Under the leadership of Murong Yicang, Chen Zimeng came to the Fabing Pavilion, a very magnificent building, and many people walked out, some with smiles on their faces, while others were depressed.

"They are all here to buy soldiers, you know the importance of weapons in battle, and it is especially important here, after the soldiers are damaged, their combat effectiveness has dropped significantly, and everyone can only come here to buy new soldiers. Murong on the side said slowly, explaining everything that existed in this outer gate for Chen Zimeng, in order to make him familiar with it as soon as possible.

"After you go in, you must be cautious in choosing mages, don't listen to the guys inside, try to find better mages, and also pay attention to the fact that most of these mages are mixed with defective garbage, so you must distinguish them clearly. ”

"Defective?"

"That's right! Most of them are some people who used to be used and crippled and then recycled by the Fabing Pavilion at a low price, and finally put them out to bluff people after a little repair. Murong Yicang was also very helpless, for this sect, he really couldn't see anything good.

His face turned blue, and Chen Zimeng was also very speechless, is this what a sect should look like?

"Okay, I'll pay attention, Murong, you ......" Chen Zimeng paused when he wanted to speak.

With a smile, Murong Yicang narrowed his eyes: "Is there anything you and I can't ask?

Exhaling lightly, Chen Zimeng looked at Murong who was about to lose his eyes and said slowly: "When you first came up, no one gave you guidance, you shouldn't have been fooled into choosing a defective grade magic soldier, right?"

His face instantly turned pale, like a cat with a fried hair, Murong Yicang glared at Chen Zimeng fiercely: "Don't expose people, don't you understand this truth?"

Haha smiled, Chen Zimeng ignored Murong Yicang, who was jumping on his feet, and turned around and walked into the gate of the Fabing Pavilion.

When a disciple saw Chen Zimeng walking in, he walked over with a smile: "This junior brother, looking very good, I don't know what kind of magic soldiers I came to buy! Senior brother here, but there are a lot of good things, I see that the junior brother is a person of fate!"

Looking at the very enthusiastic guy in front of him, Chen Zimeng didn't dare to slack off, he sensed slightly, knowing that he was at least a disciple of the fourth level of Qi training, so he bowed and saluted, Chen Zimeng immediately said: "Senior brother is a newcomer, and the sect has given him a magic soldier, so the junior brother is here to receive a magic soldier, and I hope to bother the senior brother." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be a new disciple who went up the mountain! Hey, you're welcome, come here, come here with the senior brother, you choose slowly, choose and tell the senior brother, and the senior brother can register for you. ”

Turning around to follow, Chen Zimeng saw several more disciples walking around, all of whom heard that he was a new disciple and came around, and he was a little nervous for a while.

Looking at the nervous Chen Zimeng, several disciples glanced at each other and smiled, looking like another easy deception.

"Senior brother is here, senior brother will introduce you, the magic soldiers on this shelf are all things that the sect stipulates that only new disciples are allowed to choose, they are all good goods, and they don't need money, but they won't have this opportunity in the future, so ah, you have to grasp it!"

Looking at the smiling people in front of him, Chen Zimeng became more and more cautious, he didn't believe that these people were good people, listening to Murong say, the Fabing Pavilion was a piece of fertile land, the kind of fat flowing oil, there were only two places like this in the entire Baiye Sect, the Fabing Pavilion and the Medicine Workshop, the disciples of the two places, they didn't have to bother with labor for cultivation resources.

Therefore, everyone is scrambling to come to such a place, but almost all of them are occupied by those who have a background in the sect, and ordinary disciples don't even think about it.

More and more careful, Chen Zimeng looked at the things on the shelf, flying swords, treasure knives, and all kinds of things, a bag, which was placed on the top of the shelf with a faint light, a pen next to it, and ropes, spears, but the most were flying swords, these combat-type mages.

All of them, all of them look extraordinary.

Seeing Chen Zimeng looking at the bag, a person smiled, and hurriedly said: "Senior brother is really a good eye! This bag is called Qiankun Bag, it is a well-known treasure in the world of cultivating immortals, with a bag mouth, it can collect mountains and rivers, and its power is extraordinary!"

Another disciple immediately said: "If the junior brother chooses this treasure, among the people who will become famous in the Baiye Sect in the future, there will definitely be a junior brother's demeanor!"

Stunned, Chen Zimeng hurriedly shook his head, and then said with a smile: "Senior brother, how can you drive such treasures, let's take a look at Senior Brother Rong!"

"Senior brother, you don't believe in our vision!" said one person with compassion, Chen Zimeng hurriedly replied: "Where, is it the junior brother's, how dare you not believe the senior brother." ”

"Okay, junior and junior can choose as much as you want, and it won't get in the way. ”

"Thank you, senior brother!" With a nervous expression, Chen Zimeng wiped the fine sweat from his forehead slightly, and looked at the things on the shelf again.

Whether to choose a sword or a knife, Gou Cheng will definitely not let himself go, and choosing a practical combat weapon may be the best choice for Chen Zimeng at the moment.

"Huh!" With a slight turn of his eyes, Chen Zimeng saw a green gourd, the gourd looked very ordinary, with a cyan appearance, and it was small enough to hold it, and it was estimated to be the size of a palm.

was placed in the corner of the shelf, if it weren't for Chen Zimeng's sharp eyes, he would have to ignore it.

"Senior brother, but you have a crush on this cyan gourd?" asked with a smile.

Chen Zimeng was helpless, why did these people have to gather around him, but he didn't dare to show the slightest impatience, and asked with a sincere face: "Senior brother, I don't know where this gourd comes from?"

The people around Chen Zimeng showed a mocking smile and looked at each other, one of the thin guys coughed slightly, and then said: "Senior brother is really a person with a great opportunity, your eyes are indeed very strong! This gourd, that is the legacy of the ancestor of the sect, back then it was a heavy treasure in the hands of the ancestor that resounded throughout the world of cultivating immortals, once sacrificed, the power is extremely huge, can move mountains, can pour the sea, it is very powerful." ”

The other person continued to Chen Zimeng: "It's only later that these treasures were damaged, so I came here, otherwise you wouldn't even want to take a look, but in our hands, the power of this treasure is also extremely huge, so being able to choose this treasure is the creation of the junior brother! I think, the junior brother chose this, ah! ha!"

"Hahaha, that's right, that's right, congratulations to my junior brother for winning a treasure. ”

Chen Zimeng on the side was completely dumbfounded, he had never seen such a shameless one, he could be sure that this gourd was definitely not a good thing, it might be a defective product.

Hurriedly refused, Chen Zimeng hurriedly said: "This treasure has no fate with me, the junior brother really can't drive this treasure, let's let the junior brother change it!"

The faces of a group of people turned gloomy, and they said: "Senior brother, I am waiting to bully, I don't want this, I don't choose that, and sincerely come here to play me?"

"Hmph, I think my junior brother has an opinion on us! What's the matter? You still have dissatisfaction with choosing such a treasure for you, if you don't take this gourd today, we will think that you are provoking us and wantonly playing with us!"

A group of people, one person and one sentence, Chen Zimeng's face became extremely pale, he could see that he had been targeted, if he didn't take away this gourd, not only now, but even the purchase of magic soldiers here in the future would be embarrassed.

After pondering for a long time, Chen Zimeng gritted his teeth, "You senior brothers don't need to say it anymore, it's the junior brother, the junior brother is here to apologize to the senior brothers, this gourd, junior brother...... Taken!"

The faces of a group of people instantly became exciting, and Chen Zimeng was sure that this magic weapon of the founding patriarch was a defective product.

I lost today, but I can't help it when I'm under the roof.

"Okay, junior brother has vision, hahaha!"

Full of banter, Chen Zimeng was extremely angry in his heart, if one day he must make you pay the price.

Holding a gourd less than the size of a palm, he came to the door with a blue face, and was about to walk out of the door, when he was stopped: "If the junior brother wants to buy weapons in the future, or thinks this baby is not good, and wants to change it, you can also come, the senior brother sees that you are pleasing to the eye, and will give you a 20% discount, this is a discount that others can't even think of, ah!

Holding back a smile, Chen Zimeng replied stiffly: "Senior brother will definitely come in the future, and I hope to trouble senior brother then." ”

"No trouble, no trouble, hahaha!"

Walking out of the door and coming to Murong Yicang's side, Murong looked at Chen Zimeng with an angry face, and knew that it was not good, but he still asked, "The people inside have embarrassed you?"

Shaking his head, Chen Zimeng said slowly: "Murong, it seems that we must quickly improve our cultivation. ”

After being silent for a long time, Murong Yicang didn't say anything, nodded, and then replied softly, "Hmm!"

Go back to the room, exhale softly, and sit down cross-legged.

Less than a day after coming to the outer gate, Chen Zimeng understood the cruelty between the outer disciples early.

On the way to the Dharma Pavilion, he had a look at the Dharma District from a distance, and it was thrilling, dozens of people were fighting in it, and he saw that one of them had his head taken off by a flying sword and his body was dumped on the ground.

There was another big man, whose legs were cut off at the knees, rolling on the ground, struggling to crawl outside the Dharma area, but before he could climb halfway, he was hit on the head by a flying hammer, and he died instantly.

Chen Zimeng fell silent, and became more and more silent, he couldn't think of anything worth waiting for in such a place.

For a while, Chen Zimeng had the idea of escaping from here.

But he knew that his cultivation was not enough, and if he escaped, once discovered, any disciple could kill him, take off his head, and take him to the sect for reward.

Therefore, the only way to improve one's cultivation is to improve one's cultivation.

The only thing you can rely on is cultivation.

Taking out the green skin gourd, Chen Zimeng slowly injected spiritual power inside, he was not sure that this was a defective product, and even if it was a defective product, it was a choice that he had no choice.

Finally, Chen Zimeng collapsed, there was no reaction, all the aura in his body was exhausted, but the green skin gourd still did not react, he glanced at it fiercely, and raised his hand to throw it out.

But he stopped moving, there was no way, let's keep it! In case this is really the treasure of the founding patriarch, but he doesn't have the ability to drive it, wouldn't it be a pity to throw it away.

Constantly comforting himself in his heart, he put the green skin gourd into the storage bag, Chen Zimeng closed his eyes, began to exhale, and recovered his aura.

He took out a broken spirit stone from the storage bag, and slowly absorbed the aura inside, the magic of the spirit stone is endless, and it can make people a thousand miles a day when used for cultivation, compared to directly obtaining the aura from heaven and earth, the spirit stone is more convenient, and the aura is more pure.

At the same time, Chen Zimeng also learned from Murong Yicang that spirit stones are divided into three types: low-grade spirit stones, middle-grade spirit stones, and high-grade spirit stones, of course, they are also known as three kinds of spirit stones: high-grade, middle-grade, and lower-grade. On top of this, there seemed to be an extremely pure attribute spirit stone, of course, Murong had never seen it, and it was impossible to see it.

Broken spirit stone is a kind of spirit stone formed by the loss of spiritual power after the low-level spirit stone is broken, the spiritual power is not pure, and the reserves are also small. But it is much better than absorbing from heaven and earth.

The outer disciples can only get low-level spirit stones and broken spirit stones, and the middle-level spirit stones are said to be not many in the entire sect, which are basically used by the elders and core disciples, and the rest of the people don't even think about it.

Speechless all night, Chen Zimeng slowly cultivated until the day came.