I couldn't go undercover, so I had to marry a demon saint

Chapter 1

rustling!
The dust shook and was sucked into a porcelain white jade bottle.

The dusk light shines through the rows of ancient wooden bookshelves and shines on the handsome young man in white, casting a long and slanting shadow.

Shen Bulang put away the jade bottle, rearranged the messed up ancient scrolls and jade slips, scanned around to make sure there were no mistakes, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Then go downstairs.

The Sutra Pavilion is very large, divided into seven floors, and each floor has several areas.

His job is to clean the area he is responsible for every day.

If there are brothers from the outer sect who come to read the classics, help them find what they need.

Familiarity with every file, classic, and secret technique in one's own area is also one of the jobs, or basic requirements, of the disciples of the Sutra Pavilion.

Of course, as handyman disciples, they couldn't understand the specific content of the secret technique, nor did they have the right to check it.

There are restrictions on these jade slips, and only the identity tokens of outer disciples can open them.

Therefore, they just know that there is such a book here and such a bamboo slip there.

The few books that can be read are all general books.

For example, "Encyclopedia of Introductory Knowledge in the Practice World", "5 Years of the Holy Way and the False Way".
Furthermore, there are several exercises and spells practiced uniformly by the handyman disciples.

The Sutra Pavilion opens when the sun rises and closes when the sun sets.

Just like going to work in his previous life, Shen Bulang went downstairs on time every day at dusk, leaving the Scripture Pavilion, and returned to the Scripture Pavilion in the morning of the next day in the blood-red dawn.

At night, only the deacon of the outer door is in charge of guarding here.

When he reached the second floor, Shen Bulang heard a scream.

"Master Deacon, it's really not me who damaged it, but the brother of the outer sect accidentally broke it."

But soon, the disciple fell silent.

look away.

[The disciple of the Sutra Pavilion handyman who just died]

[Realm: Third level of Qi Condensation Realm]

【Repair: 34】

[A bellyband I stole yesterday is still in the storage bag]

A haggard mummy was lying across the bookshelves, and beside it stood a man covered in a black robe, with a blurred face but a ghostly ghost.

Threads of blood were pulled away from the dead disciple and poured into the body of the man in black robes, which was as dry as tree bark.

The man in black robe raised his neck and took a deep breath, seeming to enjoy it very much.

"The taste of fresh blood is really delicious. It's so much worse than a virgin, what are you doing, why don't you hurry up and collect the body of this trash?"

The man in black snorted coldly and strode away.

It seems that sucking up this disciple is just a trivial matter.

【Deacon stationed in the Sutra Pavilion】

[Realm: Level [-] of Tongmai Realm]

【Repair: 5273】

[No blood, no joy, I just enjoyed the fresh blood of my virgin yesterday]

Those disciples hurriedly began to collect the corpses, Shen Bulang glanced at them, quickly withdrew them, and left quickly.

Ever since he traveled to this world of immortality a month ago, an information panel would appear on whoever his eyes fell on, just like the one just now.

Yes, he crossed.

is a time traveler.

In this world, there are countless sects and sects in the nine states and ten places, which have also been divided into good and evil. And he is a handyman disciple of the famous Wild Demon Sect.

During the day, he works in the Sutra Pavilion, and at night, he returns to Mrs. Bai's medicine field to take care of the elixir.

In the Wild Demon Sect, the handyman disciples in the Qi Condensation Realm have the least status. The outer deacons have the power of life and death over the handyman disciples. As long as they violate the rules of the religion, they can be killed on the spot without reporting to the Law Enforcement Hall.

Because the Wild Demon Sect, as a great sect of demons, has countless disciples, including hundreds of thousands of handyman disciples, and the most indispensable one is the handyman disciples.

Shen Bulang has experienced this kind of thing like today several times.

Therefore, he has been careful to do his duty and avoid angering the deacons.

There are also seven deacons on the seventh floor of the Sutra Pavilion. He is on the sixth floor and does not belong to the deacons on the second floor, but it does not mean that the deacons on the second floor cannot kill him.

If you really want to anger the other party, your own deacon will not say anything to help.

After leaving the Sutra Pavilion, Shen Bulang took a breath of fresh air and looked up at the sky.

The Wild Demon Sect is worthy of being a Demon Sect. Even the sky here is blood-colored, and there are often dark clouds covering the environment, which makes people feel depressing.

Of course, this is for their kind of handyman disciples who have no human rights, and for the high-ranking inner disciples and outer deacons, it is simply heaven.

The Devil's Cult pays attention to the law of the jungle, and if you have strength, you will have everything.

Outer sect deacons can own caves, men can raise charming concubines, and women can raise handsome concubines.

The favored handyman disciples had almost no qualifications to resist.

Of course, there are exceptions for some handyman disciples. These handyman disciples are more talented and will basically be able to enter the outer sect in the future, so the outer sect deacons cannot force them at will.

It is these mediocre handymen like them who are really allowed to be fished by mermaids.

However, although he was outstanding in appearance and handsome, but fortunately, he was protected by Mrs. Bai, so nothing happened to him.

As a farmer in Madam Bai's medicine field, even if other female deacons coveted him, they would not dare to fight for it.

Because Mrs. Bai is a Taoist companion of an outer sect elder.

As he was walking, Shen Bulang suddenly felt that his feet were being squeezed.

[Trigger Adventure: Koi Possession]

[You paused, as if you stepped on something, looked down, it was 10 low-grade spirit stones]

Looking around to make sure no one was paying attention, he quickly bent down, released the soles of his feet, took out the 10 shining crystals buried in the soil, and put them into the storage bag.

Then he stood up with a calm expression, as if nothing happened.

Stomping his feet calmly to flatten the upturned soil, Shen Bulang left with a normal expression.

Um.
In addition to those information panels that would automatically appear, this kind of "adventure" that happened every now and then was also part of his boring practice life.

All that was left of the original body was a handyman's disciple's robe, some insignificant books, some vials containing corpse powder, a broken sword, and more than 30 low-grade spirit stones.

This is all the savings he has accumulated in the ten years of training in the Wild Demon Sect.

Handyman disciples generally only earn one low-grade spirit stone a month, plus the need for cultivation and various expenses, including spirit stones "borrowed" from other handyman brothers, and there is not much that can be saved.

But in this month, he has already triggered the "Koi Possession" three times on the road between the Sutra Pavilion and the medicine field, and obtained 34 low-grade spirit stones.

Shen Bulang, who was in a good mood, hummed a little song and returned to the medicine field all the way.

Near the medicine field, there is a Linghu Lake.

Passing here every day, you can see a blind old man fishing quietly.

The old man was wearing coarse clothes and linen, sitting on an ancient bronze coffin. The ancient bronze coffin was filled with unknown elixirs. Even as a medicine farmer, Shen Bulang couldn't name them.

For the past month, the old man has been holding a dilapidated fishing rod with his back to the disciples who are hurrying back and forth.

As for the handyman disciples, they didn't even look at him as if they hadn't seen him.

But Shen Bulang came to see the old man every now and then.

For no other reason than the old man often had a big "?" popping up on his head from time to time.

"?" means that you can trigger "tasks" other than "adventures".

Shen Bulang still remembers the first time he saw the old man, the overwhelming sense of loneliness in the world and the profound and ancient temperament of being alone made him astonished immediately!

Especially the ancient bronze coffin that looks unattractive, the unknown exotic flowers and plants growing by the lake, and...
【Mysterious blind old man】

【realm:? ? ? 】

[Cultivation: ? ? ? 】

【? ? ? 】

A bunch of question marks.

Shen Bulang realized that this must be a peerless strong man, so he turned around and wanted to become his disciple.

And the reason why he dared to do this was because there was a "?" on his head, so he could touch it with confidence and would not be slapped to death.

This is also the experience he summarized after adapting to it for half a month after traveling through time.

The first time, I bowed my head.

"Greetings to senior, please accept me as your disciple!"

The old man just gave him a slap in the face without even looking back.

"Male? I won't accept it!"

"?"

The second time, Shen Bulang did not give up: "I beg the senior to give the junior a chance."

Hearing this, the old man seemed to have a little interest and patience.

"You have a sister?"

"No."

"Do you have any unmarried aunts or aunts?"

"No."

"Then what are you talking about with this old man? Get lost!"

"."

Until the ninth time, a prompt finally popped up.

[Trigger side mission: Satisfy the blind old man's hobby ([-])]

[Mission Difficulty: Half a Star]

[Mission Description: We are all like-minded people]

[Trigger condition: Talk to the old man often, chance to trigger]

【Whether to accept】

【whether】

Shen Bulang decisively chose to accept, and then saw two options.

[1. Old man, if you don’t accept me again, be careful that I will overturn your coffin board (arrogant)]

【2. Don't waste ten years of painstaking practice, I only regret not meeting a master, if the seniors don't give up, the juniors are willing to worship as the master!The master asks for something, and the disciple will do his best to satisfy it! (sincerely)]

He tried 1 decisively, and then died after trying. The coffin board was not lifted, but he was directly caught by the old man and put into the ancient bronze coffin and suppressed.

Before he fell into a coma, he felt as if there was a corpse in the ancient bronze coffin.

Fortunately, every time an option is triggered, he can roll back.

That's why he tried 1 first.

Anyway, if you can go back, don’t be afraid.

So Shen Bulang bowed down directly, and said in a deep voice: "Bulang has been cultivating hard for ten years, and he only regrets that he has not met a master. If the seniors don't give up, the younger generation is willing to worship as a master! The master has something to ask, and the disciple will do his best to satisfy it. !"

This time the old man finally felt a little moved, as if he was infected by Shen Bulang's affection: "What can you do to satisfy the old man?"

[1. I am talented and intelligent. Given time, I will be able to meet all the needs of Master (painting a big cake)]

[2. The younger generation is dull, please ask the master for clarification (blunt inquiry)]

[3. Mrs. Bai of our elixir garden is very beautiful and famous. Her Taoist companion has just died and she needs someone to comfort her. Master, why don’t you go? (pimp)】

[4. I have some collection of picture books here. I wonder if Master likes them? (bribe)】

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