The Mad Cultivator

Chapter 4 Bracelets

Yan Shaofeng carried a coarse cloth bag on his back, which contained some dry food, more than a dozen gold coins, and three invisibility charms and three low-grade spirit stones that Uncle Zhao gave him when he was leaving. It has been accumulated through hard work. Gold coins are the currency that circulates among the secular world in the Profound Sky Continent, while low-grade spirit stones are the currency that circulates in the cultivation world.

"Sit down and rest for a while." Seeing Lin Zhonghu leaving, Yan Shaofeng sat down on the ground, took out a steamed bun from his bag and started to chew.

After eating and drinking enough, Yan Shaofeng stood up and continued on his way. This mountain covers a very large area, and after turning over one hillside, another hillside, and passing through a valley, another valley. From noon until the sun was about to set, I didn't even see a single person.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the wind began to blow in the mountains. From time to time, the sound of tigers roaring and monkeys crying could be heard, which made Yan Shaofeng get goose bumps all over his body.

"No, I have to find a place to stay for one night, and I will go on my way tomorrow during the day, otherwise I won't have any spells, and I will be finished if I meet a tiger. It's too worthless to die."

Yan Shaofeng made up his mind and walked forward quickly.

Passing through a forest, a cliff suddenly appeared in front of him. Reflecting the moonlight, a flowing spring on the cliff flows into the stream; beside the stream, there is a big tree full of gray vultures, and there is a deep and dark ancient cave beside the tree.

"Great, just take a rest here."

Without even thinking about it, Yan Shaofeng burrowed into the ancient cave.

The cave is not deep, and the inside is very dry, which is suitable for sleeping. In order to prevent wild beasts from taking him away in the middle of the night, Yan Shaofeng lit a pile of firewood at the entrance of the cave, and lay down on the ground ready to sleep. But as soon as he lay down, he got up again, and something seemed to tickle his waist.

He thought it was a rock, picked it up and was about to throw it out, but just halfway through the throw, he withdrew his hand: "What is this?!"

By the light of the fire, Yan Shaofeng saw that he was holding a rusty ring in his hand.

"It looks like a bracelet!" Yan Shaofeng looked down and confirmed that he was indeed holding a bracelet. It's just that the bracelet is too worn out, and I'm afraid it's not even worth a single gold coin.

If others saw such a broken bracelet, they would probably throw it away with a flick of their hands, but Yan Shaofeng couldn't bear it. He was used to being poor since he was a child, and he developed a good habit of cherishing things.

"Barely wearable!" Yan Shaofeng wiped the bracelet on his clothes, put it on his right arm, and found that it was just right, not too big or too small, and he was very satisfied. Unknowingly, he lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

At night, he had a strange dream. He dreamed that a crow died outside the cave. A ball of red light flew out of the crow and flew into the bracelet on his right hand, and then he woke up with a start.

"It's dawn!" Yan Shaofeng rubbed his eyes and sat up, and found that the fire at the entrance of the cave had been extinguished, and the sun had risen high, forming mottled spots of light on the ground through the luxuriant branches and leaves. Looks like fine weather.

"You can continue on your way!" Yan Shaofeng stood up, packed his bags, walked out of the cave, and was about to walk out of the woods when he suddenly tripped over something, which made him look down quickly.

"Hey, why is there really a dead crow here, just like the one I dreamed in my dream, strange!" A crow's body was lying horizontally at his feet, obviously it had just died not long ago.

Recalling the dream of last night, Yan Shaofeng couldn't help raising his arm and looked at the bracelet on his hand.

A red light the size of a sesame seed slowly rotated on the bracelet, and disappeared after two revolutions. Yan Shaofeng felt very strange.

Taking a closer look at the bracelet, it turned out that it was not rusty, but covered with mysterious, simple, textures, symbols, and patterns, which seemed to be full of mystery.

"It's really strange. Where did the red light come from? Could it be the reflection of the sun!" Yan Shaofeng looked up at the sun, but felt that it was impossible, so he simply stopped thinking about it and continued on his way.

After walking for about tens of miles, Yan Shaofeng only felt a burst of clarity in front of him, but he walked out of the original bare mountain and came to an empty plain.

What surprised Yan Shaofeng was that it was very lively here.

Lots of people gathered here, groups of three and five, not knowing what they were talking about. There are still many sword cultivators flying in the sky, and the sword light is flying and flashing in the mountains. Although Yan Shaofeng didn't know magic spells, Ling Kong Yujian saw a lot. The inner disciples of Jingtianmen all have their own flying swords.

He hurried over.

"Are you also here to apply for a job as a handyman?" Suddenly a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy came over and asked him.

"Little brother, is this the place where the Five Elements Dao Sect recruits handymen?!" Yan Shaofeng asked back, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"That's right, oh, it seems that you are here alone. I happen to be alone too, shall we have a companion?!" The young man who spoke was dark and thin, naive and silly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and rushed. Watching Yan Shaofeng smirk: "Hello, my name is Li Fang, what's your name, big brother?"

"Oh, my name is Yan Shaofeng!" Seeing the young man's simplicity and honesty, Yan Shaofeng felt very fond of him, and hurriedly bowed his hands in salute.

"Everyone who came to apply for the job, everyone, stand up in order of height, don't be confused, if there is any intentional noise, you will be driven away for thousands of miles, and you will lose your sanity and become an idiot. The Temple of the Five Elements' lacks manpower, so we specially recruited 10,000 servants for refining weapons, 5,000 servants for refining alchemy, 5,000 servants for refining talismans, and 30,000 servants for cleaning. Anyone with a clean background and good health can sign up to participate. Servants who refine tools, alchemy, and talismans need to be able to read." At this moment, a little Taoist priest in a black Taoist robe stood up, made a sound, and rolled to the Thousands of miles away, the square was suddenly silent.

"This is Ouyang Ming, the fifth-ranked outer sect disciple of the Five Elements Dao Sect. He has a middle-grade treasure flying sword named 'Golden Light Immortal Sword', so people in the sect respectfully call him 'Golden Light Immortal' !" Li Fang hurriedly whispered into Yan Shaofeng's ear, with a look of infinite admiration on his face.

"It will be great when I can have 10% of senior brother Ouyang's skill. Look at him standing there, he has an immortal aura in his gestures, and he can spread hundreds of miles with just a shout. I really want to have it." This kind of supernatural power!" said one of the teenagers who came to apply.

A little girl in emerald green clothes, standing in front of Yan Shaofeng, said coldly: "You want to become an outer disciple of the Five Elements Dao Sect, hehe, you should reincarnate in the next life. You know, to become an outer disciple How harsh are the conditions? First of all, you must have a fairy fate, and you must also have high aptitude, otherwise you will never get started."

This little girl is about sixteen or seventeen years old, her face is as white as snow, her figure is slender, her head is combed in a bun, and two strands of hair hang down from her pretty face.

"That's right, that's right. It's even more difficult to cultivate to the level of Senior Brother Ouyang. I heard that Senior Brother Ouyang's cultivation has reached the peak of the sixth level of the Houtian Realm, and he will soon enter the seventh level of the Houtian Realm. At that time, you can be promoted to an inner disciple. An inner disciple of the Five Elements Dao Sect is no small matter. In the mortal world, no matter how he is a great general, I am really envious."

"What's so great about this? With senior brother Ouyang's potential, he has reached the peak of the Houtian sixth level after only fifty years of practice. His potential is unlimited. After becoming an inner disciple, he may soon be able to step into the innate secret realm and become a true disciple. Disciple, we can't compare at all, I only hope that entering the Five Elements Dao Sect this time and becoming a servant of refining weapons will be a great blessing."

"What's so good about being a servant who refines weapons? I want to be a servant who refines talismans. When I learn how to forge talismans, I can kill people with just a single talisman. How majestic!" Everyone began to discuss.

"It's up to you?!" The little girl who spoke just now snorted suddenly: "You are too naive. You should know that a servant is a servant, and it is impossible to become a disciple in a lifetime. In the Five Elements Dao Sect, there are only true disciples." Only then can you learn the unique skills of refining tools, alchemy, and talismans. As a servant, you are only responsible for finding some materials, burning fire, chopping firewood, and serving the master. Execution, your soul will be demoted to Jiuyou Difu, and you will never be reincarnated."

"So powerful!" The boy who spoke just now shrank his neck in fright and dared not speak.

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