I don't know how long it took, under the warmth, comfort, and dazzling sunlight, Ning'an woke up slowly, rubbed his sleepy eyelids, looked around, and found that he was already in a strange stone house.

The room is not large, just enough to live alone in Ning'an. In addition to a window, there is only one bed and one table.

Ning An was stunned for a moment, and soon remembered what happened before. After he fell asleep on the back of the giant bird, he didn't know how long it had passed.

After getting up, I found a glimmer of light flashing in the middle of the table. I walked closer and took a closer look and found that it was a small white talisman.

There was a mysterious pattern on this small talisman, and there were a few lights on the pattern. Ning An looked carefully for a while before reaching out to touch it.

"Ning'an, after you wake up, someone taught you how to act. I hope you cherish this opportunity and practice with your heart." As soon as you picked up the small talisman, a few words of advice suddenly rang out from the small talisman.

At the same time, a knock on the door suddenly came, and a sound came, "Is there anyone inside?"

"It seems that it is the person who guides it." Ning An knew it in his heart and hurriedly opened the door. A young man, who was 10**, walked in with a smile on his face.

"I guess it's Junior Brother Ning?" The young man glanced at the young man with a tender face and smiled at the corner of his eyes. "Just call me Senior Brother Jia. Please follow me to the management room to register first, let's talk while walking."

"Senior Brother Jia" was infected by the young man's smile, and Ning An felt much more relaxed, but he was confused and said, "The management room? Where is that?"

Hearing Ning An’s question, the young man smiled even more. After all, some of the thorns he encountered in the past made him feel a headache. Many people who have come here cannot offend him, so they can only laugh with him.

The young man said as he walked out, "The management room is the place where work is allocated. Everyone has to do the work here, otherwise there would be no tribute."

"Gate tribute?" Ning An was even more confused, but he closed his mouth tactfully and stopped asking.

After stepping out of the door, my eyes suddenly opened. Every few feet there was a stone house. If you count it roughly, there must be at least a thousand. These stone houses are distributed in an orderly manner at the foot of a mountain, forming a group of stone houses, and some scattered people are entering and leaving.

There are lush tall trees in the stone house. Looking up along the trunk, I saw a faint cloud floating in the air above, and there was no limit at first sight. It looked like a mysterious and misty feeling.

The hazy clouds almost completely blocked the towering mountains, revealing only a little foot of the mountain. Ning An looked at the steep rocks and couldn't help but be shocked by its size.

Senior Brother Jia looked back at Ning An, smiled and said, "The Huju Mountain in our Jailing Sect is said to be thousands of feet high, and I don't know whether it is true or false. It is said that after the spirit is successful, you can go to the mountain to practice."

"It turns out that this place of cultivation is called the Sage Ling Sect." Ning An was stunned for a moment and said to himself, "I don't know what that Qi Ling is."

Senior Brother Jia seemed to know what Ning An was thinking and smiled slightly, "Junior Brother Ning, don't think too much. You just came here, and there must be many doubts. After a long time, you will naturally understand. It's useless to know these things now."

Ning An nodded, the two walked for a while, gathered in a small crowd, and half an hour later, they arrived in front of a very large yard.

At this moment, a small circle of people surrounded the gate of the yard, and a rough voice came from it, "What are you looking at, boy, I deliberately pushed you, what are you going to do?"

Ning An walked closer and saw two people confronting each other in a small circle. One of the boys was thick and strong. He was holding his arms and laughing at the opposite side of him who was thin and wearing a yellow shirt.

The young man in yellow rubbed his shoulders, gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, "You lowly man, I remember you. After I go back, I will report to my father that I will kill your nine clans."

"Yuyouyou, kill my nine clans. Do you know where this is? It's still so rampant here." When the thick young man heard this, he immediately looked fierce, rolled up his sleeves and slapped him with a palm.

"How dare you...dare to slap me in the face!" With a "slap", the boy in yellow was slapped hard, and after a while, he covered his cheek, howled in disbelief.

"What, I'm going to fight back." After the stout boy finished fighting, he listened to the cheers around and said proudly, "The people in the mortal world's royal family are no different from ordinary mortals here. I can't recognize this, so I advise you to get back quickly."

"That thick boy usually likes to bully the disciples of this big family among mortals," Senior Brother Jia shook his head and whispered to Ning An, "Let's go, we have to hurry up."

Ning An looked back with a gambler, glanced at the crowd around him, quickly followed the young man and entered the yard.

After passing the stone gate, he found that the space inside was larger, with neat blue bricks laying on the ground, and more than a dozen ancient houses and pavilions of all sizes were located in a certain direction.

Nearly a hundred teenagers in the yard were walking around, talking and laughing.

There is a plaque on the roof of each building. You can scan it at a glance, such as "dining room", "wooden house", and "buyifang". One of the exquisite houses is the management room.

This is the first time Ning An has seen so many peers. He opened his mouth slightly while walking, showing surprise.

"What are you still standing there? Come in quickly." Senior Brother Jia entered the management room first, turned around and looked at it, and found that Ning An was looking at something behind him, and he was extremely slow in his actions, and he couldn't help but urge him to start.

Being reminded by the young man, Ning An came to his senses, his face turned slightly red, and he ran two steps to follow him

The management office is not big, only a few people are busy with it, and there is another person sitting at the square table, lowering his head to tease something

An unknown little red beast was dodging left and right on the table. The fat middle-aged man in black looked flattering, lying on the table with difficulty, holding a green pill in his hand, leaning towards the little beast's mouth, whispering something in his mouth

After walking forward for another seven or eight steps, Ning An finally listened carefully and couldn't help laughing. He only heard the middle-aged man gently saying, "Little ancestor, take a bite, just take a bite, come on, see how thin you are."

Ning An was about to laugh out loud, but noticed that Senior Brother Jia had no expression at the moment, as if he had not heard anything, and the busy figures around him were also ignored. He thought for a while and held back the laughter.

The middle-aged man's eyes were squinting, almost becoming a slit, and his mouth kept laughing, but the little beast was unmoved at all. Whenever the green pill came to him, he jumped aside and avoided it.

Looking closely, I saw the little beast's palm-sized slap, red, round head, and a thin tail dragged on the tail, shaking casually, with wings growing between the two ribs, forming a sharp knife-shaped shape.

Ning An had never seen such a spiritual beast, but he had heard the old saying in the village that the world is vast and boundless, and there are all kinds of rare beasts. It is not surprising that there is such a beast here.

The middle-aged man only had the little beast in his eyes. He completely ignored the two people in front of him. After begging the little beast for a long time, he wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, then he shivered and touched his waist and took out a blue pill.

The blue pill has been gnawed halfway, revealing a jagged small tooth mark. The middle-aged man glanced at the pill and said with a bitter face, "Little ancestor, it's really half. I'll be gone after I finish eating it."

The blue pill was only the size of a bean, a faint white smoke slowly emanated from it. From a distance, Ning'an smelled a faint fragrance, refreshing the heart.

The little beast that had been jumping back and forth finally stopped. Looking at the blue pill, the dark eyes showed a humanized joy, and the body became blurred. When it appeared again, the two tiny forelimbs were already tightly holding the blue pill.

"This speed..." Ning An took a sip of air conditioning and looked at the wings of the little beast's sharp sword, and couldn't help but feel a hint of cold sweat in his palm when he looked at the little beast's sharp sword.

The fat middle-aged man showed heartache, and he also smacked his lips in his mouth. He watched the little beast quickly chew on the blue pills, and the meat on his face piled up together. Soon, the blue pills all entered the little beast's belly.

After eating, the red beast flapped its wings with satisfaction, shook its head and flew towards a corner of the table, stopped beside a cloth bag, arched the bag slightly with its head, and skillfully drilled in.

After the little beast disappeared, the middle-aged man sighed and picked up the cloth bag and carefully put it in his arms.

Seeing this, Senior Brother Jia took a step forward and said softly, "Manager Zhang, I brought you a new person who entered the mountain yesterday."

Manager Zhang sorted out his clothes and looked solemn. He pulled out a jade slip from the table. After checking it carefully, he smiled, "Ning'an, right? Are you still used to living?"

Senior Brother Jia was stunned when he heard this. This manager would be kind to people with some backgrounds. Is this young man who is not good-looking?

"It's great, thank you for your concern." Ning An was the first time he saw this manager. He remembered his mother's instructions, and as if he were to the old man in the village, he hurriedly bent down slightly and said respectfully.

"That's good. There are some miscellaneous items from the introductory disciples here. Please keep them carefully and let Jia Rui take you around casually. Don't worry about the work. Come again after you think about it." Manager Zhang's eyes narrowed into slits, and he took out a package like a magic trick from his waist.

Ning An hurriedly took two steps forward, took it from the manager, and thanked him

"Why are you polite? Okay, it's the first time I'm here, let's have a walk more." Manager Zhang waved his hand and said indifferently.

Senior Brother Jia knew it clearly, gently pulled Ning An's arm and walked outside.

Manager Zhang looked at the backs of the two of them slowly leaving, shook his head, and murmured, "Li Junhou, who is the new Jindan stage, has great potential. Qingxia Peak's head is quite old, and Li Junhou is likely to take over the position of head. This young man is the only person Li Junhou has brought to the sect for so many years. Tsk, I have to pay more attention."

"Junior brother, look, this is the wooden house, mainly for making furniture, the skills required, second only to the iron shop, so I got a lot of tribute here. The most important thing is much easier than those rough tasks such as carrying water, chopping wood, cooking rice, etc.," Jia Rui led Ning An into a medium-sized courtyard and said enthusiastically.

In the past half a day, he led Ning An to walk around the entire workplace of the introductory disciples, explained it with all his heart and strength, and carefully explained the interests of it.

"Carpenters can get ninety points in a month?" Ning An stood at the door of the wooden house, looking at the thirty teenagers who were working non-stop, with a happy expression on his face.

"Don't just think about the benefits. Many people cannot master this carpenter's skills for half a year, and of course they can't make any money." Jia Rui sighed. He had been in the wooden house for a while, but he wasted almost three months and did not make money. He gave up.

Ning An smiled, changed the subject and suddenly said, "Senior Brother Jia, you said you can participate in the spirit-opening ceremony by saving up three thousand tributes. What is the ceremony?"

"The Spiritual Enlightenment Ritual" Jia Rui said with a look of yearning when he heard this question, but his expression was a little troubled. After a while, he spoke and said, "It is the first step to get rid of the body of a mortal. After the spirit is successful, the unique magic power of an immortal will be derived from your body, and then you will be considered to have truly embarked on the road to cultivating immortals."

Ning An heard this and thought for a while, then said, "What if it fails?"

"This ceremony focuses on a fairy fate. People without a spirit account for the vast majority. The fairy fate has not arrived, so you should not force it. But you are still far from it. You should save enough tribute points first. It takes ordinary people basically three years to save enough." Jia Rui said with a smile.

"Immortality" Ning An couldn't help but feel confused when he heard this.
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