"Senior brother, do you still remember the path of refining your heart a few years ago?"

The first seat of Baodan Valley, which had been silent, opened its mouth.

“How can I not remember?”

After hearing this, not only the Master Qingyu, but also the other elders and chiefs nodded.

That crisis in the path of refining the heart also made them feel a headache.

After finally thinking of a solution, he went to prepare to seal the extraterritorial demon.

But it turned out that the other party was gone.

Just like this time, there are no signs of fighting.

Originally, everyone was worried that the demon had already run away.

As a result, several years have passed, but it is still difficult to find its trace.

With his vengeful personality of the demons outside the territory, he has been imprisoned for tens of thousands of years and has long hated Huayu Sect. If he really escapes, he will never fail to take revenge.

So there is only one possibility, and he is also quietly extinguished.

Now that I think about it, the two things have some similarities.

"It seems that there is really a Mahayana ancestor in this sect who is secretly in charge."

"Yes, it must be!"

For a moment, the elders couldn't help but look excited.

Even the real person Qingyu is no exception.

Although it's just a guess, the possibility is still very high.

If it weren't for the seniors of this sect, how could it be that they would relieve the dangers of Huayu Sect at a critical moment every time?

"Okay, even if he is a senior ancestor, since he refuses to show up, we should not speak out. This matter needs to be kept confidential."

"On the other day, I will go to the ancestor's ancestral hall in person to worship. No matter whether he can hear it or not, he will express the feelings of our younger generations. There should be no rudeness."

"Yes, follow the Dharma metaphor of the head."

The elders bowed and bowed.

"Then it's all gone!"

After saying that, Master Qingyu stood up.

But his face turned pale and his body shook slightly.

"Senior brother, you..."

"It's okay, the injury has not healed."

Real person Qingyu waved his hand to indicate that it was nothing serious.

The head of Baodan Valley frowned slightly.

Among the elders, he is the weakest, but he is good at elixir and is the clearest about pharmacology.

Among all, the senior brother of the sect was the worst injured, and the demonic energy left by the other party in the eight extraordinary meridians was like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

It's definitely not that easy, it can be removed.

...

The ancestral hall.

When he woke up early in the morning, Lin Xiaoyao started to clean up skillfully with a wooden barrel, rag, and broom.

Five years have passed, and he has to do this every day, but he still enjoys it.

He was so diligent that the deacon, who was in charge of chores, felt a little embarrassed.

I have asked him several times if he wants to change his job.

Lin Xiaoyao shook his head.

Of course, I refuse without hesitation.

Just kidding, looking at the entire Huayu Sect, what else is there to be quieter and undisturbed than the ancestor ancestral hall.

And here is a place where you can sign in again, why do you need to change the place?

So Lin Xiaoyao refused to speak righteously.

He saluted seriously: "Thank you for your kindness, but your disciples are dull in qualifications. Even if you receive another chore, your cultivation speed may not be as fast as possible."

"It's better to stay in this ancestral hall of ancestors. First, I've been used to it. Second, this is a place that worships the ancestors of our sect. Being qualified to clean the place is also a blessing for disciples."

The deacon uncle was amazed.

Young people usually have an anxious temper, but they can be calm and do not seek improvement on the surface, but in fact they are more important to have self-knowledge.

Such a state of mind is really rare.

Unfortunately, the qualifications are too poor, and it is probably difficult to build the foundation. Even if the Qi-refining cultivator is free of illness or disaster, he will only live for hundreds of years.

What Lin Xiaoyao didn't expect was that his remarks made him name a little in the door.

Many people know that there is such a disciple who is willing to be lonely and cleans up the ancestral hall and is unwilling to move his seat, just like he always stays with the ancient Buddha in the green lamp.

Some people laugh at him as stupid, some people laugh at him as stupid, and some people think that he is not motivated.

However, some people also have a lot of favorability towards him.

After all, cleaning the ancestral hall of the ancestors is a famous chore.

However, someone must do it. Everyone was pushing and hindering, for fear that it was their turn. Now, someone will do it for them.

When Lin Xiaoyao learned that he was famous, he was very worried that he just wanted to be a little transparent person quietly and stay there, but he didn't want to attract attention.

But it turns out that he was overthinking.

Although his choice made the disciples amazing, who was interested in paying attention to his brother who was a simple and even a little bad?

What's more, don't seek to make progress.

So the heat passes quickly.

Cultivating immortals is like sailing against the current. Everyone is busy with their own cultivation progress. At most, when they hear it, they discuss it for a few words, and then they quickly throw it behind their minds.

This made Lin Xiaoyao breathe a sigh of relief.

So he returned to his peaceful life.

Cleaning, signing in every day, and having nothing to do, I wander around and staying in the world without competing with the world. I seem to be unmotivated, but I live a comfortable and peaceful life.

Moreover, his cultivation is increasing day by day.

Lin Xiaoyao is very satisfied with his current life.

Anyway, if he is meticulous to the level of saint fruit, he will never go out easily.

After all, although I heard that Huayu Sect is also a major immortal sect that is powerful in this radius of tens of thousands of miles, the world is very vast.

Endless.

In that farther place, even the very far place that our predecessors have never been to, God knows how many big shots there are.

Lin Xiaoyao didn't know and didn't want to explore it now.

Curiosity kills the cat.

He likes his peaceful life now and looks forward to signing in every day.

It can always bring new surprises to yourself, and of course, it often appears. Other immortal cultivators regard it as treasures, but they cannot use garbage.

It's a pity to abandon it.

He threw all such idiots into the system space.

That morning, Lin Xiaoyao was humming a song and cleaning the ancestral hall of the ancestors.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows.

Someone came to the ancestral hall?

You should know that except for some important days, the sect bosses will bring their disciples to worship, and rarely will anyone get involved here.

Isn’t it a monk of this sect?

What does the other party want?

But soon, Lin Xiaoyao knew that he was thinking too much.

The visitor was the head sect.

Qingyu Real Person!

Today seems not a day for worship, what is he going to do?

Lin Xiaoyao was a little surprised.

But his calm expression soon returned to his face.

It was as if nothing had been noticed.

Of course, I stopped humming.

He moved quickly, but he started cleaning the ancestral hall very carefully.

This was originally something he had done for five years, so he was naturally very skilled and serious, and he seemed even more meticulous.

The real person Qingyu, who was stepping into the door, looked at it and couldn't help but nod.

Although he deals with major affairs in the sect every day, some small or complicated matters are handed over to his disciples to take care of.

But unlike mortals, all immortals have abundant energy.
Chapter completed!