Chapter 347: Handyman Disciple

It's just that the blade of space almost cut his meridians inch by inch. If it weren't for the soft power emanating from the green mark on his chest, he might have died long ago.

"Right now, it's really pitiful. The strength to connect to the gods is not enough. It seems that in order to recover, you still need to refine the elixir!"

That devil emperor Chuck, with the power of one palm, almost killed himself. If he came in real life, he might be even stronger, at least he was a powerful existence in Feather Wonderland.

Mu Yun didn't dare to be careless at the moment. Tianjian Mountain's review of handyman disciples is relatively loose. Now he can rely on this identity to recover his injuries first, and then make plans.

With a creaking sound, the broken wooden door of the room was pushed open, and a figure crept out of the room and out of the small courtyard.

"Fatty?"

Watching Zhou Jie get up and walk outside in the middle of the night, Mu Yun frowned slightly.

"Hey...ha..."

However, through the crack of the door, looking at Fatty Zhou practicing seriously under the moonlight, Mu Yun was slightly taken aback.

Tianjian Mountain, in the small world of three thousand, should be regarded as a first-class sect, with a strong background and more than 100,000 disciples. Zhou Jie is only a handyman disciple, and he can be regarded as a disciple who can devote himself to cultivation if he finds an errand on the core disciple peak.

As a handyman disciple, there are always only three ways to go.

The first is to accept the work of handymen in the handyman hall, clean up the entire Tianjian Mountain and clean up some garbage, and do some low-level things.

Naturally, this kind of work is also the hardest and most tiring, and the benefits will be withheld or even raped. Every year, many disciples of Tianjian Mountain disappear, and they are all secretly beaten to death or killed.

The second is to join the peak of the core disciples as a handyman, doing chores for the core disciples.

This way, unless it is those alert or talented handyman disciples who are favored by the core disciples, included in the peak, and help manage various things, it is relatively easy.

At least it depends on the owner to beat a dog. No one dares to bully the handyman on the core disciple peak except his own master.

And the third way out is to practice hard, break through to the spiritual acupoint, pass the examination, and become an outer disciple!

Once you become a disciple of the outer sect, you are a real disciple of Tianjian Mountain, and you are protected by the sect, so you will not be killed at will.

Therefore, whether it is the servant disciples in the servant hall, or the servant disciples on the core disciple peaks, they are always thinking about breaking through the spiritual acupoint and entering the outer gate.

Handyman, outer sect, inner sect, and core, the progressive relationship is equivalent to the level of power in the entire Three Thousand Small Worlds, where the weak prey on the strong, and it is clear at a glance.

Zhou Jie got up in the middle of the night to practice martial arts, in order to break through to the spiritual point.

It's a pity that his talent is not strong, and now he is only at the seventh level of physical body, and there is still a long way to go before he is in the spiritual cave.

After completing a set of boxing exercises, Zhou Jie took out a long sword and began to practice sword skills.

It's just that the long sword swing, whether it's the steps under the feet or the sword moves, seems to Mu Yun to be full of flaws.

Thinking about it carefully, Mu Yun now realizes that Nie Mie Jianxin is even comparable to the head of Tianjian Mountain in terms of kendo attainments.

Looking at Zhou Jie's swordsmanship, it is naturally not perfect.

However, seeing Zhou Jie working hard, Mu Yun had a plan in mind.

The meridians in my body are broken in sevens and eighties now, and it will not happen overnight if I want to recover.

Simply stay in Tianjian Mountain for a while before making plans.

And Zhou Jie saved his life, so he simply helped him.

...

Three thousand small worlds, the forces are intricate, there are countless powerful people, and the branches of the major forces are more than a hundred times more complicated than the Tianyun Continent.

And the demons, in the three thousand small world, also have activities.

At this moment, inside the Demon Clan, Chuck's arms were bleeding bloody palms, and his face was gloomy.

"Hmph, Muyun is not dead, how can I swallow this breath!"

Chuck shouted angrily: "That Mu Qingyu was able to break free from my seal and escaped, I'm afraid he also came to the Three Thousand Small World, and that Yun Xinyao followed all the way, let me check! I found out that there are three members of their family Report the news immediately, especially that Mu Qingyu, Chunyang Zhiwushen Physique, is of great benefit to my demon skills, find him at all costs!"

"yes!"

At the same time, in the Seven Star Gate.

The entire Seven Stars Gate is full of stars, like a long river, swaying down.

But at this moment, on the huge square of the Seven Stars Gate, the stars were shining, as bright as the day, and a figure dressed in a colorful Taoist robe stood in the center of the square, looking up at the stars.

"Father, the people we sent to the Tianyun Continent are all... dead!" A young man stepped forward and said respectfully.

"I already knew."

The middle-aged man sighed and said: "The origin of the Fortune Continent that day is really not something we can touch. No wonder Xuankong Mountain didn't make a move at all, because they know that it is impossible to snatch it even if they make a move."

"Father, the failure this time is mainly because of that Muyun!"

"This kid ruined my big business, damn it, but the devil emperor Chuck has already made a move, but I looked at the stars and saw that Muyun died for his own sake, Chuck didn't succeed."

What!

Hearing this, the young man showed a surprised expression on his face.

Even the devil emperor Chuck couldn't succeed, so what kind of luck does Muyun have?

"Leave him alone, I'm afraid this son has already reached the Three Thousand Small World, and recently I watched the stars at night, there will be chaos in the Three Thousand Small World, and the times make heroes, maybe it's the time for my Three Thousand Small World to rise!"

The middle-aged man said again: "Moreover, the higher-ups occasionally send people down to investigate a person named Muyun. It is said that that person, who used to be Venerable Yun ten thousand years ago, is said to be dead. It is just the Yunmeng he built. In the thousands of great worlds, it is a first-class force."

"This kid grew up in the Tianyun Continent, so he definitely won't be that one, but the Thousand Great World Cloud League is looking for their leader Mu Yun, if we also look for Mu Yun, we will inevitably be misunderstood by them and cause unnecessary troubles! "

"Isn't it just a leader? Didn't you say that he disappeared for thousands of years? Still looking for it?"

"What do you know!" Hearing the young man's words, the middle-aged man shouted: "When Venerable Yun was ten thousand years ago, he was also a first-class existence in the three thousand small worlds. fast!"

"And do you know that for the existence of the Yunmeng, the last time they came to the Three Thousand Small World was the Suzaku Xuanwu couple, the second of the four personal guardians of the Yunmeng leader, the two of them..."

When the middle-aged man said this, he suddenly fell silent.

"That's all, anyway, don't mention anything related to Muyun. Those levels are existences that my Seven Star Sect cannot provoke, understand?"

"yes!"

At the same moment, inside the Holy Bird Gate, two figures sat cross-legged.

"Tian Que, can you be sure that Mu Yun is not the one he was looking for in that place?"

As the master of the Holy Bird Sect, Sheng Tianci is cautious, like walking on thin ice, taking every step carefully, so in the three thousand small worlds, the strength of the Holy Bird Sect has been achieved.

"Brother, the one I was looking for above died ten thousand years ago... he is gone! This Muyun is a boy from the Tianyun Continent. He is in his twenties. It can't be him!" Sheng Tianque affirmed.

"If that's the case...then find this person and kill him!"

"yes!"

"No wonder this time, the Seven Stars Sect and the Demon Race are looking for this person. This boy is indeed super talented. He is in his twenties, with Nirvana Sword Heart and Body Transformation Realm. Since you have offended him, the only option is to kill him."

Sheng Tianci sighed and said: "Back then, Hanging Mountain was the overlord of the Three Thousand Small Worlds. It was because of offending Mu Yun and Xue Xiao that it was made into a miasma. It took ten thousand years to recover. Your body died, but fortunately, Muyun also disappeared, I, the Holy Bird Sect, must not repeat the same mistakes!"

"clear!"

The headquarters of the Seven Star Gate, the Holy Sparrow Gate, and the Demon Race are in the Three Thousand Small World, but they don't know that Mu Yun is currently in the Tianjian Mountain of the Three Thousand Small World, wearing a gray gown of a handyman disciple, silently calculating with...

Inside Tianjian Mountain!

Speechless all night, the next day, early in the morning, Zhou Jie called Mu Yun up.

"Today I will take you to meet Liao Ming, the steward of our Wuxia Peak. He is a true outer disciple. He is at the first level of the Spirit Cave Realm. Be more polite later. Maybe he will arrange a good job for you!" Zhou said. Jie chuckled and said, "You and I will work on Senior Sister Bai's Wuxia Peak from now on, practice hard, and step into the spiritual acupoint as soon as possible, and then we can become outer disciples like Liao Ming."

"good!"

The two went out together, walked out of the thatched hut at the foot of the mountain, and headed towards the top of the mountain.

The core disciples are all in the Nirvana state. In Tianjian Mountain, every core disciple has its own mountain.

The mountain peak between Baitu, named Wuxia Peak, is a kilometer high, majestic, and faintly visible. On the top of the mountain, there are row upon row of palaces, which are incomparably magnificent.

And the entire mountain peak is covered by a large formation, the brilliance is flowing, and it looks very majestic.

Swish Swish Swish...

There were several sounds of piercing through the air, and several figures came riding flying spirit beasts of different shapes in the midair above the mountain peak.

"Inner disciple Ying Qing'er, pay my respects to Senior Sister Bai!"

"come in!"

In the palace on the top of the mountain, a cold voice sounded, and a gap suddenly appeared in the Wuxia Peak formation, and those figures stepped in.

"Tsk tsk...that's the disciple of the inner sect, the state of the gods is really enviable."

Zhou Jie raised his head and looked at those people with envy in his eyes.

Seeing Mu Yun aside, looking around with no expression on his face, Zhou Jie coughed in embarrassment.

Looking at Muyun, Zhou Jie always felt very strange.

Yesterday, I told Mu Yun about the head of Tianjian Mountain and those talented Tianjianzi, but he didn't show any expression at all.

The head of the sect is a swordsman who understands the heart of the sword. In the entire three thousand small world, such strong swordsmen are rare.

Moreover, those Tianjianzi are all geniuses in the third rank, and they are not more than a hundred years old. At this age, they are indeed very powerful.

But Mu Yun is not surprised by this, it is really incomprehensible!