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The moonlight is bright and everything is quiet.

In an endless wasteland, a stone tablet without words stands alone.

The stone tablet is two meters high and is full of blue and gray. The traces of erosion from time to time are particularly obvious. The surface is bumpy and full of mottled marks.

Suddenly, the roar of thunder in the sky illuminated the stone tablet, as if it had absorbed the light and power of lightning. The stone tablet trembled slightly, but soon fell into silence.

But as the stone tablet trembled slightly, the deserted wasteland that was tens of thousands of miles seemed to come alive.

A terrifying roar came from afar, as if the ancient demon spirit was roaring, and the earth was shaking with this roar. From afar, a terrifying giant with half of its body sank into the sky was standing there, appearing and disappearing in the night.

Inside the clouds, a man with a huge coffin in black and white hair but couldn't see his appearance stood quietly in the clouds, looking down at the stone tablet.

Further away, a six-clawed golden dragon, a hundred feet long, rolled, and a huge head poked out from the clouds. The emotionless golden pupils stared at the stone tablet. The dragon's breath in his mouth drifted, and the heaven and earth changed color.

At the same time, a troll covered in black and chains flew over the wind, and a snow-colored white fox with nine tails came in elegant steps.

Many powerful monsters with terrifying power gathered here, but they just looked at the stone tablet and didn't dare to move, as if they were afraid of something.

Finally, a man wearing a purple gold robe with a noble aura and like an emperor descended to heaven and earth, with a majestic look and stared at the stone tablet.

At this time, the great powers present made no sound. Because they had only one goal, that is, the stone tablet standing in the center of the wasteland!

They all knew in their hearts that there was a secret hidden in this stone tablet that was related to the future direction of this endless ancient world.

However, just as the strong people gathered, suddenly, the stone tablet shattered, and a ray of light soared into the sky, turning into a pillar of light, tearing the moonlight and clouds in the sky. The huge pulling force seemed to call for something from the void.

Suddenly, the strong man cried out, the dragon fell, the troll fell to the ground, and even the dazzling emperor lowered his head and trembled slightly all over his body.

The powerful monsters hidden in the wilderness, as well as the gods who came from the wind, and the strong humans, were actually unable to defeat the terrifying pressure emitted by this stone tablet!

After a long time, the light emitted from the broken stone tablet gradually dimmed, and a white light similar to a fruit stayed in the air and quickly rotated and fled in one direction.

Many strong men immediately became excited!

The ancient demon spirit moved its steps to intercept it, but its indestructible body was knocked out of the bleeding hole by white light, and blood rain sprinkled on the ground, and its huge body fell down with a bang.

Then the six-clawed golden dragon and the man carrying the coffin attacked him, but they were both knocked away by the white light.

The black trolls, nine-tailed white foxes and other monsters also wanted to stop the white light from escaping, but they couldn't even touch it.

"Nine Heavens Falling Together!"

Seeing this, the purple-clothed emperor quickly stepped forward to stop him and used his most powerful move to slightly block the white light. But after a moment, it still brutally knocked the purple-clothed emperor away and unswervingly left the sight of many powerful people.

Looking at it far away until it disappeared, the man like an emperor looked ugly. He waved his sleeves and left without saying anything.

Seeing this, the other powerful men sighed and left.

The barren land that had been silent for millions of years has once again fallen into tranquility.

However, after this night, among the thousands of stars in this world, there will be one more shining new star!

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Bai Yang has been having a strange dream all the time.

In the dream, he is a dazzling star, with thousands of stars in the sky and headed by him, covering the sky, and shrouding the many creatures on the earth.

Countless powerful people wanted to capture the moon and pick stars, break through the shackles of the starlight, and step into the vast starry sea and the vast universe, but were all blocked by the dazzling stars he turned into.

For millions of years in his dream, he turned into a stone tablet and stood in the middle of a vast land.

There were trolls around, golden dragons roaring, powerful people fighting, and the world changing color.

But the stone tablet just quietly let the years baptize and remained unmoved.

Bai Yang woke up when he dreamed of this place. He opened his eyes, stared at the gray roof, and murmured: "It's this strange dream again."

For half a year, this dream has always appeared from time to time, and it always has the same plot, which has troubled him very much.

The tattered wooden window penetrated into the mottled morning light, and the air in the room was a little wet. Bai Yang forced himself to forget the strange dream, got up and rubbed his face, and then his mind became a little clear.

Every morning, he would wake up on time and go to the sect's kitchen to cook for the inner disciples.

Because he is a handyman, he is the most marginal figure among the outer disciples of the Xuanjian Sect.

The so-called marginal figures generally refer to the kind of three-no ones who have no awakening bloodline, no cultivation qualifications, and even the lowest spiritual roots.

Such people have extremely low status in the sect and have no other use except for doing odd jobs and cooking.

Although Bai Yang was a "genius" who attracted countless attention and amazement when he started half a year ago, he had long become a thing of the past, and now he was just a servant sent to the kitchen.

After washing his face, Bai Yang quickly put on his clothes and ran to the well in the backyard to fetch water with a wooden barrel.

At this time, there were already two people in the backyard talking in anger.

Seeing Bai Yang coming, the fat man in the middle asked, "Bai Yang, did you get water and cook so early?"

Bai Yang silently put the bucket down the well and nodded softly.

The boy next to the fat man laughed and pointed at him, "You have the only chance to do this? Today is the day when the first floor of the sect Sutra Library is open. No matter who you are, you can go in and choose the exercises. If you can choose the one that suits you, you may also awaken your bloodline!"

Speaking of this, the boy's eyes rolled and he suddenly realized, "I almost forgot that you are just a little servant now, not even spiritual roots, let alone awakening your bloodline again! I'm so embarrassed, I've exposed your scars!" The teasing smell in his tone was very strong.

Bai Yang seemed to be used to all this and was not angry about it. After smiling, he tried hard to lift the bucket up.

The little fat man was very good at being a human being. He walked forward to help and comforted him: "Don't be discouraged. Now that I have only been in the middle of the year, everything is not without a chance. As long as I choose the martial arts, I may still have hope of practicing."

When Bai Yang mentioned this, he was a little stunned. The deep eyes could not help but shine with a hint of brilliance, but it quickly faded. He just nodded, then held the bucket in his hand and said to the two of them: "I'll leave first."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

"Look at that crappy look."

The young man stared at Bai Yang's back, but his tone was filled with a hint of undetectable jealousy.

"Oh." The little fat man sighed and said regretfully: "If Bai Yang had not withered his bloodline at the beginning, he might have been an inner disciple now."

"But he is just a stinky servant now? It's useless to say that those are useless, where does the world come from?" The young man didn't care and waved his hand. "Let's go, and the Sutra Pavilion will be open in a while, so don't waste time."

Upon hearing this, the fat man shook his head gently and sighed and left the yard with the boy.

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Xuanjian Sect is one of the top sects in the continent of Nanhuang. Even the kitchen shows strong discipline. Apart from the sound of cooking, there is no unnecessary sound.

After Bai Yang came in, he silently placed the bucket in the corner and walked to his position.

Although he is a handyman, he has a good cooking skills and has his kitchen. He is not the kind of work that ordinary helpers and side dishes are used.

Bai Yang caught fire, then quietly washed and cut vegetables. As time went by, one exquisite dish after another was quickly completed under his hands, and then other outside handymen came to take it away.

After a few cups of tea, a layer of fine beads of sweat had emerged from his forehead. He endured the last dish before reaching out to wipe it.

"Boy, come here!"

Seeing that he had finished cooking, he stood in the corner of the kitchen. The kitchen manager, known as Mr. Liu, waved to Bai Yang.

Bai Yang scratched his head and walked towards Mr. Liu.

"Do you know that today is the opening day of the Sutra Library?" Old Man Liu glanced at Bai Yang and asked slowly.

Bai Yang trembled slightly all over and forced a smile and said, "I know."

Mr. Liu rolled his eyes, knocked Bai Yang's head hard, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know that if you miss the opening of the Sutra Pavilion, you will miss the only hope of practicing!"

Bai Yang's eyes were dim and he said to himself: "Even if he goes, there may not be hope."

"What nonsense!" Old Man Liu blew his beard, "You are just withering your blood, but it does not mean that you will not be able to practice in this life. Don't cause trouble with me after you do your job well, do whatever you should do!"

After saying that, he almost pushed Bai Yang to the kitchen door, and then he stuffed a warm little stone into Bai Yang's hand without hesitation.

Bai Yang took the stone, was slightly stunned, and looked down. It turned out to be a low-level spirit stone. When placed in the outside world, it would be a hard currency that would not depreciate, and at least one thousand gold coins could be exchanged for!

You know, a thousand gold coins are not a small amount of money, it is enough for an ordinary family of three to be rich for several years.

Mr. Liu patted his shoulder, "Take it and make some connections. Maybe you can meet a senior brother who knows how to choose the right technique for you. Old man, I can only come up with this. If it is not enough, then you must find a way for yourself."

"How can you be so embarrassed?" Bai Yang stuttered and wanted to refuse, but Old Mr. Liu didn't give him the chance to refuse. He glared at all and pushed him out of the kitchen, "Where did you come from so much nonsense, go quickly!" Then he slammed the door.

Almost all people in the kitchen are outer disciples who have no hope of cultivation. Mr. Liu is the same, but he is already old this year and has become a dispensable kitchen manager. A low-level spirit stone may be a large part of his property.

A warm current flowed through Bai Yang's heart, he looked at the tightly closed door, put away the spirit stone and turned away.

In the kitchen, several middle-aged handymen came up to ask, "Manager Liu, do you think Bai Yang has hope?"

Mr. Liu sighed and said, "It depends on himself whether he succeeds or not. Over the past six months, I have watched him turn from that lively child to his current appearance. This old man is really a sin."

The few of them also showed a look of regret.

Bai Yang was sent to the kitchen to work as a handyman after an accident due to an accidental woven bloodline. At first, he was very optimistic, but over time, some rumors around him frustrated and turned him into a taciturn character.

"Anyway, we can't let him spend the rest of his life in such a place like us." After saying that, Mr. Liu sent the others to work, and sighed and turned around and left.
Chapter completed!