Sometimes, proper hiding or playing dumb is actually a good strategy to retreat into advance.

Meng Yang's heart was bright, but he didn't dare to slack off in his hand, he took out another jade box, and after presenting it, his hands shook for a while, and he hurriedly said: "It's just this last plant, there is no more······

Song Dahang opened the jade box and saw that it was a thousand-year-old ginseng, still of the same quality and freshness!

Seeing that Meng Yang didn't seem to be a fake, he said with a smile: "You have good luck, tell me, how did you find such a good thing?"

Meng Yang said that he was wandering around the free market on Cixian Island and happened to have a thousand more spirit stones than others, so he grabbed these two thousand-year-old ginseng plants.

Song Dahang didn't doubt him, so he believed Meng Yang's lies.

Meng Yang said cautiously: "Senior Uncle, I don't know how much contribution my disciple can get in exchange for these two elixirs?"

Song Dahang said strangely: "Tell Uncle Shi, what did you do with spending so many spirit stones just in exchange for contributions?"

Meng Yang hurriedly said: "Uncle Shi doesn't know, the disciple is an orphan in a remote town in Tianxuan, he has been collecting firewood alone since he was a child to make a living, and when he was a little older, he began to collect medicine and hunt in the Falling Soul Mountain Range. Fortunately, before leaving, the deceased gave me a sum of spirit stones, so I thought about going to Cixian Island Fang City to see the world, and by the way, I tried my luck, but I didn't expect to buy these two ginseng plants that could barely make a meager contribution to the sect. The disciple just wanted to exchange some contributions, so that the disciple could enter the library of the Tongbian Hall to read more books, increase some knowledge, and also help the disciple's cultivation. The disciple just feels that there is space in his belly, and he urgently needs a lot of things to fill it, and he hopes that his uncle will fulfill the disciple!"

A sentence suddenly appeared in Song Dahang's mind.

Think big, start small!

This is a clear sentence left by the grandfather.

Song Dahang unexpectedly discovered a new handyman disciple today who had suddenly appeared such a quality, how could he not be shocked? In his heart, he was even more determined to meet Uncle Xiaoxiangzi.

It was not good for him to check Meng Yang's qualifications in person, but he thought that this disciple was so determined and conducted, and so diligent, and knowledgeable that he would advance and retreat, and his cultivation in the future would definitely be not small.

Song Dahang had a heart of love for talent at that time and was determined to achieve Mengyang.

To tell the truth, in the main merit room for so many years, Song Dahang has never seen a disciple who has gone to great lengths to get spiritual objects in exchange for meritorious deeds, just to go to the library to read books!

Those immortal birds and spirit beasts, exercise cheats, magic weapons, and talisman pills have always been the favorite of the disciples, who is willing to spend a lot of spirit stones to waste in the library?

The library is not allowed to enter with paper and pencils, and it is not allowed to enter with storage rings, and can only be recited silently, only by memory.

Take the library building of the original Daofeng Tongbian Hall as an example, there are most miscellaneous scriptures and wild histories, miscellaneous conversations, notes on the cultivation experience of some scattered cultivators, and the complete exercises of the three chapters of Qinglian Gate Qinglian.

Each disciple's cultivation has increased, and his spiritual power value has reached the requirements, so he can naturally go to the Wind Bone Hall to participate in the assessment, and naturally he can obtain the follow-up exercises without much effort, Song Dahang naturally doesn't understand that this disciple in front of him even dreams of getting the three Qinglian cultivation exercises that are originally within reach the standard of cultivation!

The door rules of Qinglian Gate have clear limitations:

If a disciple's spiritual power value breaks through the limit of 1,000 catties, he can be promoted to an outer disciple;

If the spiritual power value exceeds the limit of 4,900 catties, you can be promoted to an inner disciple, and you can worship a third-generation disciple as a teacher.

If the spiritual power value exceeds the limit of 49,000 catties, you can automatically break away from the original master-apprentice relationship, and be accepted by an elder-level or second-generation disciple to become a personal disciple.

The library of the three sub-peaks is set up in the Tongbian Hall, and each disciple needs to deduct three hundred contribution points at one time when entering the library building, and he can only stay in it for one hour, if he wants to continue to read, he has to deduct the corresponding contribution points again.

A miscellaneous disciple has no special contributions, and after three years of accumulation, he can barely enter the library for an hour!

Who wants to spend so much on top of those miscellaneous books?

Therefore, there have always been very few people entering the library of Qinglian Gate, even the books in the library of the three sub-peaks are different, and the disciples in the door can read books freely in the library of the three sub-peaks, provided that you have enough contribution points.

There are as many as fifteen copies of "Streamer Long Days", each with more than 400,000 words, just to simply browse this book, I am afraid it is impossible in a few months!

Song Dahang was full of curiosity about this disciple in his heart.

He walked back to the table, took out a record account book of the contributions of the miscellaneous disciples of the original Dao Peak, and found Meng Yang's column, only to see that it read:

Meng Yang, on a certain day in a certain year, handed over a fifty-year-old dodder fruit in exchange for a contribution of 100 points.

Other than that, it's empty.

Song Dahang looked up and stayed on Meng Yang's face for a long time again, and then asked, "Meng Yang, how many days have you been in the door?"

Meng Yang bowed down and said, "Uncle Hui, it has been thirty-six days since the disciple started. ”

Song Dahang asked again with a pleasant face: "How is the cultivation of the Qinglian Three Articles?

Meng Yang's heart was slightly cold, and he hesitated for a moment before he said: "The disciple is stupid, and now he has barely cultivated to the first layer of the Bright Moon Realm!"

"Hiss————" Song Dahang gasped in his mouth, strange things, big strange things!

A miscellaneous disciple cultivated to the first level of the Bright Moon Realm in a month, but he knew how the miscellaneous disciple cultivated.

Without anyone's guidance, you can also receive five breath-inducing pills to help produce a sense of qi, to put it bluntly, you rely on your own groping and cultivation, in this case, this kid actually reached the first layer in a month?

Song Dahang's complexion changed one after another, and he said in his heart, is there anything wrong with me saying that the first layer?

After half a ring, Song Dahang said, "Give me your waist card." ”

Taking Meng Yang's waist card, Song Dahang pointed at the black handyman waist card with his right hand and counted the points in the void, Meng Yang clearly felt that at this moment, an aura flowed in an orderly manner in this room, but this process only lasted a few breaths!

"Okay, this time the spiritual objects you handed in can be exchanged for six thousand contribution points, you are good at cultivating, use them properly, don't waste them easily!" Song Dahang ordered lightly after returning the waist card to Meng Yang.

Meng Yang was overjoyed, he didn't expect that these two spiritual creatures would actually be exchanged for six thousand contributions, wouldn't that mean that when the time comes, won't he be able to exchange that ginseng for a bird here?

Once upon a time, I have imagined countless times how wonderful it would be if I could fly freely in the sky like an eagle, and now I have the experience of riding a meteor flying boat, and I have also had the experience of riding a golden eagle and a crane, when to get one of my own to try!

However, as soon as this thought was born in Meng Yang's heart, he ruthlessly extinguished it.

I don't know how many books I can read in the library building with these contribution points, but it's important to get down to business!

Meng Yang knew what his disciples needed to know, and knew that the ordinary thousand-year-old elixir could be exchanged for a contribution of up to 2,000 points in the merit room, and it seemed that his performance in aptitude had been loved by this master uncle, which would give him an additional 2,000 points of contribution.

He knew that a mere contribution of 2,000 points was nothing to mention for a genius inner disciple like Ximen Thirteen or Ye Han, but at present, his new miscellaneous disciple was so taken care of by this uncle, and he was grateful.

Two thousand points of contribution was enough for him to spend six hours in the library.

With his current reading speed and shocking memory, he knew how much he could do, but the drunkard had repeatedly taught him that until he had no strength or ability to repay the kindness of others, he should never put words like gratitude on his lips, but in his heart!

But at this moment, Meng Yang still bowed deeply to this uncle who had never met before, and then said goodbye and left the merit room.

There is a unique building to the west of the merit room, and that is where Meng Yang will go next———— practice room.

This is specially set up for the disciples in the sect to enter the realm by their own cultivation, and each room is forbidden to enter, once entered, except for cultivating as a strong person in the cold hunting realm, no one can see the real situation in the room!

The practice room also requires contribution points to enter, and is divided into three categories: beginner, intermediate, and advanced.

Each level of practice room has a different grade, and the cultivation requirements for accepting disciples are also different.

Disciples who are cultivating within the Bright Moon Realm can only enter the primary practice room, and they need to contribute five points every hour!

The intermediate practice room costs 30 o'clock an hour, and the advanced practice room needs 100 o'clock an hour, which is so scary!

Fortunately, Meng Yang just went in to test his spiritual power value, and he didn't think much about it, and after the management disciple used the waist card to mark the contribution points for an hour, Meng Yang was taken to the door of a junior practice room.

Meng Yang gently placed a jade slip in his hand on the door, and suddenly there was a great suction force from the door, and almost instantly, Meng Yang was brought into a space.

As soon as he entered the room, Meng Yang felt that the aura here was much more abundant than that of the medicine garden, and it seemed that this was indeed a good place to cultivate!

The furnishings of the primary practice room were very simple, a human-shaped puppet was erected in the room, and there was a small mirror made of boxy white jade next to the puppet, Meng Yang knew that it was something that showed the value of spiritual power.

Collect his mind, silently use his soul to slowly visualize the set of wind-breaking qi formulas in his mind, and when the vaporized moon beads in the sea of qi began to convey spiritual power to the palm of his hand, Meng Yang exhaled and opened his voice, and hammered the belly of the puppet with all his strength!

"Boom!!"

A loud bang came, and the puppet trembled violently for a while, but Meng Yang looked at the white jade mirror on the side in amazement!

Twenty-nine forty-six!

Meng Yang almost suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes, and after closing his fist, he smashed the puppet's chin again!

"Boom !!"

This time, Meng Yang noticed that the number on the white jade mirror flashed a few times, and finally froze on a number!

Ninety-thirty-seven!

Meng Yangwu, who didn't believe what he saw with his eyes at all, didn't give up, and began to attack all parts of the puppet with punches and punches, and although the numbers obtained on the white jade mirror were all different, they were all within twenty-nine.

It wasn't until Meng Yang felt that the spiritual power of the moon bead was exhausted and could not be sustained, that he stopped his attack, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to operate the Bright Moon Chapter Technique.

The aura in the practice room is so abundant, it took five points of contribution in exchange, and it can't be wasted!

I have to say that meditating and cultivating in this practice room, the recovery is four or five times faster than in the medicine garden, just about half a cup of tea, Meng Yang felt that the spiritual power in his body was full again, and the vaporized moon bead regained its crystal brilliance!

At this time, he stood up and looked at the number "two nine and one zero" on the white jade mirror, and was a little shocked, it seemed that something must be wrong!

He didn't think that what this ancestor had left behind had been destroyed and invalidated, the only possibility was that he himself had changed dramatically.

When his mind was turning, Meng Yang punched the belly of the puppet, but he saw that the number on the mirror changed again, and this time it showed "Nine-Six-Eight"!

What the!???

Meng Yang almost exclaimed!

You must know that this punch, he didn't have the slightest spiritual power to urge, and the punch made by his body was 968 catties!

Meng Yang remembered the spiritual power value of each cultivation level very carefully, and the maximum spiritual power value of the disciples of the third layer of the Bright Moon Realm was only eight hundred catties!

But now that his physical strength alone has exceeded more than a hundred catties, what does this mean? ?

Meng Yang's brows furrowed, and he suddenly thought of the reincarnation blood sea, and thought of the secret of the immortal realm that Dan Shen said that day.

Yes, the flying tongs are the first holy weapon in the fairy world, and the sea of blood in the reincarnation space is transformed by the essence blood of countless immortal powerhouses with boundless mana, and a little breath leaking out can instantly spawn those elixirs with extremely demanding growth requirements, and he has also jumped into the sea of blood and cultivated more than a dozen times, so the transformation of his body must be unimaginably huge for ordinary people!

Therefore, his physical strength will exceed the power of the third layer of the Bright Moon Realm, and the spiritual power value is close to the limit value of the seventh layer of the Bright Moon Realm!

Three thousand is the limit of the seventh layer.

Doesn't this mean that my current spiritual power is already at the peak of the seventh layer? Meng Yang suddenly woke up!

While this strange event brings infinite surprises, it also comes with deep worries.

If it is known, how do you interpret it?

Expose the secret of the flying tongs, and don't want to kill Meng Yang!

Then you can only continue to take the route of making a fortune in a muffled voice, bury yourself in practice, and nest in the medicine garden to accumulate your own strength to the extent that you can protect yourself!

At that time, with power, who would dare to say more and ask more?

Meng Yang has long recognized the fact that cultivation is considered to be humble in the cultivation realm!

Thinking of this, seeing that the time was approaching, Meng Yang kicked the puppet's thigh at random, and the value on the mirror was finally fixed at two hundred and thirty-eight, until Meng Yang left with the jade slip.

As soon as he got out of the gate of the Meiji Palace, Meng Yang ran all the way back to the No. 66 Medicine Garden of the Original Dao Peak!

It wasn't until he returned to the living room of the wooden house that Meng Yang's stirring heart gradually calmed down.

It's like a thief with a weak heart, this kind of psychology is really strange.

After some introspection, Meng Yang carefully checked whether there were any omissions in this trip to Meiji Peak, and found that there were basically none, so he was relieved.

He knew that if there was no spirit bird to lead, if he had to go from the Body Hall to the Transformation Hall with the strength of his feet alone, he would have to climb for at least a day without sleep, because there was no way up the mountain!

At this moment, he was extremely eager to have a fairy bird mount, but then he felt that instead of spending contributions to change mounts, it was better to upgrade his cultivation to the Qingtian realm as soon as possible?!!!!