Inside the pavilion, Lu Qing slowly opened the wooden box.

In the wooden box, there are pendants of wooden products.

He picked it up and looked at it, only to think that the wood was special, a little heavier than he had imagined.

And there is a faint fragrance spreading, which makes people calm and concentrate.

"Huh, a magic weapon that hides the breath?" Situ desire's eyes lit up.

She used her divine sense to probe it, and couldn't help but sigh in amazement: "Okay, even I can't feel the sword intent on his body." ”

Obviously, this magic weapon was tailor-made by Gu Yinyu for Lu Qing.

"Refined last night?" Situ wanted to ask.

Gu Yinyu bowed slightly.

"This magic weapon looks ordinary, just like an ordinary pendant, but the grade is definitely not low, and it has been practiced all night, right?" She laughed.

The cold woman did not respond this time.

As soon as Lu Qing heard that it was a high-level magic weapon, he immediately couldn't put it down.

It is worthy of being produced by the refining master, it can not only hide part of Lu Qing's strength, but at the same time, it can also ...... Hide yourself so that people can't see that it's a magic weapon.

It's this shape, it feels weird.

Lu Qing put it in front of him, and always felt that this thing was a bit like a ...... Small scabbard?

Yes, this wooden pendant, with an opening at the top, is empty, and it really looks like a scabbard.

"Master Xie!" He stood up, and then gracefully hung the pendant on his belt.

Gu Yinyu looked at him and nodded with satisfaction.

A good horse should be well saddled, and a good sword should be sheathed.

……

……

In the afternoon, Lu Qing went out on the street alone.

Yes, he was going to walk slowly to Qinglong Street.

After he was released from prison, he hadn't visited the imperial capital of Anguo yet.

However, with its own 111 bus, it is estimated that it will not be able to finish shopping in a month.

The imperial capital is too big, it's too big.

As he crossed a street, he couldn't help but stop.

"Why is this place so deserted, but these buildings are quite elegant."

After taking a closer look, he was the first to see the signboard of the Red Sleeve Building, probably guessed what place it was, and then silently wrote it down in his heart.

Speaking of which, after the past few days of cultivating common sense, he knew one thing.

"When the physical cultivation is in the first realm of quenching the physical realm, it is necessary to protect the Yuan Yang from loss."

"If you lose Yuanyang, the path of cultivation will become much more difficult, and the entry will be very slow."

"It can be seen that I am still a virgin." He looked at the signboard of the Red Sleeve Building and showed a reserved smile.

As soon as he thought of this, he only felt that physical cultivation was too easy to target.

No matter how good the physical cultivation seedlings are, as long as they give people something in the first realm, their future will be bleak immediately.

"I now understand why everyone is so enthusiastic and energetic."

Speaking of which, he still has a puzzle: "If you guide it yourself, will it be considered a loss of Yuanyang?" ”

The house where Lu Qing lives now is not far or close to Qinglong Street.

He walked slowly for half an hour before arriving at Qinglong Street.

And the entire Qinglong Street is actually the territory of the Daomeng.

This location, ordinary people do not have a pass token, it is forbidden to enter.

The people in charge of the guard were all wearing the uniform costumes of the Dao League, and the clothes were black and white, looking at ...... It's not very pretty.

Lu Qing glanced at these people and chose the person to talk to.

Eventually, he set his sights on a big-muscled bully.

He is not tall, it is estimated that he is not even 1.7 meters, but his body looks very wide, and his muscles bulge his clothes, and he always feels that when he is fighting, he will burst his clothes if he is not careful.

"Physical cultivation." Lu Qing came up with the answer in his heart.

"Excuse me, if I want to join the Dao Alliance, I need to ......" He approached the big muscle bully, and he was only halfway through his words when he interrupted him.

"Monk!" At this age, he didn't look very old, and he was surprised at Lu Qing.

"Uh, yes." Lu Qing nodded, just now he deliberately urged the true yuan in his body, so that the other party would know that he was also a monk, so as not to treat him as an ordinary person.

This body cultivator was much more enthusiastic in an instant, or rather, a little too enthusiastic.

Of course, there is a reason for his enthusiasm.

Come on, there are so many monks standing here.

But he just found me!

And I, this toned body, this strong physique, and this full of blood, at first glance I am a standard physique macho man.

Obviously, the monk in front of him with a handsome face, extraordinary temperament, and suspected status is not low, unlike ordinary monks, who looks down on our physical cultivation!

What's wrong with our body refining, is our body refining inferior?

Don't forget, during the quenching period, we are the father of all of you!

One hits several of you!

Lu Qing naturally didn't know that the big muscle bully in front of him was because he was good-looking and his temperament was not bad, so he had so many associations at once.

But it's always a good thing for the other party to be warm.

This little arm, which is about the same thickness as Lu Qing's thighs, said while leading the way: "This little brother, you come with me." ”

"As long as you are a monk of Anguo, you can put your name in my Dao League."

"The five alliance leaders are all eager to be talented, and all of them are ......." He began to baba, talking non-stop, Lu Qing suspected that he had memorized this passage, and he was skilled like a doorman who introduced the corporate culture.

Lu Qing followed him like this, went to a total of three places, and then in a daze, he had an extra token of the Dao League, as well as a set of free Dao League uniform clothing.

He glanced at the token, and the word Daomeng was written on the front of the token, and the word "Dingxia" was written on the back.

This means that his current status level in the alliance is Ding and other than in the four levels of A, B, C, and D.

And it's also the inferior of the Ding class.

"Little brother, don't mind, you are a monk in the Quenching Body Realm, and you are a casual cultivator, when you first joined the Dao Alliance, you all started from [Ding Xia]."

"Like me, I've been coming to the Dao Alliance for a year, and I've done some tasks in the door, and now I'm [Dingzhong]."

The corners of Lu Qing's mouth twitched slightly, feeling that "the person under Ding" was a little weird.

Of course, after a wave of hard work, even if you are promoted to a "person on Ding", it doesn't seem to be much better.

After taking Lu Qing to successfully register his name in the Dao League, this physical cultivator also said enthusiastically: "By the way, little brother, I haven't asked you what kind of monk you are?" ”

"My Dao Alliance is divided by the Academy, for example, if I cultivate this kind of body, I will be classified into the Academy, and if I cultivate the sword, I will be classified into the Academy of Learning."

"You tell me, I'll take you to report it."

After he finished speaking, he also glanced at Lu Qing.

Since the storage artifact is a luxury among luxury goods, he doesn't think that a mere casual cultivation in the quenching realm can have a storage artifact.

Now, seeing that he doesn't have a sword, no sword, and no natal weapon for the time being, he doesn't feel like those mainstream monks, but more like those less popular talisman cultivators.

Lu Qing actually didn't know if he was majoring in kendo or major in cultivation.

But judging from his current situation, he felt: "If Master doesn't refine my natal sword for a day, I won't be able to complete sword cultivation for a day!" ”

His understanding is also correct.

How can there be a sword cultivator without a sword in the world?

Even if you are so poor that you don't have a natal sword, then you have to get a mortal sword, right?

But Lu Qing has her own insistence, it is impossible to buy a mortal sword to buy a mortal sword, so she can only go to the master every day to brush her sense of existence, implying that she is really short of a sword.

Therefore, he casually said, "I am a body cultivator. ”

"Well, physical cultivation, then I'll take you to ....... something!?" The big muscle bully turned around violently, his eyes staring at Lu Qing's "small body" with a look of disbelief.

What are you kidding, you have a small body like a thin dog, and you don't even have a big toned muscle.

That's it, that's it?

There is no such unsightly physique as yours in the world!