Chapter 116: Transform Xiao Ping into Tian Lan!

"Huh?!"

Xiao Ping's face suddenly changed when he heard that, and he suddenly reached out to touch a fireball talisman at his waist.

Bang! Chen Zhixing stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Ping's shoulder blade, then took a light step, immediately grabbed the young man, and flew towards the mountains and forests on both sides of the Canglan River!

A moment later.

Chen Zhixing returned to the wuponsao alone.

There was suddenly a token in his hand, and a brief account of Xiao Ping's life experience appeared in his mind.

Along the way.

He had been thinking about what identity he should use to enter the Tianlan Holy Land.

You know.

This time he entered the Tianlan Holy Land, intending to make arrangements in advance, to kill Xu Fan and Meng Hedong, and to deprive Elder Fu Xiu of his fate.

Then, he needs to have a certain status in Tianlan Holy Land!

Elder Fu Xiu has been in seclusion for many years, secretly absorbing other people's spiritual power, and ordinary disciples cannot meet him at all! Therefore, he must at least be a chief disciple who is highly valued by the holy land.

At the same time, he wanted to kill Xu Fan.

Under Xu Fan's golden finger, he can communicate with his future self three days later.

It would be impossible for him to take the initiative to attack and kill Xu Fan, as that would result in failure!

Only by becoming a high-level figure in the Tianlan Holy Land and making arrangements in advance, such as arranging Xu Fan in a closed small world where there is no way to survive and all the ways are dead, in the name of requiring all disciples of the holy land to undergo trials!

Everything was normal for the first three days, and even an opportunity was arranged for Xu Fan! But when he realized that he would die in three days, he waited for the last three days.

But he could not escape from the place of trial!

All of these things require a position in Tianlan Holy Land! And what is the fastest way to gain a position? That is to show talent! Show a talent that makes Tianlan Holy Land have to pay great attention to him! But all this... If you enter Tianlan Holy Land as a new disciple.

It is inevitable that people from Tianlan Holy Land will conduct various investigations into his identity.

From his background to the skills and magic he had practiced before, Tianlan Holy Land would investigate everything! Although Chen Zhixing could conceal his identity and ask the Chen family to help him create a fake identity, it would be too cumbersome and complicated.

Once it becomes complicated, it is easy to make mistakes! Therefore, just when he was a little hesitant.

This Xiao Ping appeared! A errand disciple, he inherited his father's business! Although the errand disciple's status was low, he was definitely a legitimate one! This was just like Chen Zhixing's national exam in his previous life.

There are usually two ways to take the national examination.

One is to pass the formal examination and get a job.

Such people need to go through a lot of political review and background check.

The other way is to take over the father's job!

Although this method was cancelled in the previous life, it is similar to his current situation!

He only needs to replace Xiao Ping, enter the Tianlan Holy Land, and then ask the family for help and cooperation.

He is the real Xiao Ping!

Just as Chen Zhixing was thinking.

On the Wu Pengshao boat, the boatman and the young couple saw this and their pupils shrank immediately. They asked cautiously, "Master Xianxian, where is Xiao Ping?"

"Xiao Ping? Am I not Xiao Ping?"

Chen Zhixing spoke with a half-smile.

Immediately, he waved his right hand.

In an instant, a spiritual power surged out and entered the minds of these three people, distorting their memories.

Mortals have weak mental strength, so it is extremely easy to distort the memories of these three people.

For a moment, all three of them were stunned, with a look of confusion on their faces.

"Huh? Why did I fall to the ground? Hiss. My chest hurts."

The young scholar covered his chest with his hands, stood up from the ground with a puzzled look on his face, and then quickly sat down next to his wife and began to ask about her well-being.

The boatman in charge of rowing the boat was stunned for a moment, then continued to stand at the bow, singing the fishermen's song and rowing the boat forward.

The waves in the river are surging as high as the sky, and the wind and clouds on the frontier are dark as well.

After a day and night of boat travel, the young couple got off the pontoon boat first.

About two or three hours later, the sky was just beginning to get light.

The boatman stopped the boat at the shore and said with a smile: "Mr. Xiao, this is Fengbo Port. If you go a few miles to the left, you will reach Fengbo City. If you go about forty miles to the right, you will reach Tianlan Holy Land!"

"Okay, thank you, boatman."

Chen Zhixing threw a gold ingot he had obtained from Xiao Ping to the boatman.

The boatman was so happy upon seeing this that he couldn't stop smiling, and even his smile to Chen Zhixing became more attentive.

After a round of thanks, he paddled up the pontoon and left, gradually disappearing in the misty river in the morning.

Chen Zhixing's eyes flashed, and he strode towards the Tianlan Holy Land.

Along the way, Chen Zhixing met many young talents with great cultivation. Some of them were even strong men who had already achieved the state of virtuality before they reached adulthood.

For a teenager, this level of accomplishment is already a top-notch achievement.

The target of this group of people was the Tianlan Holy Land. Along the way, some of them were whispering and discussing the recruitment of new members for the Tianlan Holy Land.

A moment later.

A majestic and towering peak appeared before Chen Zhixing.

I saw the entire giant peak piercing the clouds, with clouds and mist at the top, and divine light shining brightly.

A fairy waterfall like the Milky Way falls from the top of the peak, dividing the entire giant peak into two, forming the north and south peaks.

The South Peak is a sect that specializes in cultivating spiritual power, while the North Peak is a sect that specializes in cultivating the physical body.

The two are separated by a fairy waterfall, but are connected by a rainbow bridge across the waterfall.

Although the two peaks in the north and south have been fighting for years over the dispute over the avenue, they are integrated and cannot be separated.

Far away, at the foot of the mountain gate of this giant peak, there is a high platform.

On the high platform, four old men with white hair and beards sat side by side. Some of them held pens, some held testing stones, and others held things that Chen Zhixing had never seen before. I guess they were used to test one's talent, physique, and character.

There was already a long queue under the platform.

Young talents who came from all corners of the world stood in an orderly manner, waiting for the test.

Chen Zhixing couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

This is the difference between aristocratic families and sect holy places.

The sect is open to all and accepts talented people from all over the world to join it.

However, in order to ensure the purity of their bloodline and inheritance, aristocratic families rarely recruit new members from outside.

Even if new members are recruited, their status and position can never be compared with those of the direct descendants.

In terms of the speed of development between the two, the aristocratic families are far inferior to the sects.

The next moment.

Chen Zhixing strode into the crowd.

It was not until noon that he followed the crowd and finally reached the platform.

"Are you planning to sign up for the South Peak or the North Peak?"

An old man with white hair and beard and a pair of slanted eyes glanced at Chen Zhixing listlessly.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Elder, I am here to serve in the sect on behalf of my father."

Chen Zhixing said with a smile on his face.

"Be an errand? You mean doing odd jobs?" The old man raised his eyebrows, then waved his hand impatiently and said, "Go away, this is where we recruit disciples, go over there and do odd jobs."

The old man stretched out his hand and pointed towards a small door in the distance.

There was also a table in front of the small door.

A fat Taoist priest in a yellow robe was sleeping soundly on the platform.

Chen Zhixing walked forward, knocked on the table and said, "Hello, my name is Xiao Ping, and I'm here to take over my father's job."

After a moment.

The fat Taoist briefly checked Chen Zhixing's letter of introduction, and questioned Chen Zhixing about some issues. He then gave Chen Zhixing a bunch of keys and told him to go on his own. Then he turned over and continued to sleep soundly.

The service office was built at the foot of the mountain. After passing through a small yellow gate, there were endless brick and tile houses.

That is where the servants live.

There are thousands of disciples in Tianlan Holy Land, but a large part of them are menial disciples.

There are so many disciples, peak masters, and elders in the mountain, and they need someone to serve them with food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, look after the medicine garden, the animals and poultry, fetch water, and cook, all of which fall on the shoulders of these menial disciples.

However, although the life of a menial disciple may seem hard, it is also a dream that countless people desire but cannot realize.

Not only does the sect provide free food, clothing, shelter and transportation, but one can also receive three spirit stones every month. If one is lucky, one may encounter an elder from the mountain coming down to select personnel, and can then follow him into the north and south peaks to receive some rewards.

In addition, menial disciples also have basic skills to practice. Although they cannot become great men, they can strengthen their bodies. Coupled with the rich spiritual energy here, it is no problem for them to live to a hundred years old.

If you are old and don't want to do menial work, you can even write a letter to retire.

The spirit stones accumulated from working as a menial servant for so many years would be worth at least several million taels of gold if converted.

This is enough to make him a wealthy man in the secular world, and his three generations of descendants will have no worries about food and clothing.

Chen Zhixing followed the house number given by the fat Taoist priest and the road signs all the way, and finally stopped in front of a room.

Boom boom boom.

Chen Zhixing reached out and knocked on the wooden door of the wing room.

"Who is it? Why are you knocking in the middle of the day?" An impatient voice came from inside the room.

Chen Zhixing pushed the door open and walked in.

The wing room is not big, only about 40 to 50 square meters, and is equipped with four beds, some common items such as wooden cabinets and wooden tables.

There were three people lying on each of the four beds.

An old man with a pale face, thin body, sparse hair and a somewhat wretched appearance gave Chen Zhixing a friendly smile.

The other two nodded coldly at Chen Zhixing, turned their backs and said nothing more.

"Oh, you are Xiao Lin's son? Xiao Ping, right? I heard your father talk about you working for your father?" The old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"It's me. Who is the senior?"

Chen Zhixing chatted casually with the old man with yellow teeth, then found an excuse to take a break.

In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

Chen Zhixing stayed in the chores office the whole time. Apart from occasionally chatting with the old man with yellow teeth, he had nothing else to do.

The other two people in the same room treated him coldly. Apart from nodding when they met as a greeting, they had no other interactions with him.

Chen Zhixing was naturally happy about this.

This time when entering the Tianlan Holy Land, it would be best to avoid being involved in any cause and effect.

Of course, Chen Zhixing was not completely idle during these few days.

He had quietly checked the roster of new disciples, and the name Xu Fan was on the list!

This guy really came to Tianlan Holy Land! One day, Chen Zhixing was sitting alone in the wing room, cross-legged and practicing.

In the past few days, he has been looking for a suitable and unobtrusive opportunity to show his talent and gain the attention of the senior management.

It's just a pity.

Even dogs don't come to this menial service department, let alone the high-level officials in the holy land? He did think about whether he should go to the North and South Peaks to actively display his talent, but that would be too purposeful and too strange.

"I have to think of a way to attract the attention of a certain high-ranking official from the Tianlan Holy Land." Chen Zhixing muttered to himself.

Suddenly.

Crunch!

The door was flung open, and the old man with yellow teeth ran in excitedly, shouting:

"Xiao Ping, what are you doing here, you silly boy? The Saint Lady has come to our service department to select her attendants, why don't you go?"

"Her Highness the Saint? Li Ran?" Chen Zhixing raised his eyebrows.

"Nonsense! Apart from Saint Li Ran, where else can there be another Saint in Tianlan Holy Land?"

The old man with yellow teeth rolled his eyes at Chen Zhixing and said unhappily, "The other errand disciples have all gone, you should hurry up and leave! If you are chosen by Saint Lady Li Ran, you will be promoted to the top in one step!"

Today is my child's 100-day party, so I'll post this chapter early. I'll come back to write it later after the party is over! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)