Ye Alan left, leaving only one sentence: I will come to see you again in a few days.

Jun Huanyu stood there alone, at a loss as to what to do.

The old man looked down at the little thing in front of him, and after a long while he let out a long sigh: "I really don't know what kind of world this is. What kind of immortal is this? Chunchun is here to cause trouble for me. What's your name?"

"Jun Huanyu." Jun Huanyu replied.

"Yes. My name is Qiu Yuansheng, you can just call me Elder Qiu. Let me tell you the rules here."

Jun Huanyu immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Disciple, I am all ears."

"This is the Wanyuan Sect's menial prison. All new disciples have to train here for two years. It is coordinated by the prison manager and elders. The sect is intricately arranged, and all kinds of tedious matters require manpower to solve. For example, the sect's spiritual hot spring, the sect's pharmacy prepares the spiritual liquid, and then our disciples in the menial prison boil it, which requires a lot of manpower. Another example is the sect's newly built mansions for inner disciples and the renovation of old courtyards. Uniform clothing is made for new disciples. These are all busy things that can't be stopped for a moment." Elder Qiu said slowly.

Jun Huanyu listened carefully, not daring to miss a single detail.

"The steward will assign you tasks every day. If you fail to complete the task targets, you will be collectively punished! At the very least, you will be starved, and at the worst, you will be tortured!"

"Every day I get up at cockcrow and go to bed at sunset, repeating this process over and over again for two years without interruption."

"See that bell? If you can't bear it, hit it three times yourself, and someone will lead you down the mountain. Wanyuan Sect doesn't support idle people."

Jun Huanyu looked at the clock. It was very simple and black, covered with cracks and even had some moss growing on it.
"Remember, no matter what the steward tells you to do, you must not resist. They have the power of life and death over you! This is the most insurmountable rule! You only have one life!" Elder Qiu reminded solemnly.

"Yes!" Jun Huanyu responded.

"Just stay here and don't move. I'll go get a steward."

After saying this, Elder Qiu left with his hands behind his back.

After a while, a manager who was as fat as a ball came quickly towards us. His fat was squeezing around, which was quite interesting.

When the fat steward saw Jun Huanyu, his jaw dropped to the ground: "Ah, this..." He scratched the few remaining strands of black hair on his head.

"How should I arrange this?"

Jun Huanyu looked at him and saw that he was wearing a black and white gilded robe. The robe was so wide that his huge belly filled up the robe. He looked like a Maitreya Buddha, with the same enlarged earlobes.

"Disciple Jun Huanyu, nice to meet you, manager." Jun Huanyu bowed.

The fat steward chuckled and said, "Just call me Steward Zeng."

Si Chengfeng followed the crowd, and when he stepped onto the first step, he felt a faint sense of oppression, very faint.

He circulated his spiritual power and began to run. He ran all the way to the 300th floor, and the pressure began to increase a lot. Si Chengfeng stood on the 300th step, looking at those people below him who were struggling to hold on and those who were running up.

The strength, talent and endurance of each person were all on display.

After a few breaths of rest, Si Chengfeng circulated his spiritual energy again and rushed up. He looked forward and saw that many people had surpassed him and were not far from the 500 steps. He saw the old man standing on the towering stone gate with his hands behind his back, closing his eyes and resting his mind, like a hermit with a faint aura of a strong man.

Ten breaths later, Si Chengfeng rushed to the 500th step. There was pressure, but he could still bear it. Looking again, he saw that there were actually a few people who simply sat on the 500th step to rest, but there were still more people who kept rushing up!

After pausing for a few breaths, Si Chengfeng started to rush up again. In fact, the test of this level was quite easy. Although the pressure would become greater and greater with each level of stairs, there seemed to be a limit.

It was not until Si Chengfeng rushed to the 999th step that the pressure disappeared in an instant. Si Chengfeng looked up and saw a number of fairy mountains and pavilions coming into view. It was quite spectacular, with cranes flying in the clouds.

At the same time, there were several people around him who had rushed up before him, three men and one woman. Si Chengfeng clasped his fists towards them, and they returned the greeting.

After waiting for about half an hour, I heard the old man standing on the stone gate shout, "Those who have entered the 500th floor, please go up!"

Those who had already surpassed the 500th floor began to move upwards, and suddenly found that the pressure on their bodies disappeared. Some people saw it and could only admire the old man's strength in their hearts.

"Drunkard! Why don't you come out to pick up the examinees?" The old man roared again, resounding throughout the mountaintops and valleys.

In an instant, a wine gourd that covered the sky appeared, and an old man was sitting on it.

"Why are all the Yuanxing Sect supervised by old men? Last year there was a very beautiful elder!"

"Puchi, when can you change your stinky mouth? If your father wasn't a famous scholar, you would have died in some wild ditch long ago!" Someone in the crowd was discussing.

"Who? Who just said his father was a great scholar? What a coincidence! My father is one grade higher than your father! My father is a famous scholar."

"The next stage is the scientific examination. Don't tell me there are still illiterates here?"

At this moment, there was a sudden silence, and everyone looked at the young man who had risen to prominence. He had a face as black as charcoal, but his brows were as sharp as swords. He actually said such words.

The boy noticed the abnormality of the crowd, looked embarrassed, and hurriedly walked to the other side of the crowd.

Si Chengfeng stood aside and watched everyone.

Among these examinees, some are from prominent families, while others are from poor families.

But these are not a big deal, because Yuanxing Sect is the strongest sect in Guisu Prefecture, and the admissions and examinations are basically fair to everyone.

Protagonist: Si Shaolong
Constitution: The truth is simple, and cultivation is like taking a plane, soaring up to 90,000 miles, and your realm will be determined by fate!

Teacher: Linxun Taoist Priest (Linxun Taoist Priest)
Realm, the realm of soul induction, the realm of spiritual communication, the realm of dawn, the realm of mixed origin, the realm of ultimate perfection, the myth of martial arts (the realm of holding up the sky), the way of the saints (quasi-saints, saints, saints of status, saints of heaven, true saints of nine extremes!), unparalleled (unparalleled divine consciousness), the way of the gods (beginner level, intermediate level, advanced level), the way of the supreme, the eternal way!

Basics: spiritual power, holy power, divine power.

神识：会心（1～20阶），通魄（21～50阶），精魂（51～80阶），神识永恒！（100阶）
Top powerhouses: Xun Family: Xun Shian, Human Emperor: Xia Huanyu! Demon Gods: Emperor Tian, ​​Zhulong, Great Sun Indestructible Dragon Emperor, World-destroying Flame Dragon, World-saving Blue Dragon! Thirteen peerless emperors: Kongtong Emperor, Yinxu Ghost Emperor, Kunpeng Emperor,
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