Natural fairy species

Patriarch Hall.

Bai Zichen returned to the Zongmen from Feiyue Lake, recuperated for several months, and stayed behind closed doors, until the notification of the elder's token was uploaded yesterday.

The selection of spiritual weapons by the newly promoted elders, who had been delayed by the land reclamation war, was finally about to proceed.

In the past few months, his achievement in formations is that he has learned two more basic formations.

"I have been to this Patriarch Hall several times, and I didn't expect that there is another universe behind it..."

Bai Zichen followed Qiu Song, bypassing the front hall and several thatched huts for disciples to attack and build foundations, and came to a circular attic.

As soon as you stepped into it, you found that there was another world inside.

Inside the attic, dozens of spiritual artifacts were scattered, all of which were restrained and stopped quietly in mid-air.

At the same time, seeing so many spiritual artifacts was quite shocking.

Basically, they are low-grade spiritual weapons, and a few middle-grade spiritual weapons still have defects and restrictions on their use.

The rule that newly promoted elders can choose a spiritual weapon in the ancestral hall has only been established for a hundred years, and it did not exist before.

It was a proposal that came to mind in the embarrassing situation where the sect has gradually become rich in the past hundred years, in order to speed up the transition of the elders who have just established the foundation, and leave the foundation realm early and still use magic weapons.

When Bai Zichen arrived, several people had already arrived in the attic, and they were all from the same batch to pick out the spirit weapon.

Here, he saw someone he didn't expect.

"How did this person appear here and become the elder of the sect?"

Everyone present, in terms of the time of foundation establishment, Bai Zichen was not the earliest.

But looking at the time when Shoulu served as an elder, he was at the top of the queue, and according to the rules of the Qingfeng sect, he was a senior brother.

Unless one of the other four can form alchemy before him and become the ancestor of alchemy, that's another story.

"I met Senior Brother Bai."

Su Li's complexion was still a little pale, and he hadn't fully recovered from the injuries he suffered in Feiyue Lake.

There are three other people beside them, namely Lan Hong, Liao Changqing and Liu An.

Lan Hong stared at the spirit weapon with a cold face.

Of course, Bai Zichen would not take the initiative to say hello, and greeted the others.

Liao Changqing, who brought Feihemen to join him, finally got his wish and officially became the elder of Qingfengmen after the war of opening up wasteland.

The two had experience in joint combat, and soon chatted together.

"Hey, Senior Brother Zhang took good care of me on the way to open up wasteland. I didn't expect that Yin and Yang would be separated in a blink of an eye..."

Liao Changqing intentionally narrowed the distance, and picked a topic about people who are related to both of them.

"Who can go to the end on the road of cultivating immortals...Brother Liang set up a mourning hall, and it will be a hundred days tomorrow, so I just went to see Senior Brother Zhang off."

Bai Zichen's expression was gloomy. He and Senior Brother Zhang could not be said to have a deep relationship, but they were also close fellows.

Liao Changqing hurriedly followed and said: "Go together, go together... Brother Zhang's departure is a great loss for the sect, and I will also remember it."

"How did Liu An appear here, do you know?"

The presence of many elders in Zhang Cong's mourning hall is a matter of embarrassment to the descendants of the Zhang family, and of course Bai Zichen would not refuse.

Thinking that Liao Changqing had just entered the sect and was in the most active stage of seeking information, Transsion asked him the doubts in his heart.

"Brother Bai doesn't know, the post-war rewards for the land reclamation war have already begun to be implemented, and the one with the highest price is Monkey Mountain, which has a second-order top-quality spiritual vein."

Liao Changqing changed his expression, moved closer, and transmitted everything he knew.

He was worrying about how to get closer to the hot new elder Bai in the sect.

"The level of the second-order top-quality spiritual vein is already the best spiritual land outside the sect... and the monkey mountain is flat, and there is a first-level spiritual field that has been watered by monkey monster excrement for a long time, at least hundreds of acres. .”

"There is a large forest in the back mountain, and there are dozens of first-order spiritual fruits, all of which were picked by those monkeys to make monkey wine..."

"The most important thing is that the twenty-two second-order vermilion fruit trees on the top of Monkey Mountain... can produce a round of vermilion fruit every ten years. This is a cornucopia that can be passed down from generation to generation!"

Liao Changqing's eyes were red. When Feihemen was at its peak, their foundation was not as good as this Monkey Mountain.

"The Zongmen marked an astronomical figure for Monkey Mountain. Even the addition of the top three immortal cultivating families with their exploits in land reclamation would not be enough to exchange for it."

"Then the Liu family was so cruel that they actually donated their own complete set of first-tier to third-tier weapon refining inheritance, and let the family elder Liu An directly worship into the sect and become the elder of the weapon refining hall."

Liao Changqing couldn't help but glanced at the past. The Liu family's approach is not something that ordinary families can do.

Such a complete one-to-three-level refining inheritance is much more valuable than a single third-level refining inheritance.

Only the sect and the immortal cultivating family who specialize in this can slowly accumulate over hundreds of years.

Even if the family is ruined and the family is at a critical moment of survival, there are many aristocratic cultivators who choose to keep the inheritance instead of handing it over.

The Liu family's move can be said to be a desperate effort, completely tying themselves to the Qingfeng sect.

"At the same time, the Zhuguo at the top of Monkey Mountain is produced, and the Liu family is responsible for taking care of it, and the harvest is divided equally with the sect. In addition, they are the first among all the cultivating families in pioneering wasteland. The head and several hall masters agreed. .”

"Report to the two patriarchs, and after there is no objection, the matter is settled like this."

In the war of opening up wasteland, the Liu family lost one elder of the foundation-building period clan and more than 30 members of the Qi-refining clan, twice as many injured.

It can be said that the blood of the tribe was exchanged for the number one achievement.

"So it turns out that the Patriarch of the Liu family is really a decisive person, and he has seized this opportunity."

Bai Zichen finally understood the reasons why Liu An appeared in the Patriarch Hall.

However, Liu An's face was dark and gloomy, and his clan suffered heavy casualties, so he was not in a good mood.

"Several juniors, you should all be aware of the rules... One piece per person, please leave after you choose, and you can't change it."

Qiu Song turned out from nowhere, and waved his elder token at the spirit weapon in the air, temporarily lifting the restriction.

Dozens of spiritual artifacts flew randomly in the room like kites with broken strings.

The gazes of several people immediately turned to those middle-grade spiritual weapons.

The middle-grade spiritual artifacts that appeared here were basically incomplete or had serious limitations, and their actual effects were similar to those of low-grade spiritual artifacts.

But after all, the grade is higher, and if there is a choice, it will definitely attract more attention.

Bai Zichen didn't need to hesitate, and immediately locked on to his target.

A blood-colored bag, flat and deflated, tied with silver thread at the end.

The body of the bag was painted with hideous and terrifying patterns, and one could smell a faint smell of blood if one sniffed it carefully, hiding a strong fierce flame.

Among all the spirit weapons, it seemed out of place.

Middle-grade spiritual weapon, blood flame bag.

After being transformed by senior brother Daihui from the Artifact Refining Hall, this magic weapon retains its grade and has a brand new magical function.

At the beginning, he made an agreement with Senior Brother Jin that he would choose this thing after building the foundation himself, and first collected a bottle of Biyan Ice Flower Wine from the other party as a deposit.

"Um?"

Bai Zichen was waiting for the blood flame bag to float in front of him, when he realized that someone was following the same target as him.

Lan Hong formed a milky white giant hand, carefully bypassed other spiritual weapons, and moved towards the blood flame bag.

Bai Zichen slapped the storage bag, held the Yinzhu sword in his hand, and shot out a beam of bright sword light quickly.

Among the densely packed spiritual weapons, he twisted and changed, and rushed to the blood flame bag like a god, without touching any spiritual weapons.

As soon as the sword light rolled, the Wuzhu's blood flame bag jumped twice.

The next moment, it followed the sword light and returned to his hand.

"you!"

When Lan Hong saw that the target was missing, her phoenix eyes widened and she glared at her fiercely, her pupils were as if cut by knives.

Bai Zichen had already turned the blood flame bag over in a leisurely manner, and began to study this former magic weapon.

The skills are not as good as people's, Lan Hong has nothing to say, and found another spiritual weapon, and tried his best to urge the giant mana palm to grab it.

After a stick of incense, all five of them chose their own spirit weapons.

Qiu Song waved the token again, and all the spiritual artifacts reappeared, obediently returning to their original positions.

The five newly-promoted elders went to the Patriarch Hall to pay respects to the Patriarch's Tablet, left their seals to confirm the chosen spirit weapon, and the matter was over.

"Senior Brother Bai, why don't I make an appointment and invite you and Senior Sister Lan to sit down together... Actually, she's not a bad person, she just has a bit of a temper."

After leaving the Patriarch Hall, Lan Hong snorted coldly and urged Caixia to leave without any communication with other people.

Su Li looked at her slender back and sighed, trying to resolve the conflict between the two.

"No need, I don't have any conflicts with her... The obstacles are long, and our time should be spent where it should be spent, not on irrelevant people."

Bai Zichen said lightly, with a cold tone.

"Junior Brother Su, what do you think?"

On the road of practice, there are like-minded people, passers-by, and enemies.

For a monk who needs to establish a foundation twice, the gap will only increase in the future.

If you don't come to provoke yourself, everyone will be irrelevant.

If it really counts on him, it's a good time to test whether the flying sword is sharp.

Su Li smiled wryly, and left with his hands folded.

I wanted to be a peacemaker, but it seems that my weight is not enough.

He noticed the indifference and alienation in Bai Zichen's words, and decided not to interfere in this matter.

Master Luo Qiuzhen has already revealed to him that Liang Yu intends to push Bai Zichen to be the next master of the Palace of Law Enforcement.

Moreover, he told this son to be a master of swordsmanship, and he will become the top fighting force of the sect in the future, so try not to conflict with him.

"When you see Senior Sister Lan later, let's try to persuade her again... Whether you can listen to it or not, it has nothing to do with me."

Su Li recalled that cold and sharp eyes, as if there were two flying swords hidden in his eyes, piercing his skin with pain.

I feel more and more that there is no need to be hostile to such a character.

"Brother Bai, from now on, you and I will be of the same sect... You can come to the Artifact Refining Hall if you have time."

Liu An came up to say hello, and then said to Liao Changqing.

"Brother Liao's flying needle technique has long been famous, and the Liu family happens to have a collection of the refining method of the flying needle spirit weapon, so we can exchange a few words."

Liu An's status suddenly changed from a family monk to an elder of the Qingfeng sect, which was a bit embarrassing.

However, as an outsider, the Liu family occupied the largest piece of fat from the Qingfeng Sect in this wasteland reclamation war, and some people must be jealous.

As the elder of the sect, Liu An has important responsibilities.

Only the deeper the bond with Qingfengmen, the more stable the Liu family can stand in Heishan.

"I wish I could!"

Liao Changqing brought the Feihe Sect into the sect, and the situation was somewhat similar to that of Liu An.

The two hit it off immediately and had a very happy conversation, a little like hugging each other to keep warm.