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Chapter 1 Wanjian Jianzhong, sign in! (Please collect, please recommend!)
Tianyuan Continent, Eastern Territory.

Wan Jianzong.

Inside the main hall, there were densely packed young disciples who had just passed the examination and were about to enter the Wanjian Sect to practice.

Everyone's face was filled with excitement.

After all, Wan Jianzong is the number one kendo sect in the Eastern Region known as the Holy Land of kendo.

As a sword cultivator, who wouldn't want to worship in it and practice the holy law of swordsmanship.

I hope that one day I can soar into the sky and become the sword master admired by thousands of people!

Now that they have passed the assessment, they may even be favored by the elders present and be selected as personal disciples. Naturally, they are extremely excited.

Ye Chen was also standing in the crowd at the moment. Unlike the other disciples around, Ye Chen didn't have any talent for swordsmanship, nor did he pass the examination of the sect.

In fact, he came in through the back door.

Ye Chen is a time traveler. The place he traveled to at the beginning was the Ye family, one of the three major families in Qingzhou, the son of the head of the Ye family, and also a good-for-nothing young master.

I thought I got the 30-year-old Hedong, 30-year-old Hexi, don't bully Ye Chen who is a young man with poor scripts.

In the end, before the appearance of Grandpa Goldfinger, the Ye family suffered a sudden change.

The head of the family disappeared, and the family was in turmoil. As the young head of the family, Ye Chen had mediocre talent and had no other support.

Naturally, they couldn't fight against the lineage of the Great Elder, so they could only be forced to escape from the Ye family in Qingzhou.

Fortunately, his father had an old relationship with an inner sect elder of Wan Jianzong, so Ye Chen was able to enter Wan Jianzong through the back door and seek asylum.

"Congratulations to all of you who have passed the examination. From today onwards, you will become disciples of my Wan Jianzong. You should work hard, concentrate on the sword, eliminate evil and promote good, and save the world and help people."

On the stage, an old man with a fairy spirit, carrying a long sword on his back, said loudly.

"Next, there will be my sect, the elders of the inner sect, and the elders of the outer sect will select the direct disciples and the registered disciples in turn."

"In addition, today, the suzerain may also come here to select registered disciples. You must perform well and don't miss such a good opportunity."

Hearing that the sect master came to select disciples, there was a commotion in the hall, and the new disciples were even more excited.

Everyone fantasizes that after being selected by the suzerain, they will seize the good fortune, marry the saint, and embark on a beautiful life at the pinnacle of life!

Ye Chen couldn't help but feel a little moved.

After all, this world respects martial arts, only the strong can control their own destiny, and the weak have no right to speak.

The most important thing in cultivating the Tao, besides talent, is resources. If you can worship under the suzerain, even if it is just a registered disciple, the benefits will be beyond imagination.

Maybe I can find my missing cheap daddy.

As for the Ye family in Qingzhou, from the moment Ye Chen escaped from the Ye family, he didn't want to have anything to do with it.

However, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

The suzerain did pick two people to be registered disciples, but neither of them were Ye Chen.

Not only that, the elders of the inner sect, the elders of the outer sect, also selected the direct disciples and the named disciples in turn, and there was no Ye Chen.

In the main hall, soon only Ye Chen was left standing there alone.

The old man on the stage saw Ye Chen standing alone in the center of the hall, looked around, and asked, "Is there any elder willing to accept this disciple?"

"This kid's talent is really bad!"

"The way of swordsmanship is difficult for ordinary martial arts, how can such a talent cultivate swords?"

"The old man is indeed unwilling to accept this disciple, and ruin my reputation!"

The elders around talked a lot, but they didn't mean to accept Ye Chen as a disciple.

Seeing this situation, the old man on the stage couldn't help sighing in his heart, Ye Chen entered Wanjianzong through him.

Now, no one accepts Ye Chen as a disciple. Although it is reasonable, it is also unexpected.

After thinking for a moment, the old man said: "Ye Chen, since no elder is willing to accept you as a disciple, are you willing to go to my Wanjian Sword Tomb and be a gravekeeper?"

"The disciple is willing."

Ye Chen replied in a deep voice, although he was a little sad at the result that no elder accepted him as a disciple.

But since there is still a chance to stay in Wanjianzong, Ye Chen is naturally unwilling to give up, even if it is just to be a gravekeeper.

There is no fixed way to practice all the way, so who knows what will happen in the future?
The ceremony of enrolling in the sect ended soon, and Ye Chen followed an outer sect deacon all the way to the back mountain of Wanjianzong, where Wanjianjian Tomb was deep in the back mountain.

When there was still some distance from the back mountain, the outer door deacon who was leading the way stopped in his tracks, turned his head and said to Ye Chen:
"Little brother, there is Wanjianjian Tomb in front of you. You can go there by yourself. You will work here from now on. For specific matters, you can go there and find the elders in charge of guarding the tomb. They will tell you. Remember, Qian Do not enter the depths of the Sword Tomb."

After explaining to Marven Ye, the deacon quickly turned around and left, as if he didn't want to stay here any longer.

Ye Chen could only continue walking towards the back mountain alone.

When approaching the back mountain, Ye Chen clearly felt a strong evil spirit permeating the air.

A series of negative emotions can't be restrained, and even the mind seems to be affected.

No wonder the senior deacon just left in a hurry, this place doesn't seem to be a good place.

Ye Chen's face was a little dignified, and he walked forward while thinking in his heart.

After walking for about ten minutes, Ye Chen came to a small wooden house at the foot of the mountain, and was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, when the door opened by itself.

"come in."

An old and weak voice came from the room.

Ye Chen walked in, the room was very simple, there was only one table, one bed, a few futons, and a few chairs.

A skinny old man was sitting on a futon, looking up and down at Ye Chen.

Seeing this, Ye Chen hurriedly bowed his hands and said, "Disciple Ye Chen pays respects to the elder guarding the tomb."

On the way here just now, through the introduction of the deacon who led the way, Ye Chen also got a general understanding of some things about the sword tomb and the tomb keeper.

Wanjianjian Tomb is the place where the suzerains of Wanjianzong and some powerful elders sit, and it is also a place to suppress demons in the Eastern Region.

Suppressing the extraterritorial evil spirits that invaded Tianyun Continent thousands of years ago, these extraterritorial evil spirits are difficult to destroy, and their ghosts linger, causing the back mountain to be shrouded in evil spirit all the year round.

This kind of evil spirit is different from the spiritual energy of Tianyuan Continent, and it will seriously affect the cultivation of warriors.

The disciples of the younger generation are unwilling to come here. Most of the tomb guards guarding the sword mound are elders who are about to die soon, regardless of their own lives, to maintain the stability of the sword mound.

Therefore, Ye Chen respected the skinny old man in front of him from the bottom of his heart.

"Unexpectedly, there are still young people willing to come here." The old man looked at Ye Chen with some surprise, and continued to speak.

"Come with me."

The old man led Ye Chen to another hut, and briefly introduced Ye Chen's work.

In fact, the job is very simple, that is, to go around the sword mound a few times a day to see if there is anything abnormal and if the seal is loose.

After explaining some precautions, the old man left, leaving Ye Chen alone in the room.

Suddenly, a mechanical voice sounded in Ye Chen's mind.

"Ding! The god-level sign-in system has been bound!"

system?Ye Chen was overjoyed. Ye Chen, who had read many online novels in his previous life, was certainly no stranger to the system.

This is a magic weapon!

Sure enough, the sky has not failed me, Goldfinger will only be late, not absent.

Ye Chen suppressed the joy in his heart as much as possible, and asked in a low voice: "What is your role in the system?"

"This system can sign in at different places once a day and get sign-in rewards. Some places can only sign in once, and some places can sign in repeatedly."

"The more special the place, the richer the rewards for signing in. The rewards for repeated sign-ins are not as good as the first time. After a certain number of repeated sign-ins, you will also get special rewards."

After listening to the system introduction, Ye Chen became more and more delighted.

You can sign in every day, and there are rewards every day. This system is really awesome!

Hurry up and try it first, what kind of sign-in rewards you can get, Ye Chen immediately said:

"System, sign in at Wanjian Sword Tomb!"

"Ding, the sign-in was successful, congratulations to the host for getting it..."

(End of this chapter)