It is said that one of the disciples who entered the school five years ago drew lots and caught the work of sweeping the ancestor's ancestral hall.

Among the many internal affairs of this sect, this is a job that the disciples don’t like very much.

After all, it is impossible to become a sword-holding disciple of an elder, and you can often come into contact with senior masters.

With a single point, you can avoid many detours. If you perform well, you may even have the chance to be directly taken to the elders and become disciples.

The fire-burning boy who can't reach Baodan Valley can get in touch with many useful knowledge of alchemy and pharmacology.

Even going to the Spirit Beast Courtyard or taking care of the medicine field will make you more promising.

Although the work of sweeping the ancestor’s ancestral hall is not very heavy and hard, it is too lonely and has almost no chance to get in touch with the seniors of this sect or other immortal fates.

Therefore, the disciples avoided it.

The disciples who were drawn by the lot were helpless and looked despairy.

Usually, when the March period expires, you can't wait to go to the Memorial Department to get a new homework.

Moreover, this trend is not limited to this generation of disciples. This sect has always been like this since ancient times.

But five years ago, something strange happened.

The disciple who was arranged to clean the ancestral hall did not complain, and was like a loss of his parents. Three months later, he actually took the initiative to receive the same job.

And this has been done for five years.

Five years have been around.

No complaints, I enjoyed it.

Even the deacon of the jury department felt a little apologized and couldn't get over it. He took the initiative to ask several times whether he wanted to change his job.

But the other party refused harshly.

He also laughed and said that he had poor qualifications and that any internal affairs he did was the same. Changing a chore may not be helpful for his practice.

Why not just clean the ancestral hall of the ancestors?

He was already familiar with it.

Secondly, I am very grateful that I was able to be accepted as a disciple by the Huayu Sect, but I suffered from my poor cultivation and could not serve the sect.

Being able to clean up the ancestors of this sect has done its best.

At the beginning, when I heard from my nephew talk about this, Qingyu Zhenren didn't take it seriously.

I just feel that this young man is self-aware and knows how to be grateful, and has such a filial piety.

However, at this moment, I personally stepped into the ancestral hall of the ancestors and saw him sweeping the floor there very seriously, wiping the table, and not letting go of the dust in any corner.

It seems serious, but also enjoys it.

True Man Qingyu couldn't help but nodded secretly.

If you are not arrogant or impatient and know how to make choices, your mental state is really good.

Among young disciples, he is also outstanding.

A flash of inspiration in his eyes, and he used his divine power to check the young man's spiritual root qualifications.

But he sighed again.

It's just that kind of poor spiritual root.

Although you can practice, you are destined to be slow and achievement is limited.

Even if you work hard, you may not be able to build a foundation in your life.

Otherwise, he intended to introduce the young man to his disciple and let him be his disciple.

But now, this idea has been dispelled.

When he approached, Lin Xiaoyao seemed to suddenly find the visitor and couldn't help but be shocked.

Then he saw clearly that it was the head master, and he quickly bowed and bowed deeply: "Disciple pays homage to the head master."

"No gift."

Facing this junior who is not qualified but diligent and polite, Qingyu Zhenren seemed very kind and asked: "How many years have you been here?"

"Return to the head of the sect, five years and two months."

Lin Xiaoyao checked in every day, regardless of wind and rain, so he remembered the time very clearly.

"It's been five years, it's really not easy!"

Real person Qingyu sighed: "Do you really feel it's hard?"

“Not bitter.”

Lin Xiaoyao's face was full of a firm look: "The disciples are already satisfied if they can worship Huayu Sect and do their part to the sect."

"Um."

True Man Qingyu praised it, but did not say it again. With his eyesight, what the other party said was true or false, and he could clearly identify it at a glance.

"I want to worship all the ancestors, you can retreat first!"

"yes!"

Lin Xiaoyao lowered his head and bowed, then prepared to bow and leave the place.

However, just as he moved his footsteps, the voice of Qingyu Zhenren came to his ears: "Wait a minute."

"What are the instructions of the head master?"

Lin Xiaoyao was a little surprised and did not hide his emotions on his face, which made it seem reasonable.

"You can take this bottle of pill!"

However, the other party blew his sleeves and a light of inspiration held a medicine bottle and slowly flew towards him.

Lin Xiaoyao hurriedly reached out to take it, pulled out the bottle plug, and what caught his eye was a pill the size of a broad bean, fragrant.

"Marceal Cleansing Pill!"

"Master, you are..."

Lin Xiaoyao's expression was both surprised and a little frightened.

The performance of a low-level disciple encountering this situation vividly.

"This marrow-cleaning pill is helpful to the progress of the magic power of Qi-refining cultivators. Although you have ordinary qualifications, you have a good mood. As long as you work hard, you will not build a foundation for a day. Although the immortal path is hard, since you have embarked on this path, you should not give up easily."

Lin Xiaoyao was a little confused.

Is this a reward for yourself?

So... I have met a rare immortal fate?

Although it was of no use to him, he immediately lowered his head and showed a respectful and grateful look: "Thank you for your teachings from the head, and I will remember it."

After saying that, he was not polite, and happily put the bottle of marrow washing pill in his arms.

Then he bowed again: "Disciple leaves."

"Go!"

Real person Qingyu waved his hand.

No more to say.

Of course, he was not really interested in Lin Xiaoyao, the inconspicuous young monk, nor did he see any clues from him.

It was just because the other party was calm, but unfortunately his qualifications were too poor. It would be extremely difficult to build a foundation.

He also praised him for cleaning the ancestral hall of the ancestors for five years, working hard all the time. Even though he had no great achievements, he also worked hard, so he helped him.

So I helped me with a bottle of marrow washing pill.

This pill can enhance the magic power of Qi Refining Cultivators, allowing them to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

I hope it can help him go further.

Of course, the specific situation and whether the foundation can be built in the future depends on the little guy himself.

True Man Qingyu was just a moment of feeling something, and he did it with ease.

Of course, I didn't really take this matter to heart.

After all, even if that kid has something to offer, his qualifications are too poor, he may be able to help him, but he cannot give too much support.

As the head of a sect, the most important thing is to be fair in dealing with things.

The cultivation resources are limited, so you must only give priority to those talented disciples.

It is not biased, but a trade-off.

Only in this way can we prevent our sect from weakening, but continue to make progress.
Chapter completed!