when……

The melodious bells echoed in the mountains.

Sanqing Hall.

More than a hundred young men stood in awe, and two sect deacons beside them were leading them to salute the three statues enshrined in front of them.

"You have worshiped the Patriarch of the Three Purities. From today on, you are the official disciples of my Huayu Sect. You should work hard to cultivate, honor our family name, and strive to become an immortal as soon as possible."

"yes!"

In the important place of the sect, the young people did not dare to make any noise, but their eyes all showed excitement.

Only a weak voice came into his ears: "But I heard from the master that for thousands of years, no one in our sect has become an immortal?"

The voice was sweet and melodious. Everyone turned their heads, but it was a pretty girl who looked like eight or nine years old.

After hearing this, the old man in black among the deacons was already furious, but when he turned around and saw the pretty girl, his expression became kind again, and he said with a smile: "You can't become an immortal because we and other younger disciples are unworthy.

The sect has a long history, and if we trace it back to its origins, it can be attributed to the Sanqing lineage in the prehistoric times."

Having said this, he actually became a little proud again: "Guer and others must practice hard and not slack off at all. Maybe one of you will become an immortal and be called a saint one day."

"Follow your master's instructions!"

The disciples became more and more excited.

Seeing the high spirits of his companions around him, although Lin Xiaoyao bent down and saluted like them, he secretly sighed in his heart that the young people in this world are really simple and easy to deceive.

It has been more than a month since he went up the mountain, and he has inherited the memory of this body. As a time traveler, Lin Xiaoyao naturally has a general understanding of his situation.

This is a world of cultivating immortals.

Let’s call it the prehistoric era, but the name of the prehistoric era has long been lost. The younger generations of monks have even created a new era of immortal cultivation.

But if you say it has nothing to do with the prehistoric times, many immortal sects in this world claim that their Taoism is inherited from the lineage of a famous real person in the prehistoric times.

However, most of them talk to themselves, and their age cannot be verified. For example, the Huayu Sect in front of them claims that they are actually from the same lineage of the Three Pure Ones.

But according to Lin Xiaoyao's understanding, even if such rhetoric is not boastful, the only person who can match it is probably only a certain outer disciple accepted by Sanqing.

Therefore, let alone attaining immortality, becoming a Mahayana monk, for our sect, that is extremely elusive.

Of course, for Lin Xiaoyao, a newbie who has just stepped into the path of immortality, although there are no immortals in his sect, there are still many big bosses, and he is not someone he can hold back.

As for the outside world, I heard that there is a lot of fighting and killing, there are countless evil spirits, and occasionally a big demon appears, so it is better for me to just be a little quiet.

I was thinking about it.

"Congratulations to the host, your system has arrived and is being bound..."

"The binding is completed and the detection is started. The sign-in conditions are met here. Please choose the host. Do you want to sign in immediately?"

Sign in?

Lin Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, then quietly looked to the side to make sure that no one else had any reaction, and he was the only one who heard the mechanical and cold voice.

system?

The time traveler’s golden finger has finally arrived.

"System, sign in."

The next second.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and obtaining the 'Saint Status'."

"what? What?"

Even though he knew that the system was awesome, at this moment, Lin Xiaoyao was still confused in the wind, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears, and couldn't help but ask.

However, the system did not reply and continued: "Do you want to collect it now?"

"no."

Lin Xiaoyao tried his best to suppress the curiosity in his heart. It would be better to be more cautious. Although he didn't know if he heard the "sage status" correctly, it would be bad if it made too much noise.

He couldn't help but glance at the statue of Sanqing in front of him.

"System, can I still sign in?"

"No, you can sign in once a day. You can sign in repeatedly. The more important the place, the more precious the reward. Except for special areas, you can only sign in once... Please cherish every opportunity."

Does this mean that the Sanqing Hall can only sign in once for the time being?

…

Later, the initiation ceremony was completed, and everyone left here, going back in twos and threes.

Lin Xiaoyao did not go with anyone, but came alone to a building that was heavily guarded on the outside, but inside, except for a few important seasons, almost no one set foot.

Ancestral Hall.

The memorial tablets of the ancestors of our sect are enshrined here. Naturally, the disciples have to clean and take care of them, and occasionally add some offerings.

But compared to other housework, it is a hard job.

There is no way to get in touch with the senior officials in the sect, let alone gain their favor and appreciation. It is like always accompanying the ancient Buddha with a green lantern, which is very hard.

Of course, Lin Xiaoyao was assigned here, but he was not excluded by the sect. With the vastness of the immortal sect, how could he target a young disciple like him?

In fact, among the new disciples, except today's pretty girl named Zhi Yan, and a few other extremely talented ones, they have been spotted by the headmaster or the elders and have been directly accepted as direct disciples.

The rest of the people need to be responsible for some internal affairs after practicing.

Either he is the sword-holding disciple of a certain elder, or he is the boy who sets the fire in the alchemy room. Third, it is to look after the medicine field, or to take care of the spiritual beasts.

And the worst thing is to clean some important halls.

However, the Immortal Sect acts fairly and does not act arbitrarily. The duties each person is responsible for are determined by drawing lots.

Children and old men are not deceived, it all depends on luck.

And the original owner of his body was an unlucky man with average qualifications, so it was naturally impossible for him to be accepted as a disciple by an elder.

Unfortunately, I was very unlucky when I drew lots, and got the job of cleaning the ancestor's ancestral hall that everyone avoided.

Originally, Lin Xiaoyao was also very frustrated, but now that there is a system, maybe it is his arsenic and my honey.

Now he needs a secluded place where he can go on quietly without being disturbed.

"Forget it, it's important to collect the reward first."

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoyao became eager and excited again.

The system seemed to be talking about "sage status", but he always found it unbelievable. No matter how awesome Goldfinger was, could he have reached the full level as soon as he started?

"System, collect rewards."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xiaoyao's head was stunned, like a bell ringing, and in an instant, there were thousands of hallucinations.

Densely packed rules hang down from nothingness, penetrating the world and pulling all things, from the dust particles and gravels to all the heavens and worlds, they are all included.

The rotation of black and white, the alternation of yin and yang, the sun, moon and stars, the ups and downs of the spiritual tide...

Countless worlds are being disillusioned and reborn, and everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Is this the status of a saint?

Three thousand avenues, endless laws!

The immersion process lasted for a whole day, and it was not until late at night, when the moon was in the sky, that I finally regained my composure.

"Where's the mana?"
Chapter completed!