He Jingyun has been a little clean these days!

The so-called master was busy studying the piece of bamboo slip he threw out about breaking through to the Wenjun realm, so he temporarily ignored He Jingyun.

As for the second senior brother, he is an honest man, he knows cultivation all day long, takes pills, and then pretends to be forced in front of He Jingyun.

To deal with this kind of person, He Jingyun can play him to make him ********.

However, he still didn't dare to be careless, his daily cultivation was just running the "Yimu Refining and Chemical Gong", this thing was rubbish to death, and the gain of his cultivation could be imagined.

"Although I can't break through yet, once I break through to the late stage of the Shengwen Realm, that is, the seventh layer, I should be able to cultivate the family heirloom battle technique 'Ruyi Slash', so I have to prepare a suitable sword first. ”

He Jingyun knew that the He family had a gong transmission room, which could not only teach his disciples various martial arts and combat skills, but also provide weapons for his disciples according to their needs.

So, he decided to go to the Gong Gong Room to try his luck.

Like other institutions, the Gong Gong Room is on the peak of chores.

The deacon guarding the Miscellaneous Peak is an old man who is about fifty years old, and he is in the middle stage of the Tattoo Mirror.

He Jingyun clasped his fists and saluted, "Hello Lord Deacon!"

"Huh!" The deacon, who was napping behind the counter at the door, raised his eyes and said, "Hello, are you choosing exercises or combat skills?"

"I want weapons!"

He Jingyun looked at the deacon and said seriously.

"Weapons?" the deacon smiled and said, "The same, the martial arts and weapons can be distributed according to your identity, I don't know which peak you are a disciple of, and what is the ranking on the disciple tablet?"

What the He family has is money, and the resources for the disciples to practice can be supplied, but it is not an equal supply, but it is divided into three, six, nine, and so on, divided into status, and divided into strength.

The so-called disciple tablet is the most intuitive embodiment of the strength of the He family.

On the miscellaneous peak, there is a special martial arts arena, next to the martial arts arena, there is a huge disciple tablet, the disciple tablet starts from the top to the bottom, and records the names of the first hundred disciples.

All the people on this disciple's tablet are the elites of the He family, and naturally, no matter what room they enter, they can obtain relatively high-level resources.

Especially the four sons at the top of the disciple tablet, they could almost enjoy the best cultivation resources of the entire He family.

"Back to Lord Deacon's words, the disciple's cultivation is still low, and he has not yet entered the disciple's stele!" He Jingyun replied honestly.

The disciples on the disciple tablet, the worst cultivation is also the peak of the late stage of the Shengwen Realm, among the top 100 disciples, except for less than twenty geniuses of the Shengwen Realm, almost all of the rest are in the Tattoo Realm realm.

With the cultivation of He Chengwen's early stage of the apprentice realm, he was only photographed after seventy on the disciple stele.

Although He Jingyun's current cultivation has made great progress, it is a little unlikely that he wants to get a place on the disciple tablet.

After all, although his cultivation techniques and combat skills are relatively high, his accumulation is weak, and not only does he not have weapons, but he also has no things such as talismans that can help in battle.

"Okay. "The deacon is not reluctant, after all, not all the monks who come here must have a ranking on the disciple tablet, and if there is no rank, he must also give a certain amount of resources, but it is relatively poor: "Since it is not on the disciple tablet, the benefits will be much less!"

"Can I buy it with the Elephant Stone?" He Jingyun asked.

The deacon shook his head, pointed to the door, and said indifferently: "Turn left when you go out, there is a sundries trading market in the square of the house, where you can buy what you want with the elephant stone, I am here, only send, not sold!"

"Okay, juniors take a look first!" He Jingyun's gaze looked behind the counter, and there were rows of tall cabinets.

On each shelf there are things, either martial arts and combat skills, or weapons such as axes, knives and forks.

However, on the outside of the east and west, there is a small barrier, colorful and shimmering, which looks quite gorgeous.

There were many people who came to the room to choose weapons or exercises, but most of them were dangling in front of the shelves, hesitating what exercises to choose, and few people looked at He Jingyun.

"Okay, you go and see for yourself first, a disciple like you who has no status and is not on the disciple tablet can only choose a weapon in the first row of the weapon rack. The deacon kindly reminded him.

"Oh!" He Jingyun was helpless, shook his head and said, "Okay, I'll choose." ”

"Wait!" Deacon Chuangong stopped him and said, "Don't worry, according to the rules, you have to register first, tell me, what is your name?

He Jingyun said: "The name of the junior is He Jingyun. ”

As soon as he said a name, Deacon Chuangong was stunned, and couldn't help but stop writing and look at He Jingyun.

He has been in the transmission room for too long, and he has met countless disciples, but one thing he knows is that as long as he is a disciple of the younger generation, there is a surprise word in his name, and he is by no means an idle person.

Moreover, He Jingyun's three words, he is even more thunderous, isn't that the only son of the former head of the family He Tianya? A year ago, he was still the young master of the He family.

"You, are you He Jingyun?" Deacon Chuangong stood up, his eyes full of respect: "Is your master the Great Elder?"

He Jingyun nodded.

The deacon of the Gong Gong looked clear, laughed, and said: "It turns out that the young family master has arrived, and his subordinates greet him! Since you are the young family master, you can go to a shelf at the back of the weapon rack to select weapons!"

The status is different, and the treatment is naturally different.

The fact that the deacon is very respectful to him does not mean that others are respectful to him.

For example, the disciples who were standing in the transmission room with He Jingyun all raised their heads one by one and looked at him with unkind expressions.

"Yo, it turns out that the young family master has arrived, hehehehe!" A young disciple turned his head from the front of the exercise frame, looked at He Jingyun and said, "The young family master is young, and his cultivation is advancing thousands of miles every day, which is really gratifying." ”

"But!" the man's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he said, "I don't know how the young family master will lead my He family's disciples to win the Dongfang family in the deer competition three months later?"

A woman in a pink dress also walked out, looked at He Jingyun and said, "Brother Dian, you're thinking too far, don't mention the competition in three months, even the sword trial meeting next month, he won't be able to pass." ”

He Dian's eyes were like swords, staring at He Jingyun deadly, and then snorted coldly: "The position of the young family master was originally my brother He Jingtian." ”

"Yes" The woman in the pink dress looked proud, and came out to say to He Jingyun: "Brother Shocking Heaven went out to find an opportunity to break through to the Tattoo Master Realm, and you, a villain, took the opportunity to bewitch the Great Elder and let him accept you as a disciple, how dare you covet the position of the young family master of Brother Shocking Heaven." ”

"Don't be rude!" said the deacon looked at the two of them and scolded them.

However, he didn't dare to go too far, because he obviously felt that in the entire room, not only He Dian and the others had opinions about He Jingyun, but the other people didn't open their mouths to make trouble, but they all looked at him with an unkind face.

This shows that He Jingyun, the young head of the family, is not convinced.

At the very least, they didn't believe that He Jingyun could lead them to defeat the Dongfang family in the deer competition.

You must know that the He family is the first family in Daxia City, and it is the first place in the deer competition every year, but because the head of the family suddenly fell last year, and the top geniuses in the clan also died two or three inexplicably, so they were won the first place by the Dongfang family.

This year, it is up to He Jingtian whether he can get back face, however, no one expected that the sudden change would take place, and He Jingyun would climb to the position of the young head of the family.

If He Jingyun is just a low cultivation, but the character of this product is really ...... Don't dare to compliment.

Think about when he blackmailed He Cheng, it was simply a hooligan, a hooligan, how could he lead a family disciple, a hooligan became a young family master, and it was not good to spread it.

"Young master, you don't have to listen to their nonsense. "The deacon of the transmission of the gong can't wait for He Jingyun to hurry up with his weapon, don't make trouble in his own transmission room.

He Jingyun just snorted coldly, ignored the provocation of the two, and walked straight towards the row of shelves at the back of the weapon rack.

"He Jingyun, why are you so blind?" The girl in the pink dress said: "I am He Qianyao, ranked eighty-ninth on the disciple tablet, since you are so disdainful of me, you have the ability to come to the martial arts arena to challenge me!"

He Jingyun stopped, didn't twist his head, just said lightly: "Disciple Monument, I will go sooner or later, you don't have to worry about it!"

With that, move on.

He Qianyao's face turned red, and he raised his hand to He Jingyun and said, "Cowardly ghost, I know that you don't dare to come, as a manly husband, are you still afraid of me, a little woman?"

He Jingyun still ignored her and walked to the last row of the weapon rack.

He Qianyao laughed angrily and giggled: "He Jingyun, He Jingyun, such a big shelf, he didn't take me in his eyes at all, but unfortunately, now is not the time for your father to be in charge." ”

"You ignore me, okay, good, I hope you don't regret it. He Qianyao's mood has completely calmed down now, looking at He Jingyun who was pretending to be forced, and said very calmly: "If this girl is not mistaken, that Qin Ya is your subordinate, hehe, if you don't dare to go on stage, then he is likely to be unlucky!"

"What are you talking about?" He Jingyun raised his head suddenly, the cold light in his eyes was wanton, and he looked straight at He Qianyao.

He Qianyao was originally a cultivator of the Ninth Layer of the Great Perfection of the Shengwen Realm, but when He Jingyun looked at it so indifferently, it was like falling into an ice cave.

"Something is coming at me, if it hurts my brother, the consequences are not something you can bear!" He Jingyun said very slowly, but the words were like nails, nailed to everyone's ears.

Qin Ya reached out to help him when he was in the most danger, and although the two did not have much contact, they had already become brothers in life and death.

Although he forced Qin Ya to make an oath, it was just a manifestation of palpitations after being bitten by a snake, and it didn't mean that he only regarded Qin Ya as a person.

Now someone actually threatened Qin Ya in front of him, which made him feel cold all of a sudden!