In the eyes of those true teachings or inner disciples, Li Cheng was just a small person.

But for those ordinary disciples, he is a noble person who controls his own life and death.

What you get from working in a good place is much better than a bad place.

So when Wang Yu followed Li Cheng out of Qianlong Peak, those ordinary disciples were so envious of it.

"Junior Brother Wang Yu, there are three places you mentioned: one is to manage the sect’s miscellaneous warehouse, the other is to do the sect’s house and the third is to guard the back mountain."

The three places Li Cheng mentioned are all things that are not very good or bad, but very clean.

Without hesitation, Wang Yu directly chose to clean the building.

Seeing that he made the decision, Li Cheng nodded and took him to an unknown mountain in person.

At the same time, he took out a set of servile services from his storage bag and handed them over.

"I will go and say to the elder of the Jinglou later. Just go and sweep the floor every three days. This must be worn, and it can help you avoid ban attacks."

After taking it, Wang Yu followed him up the mountain and stopped in front of a huge open space at the top.

There are not many buildings here. There is a five-story wooden building in the middle, and there are two rows of low small houses on both sides, which look like about four or five rooms.

After Li Cheng finished speaking, he took out a jade pendant from his arms and walked straight to the Sutra Tower, while instructing Wang Yu to wait in place.

Not long after, he came out again, and along with him, there was an old hunchback.

"This is Mr. Zhou who is in the management building. You must respect it. Sweeping tools are in the wooden house next to you. Remember to maintain and work hard, and don't let Senior Brother Xiao Lin down."

Li Cheng tried a few words and the person left.

The rest of Wang Yu and the hunchbacked old man stared at each other with big eyes.

"Boy, what's your name?" Old Zhou asked in a silence of fat man.

"Wang Yu."

"Well, there are no taboos here. You can't get into Jinglou anyway. Just work hard for a month, and then go back and forth."

Wang Yu nodded, pointed to the wooden houses on both sides and asked, "Which room should I live in?"

"It's up to you, don't call me if you're fine."

Old Zhou waved his hand and turned back into the building.

Wang Yu thought about it and chose the outermost room.

After pushing the door in, I saw a wooden bed, and there was no other furniture, but there were brooms and shovels on the walls.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, took out what Xiao Lin gave him, looked carefully for a while, and then circulated the spiritual energy in his body, shattering the elixir and jade slips.

No matter what attention this extremely popular senior brother pays, Wang Yu will not accept his things.

I accepted it before and even asked Li Cheng to arrange things, just to stabilize the other party.

It will take him a year or even half a year before Wang Yu will have the confidence to attack the foundation building. Judging from Qinglian's words, the sword cultivator in the foundation building stage will usher in a qualitative improvement.

Let’s see, he has never been a coerced person. As long as he gains strength, Wang Yu can become his true self.

The three major sects have been in a row for thousands of years?

After picking it up, it should be very interesting, right?

...

A side peak at Qianlong Peak of Danjian Sect

If Xiao Lin is the king who is willing to serve under his command, then Ye Qinghan is the domineering person.

He is ruthless, has high strength, and is extremely protective of his shortcomings.

If we look at our own realm, he can be considered the number one person under the Golden Pill, even if Xiao Lin is in front of him, he will be inferior.

And most importantly, Ye Qinghan is a native disciple of the Danjian Sect. Although he is not the direct descendant of the head, he has a very high status in the hearts of some old people.

In the misty clouds, he sat cross-legged on a cliff, with the guqin playing in front of him. As Ye Qinghan continued to play, the very unpleasant sound of the piano tortures the ears of the other disciples.

"Senior brother, talent is really important!"

A female disciple closest to Ye Qinghan comforted him, "Let's not force yourself."

"Yes, your energy should be focused on your practice, not these irrelevant things."

This time I spoke a young man with a simple face and dark skin.

Ye Qinghan stopped his finger helplessly and turned to look at the group of junior brothers and sisters behind him, "Why don't you appreciate it? I played it very well."

"Yes, yes, we ordinary people can't appreciate it."

It was still that young man, his name was Ye Bi, and he was Ye Qinghan's cousin.

"Oh, it seems that I'm really good at playing the piano with a cow. Is there anything interesting thing recently? Is that guy Xiao Lin still buying people's hearts everywhere?"

Ye Qinghan took the Qin back into the storage bag and asked softly.

Ye Bi scratched his head, "There is no fun, but Xiao Lin seemed to have found another talented disciple, who is a newcomer from Xiao Lianhua Peak, and is said to be born with all the meridians."

"oh?"

Ye Qinghan narrowed his eyes. Although all the meridians were weaker than those Taoist bodies, it was also an amazing talent.

Moreover, it was from the Little Lotus Peak, which means that Xiao Lin was digging the corner of the blue lotus.

Thinking of the man's care for him, Ye Qinghan decided to take care of him.

Seeing that he was interested, Ye Bi told him all the news about Wang Yu.

"Well, I look really talented. Do I work with the old man who is lustful? It seems that I have to go there in person."

Ye Qinghan murmured to himself.

...

Jinglou doesn’t care about food, so if Wang Yu wants to fill his stomach, he can only do it by himself except to go to the cafeteria.

Compared with the former, the latter is undoubtedly much more convenient.

So for several days, Wang Yu was playing wild game on the mountain.

After completing today's sweeping task, he is ready to go back to practice.

Mr. Zhou suddenly moved out of the building with a chair. The sky was bright and it was a good time to bask in the sun.

The old man was holding a book in his hand, spitting on his hand, and chuckling and flipping the pages.

His usually gloomy face is a bit vulgar at this moment.

Wang Yu looked at it for a while and then went back to the house. When he came out again, he was holding a flat-foot sword in his hand, and he wanted to go to the mountains to find some food.

"Boy, you eat so well every day, and you won't be filial to me. Is it so difficult to respect the elderly and love the young?"

The old man's hoarse and low voice sounded. Wang Yu was stunned for a moment before he realized that the other party was talking to him.

"Old Zhou, if you want to eat, you will serve me naturally, and wait for me for a while."

After Wang Yu finished speaking, he left the Jinglou directly, looked for a small path, and searched in the mountains.

The old man didn't care. When he saw the wonderful things in the book, he couldn't help but blush and shouted loudly!

Not long after, Wang Yu walked back with a pheasant. When he finished processing and made a beggar chicken, he was about to send it to Mr. Zhou to eat, he accidentally saw the cover of the book.

The name on the line above made Wang Yu feel like he was completely broken.

"Miss Zhen fights Old Man Liu"

What book is this?
Chapter completed!