The scene that had just happened in front of him completely confused Swenren, but in a moment, the strange monkey disappeared as if water had evaporated, leaving only Swinren with a surprised face.

Then Si Wenren stared at Qi Xiu, the head of Chu Qinmen, as if he wanted to see some flowers on his face, Qi Xiu suddenly felt something, turned his head and looked at this side, Si Wenren just met that wise gaze, looked at each other, and the atmosphere was slightly embarrassed.

Seeing that it was a young monk, Qi Xiu nodded his head in a friendly manner, and Swinren smiled in response, and then turned his head away and looked away.

Could it be that he was dazzled just now?

Swenren temporarily shook off the cranky thoughts in his heart, but his heart secretly kept an eye on the head of Chu Qin named Qi Xiu.

In this battle, one side was a monk from the Royal Beast Gate wearing animal fur and grass clothes, and the other side was a monk from Southern Chumen.

"Crackling" didn't take long for the Southern Trumen monk to be defeated.

Then, one of the Guanghui Pavilion monks in charge of the roll call next to the ring chanted:

"Royal Beast Gate, Zhao Youde wins!"

Seeing this, Swenren in the audience could only sigh in his heart:

The Royal Beast Gate is really domineering! And bring a spirit beast helper, isn't this cheating in the open?

It is worth mentioning that the Imperial Beast Gate has a digital god cultivator, which is a veritable ceiling force in this realm, and is on the same level as the Great Zhou Academy that manages this realm, and is at the top of the pyramid of this realm.

Of course, the Imperial Beast Gate near Baishan is only an enclave set up by the Imperial Beast Gate General Altar here, because the natural environment required to raise various spirit beasts is very different, so the Imperial Beast Gate has a large number of other enclaves in this realm, and the cultivation of the monks who manage each enclave varies according to the size of the enclave. Generally speaking, managing an enclave about the size of the Southern Trumen is just a Jindan stage monk, and then a spirit beast equivalent to a human Yuan Infant stage monk is assigned as a guard.

Due to the particularity of the Imperial Beast Gate, the monks in the door are often able to control the spirit beasts that are higher than their own cultivation. Because of this, if other monks want to go head-to-head with the monks in the Royal Beast Gate, then sorry, you have to be prepared to have more than one enemy, and those spirit beasts are of higher level and more difficult.

For thousands of years, many monks questioned this, but later those who refused to accept it all died, so everyone had no choice but to accept this unfair one-on-one confrontation.

As soon as Swen Ren finished complaining, he suddenly sensed something, and the foundation building guidance that he cared about very much came from the gathering place of the monks of the Royal Beast Gate.

Swenren hurriedly looked at it, and saw an old man in the Jindan period who was watching the battle, the old man's hair was white, and his body was covered with vicissitudes, looking like that, it seemed that time was running out.

It was the first time that Swenren had seen such an old Jindan monk, and then he asked Swentai for advice:

"Father, who is that white-haired senior?"

When Swentai saw it, he quickly pressed Swenren's finger down and whispered:

"Don't point out nonsense, that's the master of the sect who is responsible for managing the division of the Royal Beast Gate here, Wei Tong."

"However, isn't the master of the Royal Beast Gate here ......" After hearing this, Si Wenren hesitated for a moment, and then the picture turned to the gathering place of the Royal Beast Gate in another place, he pointed to one of the middle-aged people with extraordinary bearing, and continued: "Shouldn't it be this Jindan period monk surnamed Le?" ”

At this time, Swintai simply slapped Swinren's palm into a fist and said in a reproachful tone:

"It is said that you should stop pointing fingers, you must remember that the monks of the Royal Beast Gate, we cannot afford to offend one of the Shandu Sect. That's right, this Le surnamed Jin Dan is the new master sent by the head altar of the Royal Beast Gate several years ago. ”

"Huh? The previous master hasn't retired yet, and the next owner has come? ”

"This ...... It's not clear to be a father. ”

"And in the same beast gate, why do they gather in two separate places? Are these two masters incompatible? ”

"This ...... It's hard to say for a father. ”

"And that senior surnamed Wei looks very bad, shouldn't he be about to die?"

"Be careful!"

......

Swenren couldn't get a few useful words of information from his father, so he turned his head to look at the head of Jin Dan, and then got up and said respectfully:

"Ancestor of the head of the sect, the disciple is puzzled."

Swen looked at Swen Ren kindly, and said softly: "Ren'er, if you have any questions, just ask." ”

Swinren made a good wording in his heart, smiled and said respectfully:

"Ancestor in charge, the disciple has admired the senior Wei of the Imperial Beast Gate for a long time, and he is going to wait to visit his old man's house, and he wants to know what things that senior likes, so the disciple can prepare some gifts and bring them with him."

"Hahaha!" Swenguang immediately laughed, and then praised: "Ren'er has a heart. ”

Then Sven Guangyun Gong took out a spirit grass box from the storage bag, handed it to Swenren, and said with a smile:

"This box contains a second-order top-grade spirit grass, 'Sweet Elephant Alfalfa', his companion beast especially likes this spirit grass, and it is suitable to send it as a gift."

"Thank you to the head ancestor, the disciple is overjoyed."

Swen Ren was overjoyed for a moment, he didn't expect that he would still have a second-order top-grade spirit grass, and the highest-grade spirit grass in his storage bag was only a second-order mid-grade spirit grass.

He took the box and opened it cautiously, only to feel a sweet fragrance hit him, and there were several spirit grasses with white flowers all over the turquoise body.

"Then the disciple is going to visit Senior Wei."

"Go on, go on, pay attention to be more respectful to the seniors of the Royal Beast Gate."

"Disciple saved."

Swinren put away the box, said goodbye to his head and father, and left the place.

I hadn't taken a few steps before a thought lingered in my mind:

There are so many spirit grasses in this box, I can't take a few too much, presumably that senior shouldn't mind.

As soon as he thought of it, he turned into a no-man's corner, took out the spirit grass box, took out another small box from the storage bag, and then put two sweet elephant alfalfa plants into the small box.

After doing all this, Swinren himself silently reflected:

Swinren, Swinren, what the hell are you doing? Monks should face their hearts, otherwise they will not be able to understand their thoughts, and they may cause trouble.

As the so-called cultivation must be violent, always keep the original intention, so as not to fall into the clouds.

……

Therefore, Swinren immediately made a decision in his heart:

Let's give this small box to Senior Wei.

Even if Senior Wei minded, his spirit beast shouldn't mind. As for the big box given by the head ancestor, he kept it for himself to help other colleagues in the future. Only in this way can the maximum value of this box of spirit grass be brought into play.

Well, there are not many monks with a conscience like me among the monks of the White Mountain.

Satisfied, Swinren took the small box and went to the gathering place of the monks of the Royal Beast Gate.

The periphery of this place has been crowded by people, and Swenren frowned when he saw this, and couldn't help but complain in his heart:

What are you squeezing? You don't talk about the monk's demeanor at all, do you?

Then, Svenren really showed his monk's demeanor: he jerked his mana through the crowd and squeezed in.

This time it can stab the hornet's nest, and no one around the monks is squeezed hard by mana, and for a while, they gathered up the exercises, squeezing in like cats and tigers, and the scene became chaotic after a while, and the scolding continued:

"Which bastard stepped on my foot?"

"Rude to the extreme, I'm ashamed to be with you!"

"I'm going to fuck you!"

"What a guts! What is the identity of this seat? Junior, what is your identity? ”

"Do you dare to go to the ring to compare?"

"I'm afraid of you, this piece of waste?"

......

Soon, even the two monks who were fighting in the ring noticed the quarrel, and the audience in other areas of the audience also looked at it with curiosity, and some of the good deeds whistled and applauded and shouted.

Of course, it also attracted several teams of law enforcement monks from Heihefang, and the law enforcement monks all had black faces, and took away the troublemakers one by one, and the scene was slightly restored to order.

The initiator, Swenren, finally approached the monk of the Imperial Beast Gate, and the first one was a white-faced monk dressed in a lake-blue robe, exuding the aura of cultivation in the later stage of foundation building.

Seeing this, Swenren immediately smiled, but said without humility or arrogance:

"Hello senior! I'm here to visit your predecessor Wei. ”

When the white-faced monk heard this, the gaze of his small eyes kept spinning on Swinren, and he said slowly:

"Since you want to see my master, have you prepared a gift for my master?"

It turned out that this was the apprentice of Wei's senior, but what did he mean by this sentence?

Seeing that Swenren was stunned in place, the white-faced monk's expression instantly turned cold, and he said unceremoniously: "It's not like any cat or dog can go to see my master empty-handed. ”

Only then did Swenren react to the deep meaning of the white-faced monk's words, and then took out more than a dozen second-order spirit stones and handed them to the white-faced monk, and said with a smile: "The first time I meet my seniors, a little respect, please smile at my seniors."

"Boy! What do you think of the old man? ”

Who Cheng thought that the white-faced monk did not reach out to take it, but looked at the spirit stone in his hand with a disgusted gaze.

Si Wenren looked at his eyes, and then looked at the fingers he was rubbing, and immediately understood that he thought he had given too little, so he had to take out another third-order spirit stone with a smile and said:

"The juniors also have this third-order spirit stone, and they will also be given to the seniors."

The white-faced monk really happily put these spirit stones into his own storage bag, and then his attitude immediately changed, and he said to Si Wenren kindly: "The virtuous nephew is a talent, but it's a pity that the old man doesn't have a granddaughter of the right age, so he may not marry her to you." Then he said: "At a young age, you have already cultivated to the perfection of Qi refining, which is really terrifying!" My master respects his old man's house over there, so you can go directly. ”

Svenren thanked him in his mouth, but in his heart he had already scolded this white-faced monk eighteen thousand times, he really didn't expect that such an insatiable and shameless scum would exist in such a super force as the Royal Beast Gate.

Later, Swenren met some Imperial Beast Gate monks one after another, but none of these monks asked him for spirit stones, they just glanced at him lightly and passed by.

After several twists and turns, Swenren finally met Wei Tong himself, and as soon as he came into contact, he felt the incomparably clear guidance for building the foundation, and now he could finally be sure that his foundation building opportunity was on this Jindan monk.

Wei Tong didn't know this young monk, so he said suspiciously: "Little guy, are you?" ”

Swinren bowed deeply to him on the spot, and when he got up, he replied respectfully:

"See the seniors! The younger generation comes from the Shandumen of the White Mountain Realm, and the younger generation has heard the legend of the predecessor since childhood, and admires the predecessor very much, so he came to visit. ”

What Swenren didn't notice was that when he said the words "Shandumen", Wei Tong's eyes suddenly revealed a touch of weirdness, and it disappeared in a flash.

Immediately afterwards, Swinren offered a small box and said:

"This is the sweet elephant alfalfa that the younger generation has worked hard to plant, although the number is small, but the younger generation almost died for it, it condenses the blood and tears of the younger generation, it also represents a piece of the heart of the younger generation, please smile at the seniors."

"The little guy really has a heart, go and sit down next to it."

Wei Tong sucked the small box into his palm, opened it and looked at it.

Swinren, who was sitting on the stool next to him, still had a respectful expression, but his heart had actually turned upside down, because he had done an extremely dangerous thing:

He smeared his own blood on the two sweet elephant alfalfa plants he gave to Wei Tong.

As for why Swinren did this? This involves a privacy for Swinjen. Due to the particularity of his own life, Swenren has been using his own blood to confirm it in the process of long-term practice, and over time, he has developed a strange connection with his own blood.

By chance, he could suddenly feel the location of his cave mansion thousands of miles away, and later found out that it was because the cave mansion was stained with blood stains left by his previous cultivation.

His foundation building guidance came from Wei Tong, but he didn't feel any attraction in the items on his body, so his foundation building opportunity must be in his storage bag.

It was precisely because of this that he had this risky behavior, and he knew that not to mention that he was a Qi Refining Stage cultivator, even if he was also the head of his own family ancestor in the Jindan Period, he would never be able to take away any of the items in Wei Tong's storage bag now. But when it comes to the opportunity to build a foundation, I must not give up easily. Fortunately, this Wei Jindan is about to sit down, and his storage bag will always be passed on to his descendants, so he needs to stain this storage bag with his own blood breath in advance, so as to facilitate the search in the future.

He also knew that it was unrealistic for him to secretly stain his storage bag with his own blood breath, no matter how secretive a Qi Refining Stage cultivator was, under this huge gap across the two great realms, everything he did was destined to be discovered, so he just talked about words like going through a lot of hardships and dying.

So what would this old Jin Dan do after sensing the blood on the spirit grass?

Or do you decide that you have offended him, and then slap yourself into oblivion with a slap in anger?

Or do you feel that it is really not easy for you to get this spirit grass, and you are happy to take out the treasure from the storage bag and reward it to yourself?

Gradually, the back side of his underwear was wet with a little star, and only a tenth of the incense had passed for a short time, but he felt that the time was as long as several years had passed.

Finally, Wei Tongmian closed the box without fluctuation, then put the small box in his hand to play with it, and commented:

"This spirit grass is good, the little guy has worked hard."

"Hoo ......"

Swinren breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.

Now he was getting excited again, and he was waiting, waiting for Wei Tong to open his storage bag.

It stands to reason that as soon as Wei Jindan opens his storage bag at this time, he can immediately feel the specific understanding, and he only needs to wait now, he must first confirm what is guiding him, and then slowly figure it out after he is sure.

After some time, Swinren thought to himself anxiously:

Why didn't this senior Wei put this small box containing the spirit grass into the storage bag?

Wei Tong looked at the young monk of Shandumen in front of him and still didn't leave after giving the gift, and asked strangely:

"What's the matter with the little one?"

What do you mean? After collecting my spirit grass, you turned your face and didn't recognize people? Are you going to drive me away? Nor is it indicated.

This was very different from the scene Swinren had expected, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he thought viciously:

Since you don't open the storage bag yourself, then I'll force you to open it!

So Swinren said innocently, "That...... The spirit grass of the younger generation has been sent, but the spirit grass box of the younger generation is still in the hands of the seniors. In the end, his voice was as thin as a mosquito's voice, "This spirit grass box is the beloved woman of the younger generation, can it be returned to the younger generation." ”

Wei Tong was speechless for a long time after hearing this, and then said in a deep voice:

"Could it be that you are entertaining the old man?"

Swenren secretly said "not good", and then felt that his whole body was as heavy as lead, and his neck seemed to be stuck by something, so he could only say intermittently:

"Before, senior, forgiveness, sin! Late, generation, so, words, sentences, sentences, true. ”

"Well, the old man will believe you once."

Svenren suddenly loosened his whole body, and then he sat down on the ground and coughed violently, "Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Then, Wei Tong threw the small box in front of Si Wenren, perhaps feeling that it was indeed a little indecent to put the spirit grass in his hand, and then, he ran the exercises, opened his storage bag, and threw the spirit grass into it.

This process, Si Wenren, who was sitting on the ground, naturally could not miss it, he was concentrating on meditation, but unfortunately, until the end, he could not sense the slightest feedback in Wei Tong's storage bag.

Swenren subconsciously rebounded from the ground, and his heart fluctuated for a while:

The opportunity to build the foundation was not even in Wei Tong's storage bag, so why did the foundation building guidance come from him?

......

precisely

There is nowhere to find it when you step on the iron shoes!