You have a good chance, I accept it.

"One step away from reaching the fourth level of Qi training."

Ye Lin's mouth curled up. He had a defective spiritual root and his cultivation speed was extremely slow, but despite this, with the help of spiritual stones, he still made rapid progress.

No wonder everyone wanted spiritual stones. They were precious, and there was a reason why they were precious.

"It's time to get down to business."

Ye Lin stood up and patted the dust off his body. He didn't forget the so-called long sword, the yellow-grade upper-grade long sword. Even the inner disciples would be jealous when they saw it.

More precious than spiritual herbs, spiritual medicines, and spiritual fruits are magic weapons. Forging a magic weapon, even a yellow-grade lower-grade magic weapon, requires a lot of resources and energy.

However, the probability of failure during forging is also greater, so a yellow-grade lower-grade magic weapon can be exchanged for at least ten yellow-grade lower-grade pills.

Ye Lin still didn't know much about Bi Bo Lake, but he only knew that there was only one lake in Qingyun Sect.

Presumably that was Bi Bo Lake.

In a flash, Ye Lin came to the front of Bi Bo Lake.

Bi Bo Lake, the name sounds beautiful, but it is just a small lake. There are several figures busy around, and a layer of white mist is floating on the lake.

Ye Lin put the token on the shore, then dived into the lake, swam to the bottom of the lake, and searched for a long time. Finally, in a corner, a hilt of a sword was exposed.

Seeing this, Ye Lin was delighted, and hurriedly grabbed the hilt of the sword, pulled out the whole sword, and came to the shore with the fairy sword.

"It is worthy of being a yellow-grade top-grade long sword, it is indeed extraordinary."

Looking at the trace of cold air emanating from the hilt in front of him, Ye Lin exclaimed.

After seeing that there was no one around, Ye Lin disappeared in a flash. He now has the third level of Qi training. As long as he wants, ordinary people can hardly catch his trace.

After arriving at his residence, Ye Lin carefully hid the long sword under the bed. This sword is too precious. It is better not to take it out unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Hu, practice."

After saying that, Ye Lin took out the last three remaining spirit stones, and then ran the technique with all his strength, and at the same time absorbed the remaining spiritual energy in the dantian, making rapid progress.

As time passed bit by bit, in the blink of an eye, fifteen days passed.

"Hu."

At this time, Ye Lin slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and patted the dust on his body.

Name: Ye Lin

Cultivation: Fifth level of Qi training

Fate: Black (many disasters)

Numerology: [Insight into the gods] [bad luck]

Fate: Forced to participate in the chores competition tomorrow, in order to compete for the position of chores consul, fight with Zhang Liang, and then kill Zhang Liang forcefully, and then be spotted by Zhao Hu, a subordinate of Zhang Liang's elder brother Zhang Xiao. In order to please Zhang Xiao, they immediately discussed the matter, used drugs to knock the host unconscious tomorrow night, and then locked him in the dungeon. Two months later, Zhang Xiao came out and killed the host.

Recent opportunities: None

[Comprehension]: Superb comprehension, extremely fast comprehension of various techniques. For the same technique, it takes three months for others to comprehend, but you only need a few days.

[Bad luck]: Bad luck, such as falling down when walking, being cheated on when getting married.

Looking at his fate, Ye Lin's eyes narrowed. He knew Zhang Xiao's name. He was the number one person in the outer sect, and his cultivation had reached the terrifying seventh level of Qi training.

If it was a head-on confrontation, he would not be able to beat him, but he could escape. However, the panel showed that he was knocked unconscious by his men with drugs.

"I must take this position of errand consul. I have to prepare for the aftermath early."

Ye Lin murmured. His current identity was just an errand disciple, which was inconvenient for him to do things. Moreover, if the competition tomorrow decided a errand consul and nine team leaders, he could not think of practicing peacefully.

As long as he got the position of errand consul, it would be much more convenient to do things. Not only would he manage the resource allocation of all errand disciples, but he would also not be controlled by anyone.

Generally, the tasks are issued by the sect and then handed over to the errand consul. If the errand disciples need to receive the tasks, they must go through the errand consul. The benefits are self-evident.

What's more, they can also issue a yellow-level middle-grade martial arts, which is simply a lot of benefits.

The next day, the errand residence, which was originally very quiet, began to become a sensation.

Countless figures hurriedly ran towards the sect square, because today was the day when the errand competition began. Whether they could enter the dragon gate depends on today.

In an extremely vast square, there were many figures.

In the center, a huge arena was set up.

"Today is the errand competition, the purpose is to decide a errand consul and nine team leaders, and these ten people are the existence of managing all the errand disciples."

At this time, at the front of the square, an old figure stood on the steps, and his voice spread throughout the square.

This figure was the outer sect elder of Qingyun Sect, a strong man of the ninth level of Qi training.

"The rules of the competition, anyone who wants to participate can go up to the stage, and then fight on their own. In the end, the strongest person and the top nine will be left. These ten people will be the ones who manage all the chores."

After the elder above finished speaking, he waved his hand, and then the chores disciples below rushed up and went up to the stage one after another, looking at the people around them with vigilance.

And none of the new chores disciples went up to the stage. They all knew that the chores competition was, after all, the stage for the veteran chores disciples.

They were just here for the show.

Ye Lin turned his eyes to the elder in the sky, and after watching for a long time, he didn't see a panel appear.

"Can't I watch it if my cultivation is too high?"

Ye Lin murmured, and then walked onto the ring. Yes, if he could check without restraint, he could sneak a peek at the sect master. The stronger the strength, the more terrifying the opportunity he encountered.

"Okay, the rules of the game, if you fall off the ring, you lose, try not to kill anyone."

After the elder finished speaking, Ye Lin frowned, try not to kill anyone, that is, you can kill people.

With the elder's last shout, the disciples on the ring moved instantly, and they all attacked the people around them. The scene suddenly became a mess, and one figure after another fell off the ring.

At this moment, whether it was brothers or friends for many years, they all turned against each other and did not hold back at all.

"Brother, I'm sorry, go down."

At this time, a errand disciple next to Ye Lin finished speaking, raised his fist and smashed it towards Ye Lin's face. Ye Lin frowned, waved his hand casually, and the disciple who was in the first level of Qi training was directly knocked off the ring.

The whole process was extremely fast. In just a few minutes, there were eleven people left on the field, including himself.