"Wen Mo, from now on, you will be responsible for the cleanup of spirits and filth in these three places: Cangsong Courtyard, Qingyun Courtyard and Qiushui Pavilion. This is the cleanup road map, the hearse, and the cleaning tools are all here. Remember, you will do your time every day
Start working, and you must complete your work and return here before midnight, otherwise other disciples will see you and kill you as an infiltrator! In addition, every morning, you must carry a hundred jars of water from the back mountain to the outer gate Lingshan Hall, and then again in the afternoon.
Go to the back mountain volcano forest to cut down three volcanic cedar trees, chop them into spiritual firewood and send them to the fire control room of Lingshan Hall. This is your daily job, are you clear?"
A veteran handyman disciple said to Mo Wen arrogantly.
Mo Wen's face remained unchanged and he nodded stiffly.
"Work hard and you may have the opportunity to become a full-time official in the future. If you are lucky, you will be chosen by one of the inner disciples as a swordsman. It will be a blessing that you will never be able to achieve in three lifetimes." The handyman disciple patted Mo Wen's shoulder.
, looking like a senior.
After the handyman disciple left, Mo Wen unfolded the animal skin in his hand. It was a simple building layout diagram with a simple map of three building complexes. However, many places were blurred and only the names of the areas were marked.
, there are red words on it marking the prohibition of approaching. There is only a green line connecting the three places. Each green dot represents a royal house.
Naturally, the cleaning of spiritual filth refers to the cleaning of the cesspool in the latrine. Although the spirit sword master can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, he still cannot do without grains and grains. The lower the realm, the more filth will be excreted, because the spirit sword master of the lower realm is excreted.
In a period of initial physical transformation, Mo Wen needs to take in a lot of spiritual energy from food every day to replenish his body's consumption. The three places Mo Wen was assigned to are all residential areas for outer disciples, and the first two villas are for male disciples.
, and behind it is the residence of female disciples.
Outer disciple... Mo Wen fell into deep thought. After careful consideration for this trip to the Wuwei Sword Sect, he had to choose this method to sneak in. The Wuwei Sword Sect is no better than the Lingyu Sword Sect. He only needs to not alert anyone to the Lingyu Sword Sect.
Then he left quietly. This was all he needed to hide from the Mountain Guarding Sword Formation, but Wuwei Sword Sect was here to kill people. As the son of the leader of Wuwei Sword Sect, Zhou Qingshu had a vital stake in life and death. Once he died, he would probably
It would alarm the whole sect. If he sneaked in without identity cover, he would definitely be found out immediately. He was able to hide the sword formation of the mountain guard because the sword formation was only in routine operation and not fully activated, and the Wuwei Sword Sect's
The Sword Origin Ancestor is not a decoration. Once exposed, there is no possibility of escaping safely.
The most important thing now is to find Zhou Qingshu's location, but the information these outer disciples know must be limited. It seems that we should start from the inner disciples or true disciples.
On the second day, before dawn, Mo Wen drove the convertible hearse and pulled several large sealed toilets towards the nearest Cangsong Courtyard. Because of this special work, he was specially issued with work clothes and
Mask, the whole body is wrapped in tight fabric.
There is no curfew in cultivators' sects, but out of habit, people are still unwilling to move around at night, so the roads are deserted, with only some disciples with special habits wandering by from time to time. However, when I saw Mo Wen's special clothes and
The carriage immediately avoided him like a plague.
Soon, the carriage entered Cangsong Courtyard and reached a corner. Mo Wen took off his work clothes, released the third-order humanoid puppet from the sword pouch, and then put the clothes on the puppet. Although the humanoid puppet was tall and tall,
Big, but not out of the category of a normal person, it can only be said to be tall, and the overalls are relatively loose robes, so there is nothing unusual about them on a humanoid puppet.
After the humanoid puppet put on his work clothes, he drove the hearse away. Mo Wen took out a set of inner disciple clothes and replaced the handyman disciple clothes, and then hung a sword command around his waist. The sword command was Mo Wen's.
When it comes to imitation of the Illusion Forbidden Realm, it is impossible to tell the truth from the truth at the Jian Yuan Realm. Of course, the forged identity of Wuwei Sword Sect is definitely not registered, and it will definitely be revealed upon verification, but it is enough to temporarily conceal the identity.
Mo Wen took out another ordinary first-grade high-grade sword pouch and hung it on his belt. His body moved and disappeared into the darkness.
Mo Wen pushed Qingyun Step to the extreme, his body was like a ghost in the dark night, and soon left Cangsong Villa. When he encountered disciples who could not avoid it, Mo Wen automatically slowed down and walked past at a normal speed. Those disciples
How could the outer disciples dare to step forward to question him? Instead, he immediately stood still, bowed and saluted, calling him senior brother.
In this way, Mo Wen quietly passed through the outer gate area and entered the inner gate area. In the inner gate, the number of spirit sword masters active at night increased significantly. The more advanced the cultivation level, the less impact it would have on some of the habits of ordinary people before.
, some people even reverse their day and night schedules for the sake of cultivation.
"Stop! Which peak are you a disciple of? Why haven't I seen you before? Where's your name tag?" An inner disciple stopped Mo Wen, his eyes full of vigilance.
Mo Wen's eyes flashed, and he judged the identity of this person's deacon disciple from the mark on the other person's sleeve. He was an inner sect deacon disciple, and should be a patrolling disciple at night. Mo Wen met many outer sect deacons on duty in the outer sect.
Disciple, how could those disciples dare to question Mo Wen when they saw the clothes of an inner disciple? But when they arrived at the inner sect, Mo Wen's clothes were not so easy to use.
"I've met my senior brother. I'm a newly promoted inner disciple of Xichen Peak. This is my name tag." Mo Wen held up the name tag on his waist.
Seeing Mo Wen's actions, the deacon disciple's expression was obviously relaxed. He took Mo Wen's name tag and inspected it carefully. If nothing was found wrong, he handed the name tag back: "It turns out to be Junior Brother Mo Shan. Recently, because of the envoy of the Sect,
If you are going to come, all the palaces and peaks of the sect will be on alert and offended."
"Junior brother, I understand. Thank you for your hard work, senior brother." Mo Wen said politely.
The deacon's disciple's expression completely softened, he was in a good mood and left with a few words of instructions.
Mo Wen squinted his eyes and watched him go away. He stepped forward and followed him like a ghost.
Ji Zhuofan finally walked around the area he was responsible for twice. Seeing that the hour was approaching, he hurriedly ended his night's duty and returned to his residence a little tired.
Inner sect disciples already have the right to choose their own caves. Ji Zhuofan's cave is located on a medium-sized spiritual peak in the inner sect. Because it is not yet dawn, the entire spiritual peak is quiet, and his return does not disturb anyone.
people.
Ji Zhuofan formed a sword seal to open his own defensive sword array, and stepped in.
"Brother, come back!"
A delicate girl wearing the uniform of a registered disciple came forward with a sweet smile on her face.
Ji Zhuofan was refreshed for a while, smiled and pinched her cheek: "I'm a little tired today, so I won't guide you in your practice. You can go to the outer door to listen to the sword platform to practice by yourself. Don't disturb me until now."
The girl smiled shyly: "I understand, senior brother."
Suddenly the girl was startled and looked behind Ji Zhuofan in surprise: "Did senior brother come with his friends?"
"Friend?" Ji Zhuofan was stunned and was about to turn around, but he felt a terrifying wave of spiritual consciousness pouring into his sea of consciousness, drowning his consciousness instantly.
When Ji Zhuofan woke up again, he found that he was in his cave, with the unconscious girl swordsman lying beside him. And he was shocked to find that his sea of consciousness was completely sealed by a mysterious force, and not a trace of spiritual consciousness could be released.
Out, this is tantamount to sealing his strength, because without the power of spiritual consciousness, the sword energy in the Dantian becomes a decoration and cannot be mobilized at all.
In a panic, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be a person standing in front of him. He quickly looked up and saw that the inner disciple Mo Shanzheng, whom he had interrogated not long ago, was looking at him with an indifferent expression.
"You, who are you?" No matter how slow Ji Zhuofan is, he understands that there is definitely something wrong with the young man in front of him!
"You have only two choices now, one is to obey my orders, the other is to die."
"You want me to betray the sect? Impossible!" Ji Zhuofan said excitedly.
Mo Wen glanced at him lightly, then a fiery red fruit appeared in his hand and placed it on the table next to him.
"I don't ask for much, I just want to ask you a few questions, and keep the silence you deserve before I leave. If you do this, this spiritual fruit will belong to you."
"This is..." Ji Zhuofan's pupils shrank and he stared at the fruit: "Blood Yuan Fruit!"
He had seen this kind of spiritual fruit in a set of spiritual medicine maps. It had the effect of cutting hair, cleaning marrow and improving spiritual roots, and would definitely make any low-level spiritual sword master go crazy.
Ji Zhuofan's breathing became rapid: "Is it really for me?"
His cultivation has been stuck in the late stage of Jianmai for five years, and he has not made any progress. He knows that his qualifications are limited and his potential has been exhausted. In the future, he may have to step down from his position as an inner disciple and become an elder of the outer sect.
Otherwise, he would not apply to become a disciple of the Deacon. But with this blood essence fruit, as long as his spiritual root can be improved, even just a little bit, he can successfully reach the perfection of the sword vein, and in the future, he can survive to the sword gang with time.
The realm is not impossible, and you will be able to become an inner sect elder when the time comes! Even though there is only one word difference between an outer sect elder and an inner sect elder, their rights and treatment are completely different!
"What do you want me to do?" Ji Zhuofan quickly made a decision, loyalty? What is loyalty? Is it a panacea or can it be eaten as a meal? It is not worth mentioning at all in the face of actual cultivation.
"Tell me where Zhou Qingshu's cave is?" Mo Wen said calmly.
"Zhou Qingshu?" Ji Zhuofan narrowed his eyes and said with some hesitation: "What are you looking for him for? His father is the headmaster of Wuwei Sword Sect. It is said that the Supreme Elder also loves him very much. If you want to cause trouble for him, I advise you
Give up this idea immediately."
Mo Wen said coldly: "What I do with him is my business. Now tell me where he lives?"
(No, I drank today. I feel dizzy. I can’t concentrate and my thoughts keep wandering. That’s it for this chapter. I’m sorry) dd