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Xing Tian followed the butterfly transformed by the leaves of the "Butterfly Tree" and walked all the way, touching the original long flowing hair with his hand, but it turned out to be a big bald head, and he also got a black ash ......

My hair!

Xingtian wants to cry without tears, the whole person is like a shelled egg, this is smooth and tender. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A strange beast flew over the head of Xingtian, shuttling and flying between the peaks in a graceful posture, and between the peaks of the dense forest, countless tall and majestic buildings were established, some of them seemed to be majestic and majestic cities, some seemed to be simple and elegant schools, and there were all kinds of strange tree houses, sand fields, and towers......

This is the Temple of the Witches, the heart and birthplace of the Witch Clan.

The number of people in the Witch God Temple is amazing, and Xingtian has already known this from Wu Peng's mouth.

There are hundreds of thousands of people who serve the witch gods, and two-thirds of them are outer disciples.

There are also about 100,000 inner disciples with prominent status.

There are 10,000 elite disciples, but when it comes to the status of personal disciples, the number is unknown......

Not a lot, but a few!

Of course, these numbers do not include those who work in the sect, raise spirit beasts, and manage the medicine fields. If you add these people, then I don't know how many people there are.

And this time, the Witch God Temple once again accepted disciples on a large scale, but I am afraid that the final number will be doubled again.

The butterfly led the butterfly transformed into leaves, and led him to a platform surrounded by eight square stone pillars, and the butterfly gently landed on a stone platform, which shone at the same time along with the eight stone pillars around it, and a row of golden handwriting appeared in front of Xingtian.

There are rows of building names on it, but with the exception of a few that are lit up, the rest of the locations are black-and-gray in color, and even the names are not revealed.

Those places are naturally not the places that the current Xingtian can reach.

Among the limited place names such as "Demonstration Field", "Fang Market", "Study Hall", "Dining Room", etc., Xingtian quickly found the location of the "Recording Hall".

In front of the hall is a huge hall, the simple architectural style is simple and rough, the entrance of the hall stands the same barbarian warrior as outside the gate, in the square in front of the hall, a black stone tablet four or five stories high and a two-story high, but white and narrow stone wall. There were many barbarians standing densely in front of these two positions, and they were in groups of three or five, pointing at the handwriting on the stone tablet or stone wall from time to time.

Although curious, Xingtian didn't stop long, but went straight to the palace.

The process of entering the identity should be said to be extremely simple, but the process of verification took a lot of time, especially the eyes of the record, which made Xingtian extremely unhappy!

"Are you sure you're talking about the Fourth Temple!?the personal disciple of the Fourth Temple!?"

The record is a 12th-level witchcraft, and the grade is only afraid to be in his seventies.

The old reporter sat in a high chair, lowered his somewhat dazed eyes, and frowned and stared at Xingtian again with questions.

"Yes, my master is Wu Peng, the great witch of the fourth hall, do you always have bad eyes, or do you have behind your ears? This has been asked six times......

"It doesn't matter how many times I've asked!" said the old man meaningfully, "It has been hundreds of years since the old man became an inner disciple and turned into a record, and no one has ever been able to become a disciple of the fourth hall, and there has never been a ...... I thought the temple was deserted. ”

Xing Tian couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "Have you finished checking?"

The old clerk pursed his lips and said, "There is evidence from the great witch here, of course there is no problem." After finishing speaking, he brushed and brushed a piece of animal skin to write for a while, and after checking with Xingtian again, he put the animal skin on a stone platform, and the essence flashed slightly, and the animal skin was gone.

"Please align the yellow jewel on the bracelet with this position...... "The old clerk tapped the totem pole next to his desk with his cane.

Xing Tian did as he was told, and with a flash of yellow light, a piece of information was injected into the storage bracelet.

"Your information has been entered, because you are a personal disciple, so there are many privileges in the Witch God Temple that others do not have, and the specific instructions can check your storage bracelet at any time. However, because your sacrifice points are still 0, many areas that rely on contributions to enter are still not open to you...... If you have any doubts, uh, check your storage bracelet!Okay, the old man's name is Yang Zheng, and he is happy to serve a disciple of his own lineage!"

Sure enough, it's a guy from the sheep department, and the rambling is endless!

"The relevant permissions can be found in the storage bracelet, but it is recommended that you go to the 'Yuegong Hall' first. ”

"Why?"

Yang Zheng glanced Xingtian up and down, especially on his tattered clothes for a moment, and said with a smile: "As long as you are a disciple of the Witch God Temple, the inner disciple will be able to receive a piece of money every month." Your old identity is a personal disciple, and the treatment is even more generous, especially there is a 'Purifying Pill' every month, which is a soul-level great tonic pill, worth 100 bronze coins, and the sacrifice point is 1,000 points to exchange for one, which is thousands of times stronger than the ten 'blood pills' of our inner disciples every month!?"

Then the sheep was smiling, revealing a profiteer-like expression, and lowered his voice and said: "Hehe, Brother Xingtian, don't blame, my brother has been trapped in level 12 witchcraft for a long time, and he has not been able to break through for a long time, brother, your level has not broken through level 10, this 'marrow cleansing pill' is not very useful to you, but it is the 'blood pill' that is just right." If Brother Xingtian is willing to cut his love, the elder brother is willing to exchange it for the 'Blood Pill' at a high price!"

Xing Tian let out an "oh", became a little interested, and slowly asked, "How do you change the method?"

Although Xingtian didn't know the market, he had heard of the name of this "Soul Cleansing Pill", which was a soul-level lower-grade elixir, which was extremely precious, and it was difficult for even his own disciples to obtain it, and the "Blood Pill" was just a witch-level lower-grade pill, with a large number and weak effect, which was indeed a lot worse in comparison.

However, Xingtian has just become a level 8 warrior, below the 11th level elite level, it is just right to take the "blood pill", the effect of "Washing the Myelin Pill" is too powerful, it has the miraculous effect of the I Ching and cutting the marrow, and it needs to be used only after the qi and blood are strong, refining the qi and blood, improving the purity of the blood, and having a powerful effect of replenishing qi and blood, which is more than a step higher than the "Purple Gold Refining Blood Powder", but for Xingtian who is now consolidating the realm, it is indeed a little impractical, even if it does not damage the body, it will waste a lot of medicinal power.

"150 'Blood Pills'!" the sheep stretched out his finger and gestured.

With this number in mind, Xing Tian nodded and said, "Okay, if there is a need, I will consider exchanging it with you!"

After saying that, Xing Tian took his leave and left.

"Brother Xingtian, if it's too little, 200 'Blood Pills' are also okay. ”

Damn, just look at the face and know that this old sheep is not kind.

Half an hour later.

"This black robe is the standard robe of the disciple, made of the soft leather of the thousand-year-old dragon lizard. The physical defense is stronger than the 10 cm thick cold iron heavy armor, and the magic defense can make the secret method such as [Fire Orb] invalid. The earth-walking dragon lizard is green in color for 100 years, red for 500 years, and black for more than 1,000 years. The three colors of blue, red, and black represent the three classes of inner disciples, elite disciples, and pro-disciples. As for the outer disciples, they could only wear white snake robes. ”

At this time, Xing Tian was faced with an expressionless clergyman, sitting high in front of him, holding a huge parchment book like a shield, flipping through it with a clatter.

At the same time, there were two inner disciples next to him, and every time the clergy pronounced the name of an item, someone ran into the warehouse behind him and took it out.

Although the clergyman was wooden and unkind, he was conscientious in his duties, and the items obtained by Xingtian were not deducted or omitted, and they were described clearly one by one in detail, so as not to use them inappropriately.

"There are two witch crystals in this jade box, which can be used to draw water and make fire, respectively, and there are instructions on how to use them. ”

"Ten high-grade healing snake skins, two bone snake skins, healing limbs, in case of emergency. ”

Reading this, the expressionless clergyman looked up at Xingtian and asked, "Because you are a beginner for the first time, you still have the right to choose three combat skills, as well as a medium-grade weapon of the witch level. ”

When Xing Tian heard this, he secretly said in his heart: His [Ganqi Killing Technique] is rare in the world, and it is definitely a first-class combat skill in terms of killing decisiveness, and there is no need to waste energy on other combat skills, but he also needs a shield with a "brutal break", so that he can cultivate the [Ganqi Killing Technique] and display it perfectly.

"My lord, can I give up those three skills and choose a better weapon?"

The clergyman stared at Xingtian for a moment, and then he said lightly: "The fourth hall...... It's a little poor! Well, it's not an example!"

Xing Tian suddenly sweated on his forehead.

The clergyman turned the pages of the book again with a clatter, and asked at the same time: "Originally, according to the rules, you can be given a weapon of the middle grade of the witch level, but if you take the initiative to give up your combat skills, you can improve the quality of the weapon by one level...... Tell me, what kind of blade do you want!"

"Shield!" Xing Tian did not hesitate, and said directly excitedly: "Big shield!"

"Huh, armor?" the clergyman asked, "Nothing else?"

"Just a shield!"

The clergyman pondered for a while, and finally said, "According to the rules, only choosing the totem child of armor can also increase the quality of the item by one level...... Soul-level inferior shield ......"

Xingtian immediately had a feeling of winning the lottery.

I didn't expect that I would be able to improve the quality of the shield by two levels by giving up twice!

This is a good thing that I never dreamed of!

"Among the soul-level lower grade shields, there are three styles, one is a small round shield, the other is a giant square shield, and the third is a hook inlaid ......."

Xingtian, who had already made up his mind to choose a giant square shield, immediately moved his expression when he heard that there was a hook setting, and asked rhetorically: "Hook setting?