Two days ago, the number of spirit stones seen in Xiaolan's secret ledger made Chen De clearly realize that the Spirit Plantation Garden located on Dianyin Mountain, under the shade of the space magic array, was the secret, stable, and incomparably reliable money village between him and Debao Zhai.

Therefore, Chen De re-weighed the importance of Dianyinshan and raised its importance to the strategic level.

Chen De was thinking about it, the sound transmission array in his room, the spiritual light flickered, the light flowed, and from within it, the voice of Mona Sect that had always been unfazed came out: "Chen Deke, come to me quickly!"

It's been a long time since I've heard this familiar voice, Chen De felt quite cordial, and hurriedly responded: "Mona teaches well, Chen De is here, I'll come over immediately." ”

After speaking, Chen De immediately went out.

In the cave where Mona taught, there was a rare hint of satisfaction in the elder's usual emotion-less voice:

"Chen De, when I called you here this time, I still want to check your cultivation and enter the realm, and it is rare that you have reached the seventh level of cultivation in the past few months. ”

It's a matter of cultivation again!

Chen De was stunned, but he didn't dare to squeak, and listened honestly.

"Don't bother, why are you always called by me to inspect your cultivation. The sect is responsible for its disciples, especially if you are a first-class disciple. ”

Mona's usual calm and cold tone was quickly restored.

Chen De replied respectfully, "The disciple doesn't dare. ”

"Do you know how many of the same batch of first-grade disciples as you have broken through to the Tuohai Realm?" asked Mona Sect Learning.

"The disciple has just returned from the Qixia Sect, and he hasn't understood it yet. Chen De replied.

Indeed, as soon as Chen De returned to the sect, in addition to cultivation, he had all kinds of things to deal with. Therefore, they did not take the initiative to inquire about this information at all.

And the people around Chen De, now everyone is in a good mood, and for Chen De, no one likes "which pot is not opened and which pot is not mentioned", so no one talks about the topic of cultivation level.

"Among your group of disciples, twelve of them have advanced to the Tuohai Realm, and one of them is a second-level disciple. Let you know this is to let you understand that you are slow to enter the realm, and you need to cultivate diligently!"

Mona said solemnly.

"Yes, disciple understands!" replied Chen De, sincerely.

Although Chen De was often reprimanded for his slow improvement in cultivation, he had no complaints in his heart.

Because, in Chen De's view, if in a sect, the teachers and elders ignore the cultivation of the younger disciples, then the prospects for the monks in such a sect are not good.

When Chen De returned from the cave where Mona taught, he was actually in a relaxed mood.

After he returned from the Qixia Sect, when he was cultivating, sometimes he meditated and refined the Juzhen Pill, sometimes he drank Moxia Qianjiu to assist in cultivating the Pure Demon Teng Dragon Technique, and sometimes he drank the drunken Qiankun Spirit Wine to nourish the divine soul.

Chen De's cultivation methods are slightly more abundant than before, especially in terms of tonifying the divine soul.

Therefore, while the aura in Chen De's body was growing magnificently, the spiritual power of the divine soul was also gradually increasing.

In addition, after Chen De returned to the sect, he learned that so many good things had happened, and he was in a happy mood, and if he had divine help when cultivating, even if he wanted to break through the acupoints, the aura required was five or six times that of others, but he still let him break away and expand, more than three hundred and thirty-six acupoints.

After expanding the new acupoints, Chen De filled the refined pure and condensed aura with these new mystical spaces in his body, and steadily stepped into the seventh layer of cultivation.

This is definitely one of the good things that Chen De has encountered recently.

At dinner time on this day, a group of young people talked about the things that young people are most interested in, that is, the relationship between men and women.

"That Heavenly Sword Palace's cold face cultivator, Zuo Lengqiu, it's so strange, I think he came to Debao Zhai very diligently, but he didn't have anything to help. I don't know why?"

"Don't you know this, he has his goals!" Sister Zhang Zhiyu was obviously more sophisticated, and she saw some clues.

"What goal?" Zhang Zhiliang asked with some nonchalant.

"Yes, sister, what is his goal?" Zhang Zhihua immediately echoed.

"Oh, didn't you all see it? every time he came, it must be when Fang Yuying, who was looking after the display case, was there. When Zhang Zhiyu said this, there was an inexplicable smile on his face.

"Oh, it turns out that Sister Fang means that he is interested in Senior Sister Yuying!" Zhang Zhihua said with a smile on his face, "I understand".

"Hmm, one cold, one smiling, haha! Zhang Zhiliang laughed a little heartlessly.

The topic of a group of young people turned to a topic that was not a good match between the two, and then extended infinitely.

There are three girls on the dining table: Xiaolan, Zhang Zhiyu, and Zhang Zhihua, as the saying goes, three women in one play, three girls, at least half a play.

Uncle Zhang had already eaten well and left the table, so they chattered non-stop.

Chen De, Zhang Zhidong, and Zhang Zhiliang couldn't interject.

However, in this small talk, Chen De did not pay attention to the emotional entanglement between the two.

Chen De remembered the heavy melancholy that Zuo Lengqiu showed on the night he had just returned to the sect, which was incompatible with the joyful atmosphere among everyone.

Chen De keenly felt that this was not his usual normal coldness, but a manifestation of inner worry.

Chen De has a very good impression of Zuo Lengqiu, and knows that although he is cold-faced, he is fair, righteous, and generous.

I thought to myself: If such a person is in trouble, you should help him.

To help a person, it is better to be a charcoal in the snow, rather than icing on the cake.

Chen De made up his mind and decided to invite Zuo Lengqiu to come over.

"Chen De, why did you call me over?" Zuo Lengqiu's usual words were concise and to the point.

"Brother Zuo, please come over because I want to ask you something. Chen De was a little unhurried.

"What's the matter, tell me quickly. ”

"I see that Brother Zuo is depressed, there must be something big in his heart, you say it, see if I can help you. Chen De looked directly at Zuo Lengqiu and said.

Zuo Lengqiu's cold face, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he said in surprise: "Chen De, how do you know?"

When Chen De heard this, he said in his heart: There really is!

"Brother Zuo, as for how I found out, it doesn't matter, what matters is what you are facing, and whether I can help you!"

Chen De naturally didn't explain it, because he was more and more sensitive to negative spiritual fluctuations after cultivating a thousand thoughts and ten thousand senses.

Zuo Lengqiu didn't like to be verbose, so he told what happened.

He has always been a man of few words, and his words are concise, but the stakes are very high and they are closely related to him.

Therefore, Zuo Lengqiu rarely told this matter very carefully.

Chen De quickly understood the ins and outs of the matter.

It happened many months ago, when he hadn't traveled to Qixia Sect.

The cause of the incident originated from a Fang market in Biluo Mountain that Zuo Lengqiu attended.

Biluo Mountain is also a Xiuzhen sect, and its mountain gate is located on Biluo Mountain.

At the foot of Biluo Mountain, there is a town, and every three months, the entire sect of Biluo Mountain will be in this town to sell the cultivation resources used in the sect for exchange. Each phase of Biluo Shanfang City lasts for 10 days.

And other sect monks also took advantage of this opportunity to come and sell their belongings. Over time, it has formed a rather lively, rich in repairing objects for sale, and a well-known repairing workshop market.

Most of the people attracted by the Fang Market were monks from the sects around Biluo Mountain.

The sphere of influence controlled by the Tiantai Sect borders Biluo Mountain.

Therefore, the monks of the Tiantai Sect are also frequent visitors to this Biluo Shanfang City.

On that day, the same group of friends from the Heavenly Sword Palace who entered the sect, Jin Zhenxi, invited Zuo Lengqiu to go to Biluo Shanfang City together.

In the market, Zuo Lengqiu saw an unsheathed long sword at a stall set up by a loose cultivator.

The shape of this long sword is simple, and its length, width, thickness and other dimensions are all different from the sword weapons of the cultivation realm of the Eastern Xuan Continent.

The body of the sword is gray and misty, with a slight mottled feeling, and the whole sword does not give people a sense of sharpness.

As a result, the sword did not receive much attention.

When Zuo Lengqiu saw this sword for the first time, he also ignored it.

And Jin Zhenxi, although he looks rough, he is very good at bargaining when shopping, and when he was bargaining with the stall owner about a spiritual talent there, Zuo Lengqiu looked at the sword twice.

Because of these two eyes, his sword cultivation intuition was touched at this moment!

Zuo Lengqiu suddenly felt that under its gray and inconspicuous appearance, there seemed to be a trace of unruliness in this sword weapon.

If you just sweep it with your eyes, you won't feel anything special. It was only when Zuo Lengqiu stared at it quietly that he caught that faint feeling.

This immediately aroused his great interest.

Zuo Lengqiu asked about the origin of this sword.

And Zuo Lengqiu's usual cold face made the stall owner not see that he was already interested in this sword, so he replied quite casually and naturally:

This is when he traveled in the wasteland, and with a few companions, he came to a very desolate and majestic place, and although it was wide and open, it was a dead silence, and the sky was strangely gray all the time, as if it was covered by evil energy, and the sun and the moon were unknown.

From time to time, they found the remains of magic weapons, magic weapons, and magic weapons that had been weathered by time.

The place was extremely uncomfortable for them, and several monks tried to get out of it as soon as possible.

And he was on the way, and when he saw this sword, it was stuck in a mottled rock, and he took it down, and when he saw that the sword was still complete, he hurriedly threw it into the storage bag.

And when he went back, when he took out this sword weapon and looked at it carefully, he found that it did not respond to the input aura, and it was not very sharp, so he threw it aside.

This time, when he came to catch up with this market in Biluo Mountain, he took it out and sold it by the way.

Because this sword weapon is not good-looking, and it does not respond to the input aura, the monks in the market are not interested in it.