Lingxi Sect has eight peaks, four on the north bank, three on the south bank, and in the middle... is Zhongdao Mountain, which is the core of Lingxi Sect's external power.

On weekdays, Zheng Yuandong, the head of Lingxi Sect, deals with all the affairs of the sect here.

At this moment, as the bell echoed, the lords of the mountains on both sides of the north and south moved to their bodies and sat upright in the hall, with the head of the sect also sitting in the middle.

Soon, Li Qinghou and Ouyang Jie brought Bai Xiaochun outside the hall and asked Bai Xiaochun to wait outside the hall. The two of them stepped into the hall.

Outside the hall, there were four disciples, guarding both sides, and they all looked at Bai Xiaochun curiously.

Bai Xiaochun smiled at the four of them. This was his first time here. Looking around, he had a rich spiritual energy and fragrant grass and flowers, like a fairyland, without any noise, very secluded, far from comparable to Xiangyun Mountain.

This is a major sect. On weekdays, other disciples come, and each one is careful, but Bai Xiaochun seems to be without any pressure and stands there as usual.

This scene made the four disciples around him sigh, and he thought that they were worthy of being a person who made such great contributions to the sect. This calm momentum alone was not something that ordinary people had.

In fact, although Bai Xiaochun was afraid of death, he thought that he had made contributions and that he would never die here, so he naturally had no fear. He held his head up and his mind was full of expectations for what kind of reward he could get.

"With my credit, I have to give me a pill that increases my life span for a hundred years. I will give me one million contribution points and give me the best cave. The identity of an inner disciple is indispensable, haha." Bai Xiaochun became more and more excited as he was thinking about it, but after waiting for a long time, he could not summon him in the hall.

Bai Xiaochun was a little surprised, and then waited for a long time until he was full of energy, and he heard a helpless voice in the hall.

"Bai Xiaochun, come in."

Bai Xiaochun was excited, took a deep breath, and tried to show that he could go through fire and water for the sect. He took big steps and walked into the hall. As soon as he entered the hall, he clasped his fists and bowed.

"Bai Xiaochun, a disciple of Xiangyun Mountain, pay homage to the head and to all seniors."

After bowing, Bai Xiaochun raised his head and saw an old man in the middle. The old man was in a white robe and had an unfathomable cultivation.

Around him, eight people were sitting around him, six men and two women, Li Qinghou and Ouyang Jie were inside. At this moment, these people looked at him with the surprise of the dialogue that Bai Xiaochun could come back alive.

They looked at the clothes on Bai Xiaochun for a few more glances. With their eyesight, they naturally saw that these gaps were not deliberately tear open, but were left behind after a tragic battle.

Especially Bai Xiaochun looks white and clean, and he looks very obedient at first glance. He is neither arrogant nor humble at this moment, and his expression is calm.

This scene made everyone look as usual, but their impression of Bai Xiaochun was even better, but they were still a little strange in their hearts.

"Bai Xiaochun, please tell me in detail about the whole story of the mission to Luo Chen family." Li Qinghou looked at Bai Xiaochun and spoke gently.

Bai Xiaochun looked solemn and calmly told everything along the way from beginning to end, not mentioning the old man in black robe. This was his own secret.

In addition, he also mentioned Feng Yan's sacrifice and the difficulties along the way. He was smart and did not say anything about his contribution at this moment. Instead, he kept saying the good things about Feng Yan, Du Lingfei and Hou Yunfei.

"It's all because I'm useless. Senior Brother Feng died to save me, and it's all because I'm all because I'm just because I'm…"

The more he did this, the more he admired the head and others. However, these people have been practicing for many years and are as thoughtful as a demon. From Bai Xiaochun's clothes in, they can vaguely see Bai Xiaochun's character. Even so, they still appreciate it after all.

"After unconscious, he will be cured when he wakes up?" The head of the sect smiled and did not care about Bai Xiaochun's explanation. After all, every disciple has his own secrets. The sect requires a sense of belonging and does not require that kind of complete control, otherwise, he will definitely be free from the will of ambition.

"Bai Xiaochun, your reward was sent a few months ago. Since a few months ago, you are my Lingxi Sect... a glorious disciple!" When the head of the sect said the four words "Glorious Disciple", a strange feeling in his heart. This was the first time he had seen a living glorious disciple.

They had discussed it in the hall before, and they were in a difficult position because the identity of the Honor disciple was so important. Before that, they were given people who died in battle and had never been living people, but now Bai Xiaochun is actually appearing in front of him...

This made them stunned when they just learned the news.

Moreover, this identity is not easy to take back, and the funeral was held and the credit was made, which made all of them worry, so Bai Xiaochun was waiting outside for a long time before.

After discussion, there was still no way to change it. According to the rules, I could only continue to give Bai Xiaochun the identity.

"Glorious Disciple?" Bai Xiaochun was stunned. He had never heard of this title before. He stood there and waited for a long time, staring at the head and others. He found that the seniors in the hall all looked strange, but after he did not continue to say other rewards, Bai Xiaochun couldn't help it.

"That... is gone?" Bai Xiaochun asked.

"It's gone." The head of the sect squeezed out a smiling face.

Bai Xiaochun immediately became anxious and was about to speak up and talk about how hard he worked and how desperate he had been, Li Qinghou coughed dryly, and he knew Bai Xiaochun's personality best.

"I'm not happy to thank the head of the sect. To this day, there have been ten titles of Glory Disciple in Lingxi Sect. You are the first in this thousand years and the only one now.

As a glorious disciple, he is above the inner sect and is the highest honor of Lingxi Sect. His bloodline descendants can enjoy the resources of the entire sect. He is born as an inner sect, and Lingxi Sect will protect the bloodline family forever!

There are nine major families in the Lingxi Sect, all of which are Honorary families. This is to create a brilliant glorious identity." Li Qinghou explained.

When Bai Xiaochun heard this explanation, he looked frowning and his whole aura disappeared. He looked at Li Qinghou pitifully and looked at the head of the sect again.

He didn't know what he should say. He understood the identity of this glorious disciple. It seemed very good, but in fact it was prepared for the dead. The reward was entirely reserved for future generations, but he was still alive... At this moment, Bai Xiaochun was sadly discovering that he had actually fallen into the degree of being a father to envy his children.

"Thank you... Master..." Bai Xiaochun spoke weakly with a sad face.

"From today on, you can call me the senior brother of the head." Zheng Yuandong, the head, coughed dryly, feeling so awkward. He had proposed to become a disciple before because Bai Xiaochun had sacrificed, but now the other party is back alive. When he thought that he was so old, he was calling a brother to a boy under twenty years old, and sighed in his heart.

"Ah?" Bai Xiaochun opened his eyes wide. His mood was so ups and downs at this moment. He was full of expectations when entering the hall. Then the reality was too cruel. His mood suddenly fell to the bottom, but then this change occurred again.

"Given your contributions and you don't have a master yet, I made the decision and asked you to worship my master as your master. So from then on, I will be your senior brother." The head of the sect felt even more awkward.

Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath and suddenly showed excitement in his eyes. He felt that the sect was too kind to him. When he thought of the master of the head, he must be at the level of the Supreme Elder in the sect, he was immediately excited and his eyes shone.

"From now on, who dares to bully me? My master is so powerful, haha!!" Bai Xiaochun was ecstatic and quickly clasped his fists and bowed deeply.

"Thank you, senior brother, our master, I'll go to pay my respects to him now." Bai Xiaochun said happily with anticipation.

"No hurry, the portrait of him sitting in front of the transformation is on the back mountain. I have arranged someone to prepare and I will take you there later." The head of the sect looked strange and spoke slowly.

"Sitting and turning... offering sacrifices to the back mountain..." Bai Xiaochun was like being bombarded by thunder, staying there, his mind full of these six words. After a while, he realized... the master he worshiped had already... passed away.

"I..." Bai Xiaochun felt smoke coming from his seven orifices, and his mind was buzzing more. His heart fell to the bottom of the valley again, and he wanted to cry without tears. He didn't even pay attention to how he left. He followed the leader to the back mountain in a daze, took a portrait as his master, and left Zhongdao Mountain in a daze and returned to Xiangyun Mountain.

On Xiangyun Mountain, many disciples who saw him quickly met him, with curiosity in their eyes. Some people even kindly took the confused Bai Xiaochun to look at his tombstone.

Looking at the tombstone, Bai Xiaochun felt that it was dark.

"I...I've taken a portrait as my teacher..." Bai Xiaochun didn't know how she returned to the yard, sat blankly in front of the wooden house, and became sad and angry.

He was frowning for several days, and it was not until half a month later that he recovered from the blow.

He walked out of the house with a sad sigh, preparing to go to Zhang Dapang to reminisce about the past, but as soon as he walked out, the outer disciple he met immediately clasped his fists and bowed deeply after seeing him.

"Meet Uncle Bai."

Bai Xiaochun took a few steps and suddenly paused, turned his head and his eyes were shining, and he pulled the outer disciple.

"What did you call me?"

"Uncle Bai, you are the junior brother of the head, disciple... I will naturally call you Uncle Bai." The outer disciple was stunned and said quickly.

Bai Xiaochun let go of his hands, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his heart was pounding. He found that his identity was not useless, and he was so scary that his seniority was...

He licked his lips and suddenly burst into laughter. The laughter echoed, scaring the outer disciple quickly retreated, wondering what Bai Xiaochun was crazy about.

Bai Xiaochun quickly put away his laughter, coughed dryly, acted like a senior, nodded slightly to the other party, nodding to find Zhang Dapang, but went to the task office with expectation.

Because...there are many people there.

At the same time, on the top of Xiangyun Mountain, after Li Qinghou returned, he immediately went into seclusion. He sat cross-legged in the retreat, pondered for a long time, shook his sleeves, looked solemn, and began to refine alchemy.

"Xiaochun is a child with a bad personality and needs to help him prepare a life-saving magic weapon. Unfortunately, I am not good at refining weapons, so I can only open a furnace of Jiujue Pills to exchange with Danxi Sect... This kind of magic weapon prepared for Qi Condensing Disciples is obviously for the sake of their nephews, and Danxi Sect will definitely speak loudly." Li Qinghou shook his head and did not care about this. Even the Jiujue Pills would take a lot of effort to refine them. But when he thought of Bai Xiaochun's life-threatening life, he calmed down and prepared to open the furnace.

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