Section 9 Ding Xinpai

"I said, as a cultivator, can't you fly me over?

"Fly, hehe, let me tell you, the entire Qingqiu people who can fly can be counted on one hand!" Hua Yu snorted coldly, "If you want to fly, you and I will never have that chance in our lives." ”

"Is it so difficult to fly?" Bai Heng asked in confusion, in his impression, flying in the sky in various novels is just a beginner's trick, and there is no difficulty at all.

The peach-eyed man shook his head with a smile: "There are not 100,000 cultivators in Qingqiu Country, but there are 90,000, but there are so few flying in the sky. You say it's not difficult, but it requires a cultivation realm that we can't reach in our lifetime. ”

There is indeed the existence of nine-tailed demon foxes in Qingqiu Country, but the number is extremely rare, and they live in the deep mountains and old forests, and ordinary people rarely see them once in their lives.

Therefore, on the way south, there was not the slightest danger.

A hundred miles away there are rolling low hills. Traditionally, all sects have preferred to build their sect's stations against the mountains. Its terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the rivers and mountains are all places where spiritual energy is concentrated, which has unique benefits for disciples to absorb the essence of heaven and earth.

The Dingxin faction in the mouth of the peach-eyed man is built next to the mountain.

It's a little different from what I imagined. The Dingxin faction only occupies one of the peaks, and the scope of its sect is roughly estimated to be only more than 10,000 square meters, just a mountaintop.

It was this building that made Bai Heng feel a scholarly and ancient style.

The gray tiles, the white walls that look a little old, and the distinctive fragrance wafts out from the mountains and forests behind.

"This is our Dingxin faction, and then you will learn the most profound immortal method here, cheer. ”

"The long march of a thousand miles begins with a single step, if you can learn the immortal method from the beginning, what if you can still do it?" Bai Heng sneered, followed behind Hua Yu, and strode into the mountain gate.

Ding Xin is not a refiner to cast Ding, according to Hua Yu, it is the cultivation spell of the Eight Classics of Zheng'er, and he has become an immortal.

"This is my room, you stay here for the time being, don't go out. After all, there are magic circles and mystical prohibitions everywhere, and once you step into it, your life is not guaranteed!" Hua Yu explained a few words, and left in a hurry.

It seems that because Bai Heng is a disciple who was absorbed by him, he must report to the head of the sect to obtain his consent and approval. Of course, Hua Yu himself didn't have such great ability and face, so he went to his master instead. He had already told the master the day before that he had taken a fancy to Bai Heng, and with the master out of the house, all this could naturally be done easily.

Let's say that they were dealing with the issue of Bai Heng's new disciple status, and he didn't come back for a while. At first, Bai Heng was quite honest, but after ten minutes, he couldn't sit still and began to walk back and forth in the featureless room.

The only thing that could make Bai Heng a little interested was the small bookshelf in the room.

"Although other people's things can't be moved, and this peach blossom eye won't let me go out, then it's no problem for me to take a few of his books and read them. I wonder what other martial arts cheats are left here. Before the summer vacation, the psychological struggle was only three seconds, and Bai Heng decisively stretched out his thief hand to the bookshelf.

In case Hua Yu suddenly opened the door and came in, Bai Heng was also ready for a reason.

He picked up a book and turned the page, his face changing.

"Damn, it's not a traditional character!" Bai Heng took a cursory look, but fortunately, most of the words could be understood, and if it was to tell a story or something, he could generally understand the gist of it.

The text used in the book is common to the mainland. It should be said that since the birth of the Six Realms of the Barbarian Wilderness, the same script has been used everywhere. If you look into it carefully, it should be said that it is an ancient traditional Chinese character, and the "seal script" that was commonly used 2,500 years ago!

In front of him was a history book of Qingqiu Kingdom, and Bai Heng threw it on the table without interest.

Even if he was aimless, in the bottom of his heart, he still hoped that he could find a cultivation secret book. After all, in any sect, according to the different cultivation realms and statuses, there are also levels of sect secrets that can be accessed.

For example, the kind of secret-level treasure at the bottom of the box must only be known by the head of the house.

His luck was not bad, Hua Yu did have two cultivation books on his bookshelf.

At this time, what Bai Heng found was not the introductory one, but another slightly more advanced exercise.

"How could there be such a strange name? ”

"Squeak-" Just when Bai Heng was puzzled, Hua Yu happened to push the door in.

"Are you reading?"

"Uh-yes, yes, yes, I'm bored after staying for a long time, so I want to find two books to read. Bai Heng hurriedly turned around, his hands crossed behind his back, and he had an embarrassed expression of being caught peeking at the bathroom.

Hua Yu glanced at the title of the book spread out on the table, and a wry smile of self-reproach appeared on her calm face: "Brother Bai, don't be nervous. My bookshelves are full of vulgar things, and if I can relieve Brother Bai's boredom during my absence, it will be worth it. ”

"Thank you very much. When he said this, Bai Heng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The peach-eyed man really didn't seem to be going to pursue the problem of flipping through the bookshelf casually.

"My identity ......"

Lily deliberately changed the subject.

"By the way, I'm here to inform you about this. The boss has already given permission, and in a few days the identity token belonging to you will be sent, and you will be able to enter and exit most places in the mountain gate freely. I'll show you the room first, come with me. ”

Unlike Hua Yu, Bai Heng was taken to a place similar to a school dormitory building. After going up to the second floor, he walked for more than twenty meters in a row to belong to Bai Heng's room.

When I opened the door, I was greeted with all the necessary daily necessities. Hua Yu glanced around, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong, she said, "In the next few years, this will be your room alone, Brother Bai, how is it, are you satisfied?"

Bai Heng frowned and stretched out again. "I'm quite satisfied. ”

"What, Brother Bai, oh, no, it should be Senior Brother Bai. Hua Yu smiled, "Is there anything wrong with the junior brother?"

"When I join the Dingxin faction, I am equivalent to a transfer student, when will the basic knowledge be handed over to me?"

"Transfer student?"

"It means to join halfway. ”

"I see, taught. You can rest assured that you are a junior disciple, although you are still an outer disciple. However, with your talent, you will definitely be able to pass the entrance test soon and become an inner disciple like Senior Brother and me. ”

"Outer disciples, inner disciples?"

Bai Heng has two big heads, and in front of him is a brand new world, and everything is unfamiliar. These words are like heavenly books to him. "Can't you be clearer?"