"What should we do?" Old Ma furrowed his brows in distress and said, "It feels a little troublesome."
Lu Chen glanced at him and said, "Maybe they aren't here for me."
Old Ma was stunned and said, "Then who are they here for?"
"You." Lu Chen looked at Old Ma's fat face and said seriously, "To be able to open a shop in such a desolate alley, he must be a fat sheep that is easily deceived. I think that's what that little girl is thinking. "
"Get lost!" Old Ma scolded angrily and then took out a book as thick as a finger and threw it at him. Lu Chen caught it and flipped it open to take a look. At the same time, he asked, "What is this?"
"Some of the most famous people in the Kunlun Sect, the young geniuses of the younger generation, the children of the aristocratic families with deep backgrounds, and some people with eccentric temperament and behavior. Brief information about them, including Dao techniques, magical treasures, and so on, are all written on it. In addition, there are also some situations in the Kunlun Party's main halls. You can take a look when you have time. After you have written it down, burn this book. "
Lu Chen was silent for a long time. The joking expression on his face disappeared and he sat up straight. Then, with a serious expression, he said to Old Ma, "Thank you for your hard work."
Old Ma grinned and said, "This kind of thing should be shown to people who understand. Only then will it be satisfying."
Lu Chen sighed and said to him, "With this kind of ability, you can actually do a lot of big things. It's a bit of a disadvantage to hang around with people like me."
Old Ma said, "In this world, is there anything bigger than what you want to do?"
Lu Chen sneered and put away the book. Then, he picked up the wine pot and poured wine for Old Ma and himself. At the same time, he asked, "About the person we are looking for, what do you know?"
Old Ma shook his head and said, "I have no clue. We do not know anything about that person, whether he is a man or a woman, whether he is old or young, whether his cultivation level is high or low. Other than knowing that he is hiding in the Kunlun Party to do something big, we do not know anything else. "
Lu Chen raised his cup and clinked it with Old Ma's, then drained it in one gulp and said, "Take your time to find it."
…
Three days later, Lu Chen went to the Kunlun Mountain and joined the Kunlun Party, becoming a Kunlun disciple that was envied by most mortals.
This was a layer of dazzling halo, like a gilded and dazzling coat, draped over his body. To outsiders, it looked so glorious, except for the insiders who were also on Kunlun Mountain.
Just as Old Ma had said before, although the Kunlun Sect, which had a history of five thousand years, usually paid the most attention to rules and integrity, after so many years, the persistence passed down by the founding master was still flexible.
Apart from the five hundred new disciples who were officially accepted during the grand Immortal Appraisal Meeting, Kunlun Sect had secretly added another two hundred and fifty people into the sect. Lu Chen was one of them. Unfortunately, his innate aptitude was considered to be the worst among all of them.
In the Cultivation World, talent and talent were based on the Five Elements Wheel in the Dantian of the Sea of Qi. The more Divine Pillars, the higher the talent. Generally speaking, only disciples who had at least two Five Elements Divine Pillars would be accepted by famous sects like the Kunlun Party. The hope of a First Pillar disciple was too small, and the loss outweighed the gain by placing spiritual materials and resources on such a person.
Yes, Lu Chen was the kind of person that the loss outweighed the gain, but this kind of person was not rare in the Kunlun Mountain, because who did not have the dream of becoming an immortal? No matter how bad one's talent was, there was always a little hope.
Besides, even if there was no hope of becoming an immortal, if one could get some opportunities in the Kunlun Mountain and practice some magic, not only would one's strength increase greatly, one's life would also be extended a lot. Why not?
This kind of thinking was naturally human nature. As for the high and mighty elders of the Kunlun Sect, it was impossible for them to care about these small matters. Who didn't have a close relationship with someone? Furthermore, it wasn't like they were sent in for free. Therefore, in such a bright and slightly gray background, Lu Chen safely and calmly entered the Kunlun Party, without attracting anyone's attention, and became a servant disciple with the lowest position in the Kunlun Party.
However, since he was of the lowest position, the Kunlun Party would not keep idle people, so Lu Chen was quickly arranged to go to the "Baicao Tang" of the Kunlun Party, and like the many other servant disciples, he grew all kinds of spiritual herbs for the Kunlun Party.
…
The majestic Kunlun was the first famous mountain in the Western Land. From a distance, one could only see the majestic peaks rising and falling, and the clouds were like waves. In the deepest part of the huge mountain range, the clouds gathered like a vast ocean, and as far as the eye could see, one could vaguely see the four faintly discernible figures of strange peaks floating high above the clouds. It could be said to be a magical place that seized all the creation of heaven and earth.
However, this kind of immortal spiritual land, historically, only the most elite part of the Kunlun Party could set foot in it. Ordinary servant disciples did not even have the qualification to go near it.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Chen had already entered the Kunlun Party for a month.
Over the past month, he was no different from the people around him. Everyone woke up early and slept late every day, working hard for the spiritual herbs in the Kunlun Immortal Family's spiritual fields, hoping that one day they could get a lucky chance and stand out from the crowd.
There were many servant disciples in the Kunlun Party. It was said that among the one hundred thousand disciples, perhaps sixty to seventy thousand were such people. To some extent, it was the hard work of the countless common people at the foot of the mountain and the many servant disciples on the mountain that supported a small part of the elites of the Kunlun Party.
As for the Baicao Tang, after Lu Chen came here, he was given a spiritual field of one mu, so that he could plant spiritual herbs. Every time it was harvest time, he had to hand in a fixed amount of harvest, and then he would be considered to have completed his task. If he did not hand in enough, he would be punished, and if he had an extra harvest, he would be rewarded. Most of the servant disciples relied on these extra harvest that they had worked hard to obtain in exchange for a little hope of standing out in the future.
Hope was the most beautiful thing, was it not?
For most people, it was, but for Lu Chen, it was not.
He quietly lived in the Kunlun Party, and then quietly observed the giant Kunlun Party in the shadows of the crowd. After slowly familiarizing himself with the situation here, he also began to touch the things he wanted little by little.
Of course, that mysterious Devil Cult spy was still nowhere to be found. But in this month, Lu Chen had already learned some things: for example, the two Supremes of the Kunlun Party, Hakushin Jinkun was in closed-door training on the mountain peak among the clouds all year round, while Supremes Tianlan went to the immortal city of Zhenxianmeng, and seemed to be very busy.
This year, the Kunlun Party had accepted more than seven hundred new disciples. Fortunately, there were many talented newcomers, but those were phoenixes that flew up the branches, and had almost no interaction with sparrows like Lu Chen.
And Hong Chuan, whom he had met before, had indeed left the Kunlun Mountain a few days ago. It was said that he had gone to the distant Northern Region to hone his state of mind and cultivation.
When Lu Chen heard the news, he sighed for that friend in his heart. But very soon, he thought that he would be very quiet and would be dormant for a very long time in the Kunlun Mountain, but suddenly there were waves.
It was one afternoon a month after he went up the mountain. At the edge of the forest where his spiritual field was located, he once again saw a familiar person coming out of the forest. It was Yi Xin.
That day, Yi Xin's face seemed a little pale. Although her face was still so beautiful, she seemed to be a little absent-minded and did not notice that among the many servant disciples working in the spiritual field not far away, there was Lu Chen.
Lu Chen quietly turned around, thinking that Kunlun Mountain was so big, if he missed it today, he might as well not see it again in the future. Trouble!
Then, he suddenly heard a scream coming from behind. The voice was sharp, and for some reason, it suddenly reminded him of the journey in the Land of Chaos. Lu Chen shook his head and sighed, thinking that it was troublesome …
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