Two hundred and forty-five, the official of the texture of mutton fat jade

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Now that unlucky disciple of the Pure Yang Sect, he doesn't know where the bones are left, and it is estimated that even the bones are almost rotten, so naturally no one can go to him to ask for the news.

In addition, the current demonic calamity in Chong'an Country, even if you want to find out, you may not have the opportunity to find out.

The Qinghong Daoist listened to Zhu Lingwu's words, and his face couldn't help but become solemn, if it was an ordinary scholar clan, what he did just now would have been done, and the little mortal clan, he had already done it if he didn't take it by force.

But now this Zhu Lingwu is actually involved with the Great Jin Pure Yang Sect, so it's different, don't look at the status of the True Martial Arts Sect in the Great Jin Dynasty is not bad, but compared with the Pure Yang Sect, there is still a bit of a gap in that strength.

"So, this jade magic weapon was given to you by your master?"

Qinghong Daoist thought about it, but he found such an excuse for Zhu Lingwu, because in his mind, how could an ordinary scholar family have a magic weapon.

Zhu Lingwu also looked up at this immortal master of the True Martial Immortal Temple, and said in his heart that pulling the banner of the Pure Yang Sect seems to have some effect.

"Yes, it was given to me by the master, and he also said that I can use this to recruit apprentices in the Pure Yang Sect as a certificate, and naturally I can be taken care of, although my innate spiritual vein qualifications are a little poor, but the Pure Yang Sect should be able to recruit me for the sake of this jade magic weapon!"

Zhu Lingwu rode on a donkey and continued to flicker, and was seen by this Zhenwumen monk who had built the foundation to see his Xuanwu Huang Guangjue, Zhu Lingwu was really worried that the other party would rob him regardless of his identity.

Now that this Xuanwu Huang Guangjue is in this relationship, it can also reduce some of the other party's thoughts.

"I see! Then you can be regarded as a member of my immortal sect! Well, since this is the case, it is normal for the immortal sect to help each other! Come, you come in! Force out a drop of your essence and blood, and I can naturally be an identity official for you!"

This Qinghong Daoist heard that he was unlucky in his heart, in this case, this kind of magic weapon is naturally also in the Pure Yang Sect, if he really gets it in his hands, if it is exposed in the future, wouldn't it be in vain.

Although he does have some thoughts about the magic weapon, since it is a magic weapon, and this kid is already on guard, maybe he will capsize in the gutter.

It's better to have a good relationship with him, and it can be regarded as the end of the matter.

When Zhu Lingwu saw him say this, he couldn't help but be secretly happy in his heart, but it was not a good thing to take out a drop of essence blood, Zhu Lingwu also used other people's essence blood to plot against others in some of the techniques of the Xuanming Sect and the Hundred Ghost Sect.

A few thoughts turned in his heart, but Zhu Lingwu had no other way to think about it, so he glanced at the index finger of his right hand, and soon condensed a drop of essence blood from between his fingers and flew in the direction of the Qinghong Daoist.

As soon as Qinghong Daoren's mind moved, this drop of essence blood had already come to him, and then he pinched the magic trick in his hand and played a spiritual trick against this drop of essence blood.

This spiritual secret turned into spiritual light and wrapped the essence blood, and he hit several spiritual tricks in a row, and it didn't take long for the essence blood to turn into a trace of blood light in the spiritual light.

After that, the aura wrapped in essence blood turned into a phantom shadow with those blood threads, which was the terrain of Zhu's Wubao in Chilong Mansion of Chong'an Kingdom.

Qinghong Daoren's divine sense swept over this phantom, but nodded, "Well, what you said is right, you are indeed a disciple of the Chong'an Chilong Zhu Clan!"

Qinghong Daoist didn't know what he saw, as if he had really determined Zhu Lingwu's identity, and then he made a move to the side with his hand, and a small jade card flew over, and the aura that originally carried Zhu Lingwu's essence blood immediately fell on the jade small card.

"You, junior, do you think I really care about you and some other money and vulgar things? This kind of source search spell, plus this kind of official seal made of mutton fat jade plate, is not something that can be obtained at will! With this official certificate, you can pass freely in Dajin, which is also equivalent to using my true martial arts to guarantee your identity! Could it be that these means can be exchanged for money and vulgar things?"

This Qinghong Daoist is a little like he is going down the stairs, otherwise the immortal sect monks like them are greedy for some worldly money, and they will really lose the face of the true martial arts sect if they say it.

With the words of this Qinghong Daoist, Zhu Lingwu saw a small piece of mutton fat jade that had turned pale red flying over, and Zhu Lingwu's spiritual power went over to wrap it, and naturally took him in his hand.

On one side of this jade plaque is the word "Zhenwu", and on the other side there is the text of the Zhu family of Chilong Mansion in Chong'an Kingdom, but there is no specific name of Zhu Lingwu or anything.

In fact, as long as Zhu Lingwu's identity as a child of the scholar clan is verified, as for what his name is, it really doesn't matter how many rooms and veins he ranks in the Zhu clan in Chilong Mansion.

"Well, the juniors have been taught! The juniors also know that in the red world, it is inevitable to use some worldly money, well, since this is the case, then the juniors can do as they like, in this true martial immortal view, offer fifty taels of gold!"

Zhu Lingwu looked at this official with this identity, which was indeed good, and there seemed to be faint spiritual power fluctuations in this piece of mutton fat jade texture, although the spiritual power was extremely weak, it could be regarded as an extraordinary thing in the world.

"So let it be!

The Qinghong Daoist closed his eyes again, but he cultivated again on that couch, in his opinion, there might not be any intersection with Zhu Lingwu in the future, such a low-level qi refiner naturally wouldn't let him bother to entertain him.

"So the junior has said goodbye!"

Zhu Lingwu also felt the smell of the other party's expulsion, and after giving the salute, he turned around and walked towards the main hall of the Xianguan Middle Courtyard, and there was indeed a desk for alms and offerings in front of the main hall.

Zhu Lingwu put down fifty taels of gold cakes here, and then walked along the corridors on both sides of the courtyard towards the gate of the Xianguan, and did not have too much attachment to the Ganxianguan.

His actions made the two True Martial Arts Men who were sweeping the floor look at him curiously again, obviously the two of them were very curious, how could the Qinghong Daoist verify Zhu Lingwu's identity so easily.

Zhu Lingwu naturally heard the private words of the two boys in his ears, but he only sneered in his heart.

Turning around and leaving this True Martial Immortal Temple, Zhu Lingwu arrived at the foot of the mountain not long after, and politely chatted with the outer disciple of the True Martial Sect who took him up.

In fact, now Zhu Lingwu doesn't want to stay in this Yiyang City anymore, anyway, he already knows where he is now, and the rest just needs to see the direction clearly and fly over.

But this Yiyang City is the territory of the Zhenwu Sect, and the Zhenwu Sect has really set a rule that no foreign Qi Refiners are allowed to fly in the air at will, so as not to disturb the ordinary people.

Zhu Lingwu heard this rule from the mouth of this disciple of the outer sect of the True Martial Sect, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, it seems that he can only leave Yiyang City on foot before he can fly with spells......