"Have you heard that the boy named Qin Yan was appointed as the manager of the Waste Danfang."

"What, there is such a thing. Is that kid a fool? Is he willing to have such a junk position?"

"What, Senior Brother Qi, you don't know. That Junior Brother Qin was not voluntary."

"It's not voluntary. Did he offend Uncle Ding?"

"Senior brother is smart, he will be right as soon as he guesses. I will tell you, this is the thing..."

...

As the saying goes, good things don’t go out, bad things spread thousands of miles apart. Moreover, as the person involved, neither Qin Yan nor the uncle Ding, wanted to hide it, and deliberately or unintentionally revealed the matter.

So soon, the cause and effect of this matter, along with the punishment Qin Yan was punished forever, and it quickly spread throughout the entire Immortal Sect.

While people were surprised and shocked, they laughed at Qin Yan for not losing rice. As the saying goes, you don’t have the ability to take care of porcelain. What do you do when you go to the medicine garden? This is a very careful and difficult job.

Now, not only did I not earn the three spirit stones a month, but I offended Uncle Ding to death and would have to do it for the rest of my life.

Deserve it!

Not to mention ordinary disciples, even the real person in the head shook his head and sighed when he heard this. The boy took it upon himself. Since Mr. Ding did not hurt his life, it is normal for him to punish him.

Everyone is responsible for their actions. Who made that kid so recklessly flatter and slap his feet?

In short, Qin Yan made a clever plan and achieved his goal very successfully. No one suspected that he became the manager of the deposed Danfang and became a self-defeating fault.

And this is exactly what Qin Yan wants.

There is no flaw in this matter, and it is perfect.

What he has to do now is still dormant. After a while, this matter has lost its popularity in the sect. No one will pay attention to his unlucky little shrimp, and he can obtain a large amount of waste pills for cultivation.

Of course, now we don’t do anything. First of all, we have to go to the Danfang to report.

Qin Yan came to the choreographer and deliberately showed a reluctance on his face.

There were people pointing at him along the way, and Qin Yan's expression became more and more bitter and revenge.

"Did you see it? That's Junior Brother Qin, who offended Uncle Ding and was demoted to the manager of the deposed Danfang."

"It's so pitiful. This is the most trashy position in the entire sect, without any oil or water."

"Who said no, but he also took it upon himself. He was not capable of flattering him."

...

Qin Yan turned around and glared at the gossiping person, and laughed on his face. In the end, Qin Yan hung his head like a defeated rooster.

Of course, there was actually no dissatisfaction or anger in his heart. Everything seemed to be different from what he expected. This time the trick was too perfect.

"No, this is your token, please take it."

A cultivator in his thirties threw a waist card into Qin Yan's hands, with a cold expression. This kid offended Mr. Ding and was demoted to the manager of the aborted alchemy house. He had basically no future in his life, so he naturally would not give him a good face.

"oh!"

Qin Yan was dejected and took the card with a look of mourning and approving the exam. Without thanking him, he turned around and left the escort supervisor.

However, the staggering steps give people the feeling that they have been old for a full ten years.

Afterwards, he did not rush to take office, but was slow to do it. After all, he had to do a lot of play, so of course he had to act reluctantly at this time.

A few days later, it was not until the Immortal Sect urged me that Qin Yan finally rushed to the abandoned alchemy house.

The Waste Dan House is not far from Lingdan Peak, located next to it is an unknown hill, which is only a hundred feet high, with thin spiritual energy and no earth fire. At the Immortal Gate Main Route, it is a very inconspicuous place, and there is not even a name. However, because the Waste Dan House was built here, people simply named it Waste Dan Peak.

Although the mountain is not high, the vegetation is dense and the scenery is quiet. However, when Qin Yan climbed up the mountain path, he couldn't help but complain: "This waste pill is really garbage in the eyes of ordinary monks."

No wonder he said this, because along the way, there was no ambush at all times, and everyone could travel freely.

While Qin Yan was moved, he felt happy.

Being so unrestrained, it would be normal if some of the elixirs were stolen, but it would be no wonder for yourself.

But soon Qin Yan realized that he was really thinking too much.

After a while, when he arrived at the top of the mountain, what caught his eye was a large area of ​​buildings, pavilions and towers, which were also gorgeous and magnificent.

Although the abandoned alchemy house is not valued, the cultivators are richer than kings and princes, so this kind of building will naturally not cut corners and try to repair it as best as possible.

Qin Yan nodded with satisfaction and walked into the building in front of him carelessly.

Then I saw several teenagers of seventeen or eighteen years old, looking lazy and playing with each other.

Qin Yan was stunned and then quickly realized that these guys should be mates responsible for the affairs of the de-dan department.

They were also shocked when they saw Qin Yan, because there was no other reason. The abandoned elixir house was like birds that could not shit. Naturally, there were no monks coming here to patrol.

Especially after the fall of the Immortal Master Xu, it seemed like he had been forgotten by the sect.

Is the person in front of me going the wrong way?

or……

Although the servants were mortals, most of them were smart and soon had speculations. So a servant who looked older and seemed to be the leader immediately showed a respectful expression, ran over, bowed, and asked, "I'll tell you, what's wrong with me?"

"May I have your name?"

"The little one is called Sun Yun." The young man was not dissatisfied with Qin Yan's answer to the question, but instead said respectfully.

"You are their leader?"

"Yes!" Sun Yun answered truthfully: "The youngest is the agent manager here."

"What, the agent manager?" Qin Yan was stunned.

The other party saw his doubts and explained bitterly: "I will not hide it from the Immortal Master. Since the disappearance of that Immortal Master Xu, the position of the deposed Danfang manager has been vacant, so the small agent is appointed."

He spoke tactfully, but Qin Yan understood that it was because this position was too trash and all the disciples of the immortal sect abandoned it like grass.

Qin Yan also showed a very depressed expression on his face. After all, he wanted to act and could not make people suspicious. He sighed: "From today, I will be the manager of the Waste Danfang."

He said that, taking out his belt.

Sun Yun had no surprise on his face, obviously he had already realized it. He thought to himself that the immortal master in front of him was also a bad luck, but he still looked respectful on the surface. He took the waist card and checked it correctly, so he saluted with other servants: "Sir, please see the manager."

"Get up."

Qin Yan was very frustrated, but he was also easy-going, which made the servants relieved. The waste pill house was relatively closed. They didn't know the news outside. They could guess that the immortal master in front of him was exiled to this place because he offended the person. Fortunately, this is a good-tempered guy and should not take his anger on himself.

Then Qin Yan asked them to be busy and asked Sun Yun to lead the way. After all, this place will be his own territory in the future, and he also pointed to the useless pill to practice. He must have some knowledge and visit.

Half an hour later, after the inspection, Qin Yan's expression seemed to be in a dream.

"This is too casual!"

He knew that those who had used elixirs to cultivate immortals could not take it, so he was not valued. The reason why he hoarded it and did not throw it away at will was just a long time habit.

Because this is also made of land with countless treasures of heaven and earth. Although it failed, I always feel distressed when I threw it away. And many alchemists expressed their unwillingness to accept it. They have been studying a technique.

The waste pill can be tempered twice. Even if the finished pill cannot be tempered, it can be taken at least, or it may be more harmful than good after being treated.

Unfortunately, I never succeeded.

They have never given up.

It is precisely because of this that the waste pill has been preserved. If one day the secondary tempering technology is successful, wouldn’t it turn waste into treasure?

But then that's it, people also know that hope is slim.

After all, the alchemists who have declared success for tens of thousands of years have been proven to be liars in the end.

So although I have the habit of hoarding waste pills, the management of the sect is very chaotic. Basically, the pills that failed to be refined are sealed in containers and then sent here to accumulate, with no accounts or records.

No one knows how many depleted pills are there, including the managers of the depleted pills.

Knowing this, Qin Yan was stunned on the surface, but was ecstatic in his heart. This was God's help from me. He was thinking about how to take it away not only if he was not discovered, but even pretended to be stolen. Now he realized that it was simply a waste of time.
Chapter completed!