no thoughts [cultivation]

The next day, the Zongmen Dabi was still going on.

Meng Yi fell asleep until it was almost noon before waking up slowly.

After lunch, Meng Yi gave Tong Heng the Command Arrow, and said in a low voice, "You go to Zongmen Dabi to find Xiaolin Feng's Master Wang, and just tell him your intentions."

Tong Heng thanked Mr., took the command arrow, cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and left Jiuqu Peak, heading for Xiaolin Peak.

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Xiaolin Peak is some distance away from Jiuqu Peak, and belongs to the third peak of the twelve main peaks.

When Tong Heng arrived at Xiaolin Peak, there were quite a few people coming and going at Xiaolin Peak. Tong Heng stopped one of them and asked, only to realize that these were all disciples who had won the competition and would enter the secret realm with him in the future.It turns out that after the disciples in the sect win the competition, they need to take the tokens given after the competition and go to Xiaolin Peak to inform the real Wang who manages the small secret realm. After registering, Zhenren Wang will send these disciples into the secret realm when the secret realm opens middle.

Soon it was Tong Heng's turn.

When Tong Heng entered the pavilion, he saw an old man with white hair and long beard sitting in front of the counter, twirling his beard, shaking his head and humming.

Tong Heng has never met a few people with advanced cultivation. To him, a foundation builder is already a height that cannot be surpassed, let alone a Jindan real person.

Now that Daoist Wang released his coercion slightly, Tong Heng's body was a little unbearable, and his mind was shaking, but he didn't have the slightest fear in his heart.

Wang Zhenren is a kind person, looked at him, nodded and said: "The boy's character is not bad, but the 20-year-old Gengu is only at the fifth level of Qi Refining. I am afraid that his spiritual roots are not good and his aptitude is inferior."

Tong Heng heard that what he said was true, but he didn't feel any sense of shame—he is a four-spirit root with the lowest aptitude, which is a fact.

Wang Zhenren said again: "Boy, did you come to my pavilion because you lost your way?"

Cultivators are the most arrogant, especially when facing people whose realm is much lower than their own. However, apart from putting a little pressure on him at the beginning, Daoist Wang is not contemptuous. He is a very good-tempered senior.

Tong Heng bowed his hands thoughtfully and said: "The disciple didn't go the wrong way, but came here specially."

After finishing speaking, Tong Heng took out the command arrow and handed it to Zhenren Wang: "This disciple is here to register to enter the small secret realm."

The moment Wang Zhenren saw the command arrow, his momentum suddenly changed. He took the command arrow carefully, looked left and right to confirm its authenticity, and carefully handed the command arrow back to Tong Heng after a while, asking, "Are you from Jiuqu Peak?"

Tong Heng nodded.

Wang Zhenren said: "You come with me."

In this way, Wang Zhenren led Tong Heng to register.

Soon, Tong Heng registered.

When leaving the pavilion, Wang Zhenren stopped Tong Heng and told him: "Put away the command arrow, don't let others see it."

Tong Heng nodded cautiously, thanked Wang Zhenren, kept the arrow next to him, and then left.

Looking at the back of Tong Heng going away, Zhenren Wang sighed.

Xuanzi Lingjian - Seeing Lingjian is like seeing the suzerain.

In the arrow of the order, there are nine times of the suzerain's ten-tenths of the attack, Hongyanzong, all the people who hold the arrow of the order say what they say, as long as they don't hurt the sect itself, they will be satisfied.

There is only one Lingjian in the entire cultivation world, but most of the Hongyan Sect disciples have only heard its name and never seen its real appearance.After a long time, the people around thought that the mysterious word Lingjian was just a rumor.

Wang Zhenren made a calculation, and this is the first time that the arrow has been used since it was made by the Suzerain himself 50 years ago.

Most people in the sect didn't know that Lingjian was in Heren's hands, only the four elders and the twelve peak masters knew, and Wang Zhenren knew that it was the third peak master who informed him at this time.But the people who lived on Jiuqu Peak have not heard from them for ten years, and many people are about to forget about it.

Daoist Wang didn't know why the abandoned former genius disciple had such a precious command arrow in his hand, and even the masters of the Twelve Great Peaks didn't know very well. He only said that the suzerain probably compensated Tian Zong.

Zhenren Wang has also lived for hundreds of years, and has experienced the centuries when Donglu was born with a large number of talents.In that generation, there were many talents of Tianjiao, Hongyanzong alone had Fengyin Sword Meng Baihan, Lei Tianzhan Suge and Yanyue Whip Lingrui.Among them, Meng Yi, Meng Baihan, as the first disciple of the suzerain, has a handsome appearance, graceful demeanor, amazing aptitude and superb understanding. He is unmatched among his peers in the cultivation process, so he is highly regarded by the disciples of the sect. Admired.

And now...

Thinking of the celestial appearance of the man on the Jiuqu Peak, Wang Zhenren couldn't help sighing.

He was also one of the many monks who admired Meng Baihan.

Heaven is jealous of talent, God is jealous of talent.

Wang Zhenren shook his head, and then thought of the "compensation" mentioned by the third peak master.

As for why to compensate, why to compensate, it is secretive, careful in speaking, cautious in speaking.

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But when Tong Heng left Xiaolin Peak and returned to Jiuqu Peak, Meng Yi was sitting on the stone bench, his eyes were empty and he didn't know where to look, and he couldn't help rubbing something in his hand.The warm orange setting sun shone on his delicate, pensive face, giving him an unreal feeling of being from another world.

Tong Heng stepped forward and said, "Sir."

"Well," Meng Yi looked up at him, "I'm back."

"Yes," Tong Heng said, "Renren Wang told me, just wait at the entrance of the secret realm in three days."

"In that case, you take this." With that, Meng Yi handed the things in his hand to Tong Heng.

Tong Heng took a closer look, and saw that it was a plain silver ring with a simple pattern, and the corners were a bit worn out, not only not gorgeous, but even a little dull.

Tong Heng was puzzled: "Sir, this is?"

"Storage ring," Meng Yi said indifferently, "Your spiritual roots are mottled. Although your understanding is good, it is hindered by your aptitude and your cultivation base is shallow. You should have some means to save your life."

There are several types of magic storage tools in the realm of comprehension, among which storage bags are the most common, and jewelry such as storage rings are the most valuable.

Compared with the storage bag, the storage ring has a much larger content space, and there are often restrictions on it, which can block the exploration of low-level monks.The storage ring requires a drop of blood to identify the owner. Unless the owner falls or voluntarily erases his consciousness and gives it to others, it cannot be opened by others.Unlike a storage bag, no matter who it is, it can be used for itself by inputting spiritual power.

"Blood to recognize the Lord." Meng Yi ordered.

Hearing this, Tong Heng used his spiritual power to cut his finger, and squeezed out a drop of blood, which landed on the storage ring.

The moment the blood touched the ring, a light flashed, and the blood was sucked by the ring. At this time, Tong Heng input his spiritual power into the ring, and he was able to check the space inside the ring.

After Tong Heng checked the resources stored in the storage ring, he frowned and handed the storage ring back to Meng Yi, saying: "Sir, this is too precious, Tong Heng can't take it."

It turns out that the huge space of the storage ring is full of spiritual stones, elixirs, magic tools, and treasures of heaven and earth, all of which can be used by practitioners in the qi refining period. , countless.

Meng Yiwen said that he took the storage ring over, then took out a string from his arms, passed the storage ring through the string, tied a knot carefully, and put it on Tong Heng's neck.Meng Yi slightly opened the front of Tong Heng's clothes, and put the string wearing a storage ring against Tong Heng's body.

The moment the string and the ring on it touched Tong Heng, they disappeared out of thin air.

"Wealth is not in vain, your cultivation level is still low now, so don't wear this storage ring on your hand, lest you attract others to covet it," Meng Yi said as he slowly helped Tong Heng straighten his clothes, with lowered eyebrows and eyes, "This thin rope is also a magic weapon I used back then. It can hide small things. The things in the storage ring are useless to me. It's just a waste to leave it alone. You can take it, it will be very useful for your trip to the secret realm." usefulness."

Meng Yi's fingers arranging Tong Heng's clothes were slender and beautiful, as delicate as white jade, but also chilled to the bone.

Tong Heng glanced away hastily, and didn't dare to look any more. He just took two steps back calmly, then clenched his fists and bowed down, saying, "Mr.

Meng Yi heard the words, his lips curled into a smile, his brows were like distant mountains, and his eyes were like clear waves: "If many years later, you are famous, you still don't know if you will remember me as a person."

In ten years, this was the first time Tong Heng saw Meng Yi smiling. His bright eyes were gazing, clear and elegant, and just a slight curve around his lips attracted all his attention.

He was stunned, and then immediately replied: "How could Tong Heng forget Mr.?"

Meng Yi restrained his elegant smile, and returned to his usual indifferent appearance, but there was still a little softness in his brows and eyes: "If you still haven't forgotten in a hundred years, bring some good things to see me, a useless person stop."

Tong Heng shook his head firmly when he heard the words: "Mr. is not a useless person."