Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

Just as Wang Fu's trembling palms touched the next stone step, the sudden sound completely shattered his hopes, a hundred steps, a hundred steps...

He laughed miserably, and a mouthful of blood flowed out of his mouth. He tilted his body, buried his head and passed out.

"Ha... they are mediocre people from a small mountain village after all." Zhao Zelin took a few steps to Wang Fu's side, took out a dark pill, and roughly pressed it into Wang Fu's mouth.

Wutong Village and the sect still have some connections, and with the addition of two disciples with superior spiritual roots, Zhao Zelin really can't help but die. Of course, the most important thing is that he is worried about causing Yun Ningshuang's disgust. After all, that is his own Taoist companion.

In the cold night, Zhao Zelin left alone, leaving Wang Fu to sleep on the cold stone stairs. It was not until the early morning of the next day that Zhao Zelin reappeared.

A ray of sunshine came over, and Wang Fu woke up leisurely.

He found that he was still lying on the stone steps. Fortunately, except for the pain in his face and his weak body, there were no other injuries.

"Are you awake? When you wake up, it's time to report to the handyman's office..."

Zhao Zelin's voice came coldly, and then Wang Fu felt the clothes on his back being grabbed, and his whole body flew up. A strong wind roared in, making him burst into tears and his cheeks hurt.

"If you don't want to go blind, just close your eyes." Zhao Zelin snorted coldly, and Wang Fu quickly closed his eyes. At this moment, he missed Senior Sister Yun Ningshuang's boat very much.

After a while, Wang Fu felt that his speed had slowed down. He opened his eyes carefully and saw that they had arrived at a mountain peak. This mountain peak was far worse than Luoxia Peak and was not even close to the foot of the mountain.

An ordinary, square courtyard is located on a mountain peak. On the plaque in front of the door, there are three characters "Common Service Department" written crookedly on it.

Wang Fu was casually thrown to the ground by Zhao Zefeng. He grimaced in pain and rolled a few times before regaining his balance. He did not dare to look directly at him for fear that he could not hide the anger in his eyes, so he could only curse and swear in his heart. .

"Okay, this is the handyman's office. You can go into the report yourself." Zhao Zelin clapped his hands, left a word, and then activated the golden leaf flying magic weapon again and disappeared, not even wanting to say another word to Wang Fu. .

"damn thing……"

Wang Fu cursed secretly and patted the dust and grass clippings on his body.

He sighed and understood that he had not been able to climb to the end of Qianya Road within the stipulated time, so he could not become a formal disciple and could only be a handyman disciple.

"Uncle Wu said that as long as you break through the fourth level of Qi refining within ten years, you can become a formal disciple and enter the outer sect to practice. Since the path of Thousand Cliff Stone Steps has failed, then I will take another one. In ten years, I will I don’t believe that I can’t break through... So what about the handyman disciples, as long as they work hard enough and are attentive enough..."

While Wang Fu kept comforting himself, he took off his bloody tattered clothes and put on the change of clothes his mother had prepared in his bag.

Throwing away the dirty clothes, Wang Fu walked towards the house in front.

"Hey, that kid...what are you doing here..."

A middle-aged man with a big belly came out of the house. He looked at Wang Fu with his small eyes and looked at Wang Fu's dirty face with disgust.

"Is this the miscellaneous office?" Wang Fu asked cautiously. Although he had only been in Luo Yu Sect for two days, he had already seen the rules here clearly.

Big fists and high cultivation are the way to go, and inferior strength is inferior to others. At this time, he can only seek opportunities by being cautious. He is not a reckless man.

"This is Xiaodong Peak, one of the four miscellaneous peaks of the Luoyu Sect. I am Feng Dafu, the head of Xiaodong Peak. Who are you and what are you doing here?" The middle-aged man looked at the sky where Zhao Zelin left, and then looked at it again. Wang Fu.

He was a little unsure about the background of the sloppy boy in front of him. Not many people were sent here personally by his senior brother who owned a flying magic weapon.

"My name is Wang Fu. I just joined the Luo Yu Sect two days ago. Today I am reporting to the Miscellaneous Affairs Office." Wang Fu slightly arched his hands.

"Oh? I joined the sect two days ago, why are you reporting today?" Feng Dafu touched his greasy chin and looked at Wang Fu again.

"This..." Wang Fu groaned.

Seeing this, Feng Dafu asked: "Do you know who the person who just sent you here is?"

"The person who sent me here?" Wang Fu was startled, and then he realized that the fat man in front of him was also looking for food. Wang Fu didn't mind pulling the tiger skin, "Oh, you mean Senior Brother Zhao."

"Which Senior Brother Zhao?" Feng Dafu quickly asked.

"Zhao Zelin, Senior Brother Zhao, he sent me here early in the morning." Wang Fu felt a little funny when he saw the fat man so excited, but he didn't lie, he just changed his tone, as if he was very familiar with Zhao Zelin.

"Zhao Zelin, Zhao Zelin...but the Zhao Zelin who was the disciple of Elder Sun?" Feng Dafu's eyes widened.

"There should be no other person with this name in Luo Yu Sect." Wang Fu said.

"I didn't expect it was really him."

Feng Dafu's qualifications are very poor. With his fifth level Qi refining level, he can only be a handyman because of the people above him. He always knew a little bit about all the big and small things in the Luo Yu Sect, including which disciples were talented and which disciples were accepted by the elders as their direct disciples. He knew more or less about it.

He has long remembered Zhao Zelin's extraordinary talents in his heart. No one above him wants to offend him casually, let alone him. After the boy in front of him entered the sect, it took two days to report that he was probably with Zhao Zelin. I would not believe it if he said that they had nothing to do with him. So what if he is a handyman disciple? As long as he has this kind of relationship, even if his qualifications are not good, he can still find a good job in the Luo Yu Sect in the future.

"Hehe..." Feng Dafu forced a smile and led Wang Fu to the yard. "Junior brother, you are new here. I will take you to register and collect the things for the errand disciples."

"Then I will trouble you, senior brother." Wang Fu was quick-witted and knew that he had succeeded in pulling the tiger skin and raising the banner. As for whether he would be discovered in the future, he didn't care so much and just took care of the present.

Feng Dafu led Wang Fu to the house and introduced Xiaodong Peak to Wang Fu along the way.

It turned out that Luoyu Sect had four errand peaks, which were not far apart. They all provided various materials for the formal disciples of the sect. They either cultivated spiritual plants and spiritual rice, or raised spiritual chickens, ducks, pigs and other edible spiritual birds and beasts, or produced spiritual food for spiritual beasts and insects, or cultivated and cared for low-year spiritual herbs and medicines, etc.

In short, the task of the errand peak is to serve the formal disciples of the sect.

The tasks of the errand peak are big and small, some are easy, and some are difficult. As for how to distribute them, it is all up to the arrangement of the person in charge, and the power is not small.

After hearing this, Wang Fu was glad that he had taken advantage of the situation, otherwise this fat man would have assigned him an extremely difficult task. Now, it shouldn't be a big deal.