Chapter 135 Sect Mission, Guarding the Cemetery

A few days later, Bai Yu received a message from the sect.

All eliminated disciples must go to the Baishi Hall to accept tasks.

Only when they have 50 contribution points every year can they continue to stay in the sect and receive training resources.

Bai Yu was waiting for this day.

He went directly to the Baishi Hall to find the tasks he wanted.

The Baishi Hall is a place to deal with various sect affairs.

There were not many people in the Baishi Hall at this time. It seemed that everyone was immersed in failure and couldn't cheer up.

Those who were like Bai Yu, who were enthusiastic about choosing tasks, were the outliers.

There was a huge stone tablet in the square at the entrance, and colorful light balls were floating around the stone tablet.

Among these light balls were various tasks issued by the sect.

Bai Yu first checked these light balls one by one.

"Heaven-level task: Kill the Blood Demon Spirit Lord, reward contribution points: 1 million."

"Earth-level task: An evil dragon appeared in the Nanli Sea, please kill the dragon and control the water, contribution points: 180,000."

"Xuan-level task: Hand over ten Yueyangzhi that are more than 300 years old."

Good guy, this task is too dangerous.

For example, the Blood Demon Spirit Lord is at least a Jindan Daxiu.

The unwritten rule in the world of immortal cultivation is that Jindan can be called a Spirit Lord, and Yuanying can be called a ancestor.

Don't even think about killing a Jindan Spirit Lord.

Bai Yu honestly checked the yellow-level tasks.

After a search, he finally found the task he wanted.

"Yellow-level task (long-term): Zuowang Peak Tomb, recruiting ten management disciples, no limit on cultivation, monthly contribution points: 5."

Bai Yu's mouth corners rose wildly, just like Cao Ze saw a peerless Kun Xiu.

Zuowang Peak is the burial place of Leiyang Sect disciples.

Even Jindan Spirit Lords will choose to sit and die at Zuowang Peak.

Isn't this tailor-made for Bai Yu?

Life and death are matters that cannot be avoided even in the world of immortal cultivation.

Bai Yu chose this task on the spot and entered the main hall of Baishi Hall.

To Bai Yu's surprise, there was someone inside who arrived earlier than him.

The man was dressed in a brocade robe and looked lazy. It was Ling Yun.

An old Taoist with a goatee sat in the main hall. He was an elder in the foundation-building period.

Elder Qiu said:

"Think about it. Although the guards of Wanfa Pavilion are idle, the contribution points are not high. There are only more than 30 points a year, which is not enough for cultivation."

Ling Yun handed over his disciple order and said:

"Disciple only wishes to spend the rest of his life in leisure. I hope the elders will help me."

Elder Qiu said nothing more. He waved his hand and cast a spell into the disciple order, which was considered to be registered for Ling Yun.

Bai Yu's heart moved when he heard it.

Ling Yun actually chose to be a security guard. He quickly advanced to eating and waiting for death, saving decades of detours.

At this time, Ling Yun also saw Bai Yu.

The two looked at each other and felt a heroic sentiment of heroes cherishing heroes.

"This person may be the enemy of a lifetime!"

Bai Yu smiled faintly and also stepped forward to hand in the task.

"Elder, I want to take the task of Zuowang Peak."

Elder Qiu looked at Bai Yu in surprise:

"Zuowang Peak, this is not a good place. There is a lot of yin energy and thin spiritual energy inside, the cultivation speed is slow, and there are not many contribution points. Have you thought about it?"

Bai Yu nodded and said:

"To reply to the elder, the disciple has thought about it. The disciple's aptitude is not good, and I just hope to be quiet and content."

Elder Qiu was a little surprised. Why did he meet two such disciples in a row today?

He did not persuade much. Just a word of advice was his greatest kindness.

Today's young disciples just don't listen to the old man.

No one who goes to Zuowang Peak will not regret it.

Just wait and see, it won't be long before he will cry and shout to come back.

However, before the next disciple takes over, he can only endure the hardships in Zuowang Peak.

Elder Qiu waved his hand, and a ball of spiritual light fell into Bai Yu's disciple order, and Bai Yu successfully accepted the task.

Bai Yu was in a good mood, but there was no strange color on his face. He walked out of the Baishi Hall slowly.

Not long after he left, Ling Yun walked out from behind a rock, his mouth slightly opened and closed, but there was no sound.

If someone knew lip reading, they might be able to read the general idea.

"Gu Lao, do you think this guy is a threat?"

"Anyone who blocks my revenge plan must die!"

After a moment, he also flew away.

At the same time, Bai Yu was stopped by a senior brother.

"Wait a minute, junior brother, are you interested in joining our Tianqin Society?"

Bai Yu was a little surprised, and looked back to see a short middle-aged man in hemp clothes with a shrewd look in his eyes.

Bai Yu asked curiously:

"Brother, who are you?"

The middle-aged man in hemp clothes said:

"Junior brother, my name is Hou Haitao, I joined the sect a few years earlier than you."

"Hello, Brother Hou, what is Tianqin Society?"

Hou Haitao said:

"Tianqin Society is a group of fellow practitioners formed by many eliminated fellow disciples."

"It is said that God rewards hard work. We are not talented, but we will never give up. Only hard work can make up for our shortcomings."

"The first senior who established Tianqin Society has become a Jindan Lingjun with his hard work!"

"I see that Junior Brother came to receive the task so early, he must be a person who is unwilling to be mediocre. Why not join our Tianqin Society, we can help each other and make progress together."

It seems that this so-called Tianqin Society is a club composed of the King of Volume.

Bai Yu admires the King of Volume very much.

If you don't have the talent but want to achieve something, you can only rely on hard work.

Hou Haitao saw Bai Yu was silent and said:

"Junior brother, there are many benefits to joining our Tianqin Society."

"You can share what you have, whether it is buying and selling elixirs or doing tasks together, it is very convenient, and you can also encourage each other to make progress together."

Bai Yu thought about it and felt that joining a society was not a bad thing.

So he said:

"Brother Hou is right, but let me think about it and give you a reply later."

Hou Haitao did not force it. He asked Bai Yu's name and persuaded him earnestly:

"Junior brother, you are young and don't know the value of time. When you reach my age, you will know the pain of wasting time."

"You must work hard in your prime years."

Bai Yu bowed and left with a look of being taught.

Whether it is struggling or lying down, it is everyone's choice, which is beyond reproach.

Some people enjoy a peaceful life, while others are unwilling to be mediocre and work hard.

As for Bai Yu, between struggling and lying down, he chose to cheat.

As long as the funeral is in place, what else can I do?

Thinking of this, his speed increased a bit.

Half a day later, he finally reached the outskirts of Jiulei Mountain - Zuowang Peak.

He landed at the bottom of the mountain and rang a bell at the foot of the mountain.

Not long after, a haggard brother with panda eyes came out.

Bai Yu bowed and said:

"Brother, my name is Bai Yu, and I come to Zuowang Peak to take care of the cemetery."

The brother with panda eyes burst into tears on the spot, holding Bai Yu's hand and not letting go:

"Why did you come just now?"

"It's been thirty years, a full thirty years, and I finally waited for my brother to take over my place."