Half a month later, Mocai Yi brought Zhang Xing and Soft Girl to Moyu Mountain.

Moyu Mountain is located in a strange place on the eastern continent.

The entire mountain range here is formed in steps, and the middle part of the mountain range enters the clouds, and the top is beyond sight.

The residence of the magic color clothing is in one of the largest palaces in the sky (the temple di n).

People in the mountain gate also called it the first palace.

The first palace is surrounded by eight second-largest palaces (the temple di n).

These are the territories of other palace masters.

The magic color clothing threw Zhang Xing to the bottom of the mountain gate, and flew away with Ruan Mei.

Zhang Xing stood alone in front of the door of the miscellaneous service room and watched a group of (discounted sh 杂 n) disciples in grey (color) coarse clothes were busy.

At this time, it was too late, and these disciples did not have the slightest intention to stop and rest.

They all looked at Zhang Xing with a very strange look, guessing.

It is probably because the qualifications are mediocre, and there is no way to worship the teacher.

Judging by his age, Xiu Wei is estimated to be at the top of the junior battle king.

Moyushan has strict requirements for disciples. Before the age of fifteen, he cannot accept the high-level king.

If there is a chance to stay as a miscellaneous disciple, when he is 20 years old, he can participate in another assessment.

If you fail to pass the exam, you will have to leave Shanmen automatically and pave the way for other newly-committed disciples.

So, they are very hard, they have to do (do gan) fourteen or five hours a day, and they have to take time to cultivate.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged man (body sh n) in a blue (color) commoner came out.

He had his hands on his back and looked arrogant, facing Zhang Xing with his nostrils.

"Your name is Zhang Xing, right?"

Zhang Xing nodded.

"I'm the manager here, my surname is Wu, and you will work under my hands."

"Come with me to get work clothes and (body sh n) tokens."

After speaking, Wu Guanshi turned (body sh n) and walked towards the house.

After a while, Zhang Xing changed the clothes of the handyman.

I received a two-inch-long copper token with a particularly cool number on it, number 9999!

That is to say, there are 10,000 miscellaneous apprentices in one person.

It can be seen that the scale of Moyu Mountain is so large that it has a large number of people, and it needs so many people to serve it.

"Zhang Xing, the miscellaneous disciples do everything (do gan), whatever the manager tells them, you (do gan), don't ask and be lazy.

"..."

Wu Guanshi sat on a chair that squeaked every time he hit the table while introducing rules to Zhang Xing.

Wu Guanshi's mouth (dry gan) was dry, but Zhang Xing didn't mean to respect the spirit.

I thought, the newcomer didn't understand the rules, so he had to remind him.

"Zhang Xing, don't look at us as the inferior disciples, but there are also 10,000 young people, and there are still many curved roads.

"If you are a little careless, you may have an accident ..."

Speaking of which, I stopped, and there was a face on your face (qing).

He also fiddled with a sublime spirit stone.

But seeing Zhang Xing still remained indifferent, as if listening carefully, and as if she were out of the sky.

"Pap!"

Wu Guanshi pointed at the table with a spirit stone.

"Zhang Xing, in the general service room, there is no problem that cannot be solved without spirit stone, spirit stone, do you understand?"

"Oh, I understand!"

"But I don't have a spirit stone."

Zhang Xing said lightly.

"No, don't you? People who can come here to learn art are more wealthy at home, are you fooling me?"

Wu Guanshi's face (color) became unsightly, wondering.

"I just don't have the money and I don't fool you."

"Wu Guanshi, if there is nothing else, I will go back to rest."

Zhang Xing still can't see the intention of Wu Guanshi, but wants to get money from his pocket, no way!