The little fox snickered and came to the apprentice's bed, and suddenly reached out with its front paws and reached into the collar of the back of Qianqian's neck.

Demon Spell: Ice Condensation!

"It's time to get up!"

With an exclamation, Su Meng successfully escaped from her bedroom before the overwhelming debris and Qianqian's "claws" fell.

Today is the first day of their official entry, how can they waste their good youth on sleeping? The little fox had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he thought about it urgently.

Of course, what the master and apprentice talked about last night, and how late they talked, were completely out of his consideration.

The atmosphere of Yuanzong's cultivation is quite relaxed, and how far he can grow depends on his own self-consciousness.

Whether it is the treasure land of Qi cultivation where the aura of heaven and earth is so rich that it is almost liquefied, or the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion where there are so many cheats and Taoism that are like wild grasses in the mountains, whether it is a senior tutor with rich cultivation experience, or a simulation with diverse training resources, you can find it here.

But how can there be a free lunch in the world?

In Yuanzong, the price of wanting to obtain resources is to pay merit points.

The so-called merit naturally rewards the good and punishes the evil. However, if there is any good thing that is innovative and beneficial to the community, the law enforcement elders in the sect will praise it, but once it is discovered that something bad has been done that violates morality and morality, the punishment of the elders is also quite severe.

And at the beginning of each month, everyone who stays in the Metaverse can symbolically receive a merit of one hundred, which is quite a bit of merit if you do no harm.

Although the little apprentice has a combat power close to the fifth grade, he is not much different from Bai Hong in the actual qi cultivation realm, and he can still only be attributed to the sixth grade. A hundred merits are enough for a cultivator of this level to practice in the Metaverse for several months.

But how can I improve myself? The little fox pointed his chin with his front paws, is it a nuisance to be too strong?

"Phew, no shame. The old peasant-like Taiqing Daoist appeared behind him with a smile and scolding.

"Eh, old man, talk about morality. Su Meng was helpless, "It's not a good habit to eavesdrop on other people's hearts." ”

Taiqing was still dressed in sackcloth, stretched out his hand and picked out his ears, without the slightest consciousness of the eavesdropper, and said with a smile: "With such a strong mental fluctuation, I won't restrain it, isn't it just for me to listen." ”

"How about it, my Metaverse is built well, right?" While the old man was practicing, he obviously did not lose his face, and he was worthy of being a generation of immortals.

As he spoke, he was a little stunned to find that the strange power emanating from his pupils had also been weakened a lot, and he had become controllable and docile, as if he had lost his source. It was a bonus.

Looking back at the Taiqing Dao people, they seem quite illusory under the demon pupils, not like real people.

The old farmer stroked his beard and was about to say something, but he found that Su Meng's eyes were slightly different, staring at him for a while, so he also looked straight back, and saw that he rolled his eyes, and then he put on the appearance of a winner, smiled and leaned back, and asked, "See?"

"Without Zhige, Cangming alone shouldn't be able to pose any threat to you. Su Meng said bluntly. This old man, who has only been out of trouble for a long time, has disappeared without a trace, and is worthy of being a famous Yin man through the ages 5,000 years ago.

The old man listened, shook his head, nodded again, and said with a smile: "Only when the real body is hidden behind the scenes can it form a deterrent to those who have bad intentions." ”

"Your position is a bit worrying. The silver-eyed boy spread his hands, "I hope we won't have a day when we will face each other." ”

"Hehe, who knows?" Taiqing Daoren's smile did not change, and the clouds were light and light, "I see the future, I need you." ”

Do you need me? You're welcome.

Su Meng smiled and waved his hand, and suddenly the majestic spirit covered his body, and he flew straight to the place where the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was located.

What he was wearing around his waist was the second-generation disciple soul jade!

......

Wearing that jade pendant is just for convenience. After all, the authority held by a second-generation disciple in the Scripture Pavilion was almost equal to his own study.

But for the disciples of the Yuan Sect who were accustomed to calm, Su Ming's appearance was tantamount to a mega earthquake! Has the last vacancy in the second generation of disciples finally been filled?

There are rumors in the outside world that the reason why the Taiqing Daoists set up the "Nine Sons of the Early Yuan Dynasty" was to form an unprecedented and powerful killing array.

The soul jade in the hands of each second-generation disciple contained a formation that was powerful enough to kill immortals, and after all nine people returned to their positions, it could open up the power that was completely beyond the cognition of cultivators in this realm.

The so-called ranking is also based on this, it does not represent strength, it does not represent status, but it is related to the position of the formation map in charge - otherwise, how can Chen Xiao, who only worshiped the Yuan Sect three hundred years ago, be ranked second?

Su Meng naturally didn't bother to pay attention to the commotion caused by his appearance, but frowned slightly, remembering all the information he had never heard.

With the scheming and city government of the level of Qi Xian, even if he simply said hello to himself, he would not hesitate to disassemble and analyze that sentence word by word. Such a big news has been spread to the extent that everyone knows it, and if it is said that there is no other purpose behind it, the little fox will not believe it.

Qianqian and Bai Hong are also in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, with the beautiful faces and postures of the two women, they are the focus everywhere they go, and they have gathered a lot of audiences around them unconsciously.

At this time, Qianqian felt the approach of the master, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned and stopped. Looking back at the way I came, I found that it was unusually noisy in the distance, and I couldn't help but worry about the little fox.

"What's wrong?" Bai Hongzheng was flipping through a book of Taoism that was quite satisfactory, noticed the abnormality of his master, and asked out loud.

"I have a friend...... ...... "Qianqian was very tangled in the wording," he ...... Looks like I've come here. ”

"Friend?" Bai Hongyu pointed at his slender fingers and lightly touched his lips, and a trace of curiosity flashed in his beautiful eyes.

Su Meng appeared at the right time, stretched out his hand, and knocked on the apprentice's little head, with a sunny and bright smile: "Hello, don't listen to Qianqian's nonsense, this girl just likes to mess around." My name is Su Ming, I'm her uncle, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

Bai Hong looked at Qianqian, who was covering his head and looking angry, but it was rare that he didn't talk back, and then looked at the handsome young man in front of him who looked much younger than himself, and acquiesced to his statement.

It turned out to be an uncle and nephew, and I don't know how many male and female disciples secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

......

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is only five floors, the first floor is a public place, all disciples can enter, and the collection is not ordinary; there are restrictions on the second floor, and it is impossible to enter without the strength of the four grades, and the classics included in it can also be called high-quality; and if you want to open the door of the third floor, you can't do it without the combat power of the third grade, and the secret methods included in it are enough to make the royal family of a country covet three feet; to the fourth floor, you need the strength of the second grade to withstand the majestic gravity magic circle in it, which is a free cultivation treasure land, and there are also immortal-level forbidden methods hidden in the meantime, and those who are not lucky are not visible。

As for the fifth floor, it is never open to anyone. The outside world has different opinions about this, but the immortals are secretive, and in the end, even a reliable rumor has not been able to spread.

And at this moment, under the opening of the waist card of Su Ming's second-generation disciple, the group climbed to the third floor without hindrance, and the emotions on Qianqian's pretty face were difficult to understand, and they couldn't help sighing.

Su Miao's footsteps slowed slightly, and she took her slender wrist into her palm.

The little girl broke away unceremoniously, her face was slightly red, but her backhand pinched the master's big hand.

With the palms of their fingers together, no more words are needed.

He chuckled as he looked at the disciple's face, which was becoming more and more ruddy under his gaze.

The tide of the times is coming, and each side needs more powerful forces. For the appointment of going to the fairy world, even more for you.