Muchen had never understood the situation of these small sects before, and he did not expect them to be so weak.
Actually, it’s not a problem if you think about it.
After all, Tianlan Sect is also a third-rate sect, and is much stronger than those less-rate sects.
Comparatively speaking, Tianlan Sect has a large number of geniuses who have been searched from various places or have come to its door themselves, as well as rich cultivation resources, which are far beyond what a small sect can compare with.
Most of the monks from small sects were selected from the larger sects, and it was their turn to be accepted as disciples.
In other words, any disciple in the Tianlan Sect can be said to be a genius if placed in the Qingyang Sect.
It is this gap that causes strong sects to always be strong, while weak sects can only survive and rarely have the opportunity to develop and grow.
Most small sects can only grow if they get lucky and accidentally receive disciples with excellent talents and train them.
For Mu Chen and the other two, the Qingyang Sect Master simply asked some questions, and after confirming that they were not spies from the hostile sect, he accepted them into the sect.
The two of them took the disciple tokens of the Qingyang Sect and followed the fat old man to a place inside the gate to receive the mission. They pointed inside and said: "Okay, you go in and collect the supplies for the new disciples. If you are still satisfied with what you received yesterday."
If you have a place to stay tonight, just stay there, or you can spend spiritual stones to buy a good place to stay."
Muchen and the others followed what he said and took the tokens to enter the place where they received the mission.
"Are you new disciples? I remember that the next recruitment of disciples will be in two months."
The administrator took a look at their tokens and asked curiously.
"We were recruited by Elder Qian."
"So that's it."
The administrator nodded, handed the two storage bags to Muchen and the others, "There are some elixirs, three spirit stones and some other things in them."
"Thank you."
Muchen took the storage bag and hung it on his waist without even looking at it. The contents inside were probably not even worth ten spirit stones, so they meant nothing to him.
However, Ye Yu seemed very excited and carefully looked at the contents of the storage bag.
Muchen didn't bother to change his residence, so he simply lived in the previous mansion.
A few days later.
"It will take a certain amount of time to return to the peak of cultivation. The most important thing is to enhance the ability to protect yourself, or to repair the demon corpse first."
Muchen made up his mind to find a way to repair the demon corpse.
If you want to repair the demon corpse, you must have enough blood. Human blood is the best, but now you can't find so many damn guys for him to kill, so you can only settle for the next best thing and use monster blood.
The biggest problem is that after joining this sect, it is not so easy to go out.
Muchen thought for a while, and simply went out to take on tasks. In this way, it was not unusual to stay outside for ten days and a half, and naturally no one would suspect him.
Early the next morning, Muchen went to the place where he received the mission, intending to see if there were any missions.
He did not take Ye Yu with him, but planned to set off alone.
After glancing at the tasks on the task stele, Muchen immediately complained: "What a violation of the rules!"
What left him speechless was that there was a stipulation for all outing missions, that is, at least three disciples must set off together.
According to the analysis of the think tank, this should be a kind of helplessness belonging to the small sect.
After all, it is not easy for a small sect to recruit disciples, and the rule of three disciples starting together can be regarded as a protective mechanism. After all, there is strength in numbers.
How can he hunt monsters and repair monster corpses if he brings two people with him?
Forget it, let’s find a way to get out first.
Muchen hesitated for a moment, and could only choose to compromise. He would first find people to form a team to go out, and then find a way to get rid of the people and act alone.
"Who should I call?"
Muchen looked around, and there were some disciples in twos and threes around him who were checking the mission.
"You two, do you want to form a team?"
Muchen walked towards the two monks, patted one of them on the shoulder and asked.
"No, don't hit me."
The man turned around, his expression changed drastically when he saw him, and he ran away in a panic.
The people around him also ran away.
What's going on?
Muchen thought about it for a moment, and then remembered that the other person was one of the people he had taught him a lesson before.
"Hey, don't run away. I can't eat people. You're just scared."
Muchen shouted, trying to keep the person.
But the other party ran away without looking back as if he had seen a ghost. This scene left Muchen speechless.
Hey, there seems to be someone who looks familiar over there?
When Muchen turned around, he found that there was another person not far away who was preparing to leave furtively.
"Stop."
Muchen immediately stepped forward and grabbed the other person's shoulders, glanced at him and sneered: "So it's you, kid."
What he caught was none other than the stupid guy he had taught him a lesson before.
"Haha, Brother Mu."
The stupid man laughed twice, and his laughter was uglier than crying.
"Your boy recovered very quickly. I haven't seen him for a few days and he's bouncing around again. What's wrong? He doesn't want to see me."
Muchen grabbed the opponent tightly, leaving him no chance to escape.
"No, no, we are all brothers in the same sect. There is nothing to hide from. The past grudges are over."
"That's good. Seeing as you look like this, you probably want to take on the mission. Let's just form a team and go out together."
Muchen patted the other party's shoulder.
"Actually, I just want to take on the task of cultivating spiritual plants."
When the stupid man heard this, he immediately felt that Muchen was trying to trick him into teaching him a lesson, and he immediately said with a grimace.
"You are a monk who entered Taoism through martial arts and cultivated spiritual plants? Do you think I am a fool?"
Muchen's expression suddenly darkened.
This terrifying look made the big fool who had seen Muchen's tricks feel nervous, and said hurriedly: "Actually, I also want to go out for a walk. It would be great to have Brother Mu with me."
"That's right."
Muchen nodded with satisfaction, thinking that this boy knew the current affairs.
"Brother Mu, look, there are only two of us, and there is still one person left who can't get out."
The silly guy said with a troubled look on his face, he wished he could not find anyone so he wouldn't have to go out.
"Then just find another one. Those people didn't all listen to you before. You must have a high prestige in the sect. Finding someone is not a casual matter. Go find it quickly. I'll wait here.
You, you have an hour."
Muchen immediately decided to hand over this task to the silly guy. He was not afraid that the other party would run away. If he ran away, the monk would not be able to escape from the temple.
"Okay, I'll go find it right now."
Having shot himself in the foot, the stupid guy had no choice but to accept it and go find someone else.
Not long after, the stupid guy brought another unlucky guy with him.
Muchen looked a little familiar to this unlucky guy, and with the bruises on his face that had not yet gone away, he knew without even thinking that he must be one of the people who had been beaten before.