Sign in for a Hundred Years, I Will Become a Peerless Sword Immortal

　　 "There really is a sword fairy in this world!"

　　 If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Meng Fan would never believe that there really were immortal cultivators in this world called the Sword Spirit Continent.

　　 When he first crossed this world, Meng Fan was still very confused. Until today, he entered the Sword Sect of Shu Mountain and saw someone flying with a sword and someone driving a crane in the clouds. He had to believe it.

　　 Shushan Jianzong is one of the best sword repair schools in Shu.

　　 However, Meng Fan entered the Shushan Sword Sect today not because he became a Shushan disciple, he was just a handyman.

　　 Meng Fan's life is very bad in this life. He only has one arm, and he still has his left arm.

　　 merged with the memory of the original owner. His right arm was eaten when he was attacked by a monster in the village. Later, the sword fairy of Shushan arrived in time and saved his life.

　　Sword Fairy of Shushan has always taken the responsibility of eliminating demons and defending the way, saving countless people!

　　The sword fairy who saved people took Meng Fan to Shushan in the Heping Village where the rescued people were taken in!

　　 Ten days ago, the original owner had a serious illness and was replaced by him who came across from the earth.

　　 Heping Village relies on Shushan Jianzong to live, and almost everyone in the village does things for Jianzong.

　　 Today, Jianzong needed to recruit a group of handyman disciples, and Meng Fan was brought in.

　　 An orphan with a broken arm like him is almost a waste person. Without the protection of the Sword Sect of Shu Mountain, it would be very difficult to live in this world where demons are rampant and the strong respected.

　　 After these ten days, Meng Fan has passed the impetuousness of the initial period of the journey, and his mood has gradually calmed down, and he has accepted his fate of breaking his arm.

　　 In the world of cultivating immortals, there is still a chance to be reborn after severed limbs. Meng Fan is not so easy to give up. He puts his hopes on cultivation. Entering the Sword Sect is an opportunity.

　　 Under the leadership of the handyman supervisor, Meng Fan and the other 30 people from Heping Village came to a side hall.

　　 "It is your blessing to be able to enter the sword sect and do things. Remember, don't run around in the sword sect. There are many rules here, and everything is subject to the arrangements."

　　 The director of the handyman said to everyone.

　　 "Someone will come to assign work to you in a while, and I will work hard in Jianzong in the future, Jianzong will not treat you badly."

　　 It didn't take long for a Deacon of Grey Cannon to walk in. He glanced at the crowd and picked out ten stronger teenagers.

　　 Then came several deacons one after another, and picked one after another.

　　None of these deacons picked Meng Fan. Most of them just looked indifferently or compassionately. They came to pick someone to do something, and of course they had to choose a healthy person.

　　 Meng Fan, who is disabled, has no competitiveness.

　　 An hour later, only Meng Fan was left here.

　　 At this time, an old man in blue came in. He saw that there was only Meng Fan. He broke his arm and the corner of his eye jumped slightly.

　　 The handyman supervisor looked at him embarrassedly, "Old Zhang, you are late, there is only one left."

　　 "Hey, I'm too far from Jianzhong, you don't notify me sooner." Zhang Lao sighed and glared at the supervisor. He was obviously dissatisfied.

　　 Meng Fan squeezed his left fist vigorously. This is the sorrow of the disabled, and it is very realistic.

　　 "Lao Zhang, how about...I will notify you in advance when you come again next time." The supervisor asked Zhang tentatively.

　　 Meng Fan looked at the supervisor fiercely, but the handyman supervisor did not look at him, but respectfully bowed his head and waited for Zhang Lao's response.

　　 This time there are only thirty-five handyman places. Zhang Lao is the last one. If Zhang doesn't want him, no one wants him. If he can't do handymanship, he will leave Jianzong.

　　 Next time, for Meng Fan, there will be no next time. If he fails to choose, the supervisor will not bring it again.

　　 Meng Fan looked at Zhang Lao imploringly, unwilling and stubborn, and hoped that Zhang Lao would accept him.

　　 Just in time, Zhang Lao also looked at him, his eyes met.

　　 "Forget it, it's him, anyway, I don't have a running errand, and there is no harm in having fewer arms."

　　 Meng Fan heaved a sigh of relief and gratefully looked at Mr. Zhang. As long as he could stay, he would have a chance.

　　……

　　 "I am the elder guarding the tomb of Jianzhong, you call me Zhang Lao, I am the only one in Jianzhong, and now there is one more you."

　　 "Your job is to help me with chores. You can do what I tell you to do."

　　 "There are three main things, cleaning the gate, delivering food, and running errands!"

　　 "Five taels of silver a month, you need to inform me in advance if you want to go out of the sect. In principle, you can take three days off each month."

　　……

　　 "You remember what I said!"

"remember!"

　　 More than an hour later, Meng Fan followed Zhang Lao to a mountain gate.

　　 "This is Sword Tomb, you will live here from now on!"

　　 stands a towering stone monument in front of the mountain gate, on which is written two majestic characters with dragons and snakes.

　　 Sword Tomb!

　　 Meng Fan looked up. Behind the gate is a straight stairway leading to the top of the mountain. There is no greenery on the mountain, but full of swords!

　　 Large, small, complete, incomplete, various colors, countless swords, the sound of the wind, the sound of the swords, the sound of the sword, the sound of gold and iron, the stabbing Meng Fan is unsteady!

　　 "In the sword mound, the sword spirit is messy. Take this sword card and carry it with you to keep you safe."

　　 Zhang Lao handed a black iron sign with a sword pattern in the middle. Meng Fan took it in his hand and immediately felt a refreshing feeling, UU reading www.uukanshu. com's mind returned instantly, unaffected by the sound of the sword.

　　 "It's okay, don't move the sword here, or it will hurt you. Unless they take the initiative to find you, but that's almost impossible. The sword is alive and has its own domain, and strangers are not allowed to approach it."

　　 Zhang Lao took Meng Fan into the sword tomb and continued to tell him the rules here. Meng Fan listened carefully and respectfully.

　　 "This is your room, I live in it, if you have anything, come find me there!"

　　 After Zhang Lao took Meng Fan to the residence, he left.

　　 Meng Fan entered the room. The facilities inside were very simple, one bed, one table and four chairs.

　　 Tensed all the way, listening to Zhang Lao's speech attentively, and finally able to take a break, Meng Fan pulled the chair and sat down. At this moment, a mechanical sound suddenly sounded in his mind.

　　 "Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully activating the sign-in system."

　　 "Ding, does the host sign in here?"

　　 A fierce spirit of Meng Fan stood up, looked around, everything in the room was as usual.

　　System?

　　 sign in?

　　 My plug-in arrived?

　　 A series of question marks hit my heart. Meng Fan is no stranger to the system. In his previous life, he was a loyal fan of online novels.

The 　　 system is the most common plug-in for those who travel through the rebirth in the novel.

　　 When crossing over, Meng Fan often called the system dad in his mind, but he didn't expect to arrive until ten days later.

　　 Sure enough, Golden Finger may be late, but he will never be absent!

　　 "Ding, host, do you sign in here?"

　　 The reminder sounded again, and Meng Fan took his breath and replied with thoughts in his mind.

　　 "Sign in!"

　　 "Ding! Congratulations to the host for signing in successfully, getting rewards, bright Jianxin!"