Chen Zimeng and Wan Jingfei glanced at each other and were silent.

Han Ying'er stood beside the clan spirit, her eyes were full of cold light, seeing that the two of them were not moving, the long sword in her hand moved gently, ready to be unsheathed at any time.

Wan Jingfei was helpless, glanced at Han Ying'er, and said angrily: "I said Miss Han, don't worry, we don't have ulterior motives when we come here, you have to wait for us to ask a few things to worship! Otherwise, the situation is not clear, how dare we worship your clan spirit casually?"

Chen Zimeng also nodded, indicating that he had a question to ask.

Han Ying'er frowned slightly, only to remember that she seemed to be too hasty, and it seemed that it was not appropriate to arrange the matter of external worship like this.

Nodding, Han Ying'er put the long sword in her hand on a table, pulled a chair and sat down, bowing slightly, "Find a chair to sit on." ”

Wan Jingfei chuckled, he could see that Han Ying'er probably had never received foreign worship, and even the work seemed very rough.

As soon as they said what they meant, Han Ying'er took them straight into the main hall to pay homage to the clan spirit statues, without even asking about their origins, simply knowing a name, he was willing to let them join, as long as they passed the clan spirit test.

No matter where you are, whether it is a family or a sect, you probably don't dare to act like this.

Chen Zimeng didn't say anything, turned around and pulled two chairs on the side, handed one to Wan Jingfei, and sat on it.

"Isn't it the first time that Miss Han has dealt with the worship affairs?" Chen Zimeng asked, taking off the sword on his waist to drink, he was very helpless, and he didn't see a cup of tea when he came here.

"Yes, I've only been here for March!"

Han Ying'er nodded, as if she remembered something unpleasant, her brows furrowed, and she was a little impatient.

"Do you want to make this offering?"

Hearing this, Wan Jingfei smiled, "Miss Han is really joking, of course we came here to be an offering, but it's too strange for you to let us worship the clan spirit without asking any questions!"

"What's weird?"

"Do you know anything about us?"

"Didn't you say that? Your name is Wan Jingfei. Han Ying'er's answer made Wan Jingfei and Chen Zimeng feel speechless, Wan Jingfei opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Chen Zimeng waved his hand to stop it, and then asked.

"Three questions, one, the nobility is treated, two, what we need to do, and three, is there a war among the nobles recently?"

What Chen Zimeng asked was what he needed to know, especially the third, on the way here, he didn't hear any news, and he didn't know if the Zhangchu tribe was going to go to war, if so, then it was not a very wise choice for him to want to mix in Zhangchu at this stage.

Han Ying'er frowned and replied slowly for a long time.

"Our clan treats foreign offerings, and supplies three thousand cultivation spirit stones a year, which is the premise, and it is accompanied by a small number of pills, all of which are distributed as much as possible according to demand. ”

"What you need to do is to maintain the safety of our clan, in times of war, fight for our clan, and do not flee in fear, and this, you should know that you need to swear a blood oath, swear by your cultivation, you know the fate of breaking the blood oath in the Southern Wilderness. ”

Chen Zimeng nodded, "Naturally, I know." ”

"And thirdly, I can tell you very clearly that there are three major tribes around my clan, the Black Dragon Clan, the Heavenly Cicada Clan, and the Green Snake Clan, and these three major clans may start a war against us at any time, so our clan needs to recruit a group of foreign worshippers. ”

After Han Ying'er finished speaking, she was about to continue to say something, but Wan Jingfei immediately asked.

"Why haven't we heard anything?"

Han Ying'er looked very unhappy, looked at Wan Jingfei and snorted coldly, "People like you, if you put the news in your ears, will you listen to it?"

Wan Jingfei was stunned for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"That's right!"

Chen Zimeng glanced at Wan Jingfei speechlessly, and Wan Jingfei waved his hand to say that he would no longer speak.

Han Ying'er got up and walked to the Sky Fox statue, "Then do you still want to join?"

Chen Zimeng was silent for a while, while Wan Jingfei leaned back in his chair, as if he didn't need to think about it.

"Join!"

Chen Zimeng nodded in response, stood up and faced Han Ying'er, Wan Jingfei also stood up, raised his head and replied.

"Join!"

Han Ying'er stepped aside, a little glad in her heart.

An hour ago, news came from the clan that the three major tribes were abnormal, and they were recruiting outsiders to worship on a large scale, and it was estimated that they would take the lead in provoking a war.

In order to be prepared, the clan asked her to recruit foreign worshippers in Zhangchu City, and to charge more.

However, in the three months since she came, she didn't know how many times she had offended many people by visiting the cultivators.

The reason why the City Lord's Mansion was so deserted was mostly because she sent out the visitors, so that no one came.

Chen Zimeng and the others came here, and she was also glad to comfort herself, there would still be casual cultivators coming to the door.

It's not that she likes these people, to a certain extent, scattered cultivation is not very popular, it's just that war may come at any time, and the combat effectiveness of the Zhang Chu clan is really weak in the face of the three big clans combined.

So at this time, Han Ying'er was extremely eager to come to some more casual cultivation.

After all, his own preferences are really insignificant compared to the survival of the tribe.

Chen Zimeng stepped forward and looked at the statue of the heavenly fox, the worship spirits of the major tribes in the Southern Wilderness are not dead things, this involves something called telekinesis.

Chen Zimeng didn't know much, after all, he had only come to the Southern Wilderness not long ago, and he also encountered the fusion outbreak of the flowers on the other side.

Chen Zimeng pondered for a moment, then clasped his fists and bowed down to the Sky Fox statue, and in an instant, Chen Zimeng felt a force invade his body.

Chen Zimeng was slightly startled, but Han Ying'er spoke.

"Don't worry, this is telekinesis, it is the spirit of my clan that is detecting whether your intentions contain evil thoughts, and it will not hurt you in the slightest, he just needs to make sure that you will not cause harm to our clan. ”

Chen Zimeng's mind moved slightly, and the flower seal on his forehead flickered but disappeared in an instant, the flower seal is a product of "Three Thousand Floating Worlds", and it is a withdrawal of mana, Chen Zimeng can not manipulate much, but the flower seal will protect Chen Zimeng's soul, and it is a strange force based on a spell.

This is also the confidence of Chen Zimeng to dare to blend into Zhang Chu as an enshrinement.

As expected, the telekinetic power emitted by the Sky Fox statue quietly retreated after colliding with the power emitted by the Flower Robbery Seal, and he did not feel the slightest abnormality.

Nianli came and went, the robbery of the flower seal was not discovered by anyone, Chen Zimeng bowed down smoothly, and Han Ying'er let down her guard in her eyes and looked very happy.

Next was Wan Jingfei, Wan Jingfei was silent for a while, and even Han Ying'er began to be suspicious.

Wan Jingfei looked at Chen Zimeng and smiled, and then bowed down very neatly.

Chen Zimeng's mind moved, and he fell into Wan Jingfei's body, and he could clearly feel the arrival of his thoughts, but nothing happened, just like himself, Wan Jingfei did not cause any abnormalities in the clan spirit.

Han Ying'er put her mind at ease, then clapped her hands, and walked in an old man, practicing Qi Ninth Layer Cultivation, Han Ying'er commanded, the old man agreed with a smile, and then retreated.

A paper pigeon made of yellow paper was held in the hand of the old man and thrown into the sky, and the paper pigeon flew into the distance as if it had life, and the speed was not slow.

Han Ying'er simply arranged two houses for Chen Zimeng and Wan Jingfei to rest, saying that they were waiting for someone to come here to pick them up and go to the location of the Zhangchu tribe in the next two days.

Chen Zimeng responded, and then followed a middle-aged man who came to lead the way, the middle-aged man is also practicing qi cultivation, and in the entire Zhangchu City, it seems that the Zhangchu clan has not arranged the rest of the monks, only Han Ying'er, a mid-stage foundation building monk.

However, Chen Zimeng was not too surprised, because it was normal, who would arrange high-level monks to guard the city? First, it was unnecessary, and second, there were few high-level monks who were willing.

In the city, after clarifying the forces under control, there will basically be no big deal, at most it is to find someone to maintain the operation of the city.

It is enough to arrange one or two foundation building monks, and there is no need for a kedan at all, unless it is an incomparably large and prosperous city.

To put it bluntly, Zhang Chucheng is too small and doesn't need a major monk.

Chen Zimeng slept comfortably all night, and the next day he heard that no one from the Zhang Chu clan had yet come, so he set up a small spirit gathering array in the house and began to cultivate.

He had only just built the foundation for his early stage cultivation, although he had enough combat power to defeat the same level, and even faintly could fight with ordinary Dan, but what Chen Zimeng wanted was definitely not like this.

Calm down and concentrate, Chen Zimeng ran "Three Thousand Floating Worlds", and the spiritual power in the dantian was like boiling, all turned into purple mist, and finally ran in various veins.

During this period, Wan Jingfei ran over, but Chen Zimeng ignored it, and Wan Jingfei felt bored and ran out to go shopping by himself.

Chen Zimeng took out a few spirit stones and put them around beside him, and the spirit stone aura was decomposed by the spirit gathering array, and it was continuously absorbed by Chen Zimeng.

In Chen Zimeng's dantian, there was a constant rumble, and there was a thunderous sound.

The first platform trembled, and not far away, a whirlpool quietly appeared.

Chen Zimeng was overjoyed, and in the whirlpool, a black and white platform faintly began to condense.

As soon as Chen Zimeng cultivated, it was a day, and the second Dao platform would not come out, but the condensation form seemed to be perfect.

Chen Zimeng had a hunch that the second platform might also be the perfect platform.

Chen Zimeng faintly made a plan, he wanted to gather the three perfect Dao platforms and attack the realm of Jindan.

There is naturally a distinction between high and low, and as the realm rises step by step, the slightest gap will be infinitely magnified, becoming like a moat.

The realm of monks is divided into three types of Dan, human Dan, Earth Dan, and Tiandan.

Among them, Ren Dan is the most ordinary, with the lowest combat power, and there is no possibility of condensing Yuan Ying.

Didan is relatively high-level, and this kind of knot has the opportunity to condense the Yuan Infant and step into the realm of the Yuan Infant.

Tiandan is an incomparably high-level, with the title of Innate Dantang, it is not surprising, it will inevitably condense the seeds of the Great Dao of Yuanying, and it is extremely valued by every sect family.

And on top of these three, it is rumored that there is the realm of the golden pill, and the pill that is knotted can suppress the three types of heaven, earth and man, and the horror of the combat power is shocking, and even the challenge of the Yuan Ying is not a problem.

However, legends are legends after all, and in the cultivation realm, no one has ever seen Jin Dan, just as a joke.

Chen Zimeng was particularly concerned, perhaps the reason why there was no Jin Dan was because there were no perfect Dao platform monks in the cultivation realm.

And he happens to be the owner of the Perfect Dao Platform.

Chen Zimeng secretly guessed, little by little he made various assumptions about his own situation, and then found that maybe he could really form a golden pill.

Chen Zimeng needs to be strong, which is unimaginable to others, Chen Zimeng secretly made up his mind that he wanted to condense the golden pill.

Chen Zimeng's heart moved slightly, and the second platform in the dantian slowly condensed in the whirlpool, and on the platform, black and white continued to circulate and merge with each other.

Chen Zimeng believed that as long as he was given a little time, he could completely condense the second platform, but Chen Zimeng was afraid that something would happen to the second platform and it would no longer be flawless.

Chen Zimeng felt that he needed to go through the ancient books and look for these records of cultivation, he needed a clear path.

Chen Zimeng sat for three days, and three days later, the Zhangchu tribe came, a small ferry flying boat, on which jumped a middle-aged man who had cultivated in the early stage of foundation building, found Han Ying'er, and handed over a letter.

He is the person sent by the Zhangchu tribe to take over Zhangchu City, and he is also the city lord of Zhangchu City.

Han Ying'er looked at the letter and was silent, and finally nodded, packed her things and followed Chen Zimeng to the ferry and flying boat.

Chen Zimeng didn't ask much, dragged Wan Jingfei to find a room and sat down.

After Wan Jingfei set off on the flying boat, he was very dizzy, and when Han Ying'er saw it, he sneered.

The boat flew for three days and went to a very vast mountain range.