Sign in at the beginning of the sage position

when……

The melodious bells echoed in the mountains.

Sanqing Hall.

More than a hundred teenagers stood in awe, and the two sect deacons beside them were saluting with the three statues enshrined in front of them.

"I have paid homage to Patriarch Sanqing. From today onwards, you are the official disciples of my Huayu Sect. You should work hard to cultivate, honor my lintel, and strive to become immortals as soon as possible."

"yes!"

In the important place of the sect, all the youngsters dared not make noise, but their eyes all showed excitement.

Only a weak voice came to the ear: "But I heard from the master, hasn't anyone in our sect become immortal for thousands of years?"

The voice was sweet and waxy, mellow and melodious. Everyone turned their heads, but it was a beautiful girl of eight or nine years old.

Hearing this, the black-clothed old man among the deacons was already furious, but when he turned around to see the beautiful girl, his expression became kind again, and he said with a sneer: "I can't become a fairy, it's because my younger disciples are not wise, but I don't know what to do." The sect has a long history, and if we go back to the origin, it can be attributed to the Sanqing lineage in the prehistoric period."

Speaking of this, he became a little proud again: "Gu Er, you must practice hard, and you must not slack off at all. Maybe there will be a day when you will become an immortal and be called a saint."

"Follow Master's instruction!"

The disciples became more and more excited.

Looking at the radiance of his companions around him, even though Lin Xiaoyao bent down to salute like them, he secretly sighed in his heart, the young people in this world are really simple and easy to deceive.

It has been more than a month since he went up the mountain, and he has inherited the memory of this body. As a traveler, Lin Xiaoyao naturally has a general understanding of his situation.

This is a world of cultivating immortals.

Call it the Great Desolation, but the name of the Great Desolation has long since disappeared, and the monks of the younger generation have even created a new era of cultivating immortals.

But if you say that it has nothing to do with Honghuang, many immortal sects in this world also claim that their orthodoxy is inherited from the lineage of a famous Daoist in Honghuang.

However, most of them talk about themselves, and the age is too old to be tested. For example, the Huayu Sect in front of them claims that they are actually from the line of Sanqing.

But according to Lin Xiaoyao's understanding, such rhetoric, even if it is not bragging, is probably only a certain outer disciple that Sanqing has accepted.

Therefore, not to mention proving the fruit of immortality, but getting Jin Mahayana monks, for our sect, that is also extremely ethereal.

Of course, for Lin Xiaoyao, a newcomer who has just stepped into the immortal way, although there are no immortals in his sect, there are still countless big bosses, and he is not something he can count on.

As for the outside, it is said that there are even more fights and killings, there are countless evil spirits, and occasionally even big monsters are born, so it is better for me to be a little bit.

I was thinking in my heart.

"Congratulations to the host, your system has been registered and is being bound..."

"The binding is complete, and the detection is started. This place meets the check-in conditions. Please choose the host. Do you want to sign in immediately?"

check in?

Lin Xiaoyao was stunned, and quietly glanced to the side, making sure that no one else responded, only he heard the mechanical and cold voice.

system?

The golden finger of the traveler finally arrived.

"System, sign in."

next second.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and obtaining the 'Saint Fruit Status'."

"what? What?"

Even though he knew the system was awesome, at this moment, Lin Xiaoyao was still in a mess in the wind. He wondered if there was something wrong with his ears, so he couldn't help asking.

However, the system did not reply, and then continued: "Would you like to claim it now?"

"no."

Lin Xiaoyao tried his best to hold back the curiosity in his heart, it's better to be more cautious, although the "sage status" didn't know if he heard it wrong, but it would be bad if there was too much noise.

He couldn't help looking at the statue of Sanqing in front of him.

"System, can I still sign in?"

"No, once a day, you can sign in repeatedly. The more important the place, the more precious the reward. Except for special areas, you can only sign in once... Please cherish every opportunity the host has."

That means, the Hall of Sanqing can only sign in this time for the time being?

...

Later, after the initiation ceremony was over, everyone left here, going back in twos and threes.

Lin Xiaoyao didn't go with others, but came alone to a heavily guarded outer building, but except for a few important seasons, almost no one would set foot inside the building.

Ancestral Hall of the Patriarchs.

Here is enshrined the tablets of the patriarchs of the past dynasties of the sect, so naturally the disciples also need to clean and take care of them, and occasionally add some offerings.

But compared to other internal affairs, it is a hard job.

It is very difficult to get in touch with the high-level people in the sect, let alone gain their favor and appreciation.

Of course, Lin Xiaoyao was assigned here, but he was not excluded by the sect. With the vastness of the immortal sect, how could he target his young disciple who just started?

As a matter of fact, the new disciples, except for today's beautiful girl named Zhiyan, and a few others with high talents, have already been favored by the sect master or the elders, and they have been directly accepted as personal successors.

The rest of the people need to be responsible for some internal affairs while practicing.

Or as the sword-holding disciple of a certain elder, or as the fire-burning boy in the alchemy room, and again, it is to take care of the medicine field or take care of the spirit beast.

And the worst thing is to clean some important halls.

However, Xianmen acts fairly and does not act arbitrarily, and each person's responsibility is determined by drawing lots.

It all depends on luck.

And the original owner of this body of his is an unlucky ghost with mediocre aptitude, so it is naturally impossible for him to be accepted as a disciple by an elder.

But when drawing lots, he was very unlucky, and got the job of cleaning the ancestral hall of the ancestors that everyone avoided.

Lin Xiaoyao was also very depressed at first, but now that there is a system, maybe it is his arsenic and my honey.

Now he needs a secluded place where he can live quietly without being disturbed.

"Forget it, it's important to receive the reward first."

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoyao became excited again.

The system seems to be saying "sage status", but he always finds it unbelievable. No matter how awesome the golden finger is, can he reach the full level at the beginning of the game?

"System, claim the reward."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Xiaoyao's head was in a daze, as if a great bell was ringing, and there were thousands of illusions in an instant.

Dense rules hang down from nothingness, run through the world, pull all things, down to dust and gravel, up to the heavens and myriad worlds, all in it.

The rotation of black and white, the alternation of yin and yang, is the sun, the moon and the stars, and the ups and downs of spiritual tides...

Countless worlds are disillusioned and reborn, and everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Is this the fruit of a saint?

Three Thousand Great Ways, Endless Laws!

The process of immersion lasted for a day, and it was not until late at night, when the moon was in the sky, that I finally recovered.

"Where's mana?"

Lin Xiaoyao was stunned. If he only had the status of a sage without the corresponding cultivation base, wouldn't it mean that he had a king account but no king skill?