I am getting stronger and stronger in the world of demons and monsters

Chapter 24 It’s hard for you to make soy sauce, right?
  Sure enough, as Li Xiaolan expected, hundreds of martial arts cultivators dressed in fancy attire and with extraordinary momentum had gathered at the entrance of Daze Hall of Yinfumen at the entrance of Mule Street.

In the distance of the street, many people gathered to watch the excitement. However, these people were obviously afraid of these martial artists and did not dare to get close at all. They only dared to watch the excitement from a distance. Lin Xuankong squeezed into the crowd, observed the martial arts practitioners for a while, and then walked over there with hope in his eyes.

"Brother Lin, come here quickly!" A voice sounded on the roadside.

Lin Xuankong turned around and saw old man Zhang selling pies across the street. This old man Zhang does know how to do business. He will go wherever there are people!
  After Lin Xuankong walked over, Old Man Zhang whispered: "Brother Lin, those standing over there are powerful cultivators who plan to join the Yinfu Sect. Don't go over there, in case you offend them. That’s trouble!”

After saying that, he looked at Lin Xuankong's smooth and plump hands, and couldn't help but think of his daughter-in-law's hands again.

Lin Xuankong smiled, "I'm here to join the Yinfu Sect too!"

"What?" Old man Zhang was stunned, but saw that Lin Xuankong had turned around and walked towards the martial arts cultivators.

What a joke!
  The Lin family brother is seven or eight years older than me, right? Joining the Yin Fu Sect? It’s not too bad to join the ‘Beitian Tang’ for elderly care!
  I'm afraid Brother Lin can't even beat his own daughter-in-law!

Even if my daughter-in-law can join, there is no way he can join the Yin Fu Sect! Old man Zhang looked at Lin Xuankong's back with a surprised expression.

When Lin Xuankong squeezed into the crowd,
  Those cultivators who were watching the announcement at the entrance of Yinfu Gate were also a little surprised when they saw the old man squeezing over.

Not that they make a fuss! Most of these martial artists are in their twenties or thirties, and even the older ones are all under forty years old. They are all energetic, with black hair and strong bodies. Lin Xuankong, who is standing in the crowd, has a full head. White hair, nearly sixty years old!
  Lin Xuankong didn't pay attention to the looks of the people around him. He carefully looked at the announcement posted next to the lintel of the Yinfu Gate.
  The general meaning of the announcement is: Yinfu Sect has recently been recruiting disciples and talents, and welcomes some heroes to join. It lists some conditions for joining, as well as the treatment of disciples, deputy stewards, etc.

After Lin Xuankong took a rough look at it, he frowned slightly.
  According to the Yin Fu Sect's announcement, those who want to become a disciple of the Yin Fu Sect must pass a talent test.

However, as long as you have entered the Mortal Transformation Realm, you can join directly and become a disciple!

However, Yin Fu Sect disciples need to complete some Yin Fu Sect tasks in order to receive a small amount of medicinal materials for Jiuzhuan Yiqi Decoction, and it will take several months before they can get the opportunity to practice Yin Fu Gong. The treatment of the disciples is very average! Lin Xuankong said secretly.

Looking at the treatment, the Yin Fu Sect disciples were able to complete the tasks every time, and it took almost two days to get together a serving of Nine Transformation Qi Replenishing Soup. Even if it was just to maintain high-speed cultivation, it was not enough! Besides, I must also get some medicinal materials for the young lady!
  He continued to look down,
  The requirements for the deputy steward of Yinfu Sect are even higher. Not only do they have to pass the test, but they also have to compete in martial arts.
  However, the treatment of the deputy steward is excellent, much better than that of the disciples!

Once foreign cultivators pass the test and compete in martial arts, they can become deputy stewards. In addition to various rights, they can also get two doses of the medicinal materials of Jiuzhuan Yiqi Decoction every day. In addition, as long as they complete the three steward tasks, they can practice immediately. There is no need to wait for several months for Yin Fu Lei from Yin Fu Sect!

Lin Xuankong looked at the hundreds of cultivators around him and saw that there were many masters with extraordinary momentum.

He secretly thought: These individual warrior cultivators are usually not very showy, but they must be crouching tigers, hidden dragons. He cannot underestimate others.

These people are rushing to join the Yinfu Sect because of the shortage of medicinal materials. Competition for the position of deputy manager will be fierce!
  But I am already in the early stage of the second level. In order to advance to the late stage of the second level as soon as possible, in order to practice the magical Yin Fu Lei as soon as possible, I have to compete with these heroes, and my hard work of training will not be in vain!

I just don’t know what the first test the Yin Fu Sect deputy steward needs to do is.
  At this time, among the many Yinfu Sect disciples who were maintaining order near the door, one person walked out, it was Gu Beicheng. He looked at the many martial practitioners and said:

"Fellow laymen, Mr. Jiang has an order. Those who want to join my Yin Fu Sect and become a disciple can wait for the test in a few days. If you want to apply to become the deputy steward, you can enter the dojo now for the test and martial arts competition!"

Manager Jiang?

When Lin Xuankong heard Gu Beicheng mention Manager Jiang, his mind couldn't help but think of the pretty Taoist nun and what she said about the strange man in the hat.

As he was thinking, more than a dozen of the individual warrior cultivators were already walking towards the hall.

One of the men raised his hands to one of the many martial cultivators, who had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a square mouth and a broad nose, and said: "Brother Yang, for the medicinal materials needed for the cultivation of several children at home, I want this position of management no matter what. It’s time to fight, won’t you come?”

The individual martial cultivator known as Brother Yang shook his head.
  "Brother, you have reached the first level of perfection and have extremely rich combat experience. The others must also have their own unique skills!

There are only six people available for the position of deputy steward of Yin Fu Sect. Even if I get in, I will just show my shame. "

When the man heard this, he sighed and walked away.

While the martial arts cultivators were discussing, martial arts cultivators kept coming out of the crowd and walking towards the hall.

The martial cultivator named Yang sighed: "The Black Tiger Gang's seizure of medicinal materials has made the hidden masters in Daze Mansion unbearable! I didn't expect that there are so many individual martial arts cultivators in Daze Mansion!"

A martial artist next to him said:

"Everyone usually doesn't want to join a sect and is restricted by others. Now we have no choice but to rely on each sect. However, the Yinfu Sect has always had a good reputation. How come there are only about a hundred people who came to pay homage to the gate today!"

At this moment, a bald martial cultivator walked out of the crowd. He scratched his bald head and said:

"It is said that the Black Tiger Gang is also recruiting members, and the conditions given are very good. It is estimated that many martial arts practitioners have chosen to join the Black Tiger Gang!

It’s just that the Black Tiger Gang acted shamelessly, and the things they did to seize medicinal materials were too sinister! Even if I, Li Er, can't enter the Yin Fu Sect or get medicinal materials, I will never join that bullshit Black Tiger Gang! "

Many martial cultivators couldn't help but change their expressions when they heard what the bald man said. Some people smiled at the bald man and said, "This brother is quite straightforward!"

While everyone was talking, Lin Xuankong looked around,

Seeing that no one was entering the hall anymore, he straightened up and walked toward the door.

The martial cultivators who were discussing among themselves couldn't help but look surprised when they saw this white-haired old man walking towards the door at this moment.

Gu Beicheng obviously did not recognize Lin Xuankong. He frowned and looked at the old man in front of him, "What can I do for you, old man? Our Yinfu Sect is recruiting deputy stewards."

Suddenly someone in the crowd said:

"Isn't this Brother Lin who often carries the burden of cooking cakes and sells them along the street?
  Brother Lin, why did you come here? The Yinfu Sect is recruiting disciples. You can't come here casually! "

The person who spoke seemed to be afraid that Lin Xuankong was deaf, so he deliberately shouted out of kindness.

"Pfft" sound,
  In the crowd, a long-faced martial cultivator with a sickly red face laughed.

This long-faced martial artist looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old. He smiled and said: "This old man turned out to be a seller of cooking cakes. He just stood next to me and read the announcement for a long time. It seems that he didn't understand what was written on it. But we After discussing it for a long time, he should have understood it, is he confused?"

The martial cultivator surnamed Yang saw the joking look on his face and couldn't help but said: "It's not easy at such an old age, brother, please stop laughing at him!"

The long-faced martial artist was stunned, his smile became a little stiff, and he muttered: "What does it matter?"

Lin Xuankong ignored everyone's comments and said to Gu Beicheng: "Taoist Priest, I came here to join your sect and apply for a position as deputy steward!"

After he said this, the faces of the martial cultivators around him suddenly became strange.

"Pfft", the long-faced martial artist couldn't help laughing again.

He smiled in a strange tone: "An old man who sells cooking cakes also plans to join the Yinfu Sect, and also plans to defeat others and become a respected deputy steward? Old man, at your age, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to push a cart. , it’s hard to even make soy sauce!”

"Brother Lin, please go home quickly. This is the Yin Fu Sect, not a place for joking!" Someone reminded in a low voice.

After hearing what these two people said,

Many of the martial cultivators burst into laughter and kept pointing at Lin Xuankong. There were also some people who looked at Lin Xuankong carefully with a trace of doubt in their eyes.

Lin Xuankong stood alone in front of the crowd, and laughter, discussions, and sighs from the crowd kept coming from behind.

He frowned and looked at Gu Beicheng, "Your family is recruiting martial arts practitioners. Is there an age limit?"

Seeing that he was old and being laughed at and discussed by everyone, Gu Beicheng couldn't bear it, so he said: "This old layman has an age limit for applying as a disciple, but there is no age limit for the position of deputy steward.

All you need to do is pass the test and outperform others in the martial arts competition. However, when everyone is fighting against each other during the martial arts competition, accidents will inevitably happen! Fists and feet have no eyes, old layman, at your age.”

Lin Xuankong stepped forward, "If I am not strong enough, I will kill you without any regrets!"

Gu Beicheng originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Lin Xuankong's decisive tone and steady and strong steps when walking, he couldn't help but move his eyes and swallowed back the words of dissuasion in his mouth.

After taking a few more glances at Lin Xuankong's back, he couldn't help stroking three strands of his long beard, and thought to himself: Why does this person's back feel familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere?
  (End of this chapter)