Veteran Yan put his hand on the table in front of him, for some reason, he had a good impression of Chen Zimeng.

Wan Jingfei also sat honestly on the side, the power of the origin, for others may not know anything, but they know very well what it represents.

It is said that there are three thousand avenues between heaven and earth, and each avenue corresponds to a different power.

And the Three Thousand Great Dao can be traced back to the extreme, and there is a kind of power that does not belong to the Five Elements and escapes from the Ten Thousand Spiritual Dao Tribulation, which is the origin.

Moreover, the Three Thousand Great Dao is only a small-scale concept, a world, and the power it has is all-encompassing, not to mention the creation of hundreds of billions of avenues.

As a result, these 100 billion Creation Dao Techniques naturally have 100 billion origin powers.

Chen Zimeng knew that the origin entangled in the body of the robber was the curse, which was known as the weirdest corner of the origin of heaven and earth.

Thinking of this, Chen Zimeng suddenly remembered Feng Ling, in Zhongjia Town, Feng Ling inexplicably didn't know where she went, and she hadn't seen her since then, and there was no news at all.

Speaking of the origin, Chen Zimeng couldn't say the curse, so he had to look at Yan Lao, wanting to know the specifics of the origin.

Thinking of the origin, which does not belong to the Three Thousand Great Avenues, is a unique force like hundreds of billions in the world.

Chen Zimeng was extremely interested, he knew that the power of the origin was powerful, and Feng Ling had told him more than once that he must master the origin of the spell, because that was the only path and hope.

If it is possible, Chen Zimeng wants to contact the origin of thought, maybe this is another creation of him.

Being able to hear the origin here, even if it wasn't about the origin of the spell, Chen Zimeng was happy enough.

Yan Lao smiled, looked at the two people in front of him with great interest, and continued to speak.

"You may not know that every origin of heaven and earth is extremely mysterious, and if you want to perceive the origin and master it, for the human race, there may only be the cultivator of the transformation realm. ”

"But on the contrary, in the Southern Wilderness, there are a few of these heaven and earth beasts, which can add the power of the human race's faith to the source of communication, and can also be used to a certain extent. ”

"Every cultivator who joins a clan, no matter which tribe it is, they will make a contract with the clan spirit, and the contract is written using the original source, so no one will break the oath because of the power of the original source. ”

Chen Zimeng understood in an instant, and took over the words, "So among the tribes, once a foreign monk takes an oath, he will keep the oath until the oath is completed?"

"That's right!" Yan Lao nodded.

"Then we understand, tomorrow, we will also make a contract based on the origin of telekinesis, right?"

Solving the question in his heart, Chen Zimeng was extremely interested, because it was also the original source of mental power.

Nodding with a smile, Elder Yan stood up, "That's right, so no matter what purpose you came here for, the oath is one, unless you fight for your life and don't, you have to come according to the oath." ”

The smile became brighter and brighter, and a breath on Yan Lao's body was slightly flooded. "So, if you two have any problems, you might as well retreat now, and the old decay will not embarrass you. ”

Chen Zimeng was silent, and then said, "Elder Yan is enough to rest assured, the two of us are just looking for a place where we can live, since the treatment of the worship is not bad, and there is an oath based on the origin structure, we will not do anything to harm the nobles." ”

After a pause, Chen Zimeng smiled, as if he was a little helpless, "What's more, the two of us are both building foundations and cultivating, don't say that the three Yuanying monks above the nobles are Jiedan monks like you Yan Lao, what can we do?"

Yan Lao didn't say anything anymore, turned around and walked towards the second floor.

"I don't know why, I think your two little babies are very pleasing to the eye, you can choose your own room, rest early, and tomorrow Lao Yu will take you to the worship pavilion. ”

Chen Zimeng looked at Wan Jingfei, but found that Wan Jingfei was taking out the Seven Concealment Techniques and putting them in the center of his forehead, the jade tube glowed slightly, and he was studying silently.

Chen Zimeng smiled slightly, and then he also took out the jade cylinder, close to his forehead, a divine thought flowed out, and in an instant, he came into contact with the seven concealment techniques contained in the jade cylinder.

Sentence by sentence mantra poured into his brain, Chen Zimeng read it again, and couldn't help but praise it, the Seven Masks Technique is very exquisite, not only can it make cultivation at any stage of arbitrary disguise, but it is extremely difficult to be seen through, even if the other party's cultivation is two or three realms higher than you, it may not be seen.

Chen Zimeng stopped for a while, greeted Wan Jingfei and went straight to the second floor.

Chen Zimeng still chose a room facing the valley in the distance, opened the window and thought for a while, then sat cross-legged on the bed and silently ran "Three Thousand Ukiyo".

Within the dantian, the purple spiritual sea was churning, and the second platform rumbled, ready to come out.

Chen Zimeng estimated that in three days at most, he would be able to enter the middle stage of foundation building.

Immediately put down his cultivation, Chen Zimeng practiced the Seven Concealment Technique, he needed to cover up his cultivation, from now on.

Maybe not letting others know your true strength will bring you additional gains.

The Seven Masks technique is exquisite, and it takes Chen Zimeng a lot of effort to practice, but fortunately, he successfully learned it.

Chen Zimeng ran the Seven Concealment Techniques, and the momentum in his body was constricted, from the early stage of foundation building to the ninth layer of Qi training, and then changed, the ninth layer of Qi training became the fifth layer of Qi training, and the breath became extremely weak.

There are other wonderful uses for the Seven Masks technique, but Chen Zimeng didn't continue to try, and evolved silently in his heart, Chen Zimeng couldn't help but be very satisfied.

Chen Zimeng thought carefully that in Zhang Chu City, Han Ying'er led the clan spirit to test them, saying that it was mental power, if so, then the origin of mental power may be hidden in it.

Chen Zimeng thought of the divine thoughts possessed by the Zhuji monks, and whether the divine thoughts would also be a kind of mental power.

Chen Zimeng thought slightly in his heart, the spiritual power was running, and the imprint of the robbery flower on his forehead slowly emerged, a touch of purple flowed, and the space around Chen Zimeng was shuttled with a touch of purple brilliance, which was extremely mysterious.

The purple brilliance faintly weaved a circular net around Chen Zimeng, wrapping Chen Zimeng in the net, and the aura between heaven and earth wandered, touching this net, and then it also turned into a touch of purple brilliance.

Chen Zimeng's heart was silent, the breath on his body suddenly disappeared completely, the surrounding space, the brilliance disappeared, the surrounding space fell into darkness, and Chen Zimeng seemed to have disappeared. Bibi eBook

Wan Jingfei sat on the bed without loneliness, his right hand was lightly tapped, and a token was held in his hand, if Chen Zimeng was here, he would be able to recognize that the token was the last of the three items sold by Chen Zimeng when he was in Yancheng before.

Chen Zimeng already knew the origin of the hairpin, the wooden boat was a spiritual treasure on the ground steps, and Chen Zimeng had never seen Wan Jingfei take out this last token.

Chen Zimeng had carefully probed the token before selling it, but found nothing, the token was simple, quite a sense of age, and there was a faint aura in it, and the texture was also extraordinary.

But other than that, it didn't seem to have any effect, and Chen Zimeng finally decided to sell it.

Wan Jingfei looked at the word "ancient" engraved on the token and was silent.

After a long time, he smiled slightly, "The ancient testament, hehe, but it is a creation, you have to think carefully, and plan one or two." ”

The next day, the sky was overcast, the clouds began to superimpose, becoming extremely thick, and the Zhangchu people began to rain in the distant mountains, and slowly moved with the clouds, towards the Zhangchu people.

Chen Zimeng got up early in the morning, but found that Yan Lao was already sitting under the eaves in front of the courtyard, raising his eyes and looking into the distance, raindrops began to fall in the sky.

Chen Zimeng moved a chair and sat under the eaves, and sat side by side with Yan Laoyi, left and right.

"Are you a disciple of the sect?"

Yan Lao's words sounded in his ears, Chen Zimeng turned his head unhurriedly, smiled, and then shook his head.

"It used to be, but a catastrophe, the sect was dispersed, and now it's a loose cultivation!"

"Oh, I see! Then why did you come to Nanhuang? Nanhuang is not as good as Zhongzhou in certain conditions. ”

"If you offend a family in Zhongzhou, you can't go if you don't leave. Chen Zimeng turned his head and looked into the distance, the clouds were piling up, and the rain was getting heavier.

The weather in the Southern Wilderness is very changeable, often the weather is still sunny a moment, and the rain will pour down in a blink of an eye.

"Hehe, it looks like your kid came to the Southern Wilderness to take refuge?"

"Not really!"

Wan Jing flew up late, and the rain had stopped when he got up, but the sky was still gloomy, and it was estimated that he would not see the sun for a while.

"You two come with me to the Offering Pavilion!"

With a greeting, Yan Lao straightened up and walked towards the door, Chen Zimeng immediately followed, and Wan Jingfei walked at the end, holding an umbrella.

Chen Zimeng was very strange, turned his head to look, "What are you holding an umbrella for?"

"Isn't it bad weather?"

Chen Zimeng looked up at the sky, and then nodded, "Exquisite!"

The Offering Pavilion is located in front of the valley, very close to the valley, Chen Zimeng looked towards the valley and could even see the bricks and tiles of the houses in the valley.

But Chen Zimeng also clearly felt a layer of prohibition, enveloping the entire valley, Chen Zimeng released a divine thought, but it was impenetrable, and he was enveloped by an incomparably powerful divine thought at the first time.

Chen Zimeng groaned, and then asked, "Elder Yan, I wonder if foreign monks can go to the valley?"

"This, the valley is where the elders of each clan live, and the Lingtian Fox of our clan is among them, the entry and exit of the valley is extremely strictly controlled, and you must have an elder token, otherwise even the descendants of our clan will not be able to enter and exit at will. ”

Chen Zimeng said secretly, thinking about how to get Qiongmu, he lost his mind for a while.

Yan Lao stepped up the stairs and stretched out his hand to push open the door of the Offering Pavilion, "It's here!"

Chen Zimeng looked up, at the front of the hall was a lifelike statue of the sky fox, and different from what Zhang Chucheng saw, this statue was full of ghostly light, and in the eyes of the fox, there was a touch of brilliance, Chen Zimeng looked at it, and his heart was shocked.

Chen Zimeng and Wan Jingfei completed all the processes very quickly, and finally made an oath.

A force came in an instant, and Chen Zimeng clearly sensed a contract, but it was immediately wrapped in a touch of purple, Chen Zimeng put his mind at ease and looked at Yan Lao with a smile.

Received a token, Chen Zimeng hung it around his waist, the token is jade, the front seal is engraved with a "zero" word, Yan Lao explained that it is a war exploit, to wait until the future Chen Zimeng made a contribution, the token will be automatically recorded, the other side of the token is the word "Zhang Chu", the writing of the ancient seal, is not unusual.

Chen Zimeng released his divine thoughts, and his name clearly appeared in the token, and at the same time, there was an aura brand that belonged to the Zhang Chu clan, which was used to distinguish the authenticity of the identity.

At the same time, the token also has the function of sound transmission, which can be said to be quite practical.

Chen Zimeng was quite fond of the token, thinking about the previous Baiye Sect's disciple token, the gap between the two was simply huge.

In the end, Yan Lao handed over a storage bag, which was filled with spirit stones, which was Chen Zimeng's reward for worship.

Chen Zimeng was pleased, he was short of spirit stones.

The Zhang Chu clan is very generous, and Chen Zimeng likes the remuneration for foreign offerings.

The oath was made, the token was taken, the reward was given, and Chen Zimeng and the two returned to the attic divided for them along the main road.

There were also some monks living around who were also worshipped by outsiders, but Chen Zimeng had no intention of visiting, so when he returned to the attic, he went straight to the attic, and told Wan Jingfei to send him a message if he had something.

Chen Zimeng went straight to cultivate, and thought about how to get the Qiong Mu, and carefully sensed the body, Chen Zimeng had already noticed that there was something wrong with the flower on the other side, and he couldn't help but be a little anxious.

Suddenly, Chen Zimeng thought of a possibility, perhaps the best way for him to get Qiongmu.