Just half an hour after Ye Lin left, a strong man walked towards the stone tablet in the back mountain, and this strong man was Zhang Liang.
"Not bad, not bad, the moon tonight is just right."
Looking at the huge full moon in the sky, Zhang Liang nodded with satisfaction.
The reason why he practiced in the sparsely populated back mountain was because he found a yellow-grade upper-grade technique on a chores disciple who had just entered the sect when he robbed him earlier.
The Shenyue Gong, this technique requires spiritual energy and moon energy to practice, and progress is rapid.
The yellow-grade upper-grade technique is a technique that only inner disciples can access. He knows the principle of being guilty of holding a treasure, so every night when it is quiet, he quietly comes to this deserted back mountain to practice.
Just as he was about to sit down and practice as usual, he glanced at the corner of his eye and stopped immediately.
"What is that?"
Zhang Liang muttered, and pushed aside the weeds on the side, and suddenly, a yellow cloth bag appeared in his eyes.
Seeing the yellow cloth bag, Zhang Liang was delighted. He could tell at a glance that the bag was exclusive to the inner disciples.
It was a thing that represented the identity of the inner disciples.
And what was in it was the things of the inner disciples, and none of the things of the inner disciples were simple.
Then Zhang Liang happily opened the cloth bag and saw a black thing in it.
"What is it? Strange."
After saying that, Zhang Liang put his hand in, and suddenly a foul smell came into his mouth and nose. The next moment, Zhang Liang threw away the cloth bag in his hand, looking at the black and yellow thing in his hand, his face was full of disgust.
"Damn, bad luck."
Zhang Liang used his spiritual energy to drive away the monster shit on his hand, cursed angrily, and then began to sit cross-legged to practice.
On the other side, Ye Lin was looking at the spirit stone in his hand and was worried.
He forgot that he didn't have any skills, and didn't know how to absorb the spiritual energy in it.
Spirit stones are divided into: low-grade spirit stones, medium-grade spirit stones, high-grade spirit stones, and top-grade spirit stones.
One medium-grade spirit stone is equal to one hundred low-grade spirit stones, and so on.
"Forget it, but I seem to remember that it's written like this in the novel."
The next moment, Ye Lin held the spirit stone in his mouth, and suddenly, a trace of spiritual energy flowed into his body, but without the guidance of the skills, the spiritual energy began to enter his body and strengthen every part of his body.
Aware of his own changes, Ye Lin was happy, and it was indeed correct.
One night passed in a flash. The next day, Ye Lin opened his eyes and looked at the remaining nine spirit stones, feeling helpless.
Without the skills, relying on his instinctive absorption, he only absorbed one low-grade spirit stone in one night.
But he could feel that his body was strengthened.
Name: Ye Lin
Cultivation: Qi training level 1
Fate: Black (many disasters)
Numerology: [bad luck] [insight]
Destiny: Half a month later, he participated in the chores competition, fought with Zhang Liang for the position of chores consul, and was beaten to death by Zhang Liang.
Recent opportunities: None
[Bad luck]: Bad luck, such as falling down when walking, and being cheated on when getting married.
[Comprehension]: Superb comprehension, extremely fast comprehension of various techniques, the same technique, it takes three months for others to comprehend, but you only need a few days.
Looking at his own panel, Ye Lin was delighted, this is the first level of Qi training?
However, after seeing his own fate, his heart jumped.
There is not much difference between the menial disciples.
After all, everyone has incomplete spiritual roots and the same starting line, but for the convenience of management, a big competition will be held half a month after the new disciples enter.
And this big competition is once a year, when all menial disciples will participate, and there are many masters of Qi training level one and two.
In the end, ten people came out of the duel.
The nine people are the menial team leaders, and the strongest person is the menial consul.
Becoming a menial consul can not only manage all menial disciples, but also obtain a yellow-level middle-grade martial arts.
After all, managing menial disciples is too time-consuming. It is better to select the ten strongest menial disciples and let them manage themselves.
That is so, but these positions are not open to new menial disciples. All the old menial disciples are competing for them.
Spiritual roots are divided into: incomplete spiritual roots, low-grade spiritual roots, medium-grade spiritual roots, high-grade spiritual roots, and top-grade spiritual roots.
"Huh, I have already reached the first level of Qi training. If I exchange a set of skills at the sect and absorb the remaining nine spirit stones, I can enter the third level of Qi training or higher."
"But it is not enough. I must take the position of menial consul."
Ye Lin murmured. He must participate in the menial competition and take the position of menial consul for the middle-grade yellow-level martial arts and the freedom of being unmanaged.
And his primary goal now is to obtain a set of skills. With the skills, he can maximize the spiritual energy in the spirit stone.
Instead of absorbing ten points of spiritual energy, eight points of spiritual energy will be scattered, leaving only two points to strengthen the body.
"Get out of here. What time is it? Are you still sleeping? Do you think you are still in your own home?"
At this time, the wooden door, which was not strong to begin with, was shaken violently by Zhang Liang's slapping, and Zhang Liang's angry curses could be heard from outside the door.
Ye Lin immediately packed up everything, put the token in his arms, and opened the wooden door.
"Come out."
Looking at Ye Lin in front of him, Zhang Liang cursed and pulled Ye Lin out.
Ye Lin was then taken to an open space by Zhang Liang, and five errand disciples were already standing on the open space.
"Okay, the five of you, stand still, and you go in too."
Zhang Liang said coldly to Ye Lin, who nodded and stood in the middle of the five people.
"Now, welcome to join my Qingyun Sect and become a chores disciple, and now, I will give you the first task."
"That is, go to the medicinal field to pick herbs, let's go."
After Zhang Liang finished speaking, he walked forward, followed by Ye Lin and six others.
"Captain, don't you issue martial arts in the sect?"
At this time, Ye Lin came to Zhang Liang and asked quietly.
Hearing this, Zhang Liang glanced at Ye Lin and then said.
"Martial arts? It's a good idea. The sect is not your nanny. If you want martial arts, go to the sect's Sutra Pavilion to exchange them yourself."
"Captain, what do you exchange with? Silver?"
At this time, another chores disciple came forward and asked.
"Silver? Humph, the stuff used by ordinary people is useless here."
"Remember, use points to exchange. Whether it is the skills, martial arts, weapons, or elixirs in the sect, they are all exchanged with points, and points are the rewards issued by the sect for your daily labor."
"Of course, working for me is your blessing, so there is no point reward."
"Of course, you can also exchange with treasures, such as spirit stones. As long as five low-grade spirit stones, you can exchange for a yellow-level low-grade skills."
After Zhang Liang finished speaking, the others were angry, but they did not dare to show it, otherwise they would be beaten again.
But spirit stones? They don't have that stuff at all.
Hearing this, Ye Lin's eyes lit up. Five low-grade spirit stones, he has them.
"Don't be discouraged. Do what you should do honestly. After working for three years, you can exchange for a skills."
Then, everyone came to a huge medicinal field. The spiritual energy in the medicinal field was rolling, and taking a breath made people feel refreshed.
"Okay, go in, carefully collect these herbs into this frame. Remember, don't destroy the herbs. If you destroy one, you can't afford to pay for it even if you are killed."
After Zhang Liang finished speaking, the rest of the people trembled violently.
"Okay, go."
Looking at the hard work of collecting herbs, Zhang Liang looked very satisfied.
Originally, the errand disciples did not have to work within half a month after entering the sect, but during this period, various errand captains began to move.
They received tasks from the task pavilion, and then the new errand disciples completed them, and they got points for free.
After all, who doesn't like free labor? As for who is disobedient? Don't worry, no one will be disobedient.
Ye Lin, who walked into the medicinal field, was shocked, then his eyes narrowed, and he glanced at Zhang Liang. The next moment, a transparent panel appeared in front of him.
Name: Zhang Liang
Cultivation: Qi training level 3
Fate: White (incomplete)
Numerology: [A little luck] [Shocking swordsmanship]
Destiny: Half a year later, he followed the outer disciples down the mountain to exorcise demons, but was unexpectedly sucked of his entire body by a Qi training level 5 evil demon.
Recent opportunities: While strolling in the medicinal field, he found a mutated spiritual fruit at the end of the medicinal field. After swallowing it, he stepped into the fifth level of Qi training in one fell swoop.
[A little luck]: A little luck, always able to pick up something when going out.
[Shocking swordsmanship]: Has a unique understanding of swordsmanship, and has made rapid progress in the way of swordsmanship.
After reading the panel, Ye Lin was stunned.
There are spiritual fruits in the medicinal field?
And Zhang Liang's fate has also become incomplete, and his fate has also changed.
It seems that robbing others of their opportunities can weaken their fate in disguise.
Ye Lin murmured in his heart.