On the way to refine the poison of the black bee, Zhen Jin suddenly felt a finger on his forehead, and then some information came into his mind, and after a closer look, he figured out that this is a technique, called the insect control technique, including how to communicate with insects and how to drive ......!

This technique is very interesting, the cultivation meeting can communicate with any insect, like a language of insects, he is very interested in this, and understands that this is a generous gift from Bai Jiuniang.

This place is not suitable for further enlightenment and cultivation, he is also in a hurry, after refining and absorbing the poison of the black bee, he opened his eyes and was about to express his gratitude to Bai Jiuniang, only to see that she did not know when, and quietly disappeared.

I saw that the white-haired old man was looking for something everywhere, and suddenly bent down and reached out to pinch a piece of something the size of a fingernail, and put it away cautiously with a beautiful face.

Zhen Jin understood that it was a piece of minced meat from the Black Bee Demon King, and asked blankly, "Uncle Shi, what are you doing picking up that minced meat?"

"This is a treasure! A small piece of minced meat as the main ingredient can refine the 'Bailing Pill' to improve cultivation, and it is also a rare treasure medicine for us Huadan cultivators. The white-haired old man said solemnly.

He rummaged around and only found a dozen or so pieces, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed, looked back at Zhen Jin's eyes, and suddenly asked with a flash: "Have you put it away, hurry up and give it to Uncle Fengyu, Uncle Feng and I'll go and refine some more lark pills, and give you one at that time." ”

When Zhen Jin saw his impatient and greedy eyes, he was very vigilant in his heart, and hurriedly showed a bitter expression and said: "The disciple dared to take in those disgusting things, and he was forced to eat a piece by Senior Bai first, and almost disgusted the disciple!"

"You kid, you really don't know anything, such a good thing, it's a flesh and blood medicine that a monk can't ask for, but you think it's disgusting, look at it! It's all your two masters and sisters who haven't taught you well! Lonely and uninformed fool. The white-haired old man muttered angrily.

Turning his mind, he looked at Zhen Jinshen and asked in a mysterious whisper: "You did Bai Jiuniang a great favor, didn't she give you any more benefits?"

When Zhen Jin saw his eyes and tone of voice, he couldn't help but stand on end, and he scolded this old guy for not taking advantage of the lack of people in the wilderness to kill people and rob him! He had some ulterior secrets on him, so he said that there were a lot of spirit stones, and there were several jars of Linglong wine, if he found out, he couldn't tell the origin, and he might cause a great disaster.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he felt, his face couldn't help but turn a little paler, and the white-haired old man's eyes were extremely sharp, and he could see at a glance that he was very frightened in his heart, and he felt like he was a robber who was blocking the road and robbing him.

His face was slightly embarrassed, he cleared his throat, and said with a look of embarrassment: "You don't have to be nervous, Uncle Feng just asked casually, and he didn't mean anything else." ”

"Oh! By the way, Uncle Shi saw that the technique you had just refined the black bee poison was very special, how did you practice such a strange technique?" the white-haired old man changed the topic and asked him with some interest about the exercises he practiced.

"Uncle Shi, you asked the disciple about the practice of refining poison! It can be regarded as an adventure for the disciple! That was when the disciple went out to do a task and accidentally learned it from the stone wall of a cave, at that time the stone wall of the cave was engraved with a few lines of vague small characters, and the disciple was interested for a while, so he randomly followed it to record the cultivation, but he never thought that there would be such a strange use, as for the name of this exercise, the disciple did not know very well. At that time, the disciple was about to check the situation, but somehow the cave collapsed inexplicably, if it wasn't for the disciple's quick escape, he might have been buried alive!"

Since Zhen Jin came to Qingye Gate, he has met the high-level people of Qingye Gate, except for Ji Wuwu, there is no good thing, and when he sees this old man's expression at this moment, he is very vigilant, and he does not dare to tell the truth, and he makes random arrangements to fool him.

"This!" The white-haired old man naturally didn't believe his nonsense when he heard this, and his face suddenly showed displeasure, but it was not easy to compare with a junior disciple.

"You major in the exercises, but you are Qingyun Jue?" the white-haired old man asked slightly.

"Yes! The disciple's major cultivation method is Qingyun Jue!" Zhen Jin replied truthfully this time.

"Hmph! Sure enough, you are majoring in Qingyun Jue, this exercise is very special, the origin is mysterious, the cultivation conditions are very harsh, ordinary people can't practice, but if someone once cultivates, then this person's cultivation speed will be more than twice as fast as others. The Ji family made a fortune by practicing this exercise, thinking that the Ji family was a smash hit back then, you may not know that Qingyemen was not called this name back then, it was called Qingyunmen, and it was the world of his Ji family. It's a pity! Cheng is also Qingyun Jue, defeat is also Qingyun Jue, their family has been practicing Qingyun Jue for generations, and there can be a few Dacheng, and when it comes to the generation of Ji Wuwu brothers, they are not accepted, only two of them are early stage cultivators of Huadan, and everyone else is thinking of the ancient! Now there is a disciple with a foreign surname of you, I hope you can carry forward their family's mastery!"

The white-haired old man sneered, his face full of mockery, and schadenfreude and jealousy!

This is the secret of the Qingye Sect is unknown, Zhen Jin was stunned when he heard it, shocked with suspicion, it turned out that the Ji family had been so brilliant, and it meant that the descendants of the Ji family did not have the talent to practice Qingyun Jue, and they only got this step of the field by drilling the tip of the horns!

At the same time, the more he looked at this old man, the more unpleasant he became, the other family was unlucky, what did it matter to you, why did you mock others? But he thought that when the Ji family ruled the Aoba Gate, he may have offended many people, this old man may be a person who has experienced it personally, or he may be the descendant of someone who has a grudge against the Ji family, and it may be understandable that he hates the Ji family so much!

He didn't know much about those secret things, and he didn't want to bother with speculation, so he asked in a slight voice: "Senior Uncle, is it a blessing or a curse for a disciple to practice Qingyun Jue?

"It's okay! You can't die! You can rest assured that you can cultivate, maybe you can get ahead, and it can be regarded as a little comfort to those Ji family undead, Uncle Shi, I am looking forward to the ......day when you succeed! The two Ji Wuwu brothers can also be blinded when they die!" The white-haired old man sneered.

Zhen Jin pretended to breathe a sigh of relief, let out a long sigh of relief, and said, "After listening to Uncle Shi's words, the disciple finally let go of his hanging heart. ”

"It's a pity! You may not know the identity of your uncle, your uncle is the great elder of the Qingye Sect, if you hadn't practiced the Qingyun Jue, with your qualifications, your uncle would definitely accept you as a personal disciple, and the personal disciple of your uncle is not as good as an ordinary disciple, and the other white-clothed elders will be polite when they see it. ”

"Oh! Uncle Shi's personal disciple is so majestic!" Zhen Jin's eyes were full of envy, and his face seemed to be flushed and very yearning, and then there was a hint of indignation, and the meaning could not be more obvious.

What's wrong with cultivating Qingyun Jue! Are they all raised by their stepmothers? Good qualifications are also in vain, no one is rare, and I can't look down on your old magic eyes, this is too unreasonable!

Seeing his complicated expression, the white-bearded old man twitched his cheeks and sneered secretly, his heart was extremely happy, he looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, he didn't pay attention to Zhen Jin, his body didn't move, and he disappeared without a trace in an instant!