Zhang Deming nodded in confirmation.

Feng Mingyou opened his mouth and said, "In other words, you have joined a secret organization behind the sect's back, and not someone in the upper echelons of the sect?" ”

Yesterday's guidance, the other party thought this, so that's the case.

Zhang Deming nodded again and said, "Yes." ”

Feng Mingyou's face flickered, a little ugly, this was too different from his expectations, and he felt like he was on a thief ship.

You must know that although the management of the sect is relaxed, it is another thing to go behind the sect and join another sect.

However, Feng Mingyou knew that it was too late to say anything.

Coming to this point, the other party, as a member of a secret organization, has no choice since he flops.

At this time, instead of saying other discordant words that destroy the tacit understanding between the two, it is better to take one step at a time and then talk about it.

Feng Mingyou took a deep breath, regained his indifferent expression, and said, "So, what kind of alliance does this have the means to ensure that I can quickly learn second-order spells?" ”

When Zhang Deming heard this, he smiled.

What a smart guy to find the most favorable form so quickly.

Zhang Deming directly took out a glass bead, put it on the table, and said, "This thing should be known to Steward Feng, right?" ”

Feng Mingyou's pupils shrank, he took the Spirit Cultivation Ball and looked at it for a moment, and said in horror: "Mastery-level second-order spell Cultivation Spirit Ball? ”

No wonder he was so surprised, the value of the nurturing ball generally starts at twice the price of a spell.

A second-order spirit cultivation ball, the guaranteed price is sixty to one hundred spirit stones, and the degree of value preservation even exceeds that of spirit stones.

This still refers to ordinary nurturing beads, proficient-level nurturing beads, which are rarely circulated in the market.

Because of this level, those who haven't learned it can use it, and the success rate is at least forty percent, and those who have learned it can still use it to improve the perception of the spell.

What's more, as the difficulty of the entry of second-order spells increases, each second-order spirit cultivation ball belongs to the strategic resources of the sect.

It's not something that can be bought with money, and it's usually arranged as a high-end item as a reward.

Zhang Deming nodded and said, "To be precise, it's the Cultivation Spirit Ball." ”

When Feng Mingyou heard this, his pupils contracted even more violently, but he only gave the spell book to Zhang Deming yesterday.

If it was really what he thought, this Blue Sky Alliance would be amazing.

With this soul breeder behind it, it is worth the risk of countless people to join.

You must know that Tianlingmen, as a major gate in the Hongmeng Realm, has only three soul cultivators.

"One is not enough, the regular success rate of the nurturing ball is twenty percent, and the mastery is forty percent.

And I haven't figured it out for several years before, so I'm very unfamiliar with the spiritual water recipe.

To ensure success, there are three probabilities.

And how much resource this represents, you must be clear. Feng Mingyou said with some melancholy.

Zhang Deming silently touched out the two again, and said: "The Blue Sky Alliance's Spiritual Cultivation Ball is different from the outside world, with a success rate of four to fifty percent.

That's enough. ”

Feng Mingyou looked at the three nurturing balls, a little greed appeared in his eyes, and said with a wry smile:

"Together, these can raise a promotion resource that is not too rubbish, it seems that Feng is really going to sell himself this time.

Say, what do I need to pay to get this? ”

The words actually brought a little free and easy, a few decompositions.

Zhang Deming took out a blank piece of paper and handed it to Feng Mingyou.

Feng Mingyou's face was solemn, he looked at the blank paper carefully for a long time, and after five or six minutes, Feng Mingyou, who was still fruitless, turned his head suspiciously, looked at Zhang Deming, and said:

What does that mean? Forgive me for not seeing the mystery in this. ”

Zhang Deming opened his mouth and said: "This is a soul blood contract, similar to the Dao Heart Oath, but it is just a little more binding.

As long as Steward Feng signed it, he could start practicing the spell. ”

Feng Mingyou said: "Since it is a contract, what about the terms?" ”

Zhang Deming said: "You will know after signing." ”

Feng Mingyou: "......"

What kind of overlord agreement is this? Only after signing will you know the terms!

Zhang Deming looked at Feng Mingyou and was silent, and said, "Don't worry, I won't be able to come to Feng to take care of you so much." ”

"How to sign." Feng Mingyou said.

"Just drop blood." Zhang Deming replied.

When Feng Mingyou heard this, the water in his hand surged, and a transparent water needle condensed in his hand, and gently pierced his fingertips.

A drop of blood from his fingertips was dripped on a white piece of paper by him.

After that, like Qu Qizhong, he played with absolute spirit, paying careful attention, staring at the blank paper in a daze, waiting for changes.

Until the blood drips into ordinary white paper, soaked and smudged open.

For a long time, he was better than Qu Qizhong, Zhang Deming didn't remind him, and he reacted.

Probably, probably, he couldn't see the slightest anomaly in this blank paper.

Seeing that he came back to his senses, Zhang Deming silently took the blank paper, and then said: "Steward Feng can start to enlighten, I will guard it for you."

By the way, these things are advanced, not given away in vain.

Therefore, it is better for the steward to reduce the overdraft, after all, it is not a wonderful thing to be in debt before entering the alliance. ”

Feng Mingyou nodded when he heard this, picked up a spirit cultivation bead, and began to input spiritual power.

Countless white points of light formed a hollow ball, wrapping Feng Mingyou, and a smart stream of water in the center of the ball swam back and forth into Feng Mingyou's eyebrows.

The surface of the hollow sphere, countless sparse points of light, flickered incessantly.

Zhang Deming waited quietly, the perception of the second-order spell, he himself stuffed it in, and knew that it was much more than the first-order technique.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the ball of light flickered and exploded into a pile of light and disappeared.

Feng Mingyou opened his eyes a little disappointed, Zhang Deming had expected it, after all, if the other party was a genius, he would not have been marginalized for so long.

Feng Mingyou cleaned up his mood and did not immediately use the Spirit Cultivation Ball again.

Instead, he closed his eyes and began to sort out what he had before, Zhang Deming did not disturb and drank tea quietly.

It wasn't until a pot of tea was directly boiled by him many times that Feng Mingyou opened his eyes.

Picked up the second spiritual water cultivation spirit ball on the table, and entered the spiritual power without hesitation.

The ball of light wrapped the other party again, and Zhang Deming watched quietly.

After another ten or so minutes, the ball of light flickered again, this time trembling and shrinking on the edge of the shatter.

Feng Mingyou, who had his eyes closed, flew quickly with his hands, and a stream of water like an elf appeared in front of him, revolving around his hands.

Immediately, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the smart water directly sank into the teapot that had been ruined by Zhang Deming.

Feng Mingyou silently began to add fire, boiling tea, and a stream of Dao Yun drifted from him.

Zhang Deming felt it instantly, surrounded by a sense of peace and tranquility.

After a long time, Feng Mingyou made Zhang Deming a cup of tea with Zhang Deming's spoiled tea.

"Please!"

The two didn't say much, and tasted silently for a moment.

Zhang Deming spoke: "Steward Feng's tea ceremony skills have reached the point of decay, and it seems that he is already a quasi-Taiji monk."

Then I wish Steward Feng in advance and be promoted to Tai Chi. ”

Feng Mingyou was not modest, and said, "It's just a little gain." ”

Zhang Deming stretched out his hand, put away the last spirit cultivation ball on the table, and then picked up the blank paper and lit it on the tea set in front of Feng Mingyou's eyes.

Watching the curling smoke rise, Zhang Deming smiled and said, "Remember to be polite." ”

Feng Mingyou looked at Zhang Deming puzzled, with inquiry in his eyes.

Zhang Deming ignored the other party, and in his consciousness, he reached out and grabbed the point of light that was still flickering.

This time, Zhang Deming was not directly thrown into the passage and ravaged repeatedly.

Instead, he came to the rune summoning space formed by the Soul Cultivation Technique, and at this moment it was white.

It was no different from before in the consciousness of others, except for the sky, there were five points of light like stars twinkling, and there was nothing else.

Thoughts flashed through Zhang Deming's mind, and the white mist rolled in the space, and a floating island began to rise.

Around the island, fairy birds are flying around, rare and exotic beasts are galloping on the island, and rare plants are beginning to rise from the ground.

An attic with white jade all over the body, appearing in the center of the island, carved and jade, is very beautiful.

A plaque, slowly condensing in the attic, reads: Xuanhuang Building

There is also a line of small words in the corner: Yellow Building.

The top floor of the entire attic is a pavilion-like floor, without a single wall, and the view is very good, and you can see the entire surrounding island very clearly.

The surrounding white fog began to turn into countless clouds, enveloping the surroundings.

The whole island seems to be in the depths of the heavenly dome.

Well, what does it feel like is missing?

Standing on the top floor of the viewing pavilion, Zhang Deming thought with a frown.

That's right, it's water!

The blessed land of the immortal family, the landscape is particularly important, how can there be no water in such a place?

Not far from the attic, a lake appeared at dusk, and small rivers ran through the island, eventually flowing down the clouds.

Zhang Deming raised his head, and a Milky Way current, like nine days, penetrated out of the clouds, poured down, and poured into the lake in front of him.

This time, it was perfect in an instant.

Zhang Deming looked at the surrounding scenery and nodded.

The decoration and countenance of his body began to change, from a boy of seventeen or eighteen to an old man of fifty or sixty, with white hair as shiny as silver threads.

An ordinary to the extreme, just like the Taoist robe in the mortal Taoist temple, appeared on his body.

looked at his appearance, and estimated that there should not be much.

Zhang Deming waved to the sky, and among the five hidden star light points, Feng Mingyou's point of light represented Feng Mingyou, and he was directly recruited in front of him by Zhang Deming.

Zhang Deming pointed at the point of light, lightly, and then the point of light flickered, Zhang Deming felt something quickly pick in, and asked to enter the space.

Without making a trace, Zhang Deming turned around, looked at the scenery outside with his hands behind his back, and began to play the role of a master.

In a short moment, as the light point flickered and disappeared, a somewhat transparent figure appeared in front of Zhang Deming.

"Gross... Vomit..."

Just about to speak, Zhang Deming, who appeared with a poem number, stiffened in place.

Looking at Feng Mingyou, who was half-lying on the ground and kept retching, Zhang Deming was super embarrassed.

Play with the ball and forget about the stubble!

I've taken off my pants, and I'm going to pretend to be a big force, you bring me this?

"The distance is a little too far, the traffic is not very good, bear with me, and slowly get used to it."

The appearance of the poem number or something, it's no fate, if this picture appears, it's too damaging to the atmosphere, so let's just take the semi-people-friendly route.

Looking at Feng Mingyou, who kept retching, Zhang Deming thought so and said indifferently.

Feng Mingyou, who was retching, paused slightly when he heard the old man's voice.

"Gross... Vomit..."

Immediately, uncontrollably, he retched again, and Zhang Deming's face twitched a few times.

Is it such an exaggeration, the first time he endured it was over.

Or is it not quite the same as going to be?

Shouldn't it, lying down and taking the initiative shouldn't be the same effect?

After waiting for another moment, Feng Mingyou barely controlled it, or rather, he took the opportunity of retching to clean up his mood.

After the sudden encounter was not completely confused, he raised his head and looked at the environment.

"Here?" Suspicious, he looked around as he reached out and tried the corners of his mouth with the non-existent vomit.

Zhang Deming said lightly: "Blue Sky Alliance, Yellow Character Department, Connecting the Floating Island."

You can understand it as a cave sky, a blessed land, how convenient it is. ”

"Blessed land?!!! Seniors said that this is one of the nine blessed lands of Hongmeng? Feng Mingyou said in surprise.

In the Hongmeng realm, there are forty-nine doors, nine blessed lands, and three holy places.

Such a force constitutes the entire Hongmeng cultivation world, and it is also like a great unity, ruling the entire world.

Zhang Deming shook his head and said, "This is not a blessed land of Hongmeng. ”

"Where is that?"

After all, Feng Mingyou is just an outer disciple, although he has more decades of experience, his knowledge is still limited.

Zhang Deming shook his head and said: "These are not what you should ask, introduce yourself, the old man belongs to the Yellow Character Department of the Alliance, and the blood contract signed by the person in charge of entry, you can call me Huang Lao." ”

"Senior Huang is good."

It has been buffered by a short vomiting time, coupled with Zhang Deming's ambiguous words before.

Feng Mingyou had already roughly understood what was going on, and he was not completely confused.

Zhang Deming nodded and said, "Kind words, don't say more, the old man used techniques to detain you to come over, just to sign the blood contract, so don't be verbose." ”

Feng Mingyou said respectfully: "Seniors, please speak, juniors will remember them one by one." ”

"There are currently five rules in the league, and there are no restrictions other than the five rules.

Rules:......

You can remember these five rules, if you break them, no one can save them.

As for others, the management of the alliance is particularly loose and can act freely, including but not limited to, joining other organizations, sects, etc.

Have you written any of these? ”

With Zhang Deming's words, Feng Mingyou realized more and more the mystery and strength of this Blue Sky Alliance.

replied respectfully: "Back to the seniors, the juniors have written it down." ”

Zhang Deming nodded, looked Feng Mingyou up and down, and said, "Although the talent is not good, this Dao Yun is not bad."

It seems that Zhang Wu's kid has indeed not been idle in the past few days, I think you are about to build the foundation of Taiji, and remember the second-order spell to build the foundation.

The alliance does not reject any path, but it only does not like the waste materials of salted fish, if you build a foundation with first-order spells, there is not much possibility in the alliance. ”