The Koushan Sect is located in the territory of Zhao on the edge of the southern territory of Nanzhandi. It was once the leader of the four major sects of Zhao. Even the entire southern region is quite famous. However, now it has declined and its status is no longer as glorious as before. It has no longer been the same as before. It is now considered to be the last in Zhao State.

In fact, the Kuoshan Sect was not originally named this name, but a cultivator who caused a sensation in the entire southern region appeared a thousand years ago. This man called himself Kuoshan Ancestor and forced the name of the sect to Kuoshan Sect. He was domineering and almost plundered all the treasures of the sects of Zhao State, and was incredibly glorious.

But now, things have changed. The ancestor Kuaishan has been missing for more than 400 years. If life and death are not unknown, there may be future troubles. I am afraid that it has been annexed by other sects. The Kuaishan Sect has sunset. In addition, Zhao State has limited resources, even if those who are excluded by the other three sects need to recruit traitors, they still need to go out to tie them up, not to mention the open opening of the sect and recruiting disciples.

Following the man in green robe, Meng Hao walked on the mountain path of the Kuangshan Sect. Everything around him was like a Taoyuan, with strange stones and strange trees everywhere. Between the green mountains and green waters, there were luxurious lofts in the clouds and mists, as if tiles were paved with jade. Meng Hao sighed repeatedly, but the fat man around him cried all the way, which made Meng Hao feel a little ruined the artistic conception of this place.

"It's over, it's really over this time..."

"I want to go home. I have big steamed buns at home and fish at home..."

"Damn it, damn it, I should inherit the family's ancestral field in the future and become the master. I have a few concubines. I shouldn't be a choreographer here..." The fat man shivered and murmured with a sad face, tears in his eyes.

He muttered all the way until half a cup of tea passed, and a cold voice came from the man in the green robe walking ahead.

"Say another nonsense and cut your tongue directly."

The little fat man shivered suddenly, his eyes showed strong fear, and he quickly covered his mouth, and his body trembled even more violently.

This scene fell into Meng Hao's eyes, which made him suddenly feel that things were not as beautiful as he thought, but he had a firm personality. He took a deep breath at this moment and didn't say much.

It was not long, and on the hillside of this mountain, Meng Hao saw the rolling clouds in front of him, revealing several rows of flat houses. Seven or eight young men were wearing the same thick tuft gowns, sitting tired outside the house. They also noticed Meng Hao and others, but most of them ignored them.

Not far away, on a rock, there was a young man wearing a light blue robe. The man had a slightly longer face, like a horse's face, and his clothes were obviously more luxurious than those young men, with a cold expression. But after seeing the man in green robe walking with Meng Hao, he stood up and respectfully bowed to the man in green robe.

"Meet the senior brother."

"These two are new servants to go up the mountain. Please explain to arrange your residence." The man in the green robe looked impatient. After saying that, he turned around and didn't even look at Meng Hao and the others, and walked away.

After he left, the young man with horse face sat down cross-legged again and glanced at Meng Hao and the fat man coldly.

"This is the North District Servant Department. The Kuanshan Sect does not raise waste. Since you two have arrived here, you will be a Servant for half a 60-year-old. You can go down the mountain on the expiration date. If you escape halfway, there will be many beasts in the barren mountains and no life. Get the Servant Shirts, and from then on, you will be isolated from the mortal world and be a Servant with peace of mind." The young man with horse-faced face looked at Meng Hao and the others and spoke coldly.

The little fat man's body was even more trembling, with despair in his eyes, and Meng Hao's expression seemed very calm. There was an inexplicable spirit hidden in his eyes, which made the young man with horse face pay more attention to Meng Hao. He had seen many young men arrested for being chores here for many years. There were not many calming people like Meng Hao in front of him.

"You have a good mind and a traitor. You don't have to be half a year old when you wait for a traitor. You can practice on weekdays. If you can reach the level of Qi Condensation, you will no longer be a traitor and you can be promoted to a disciple of the outer sect." The young man with a horse face spoke lightly, shook his big sleeves, and immediately appeared in front of Meng Hao and the little fat man, with a thick tufted gown on it, with a wooden sign the size of a thumb engraved with the word "miscellaneous".

In addition, there is a booklet with three small characters written on it.

Condensation coil.

These three small words fell into Meng Hao's eyes, and immediately made Meng Hao's breathing become a little rapid. He stared at the booklet tightly, and what instantly appeared in his mind was the seventh level of Qi Condensation mentioned in the words of the man in the green robe to the cold-faced woman before.

"The first level of Qi Condensation can become a disciple of the outer sect. The woman who caught me is the seventh level of Qi Condensation... What is Qi Condensation? Could this be the legendary method of cultivating immortals?

This should be considered the wages of being a traitor. Although this wage is not silver, if it can be taken out, it will be sold for 100 gold!” Meng Hao was moved, and grabbed his long gown and wrapped the wooden sign and the booklet.

"The Seventh Room in Xishou is your residence. From tomorrow on, your job is to chop wood. Each person has ten trees every day. If you can't do it, don't eat." After the young man with horse face said, he closed his eyes.

Meng Hao took a deep breath, imitated the other person's previous appearance, clasped his fists and bowed, and hurriedly walked towards the house. This place seemed to be a courtyard house that had been expanded many times. According to the door signs outside the flat houses, he found the seventh room in the west, and pushed the door open and stepped in.

The room was not big, and there was a table besides two small beds. Although it was simple, it was very clean. After sitting down on a bed, the fat man could no longer hold on and started to cry.

He was only twelve or thirteen years old, but his voice was extremely loud when he cried, and even outside, he seemed to hear echoes.

"My father is a rich man, and I should be a rich man too. I don't do chores..." The fat man cried very sadly, and his fat body trembled as he shivered.

"Stop crying, actually, if you think about it, this place is also good. We are working for immortals. How many people envy us when we say it." Meng Hao hurriedly closed the door and comforted him.

"I don't want to work. My family has money. And... I've finished talking about my marriage and given all the betrothal gifts. Isn't it a pity that my beautiful lady who has not passed the door. Isn't this a widow..." The fat man cried more and more sad.

Meng Hao looked a little strange and thought that this little fat man was not very big, but he even said he had a kiss. He was so old that he had never touched a woman's hand. He couldn't help but sigh that he was still rich. The little fat man's family is rich and has no worries about food and clothing. He was poor and wasted. He sold his ancestral house last year, and now he still owed Zhou Yuanwai a lot of debts.

However, when I thought of debt, Meng Hao was happy and thought that he had come here. If Mr. Zhou had the ability, he would come to him. If he had no ability, he would have been half a year old after he went out, he would probably have lost his other party.

As she thought about it, Meng Hao felt that this place was good. It could solve the problem of food and clothing without spending money, and even had to work worth a hundred gold coins. Especially this place where immortals live, Meng Hao felt that coming here could be said to be a desperate situation for him.

Annoyed by the little fat man's cry, Meng Hao simply picked up the booklet in his numb shirt, sat cross-legged on the bed and looked it up. He opened the first page and read the first sentence, Meng Hao was a little stunned.

"People should have a backer. If a mortal has a wealth and honor for a lifetime, if a monk has no worries for a lifetime, he will join my backer. " This is the opening sentence in the booklet, and the signature is the backer.

Just a few dozen words, but it reveals an unspeakable domineering aura, and even a naked remark of finding a backer, which made Meng Hao stunned for a moment and suddenly felt that this sentence made a lot of sense.

"Can Shan Sect, is this the true meaning of the Cang Shan Sect? As a person, you must find a backer, and after finding a backer, you will be rich and worry-free in your life." Meng Hao thought about it the more he felt that this sentence was very correct. He thought that if he had a high official as his backer, how could he fail three times in a row? When he sighed, he felt that a certain door of life had slowly opened with this sentence.

"In other words, I have to use various methods to find a backer for myself in this backer, so that I can be worry-free here." Meng Hao's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he continued to look through the booklet in his hand, forgot the time and the crying of the little fat man beside him.

Until late at night, the fat man was tired of crying and had already fallen asleep. When the snoring sounded like thunder echoed in the house, Meng Hao reluctantly closed the booklet. Although he looked a little tired, his eyes were full of charm.

"This book is not worth a hundred gold, it is worth a thousand gold!" Meng Hao murmured to himself. He dreamed of becoming an official and becoming a rich man in his life. If he could get a thousand gold in his evaluation of something, then this thing has been elevated to the point second only to life.

While excited, the little fat man's snoring suddenly came. When Meng Hao looked at him in a daze, he saw the little fat man sitting up from the bed with his eyes closed, whispering words in his mouth.

"Kill you to death, snatch my steamed buns, I bit you to death, you dare to snatch my wife." As he said that, the little fat man closed his eyes and got up and got out of bed. He made a circle in this room and accidentally touched the table. What made Meng Hao open his eyes wide was that the little fat man actually bit the corner of the table hard, leaving a deep tooth mark, and then he returned to the bed and continued to sleep. The snoring sound came out again.

Meng Hao looked at the little fat man for a long time, and after confirming that this person had the habit of sleepwalking, he glanced at the corner of the table. He felt that the little fat man should not be provoked when he was sleeping. He moved away carefully, looked down at the booklet, and his expression continued to be excited.

"The Ninth Level of Qi Condensation, the Road to Fairy, Working for Fairy, giving the opportunity to become an Immortal, this is the greatest wage. I don't believe that if I become an Immortal, I can't become a rich man!" Meng Hao grabbed the booklet tightly, and a strong light appeared in his eyes. He seemed to see another path he had besides studying.

At this moment, the door of the house suddenly slammed and was kicked open by someone, and a cold snorted and then passed into the room.

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I saw the book review area and found out that Ziyoujun’s child is full month old. Ergen is here to congratulate Yuzi, wishing the child good health and good health!

In addition, Ergen noticed that some readers noticed the gourd in Chapter 1... Yes, that's an ancient drifting bottle... What is the note inside? Hehe, guess what, guess the winning lottery ticket~~

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