The monk surnamed Cheng said politely: "The junior brother is really young and promising, he has reached the foundation building period at such a young age, and his future will be limitless." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Senior Brother Cheng is too praised. Liu Qinghuan said: "It's just a fluke." ”

The two exchanged a few polite words and began to get down to business. Liu Qinghuan took out the identity jade slip and asked him to add a few words to it. Seeing the monk surnamed Cheng take out a storage bag and say, "This is your monthly routine, and you can come here to get one on the tenth day of every month in the future." ”

Liu Qinghuan thanked him and swept it into the bag, which contained fifty lower-grade spirit stones and a Peiyuan Dan.

Although there are not many spirit stones, thinking that there are so many people in the foundation building period in the sect, this cost is a lot.

What's more, there is also a Pei Yuan Dan, which is much more precious than a spirit stone.

Pei Yuan Dan is not easy to refine, and its main elixir, Sanxia Lotus, is difficult to cultivate. Moreover, the Sanxia Lotus needed to refine Pei Yuan Dan must be at least a plant that is more than fifty years old.

This is also a great headache for Liu Qinghuan.

In the past, if he wanted to refine the Pei Ling Pill, he just went directly to buy the materials. But Pei Yuan Dan's elixir couldn't be bought if he wanted to, it was too scarce! And this situation would become more and more serious as his cultivation improved.

If he was lucky enough to be able to form a pill, then the various spirit herbs and elixirs after the pill period would be even more difficult to find, and even if one appeared, it would be contested. Therefore, in addition to some pills, most high-level cultivators rely on daily cultivation on weekdays, and at most use spirit stones.

Countless thoughts instantly turned in Liu Qinghuan's mind, but his face remained silent, listening to the monk surnamed Cheng continue.

The monk surnamed Cheng also talked about other related matters for disciples in the foundation building period, such as a sect task that must be completed every year during the qi refining period, which has become a regulation that has no mandatory task in normal times, but if the sect has a designated task, it must be accepted if there are no special circumstances.

"But junior disciple, please rest assured, the sect generally allows our disciples to concentrate on cultivation, and even if there is a task, there is a time limit. The monk surnamed Cheng smiled: "A task like mine is a two-year round, and then I can not take the task for two years." ”

Liu Qinghuan said: "Thank you senior brother for your advice." ”

"In addition, the sect has another reward for newly promoted disciples, which requires you to go to the Liangyi Hall above the Taiyi Hall to lead. The monk surnamed Cheng took out another note and handed it to him.

After Liu Qinghuan thanked him, he left the Inner Affairs Hall and flew towards the top of the Immortal Peak.

After the Taiyi Palace, I flew up for a while, and I saw that between the clouds and mist, a magnificent hall stood among the tall sycamores in the autumn and autumn.

Liu Qinghuan landed on the square outside the hall, which was quiet and leisurely, sparsely populated, and not as crowded as the mountain down.

The main hall of the Liangyi Hall is closed, and only the door of the side hall next to it is open. Liu Qinghuan walked over and knocked lightly on the door.

There is only one old man in the hall who is sleeping on the table with no image, and he can't see his cultivation at all, so it must be a real person above Jin Dan.

It's just that the old man didn't react when he heard his voice.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't, so he could only walk in by himself and called "senior" softly, but the other party still didn't react.

He had to stand by and wait, and waited for half an hour before he saw the old man move, then straightened up and stretched, and suddenly saw him standing in the house, as if he was startled, and his beard was cocked: "You little baby is silent, are you going to scare the old man to death?"

Liu Qinghuan was speechless, stepped forward and saluted: "Seniors forgive sins!" I am Liu Qinghuan, a disciple of Zhulin Mountain, who came to receive the reward of the newly promoted foundation building disciple. As he spoke, he handed over the note given by the monk surnamed Cheng.

The old man took it with a yawn, and muttered in his mouth: "Why are there so many little babies building a foundation recently, so that the old man can't sleep well, I have to talk to Lao Li about this matter when I turn around......

He glanced at the note, then casually threw it behind him, took out a small jade plaque from his bosom and threw it to him: "Go! Don't disturb the old man's sleep." As he spoke, he lay down again.

Liu Qinghuan caught the jade card and froze, where did he go? He searched around the house, but there was nothing but the table in front of the old man.

Is it to go out there somewhere?

At this time, I saw a doorway suddenly appear silently behind the old man.

Liu Qinghuan looked at the old man, and when he saw that he had started snoring, he raised his feet and walked to the door.

"Only two samples. A dream-like voice came from behind him, Liu Qinghuan hurriedly turned around and saluted, and replied, "Yes." ”

Behind the door, there are some similarities with the Chuangong Building, and there are many doors, but most of them are closed. Only the two doors marked "Sutra" and "Instrument" were open, and the door was covered with a protective cover like a microwave.

Liu Qinghuan shook the jade card against the door and advanced into the "instrument" room.

Inside is a huge space, large or small wooden platforms are scattered and arranged, and there are hundreds of them.

And there is one thing on each wooden platform, there are ordinary swords, there are also bizarre things, all of them are shining with various colors of spiritual light in the light mask, and Liu Qinghuan's eyes are straight.

"Wow!" Liu Qinghuan involuntarily let out a cheer, he could choose two out of the hundreds of spiritual weapons?

I couldn't wait to walk to the wooden platform closest to the door, and saw a brilliant dagger flying around on its own in the protective shield on the platform, and the aura like flame wings stretched on both sides of the blade, which looked extraordinary!

And in the corner of the platform, there are a few lines of words: Vermilion Bird Blade, the magic weapon of the lower grade......

There is no need to read the words in the back, Liu Qinghuan only felt dizzy, can he still choose the magic weapon? !

He pressed his face to the hood and looked at the extremely beautiful Suzaku blade inside the hood with greed. It's a pity that magic weapons can not be used until the Dan period, and he can only put them in a storage bag.

But...... Liu Qinghuan's eyes lit up: Or take it out and sell it? A magic weapon can almost buy a basket of spirit weapons back!

But is it that simple? The sect would leave such a big hole for these Reservoir Monks?

Liu Qinghuan looked at the jade plate in his hand, input the spiritual power into it, and shook it against the protective shield, but there was no response. I pressed the jade plate to it again, but there was still no response.

Well, he reluctantly glanced at the Suzaku Blade again, and walked to the next wooden platform.

On this wooden platform, there is a set of full-body armor. The armor was layered with black armor pieces stacked on top of each other, and it looked unusually heavy.

Liu Qinghuan looked at the introduction on the side of the wooden platform: tungsten iron armor, a high-grade spiritual weapon, is made of tungsten essence extracted from iron tungsten by monks above the Dan stage with real fire, weighing one hundred and eighty catties, and can resist most spell attacks in the foundation building period......

Liu Qinghuan touched his chin, this weight, I'm afraid only physical cultivation can bear it. He wants to put it on, then no one else will beat him, he himself is tired enough first.

However, when he saw this set of tungsten iron armor, he also had an idea of what kind of spiritual weapon he needed. He has a golden gourd and a sword intent of life and death, and there is no shortage of attack methods for the time being, but such a defensive spiritual weapon is extremely needed.

Liu Qinghuan looked at them one by one, and when he met someone who was satisfied, he wrote down the location. There are so many things in it, and he is not in a hurry, so he naturally has to read them all before making a decision.

But the quality of the things that can be included here is not bad, which makes Liu Qinghuan look at it with great pity, and he wants everything, but he can't decide for a while.

After reading a circle, he walked to the "Sutra" room, which was furnished almost the same as the "instrument" room, and there was a book or jade slip placed on each wooden platform, with notes next to it.

Liu Qinghuan looked at the past the same, almost dazzled and entangled. There were so many options to choose from, and he didn't know how to choose.

Until he came to a platform where only one jade slip was placed. The corner of this platform reads: Nine Heavens Distraction Technique, Wen Shi sent eight thousand years ago Yuanying monk Yi Nian Zhenjun to create his own exercises. It is divided into nine layers, cultivating the gods and refining the mind, and distracting the mind.

Liu Qinghuan searched in his memory, and in the tens of thousands of years of history of the Wenshi Sect, there were not 1,000 but 800 Yuanying monks, and he really couldn't remember the deeds of this person.

There is also a small line below those lines: This technique is extremely dangerous, and those with weak divine sense must not cultivate.

But Liu Qinghuan almost saw this technique, and he had already decided to leave it at that!