Primordial Qi

Wearing the deacon's uniform, Gu Chenyu walked happily towards the main peak of Qingming Sect. Gu Qingxue was also happy when she saw the complacent Gu Chenyu. She rolled her eyes twice and revealed a hint of cunning. Gu Chenyu, who had flown for who knows how far, did not realize anything yet, but went to the lower level to report to the elders there.

With the deacon's token hanging on his waist and the space ring on his hand, he was flying in the sky on a small boat, full of energy and vigor. Gu Chenyu flew to a loft on the lower floor, which was where the deacons reported and where Gu Chenyu had to learn. The sect had just been established and there were many things to learn.

"Elder, I am Zhu Batian, a new disciple of the sect. However, I have been promoted to a deacon. Here is my deacon token." Gu Chenyu took out his deacon token and showed it to the elder. The elder did not ask about Gu Chenyu's level of cultivation and directly let him in to listen to the arrangements of a hall master.

The hall master's name is Zhao Cheng, and he has the cultivation level of a half-step celestial being. Currently all the deacons obey his orders.

Gu Chenyu came to the lecture hall square, where more than 300 new deacons gathered. At first glance, they were all at the Jindan level, and each of them was a master. Gu Chenyu was stared at as soon as he entered the square, and he was actually a little embarrassed for a while.

They had been listening to the lecture here for half an hour when they were interrupted by the sound of Gu Chenyu opening the door and entering. The celestial being named Zhao Cheng glanced at Gu Chenyu with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"Master Zhao, I'm a new deacon. I didn't expect to disturb you all by opening the door." Gu Chenyu said apologetically and hurriedly showed his deacon token.

The token flew towards Zhao Cheng. He just used his soul power to sense it and then returned it to Gu Chenyu. There was no more displeasure on his face. Everyone in the Deacon Hall was his brother, so it was better to have fewer conflicts.

"Since you are a new deacon, please find a place to sit." Zhao Cheng said, and then continued to explain the layout and rules of the sect.

"Can a fake Dan realm master be a deacon?" someone in the crowd whispered.

"Maybe he got in through the back door. It's better to have less dealings with him."

Gu Chenyu showed a bitter look on his face. He didn't expect that his cultivation level could be seen through by them at a glance, and he would even be isolated.

"Maybe he is capable and just came here to train with us."

When Gu Chenyu heard this, he realized that there was still a smart person among them, but they quickly stopped the conversation and listened to Zhao Cheng carefully.

After listening for a long time, Gu Chenyu knew the positions and ranks of these people. Unlike other sects, there was no supreme elder. The most senior one was the headmaster, who was the former old master of Qingming City, Lin Yuanya, who had the highest cultivation level. He was said to have reached the late stage of the monarch realm.

Next is the deputy headmaster Wang Xuanzhi. The two of them live in the Qingming Palace above the clouds. Behind them are the peak masters. The main peak is headed by three monarchs, the twenty-three side peaks are headed by celestial beings, and there is also a position like hall master, which is also held by a celestial being warrior.

As for the positions of elders, they are temporarily closed. They will be taken up by the heads of each peak when someone retires after a hundred years. Gu Qingxue is now the head of a peak. Apart from the orders of the headmaster, no one else can command her.

There are still ten peaks among the twenty-three side peaks without peak masters, waiting for cultivators to surrender and build the Qingming Sect together.

Gu Chenyu looked at his deacon token, thinking it gave him some power, but he didn't expect it was just for work.

The sect is divided into inner sect and outer sect, but there is no such thing as registered disciples. The outer sect disciples are mixed, and are all managed by stewards. Generally, disciples from the Yangqi realm to the Juling realm are in the outer sect. Even if they have formed a pill, they may not enter the inner sect. It depends on their qualifications. Those with average qualifications can only work as stewards for the sect in the future, or leave the sect and make a living elsewhere.

The Qingming Sect attaches great importance to the stay or departure of its cultivators. If one leaves without the sect's permission, it would be considered treason.

Gu Chenyu suddenly thought of Lingmu Sect. They left without saying goodbye, and the only thing they left behind was the change in the yellow sand. He went to investigate. Perhaps in their eyes, he and Li Tianxuan had already died.

A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, the memories there were quite good, a bit like the three years of high school, except that it was not graduation, but a fake death. He didn't know how Li Tianjun would feel when he knew that he was "dead" in the secret realm.

Zhao Cheng was still speaking, but Gu Chenyu's mind drifted far away. However, he was just an insignificant mortal disciple, and it would not be a big loss if he died.

Thinking of this, Gu Chenyu felt much better. He had done what he should do and had performed his duties faithfully in Lingmu Sect. Now, he could be considered to be free.

The Lingmu Sect's top leaders did not show any emotional changes due to the death of the two disciples. The most they felt sorry for the untimely death of two disciples who had made great contributions to the sect. Moreover, as a mortal, being able to enter once in a lifetime was already enough of a contribution.

When Wang Daosheng found out that the two of them had not come out, he felt a wave of emotion in his heart. He had practiced for more than four hundred years and had seen too many lives and deaths. It would be too funny to say something like shedding tears.

Mu Yang looked at Bai Yansha's tombstone with a complicated expression, feeling extremely sad: I couldn't even protect your disciple.

He also practiced for more than 400 years, but the difference was that he only had the cultivation of a Venerable, and his life span was only 500 years, or even less than 500 years. He was obsessed with alchemy all his life, and refined countless rare elixirs for the Lingmu Sect. In his later years, he was naturally blessed by the Lingmu Sect, but he could not protect his own disciples and grandchildren, nor could he go to the secret realm of the Lingmu Sect. If he had been known earlier, he would have explored the ancient city, and his life or death would be unknown.

Mu Yang's life span has come to an end, but he chose to enter the realm of heaven and man in seclusion, but this is undoubtedly a dead end. He has little family affection left in the mortal world, so choosing to enter the realm of seclusion is one of his ways out, otherwise he will really have to die of old age in the Lingmu Sect.

In the distant Xingyue Continent, Li Tianjun slowly opened his eyes and said word by word: "Brother Bird, I believe you will not die. Now that I have successfully formed the elixir, when I become a celestial being, I will find you no matter where in the world I go."

Li Tianjun was about to close his eyes again. He wanted to break through to the level of a celestial being within sixty years and go in to look for Gu Chenyu after the Lingmu Secret Realm was opened next time.

Gu Chenyu was unaware of these changes. Sometimes he would feel sad when he thought of the little things about Lingmu Sect. He also felt a little regretful for not saying goodbye properly when he left.

The bell around his waist rang, and Gu Chenyu's thoughts were brought back to reality. Zhao Cheng was still giving a passionate speech, and Gu Chenyu was also silently taking note of various matters so that he could carry out his work in the future.

After becoming a monk, time passed very quickly in his eyes, and three months went by in the blink of an eye.

During the past three months, Gu Chenyu has been faithful to his duties. There has been an endless stream of disciples who have come to learn the new subject, and Gu Chenyu and others are unable to receive them all. The main reason is that it is troublesome to measure qualifications. There are too many people, and all kinds of people come, so naturally there are more trivial matters.

This is just the work of the deacons within the sect. You have to know that there are many deacons who go out to recruit disciples. Their lives are even more miserable. It’s bad enough that they have to run around everywhere, but they also have to measure the root bones of the cultivators who are interested. However, the bribes they receive along the way are unspeakable.

I haven't practiced properly for three months, and the fake pill in my dantian has not moved at all. However, it has become more and more round, and the three forces are gradually merging. I don't know when it will form a pill.

Gu Chenyu sighed. The Qingming Secret Realm would open in two and a half years. If he hadn't formed a pill yet, he would have to find a way to sneak in. By then, he would have to follow Gu Qingxue in no matter how shameless he tried.

At the entrance of the sect's medicine hall, Gu Chenyu walked in reluctantly. He spent all his three hundred medium-grade spirit stones a month on this. Soul-nourishing spirit medicines were very expensive, and two plants cost more than five hundred spirit stones. Gu Chenyu's salary was not enough, so he could only sell those rare elixirs in exchange for spirit stones.

Two spiritual herbs were indeed too few, and he was too embarrassed to ask Gu Qingxue for more. He could only watch helplessly as the spiritual stones he had worked so hard for were gone.

A few tears fell from his eyes. He felt like a beast of burden, doing everything and learning everything except the spirit stone.

The elixir that nourishes the soul is refined into soul-nourishing liquid, which is exactly sixty drops. It is enough to drop one drop on the two bells every day.

Wiping away her tears, Gu Chenyu arrived at Wanqiu Peak. Gu Qingxue was also shocked to see Gu Chenyu becoming haggard after not seeing him for three months.

She had been very busy in the past three months and the two had not met each other. They were really shocked when they met this time. Gu Chenyu had very serious dark circles under his eyes. Looking at Gu Chenyu who kept yawning, Gu Qingxue felt a little worried.

"What's wrong with you? Are you so tired after coming down the mountain?" Gu Qingxue asked with concern.

"It's okay, but there are a lot of things. I haven't had a good rest for three months. I came up to you this time mainly because I have something." Gu Chenyu said. He thought about it for three days and three nights and finally decided to go find Gu Qingxue. He couldn't hold on any longer.

"What's the matter?" Gu Qingxue showed curiosity. This boy was usually very strong-willed and valued his face more than his life, but now he came to her for help.

Gu Chenyu scratched his head embarrassedly. His shy look made Gu Qingxue couldn't help laughing, and she covered her mouth and laughed out loud.

"Don't be like this, you look like this and I'm scared." Gu Chenyu held his forehead and rubbed his temples, and said with difficulty: "Lend me some money, oh no, lend me some spiritual stones."