's hands, it is just a seal used by an emperor, and it will not be used by others.

Yilin pointed his finger downwards, and the apostle panel full of garbled codes appeared in front of Yilin.

After a hurry, Yi Lin closed the panel again.

He didn't want to get any information from the Apostles' panel.

Only by looking at it occasionally can he recall his identity as an "apostle", rather than an insignificant little monk from the Tianjian Sect.

Yi Lin took out the "Jiannanchun Timer No. 2", took out the Lin family's ancestral carpenter's knife, and scratched it.

Yi Lin has been doing this habit for more than half a year, and he doesn't feel comfortable all over Jian Nanchun's face for a day.

After this, Yi Lin felt relieved and smiled.

Ah~ Another day worth looking forward to.

When Yi Lin had just hidden the carpenter's knife and "Jiannanchun Timer No. 2", a sword light came from afar and landed outside the villa.

Yi Lin was stunned. He was really thinking about what he wanted.

"Junior Brother Lin!"

Jian Nanchun came in uninvited, carrying his hands on his back, stepping on the breeze, smiling, and greeting Yi Lin.

"Uh, Senior Brother Jian."

I used to call me a senior brother and I was reluctant to hear it, but now when Yi Lin shouted, he became beautiful, his lips raised, and his eyes were filled with divine light.

"Junior Brother Lin, can you get used to it in the preaching garden these days?"

Jian Nanchun obviously talked about him, and instead of talking about the serious matters, he cared about Yi Lin.

Yi Lin sighed lightly and waved his hand in front of Jian Nanchun: "Senior Brother Jian, we are not outsiders, just say something."

"Junior Brother Lin, do you feel your concern for Junior Brother Lin? Senior Brother, I am very concerned about Junior Brother Lin."

When Yi Lin heard this, she looked alert and quickly took a step back.

"Ahem," Jian Nanchun immediately realized that what he said just now seemed to be suspected of being misunderstood. He coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, and a natural and warm smile appeared again on his face: "I heard that Junior Brother Lin has been practicing in the preaching garden this month. The morning light is pleasant today. Why not take you to visit the fairy island? Look, my brother and I ride the wind to control the sky, roam the sky, and exploring the fairyland, isn't it a great joy in life?"

As for Jian Nanchun, there is nothing wrong with this person.

I just like to go around and save face.

Yi Lin agreed.

Jian Nanchun did not let the two of them squeeze on his flying sword this time. He waved his hand and made a magic seal, summoning two tamed cranes from the sky, carrying the two of them and flying into the sky.

These cranes are like buses in Tianjianmen, whoever comes first will get on.

But at least you must be qualified to be an outer disciple to be qualified to call the bus crane.

The two of them flew slowly in the sky with cranes.

Jian Nanchun seemed to really want to take Yi Lin to go shopping, and along the way, he explained the uses of every mountain and every hanging hill to Yi Lin.

"Look, that's the Mount of Precepts."

"The highest and brightest one is the Supreme Mountain. It is the place where the master of the sect is the place where the sect master is clean. No one except the elders are allowed to enter."

"By the way, I wonder if the Master of the Lord has warned you that the air inside the Yutian Sword Sect must not exceed the height of the Supreme Mountain."

"That is Wenjian Mountain, with countless flying swords left on it. When you enter the inner gate, you will be qualified to step into Wenjian Mountain and find your own natal flying sword."

“That is Baicao Mountain,”

“That is Wanjuan Mountain,”

“That is Mount Sumeru,”

“That is Yanmo Mountain,”

"That is a mountain..."

The two of them were hanging out in the sky with cranes.

From time to time, the female senior sister with a graceful figure smiled and cast a shy look at Jian Nanchun.

At the same time, many people expressed curiosity about the "newcomer" whom Jian Nanchun greeted him so enthusiastically.

This place gives Yi Lin the feeling of being a treasure.

Everyone who passed by was familiar with each other, lived and worked in peace and devoted themselves to practicing.

"It's pretty good, no dispute with the world."

Yi Lin rode the bus crane under her butt, feeling the peaceful and peaceful atmosphere brought to him by the Tianjian Gate, and couldn't help but sigh.

"That's natural. When I entered the Tianjian Sect, I realized that the world, money, beauty and beauty are all floating clouds."

"That senior sister Chao Rushuang?"

"...Junior sister is the never-ending guide light on my lonely journey of cultivation."

Jian Nanchun thought about it and made a very rustic metaphor.

To put it bluntly, you still want to sleep with her.

Yi Lin rolled her eyes, but she didn't say it out loud.

While chatting, the two of them rode a crane under their crotch and flew past the bottom of Wanjuan Mountain one after another.

This is the hanging fairy peak that Yi Lin has already set his sights on and has stepped on far away during the servitude squad.
To be continued...