Chen Meng woke up groggily, subconsciously turned over, sat up from the bed, opened his eyes and wiped his sweat. I found myself lying on a bed covered with a plain white cloth and a plain curtain. My chest was covered with white gauze, and I felt pain all over my body when I moved.

"Childe, are you awake?"

There was a maid standing next to the bed, and when she saw Chen Meng waking up, she hurriedly went out to greet her.

"Tell the master, Chen Gongzi is awake!"

"Where am I?" Chen Meng was a little dazed.

"Autumn Water Inn." A middle-aged man pushed open the door and looked at Chen Meng kindly.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life." Chen Meng turned over and was about to salute.

"It doesn't matter. Don't move. A gentle wind lifted Chen Meng and gently put him on the bed. I also have to thank Chen Gongzi for saving the little girl's life. ”

"Who are you?"

"In the lower Ling Yue Immortal Sect Sect Master Xue Song." The middle-aged man found a chair and sat next to Chen Meng.

"I've seen my seniors." Chen Meng felt a heart-piercing pain in his chest. "Senior, my ...... hurt"

"Out of the way. Just rest for a few days. Count your fortune big, it didn't hurt the inside. ”

"Senior, what about Xue Man?"

"Man'er asked me to find someone to escort me back to the sect. You can rest assured. ”

"In that case," Chen Meng took out the token from the ring when he took over the task, "Thirty spirit stones, eh, can the seniors redeem it?" ”

Xue Song smiled and took the token. "Chen Gongzi is so short of these thirty spirit stones?"

"No." Chen Meng spat out a word.

"You can take care of your injuries. A piece of spirit stone will not be missing you. After a while, I'll have something to ask Childe. ”

Xue Song is gone. Chen Meng lay in bed for a whole week before he could walk on the ground.

On this day, Xue Song set up a banquet at the inn, Chen Meng staggered over, and Xue Song stood up with a smile.

"Xue congratulated Gongzi on his recovery, and specially set up this banquet, is Gongzi still satisfied?"

"Senior, this can torment me. I'm just a guard on a mission, how can I ...... it?"

"It doesn't matter. Childe sacrificed his life to save my young lady, I still deserve this thin wine. ”

"My predecessor said that there was something to ask me, not just what?"

"Eat first, eat and then discuss."

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Chen Meng told Xue Song about picking up the task in Qianyuan Square, setting off with the team, fighting in distress halfway, and finally fighting with the red tiger to the death.

"So, Man'er has confirmed that the murderer is a disciple of the Third Elder?"

"I don't know. She said she knew. ”

"Good. What a third elder. Good. I made a note of it. I've thanked my son. Xue is here to salute his son. ”

Chen Meng stood up and raised his glass with both hands. The two looked at each other and drank it all.

"Childe is a five-element spiritual root?"

"Yes." Chen Meng smiled bitterly.

"The Five Elements Spirit Root can do this, and it can be seen that the son has cultivated hard, and the blessings are profound."

"It's just a coincidence."

"I don't know if Gongzi Chen is willing to join my Lingyue Immortal Sect?"

"Ling Yue Immortal Sect?" Chen Meng smiled, "How many spirit stones are in a month?" ”

"The outer disciple is ten low-grade spirit stones. If Gongzi's cultivation can go further, go to the eighth layer of Qi training, pass the sect Dabi, and become a disciple of the inner gate, he will be twenty lower-grade spirit stones in January. “

"Too little." Chen Meng shook his head.

"There are many sects in Dongzhou, and my Lingyue Immortal Sect is also a lot. Does Childe have to live this life of fighting monsters? ”

"Chen Meng used to be a pawnshop raised by a wandering boy, and what he did was to pick up the rags, in this world, Chen Meng only recognized spirit stones."

"Since that's the case, then Xue won't force it." Xue Song nodded, young people have their own ambitions, and not coveting comfort is a valuable quality. "A little gift, I don't know if Chen Meng Xiaoyou is still satisfied."

Xue Song clapped his hands, and several maids rushed in, presenting three small mahogany boxes.

In the first box, there was Chen Meng's Xuantie Sword.

"Childe's sword, Xue asked someone to engrave the spirit formation on it, and now this sword is already a high-grade magic weapon."

"How can I afford this?" Chen Meng's eyes lit up, and he couldn't take his eyes off the sword in front of him.

"It's all trivial. I'm the master of a sect, and I'm just engrave a formation. ”

In the second box, there was a black robe made of the fur of the Red Moon Tiger.

"This tiger was killed by Gongzi that day. I think that Gongzi's clothes are just ordinary products, and I want to come here to hunt beasts in Qianyuan Mountain, how can I do it without a spirit coat to protect my body. ”

"Chen Meng thanked his seniors."

In the third box, there are full of spirit stones.

"There are a total of one hundred and fifty spirit stones. Don't shirk the child, this is all Xue's heart. ”

Chen Meng put the spirit stone into the ring, the Xuantie sword pinned to his waist, and the Xuanxi Dao robe was worn on his body.

"It is worthy of being a young hero, this dress is really a jade tree in the wind."

"The seniors have won the prize."

"Childe has the road of childe, and Xue will not leave son. I arranged someone to escort my son back to Qianyuan City. ”

"Then, Senior Xue, Chen Meng said goodbye and said goodbye."

"Goodbye. If Childe wants to come to my Lingyue Immortal Sect, I welcome you at any time. ”

"I'm used to wandering." Chen Meng smiled bitterly.

Coming out of the Qiushui Inn and getting into the carriage back to Qianyuan City, Chen Meng looked at himself.

Although this trip is a life-and-death crisis, it is really fruitful. The Dao robe of the medium-grade spiritual weapon, the flying sword of the high-grade spiritual weapon, the ordinary qi cultivator does not have this dress.

Not to mention the one hundred and ninety lower-grade spirit stones in the ring. Chen Meng has never been so rich.

Think about the hardships and dangers along the way, and the repeated dangers. Thinking of Xue Man again, he smiled bitterly.

That's a fairy with a jade tree in the wind. It's a pity that I have no name and no surname, and I can't afford to climb high.

Shaking his head, he drove these useless thoughts out of his mind, and the car had already arrived under Qianyuan City. Chen Meng turned over and got out of the car, thanked the coachman, and walked into the city.

Watching the people coming and going, it was bustling and noisy. The rivers and lakes are calm and quiet, but the undercurrent is surging.

Chen Meng smiled. No matter how sinister this river and lake is, I have to break through it.

Walked to the Qianyuan City Practice Pavilion, asked for a practice room, rented it for a week, twenty-one spirit stones, Chen Meng bargained for half a day, and twenty spirit stones were sold.

Walking to the practice room, according to what the shopkeeper said, the token was embedded in the gap of the formation, and the Spirit Gathering Array began to operate.

Chen Meng felt the rich aura around him, sat down happily on the ground, and began to meditate.

Pranayama and qi were induced, and he practiced until the sun was in the west, and Chen Meng opened his eyes.

Five layers of Qi training. The true qi in the dantian is almost full again, but it is still a lot worse.

The method of qi induction in this "Xuanji Dao Sutra" is certainly highly efficient, but because he is the spiritual root of the five elements, it really hinders his cultivation path.

That's it. Thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground. Let's do it little by little.

Annoyed by meditating, Chen Mengpan sat on the ground, took out the Xuanji Dao Sutra, and began to study the Dafa of Dividing Spirits and the Soul Command.

The Dafa of Dividing the Soul is the law of the divine soul, which mainly talks about condensing the divine soul, and then separating the divine soul and attaching it to foreign objects. Soul control is about how to use the soul to control foreign objects, and the two complement each other and are indispensable methods for flying swords.

Chen Mengning was calm and felt the existence in the sea of his knowledge. The Divine Soul is an important helper of the monk, whether it is to explore all things or to fly in the air, it needs the support of a powerful Divine Soul.

Slowly, Chen Meng felt his divine soul, like an outstretched invisible tentacle, caressing the world. Chen Meng took out his flying sword, probed, felt, and let his spirit attach to the imperial spirit array carved on the flying sword.

The divine soul submerged into the formation, the formation lit up, and Chen Meng felt that the flying sword seemed to have become a part of his body, just like his limbs, and with a movement of his mind, the Xuantie Sword flew into the air.

It went very well. The corners of Chen Meng's mouth rose.

Next is the control of the flying sword. According to the saying in the spirit control technique, the law of the spirit control is myriad, and only skillful.

Chen Meng raised his eyes and saw the wooden man in the practice room, and with a thought, the flying sword flew out, making a shallow scratch on the wooden man's body. The control is controllable, whether it is power or speed, I am not satisfied.

If you're not satisfied, come back.

A sword flies out, a sword retracts. Fly out again, take it back again. Slowly, the wooden man made Chen Meng cut it out of shape, and it was full of potholes.

Over and over again. The laws of the world are ever-changing, and only skillful.

For the whole night, Chen Meng's room was tinkling. Finally, Chen Meng's sword flew out, and the wooden man's head fell in response.

OK. Chen Meng nodded, it's very good, even if he is not skilled, at least he has lethality.

For the next six days, Chen Meng locked himself in his room, asked his men to deliver food when he was hungry, slept when he was sleepy, and spent the rest of his time either practicing flying swords or meditating and practicing.

On the seventh day, Chen Meng pushed the door out, took a bath, took a tiger-skin black-colored robe on the boat, and pinned a sword on his waist, strode out of the door, and headed towards Qianyuan Square.

The guy looked at the four wooden people who had been chopped into sawdust in Chen Meng's room, and his heart was scolded. I've never seen such a bargain.

Chen Meng paced to Qianyuan Square and watched the recruitment of the demon hunting team on the board.

"Wuxu team, hunting a first-grade horned armored lizard, you need a fifth-layer monk of the Golden Linggen Sword Technique, and sixty spirit stones."

This one gives a lot of spirit stones, that's all.

Chen Meng unveiled the recruitment slip and went to the Qianyuan Pavilion to exchange the waist card. The deacon pointed to the four people gathered at the other end of Qianyuan Square. Chen Meng nodded and walked over.

"Boy, are you a sword cultivator?" A big man looked at Chen Meng who was coming.

Chen Meng pointed to the other sword in his waist.

"Five layers of Qi training. Let's go a little lower. The big man shook his head.

A woman walked out, "Okay, there are a few sword practitioners in the casual cultivation this year, and you still have such high requirements." ”

"Let's go." The big man glared at Chen Meng, "You'd better not be a burden, kid." ”

"He's like that, don't take it to heart." The woman came over and took Chen Meng's hand, "Little brother, my name is Lin Ling'er, what's your name?" ”

"Under Chen Meng."

"Brother Chen," the girl smiled and looked at the other three, "Now that everyone is together, let's go!" ”

Several people went out of the city and walked into Qianyuan Mountain again. But he didn't take the official road, and went straight to the depths of the dense forest.

Chen Meng's consciousness spread, feeling every move around him. After cultivating his divine sense, this is what he is comfortable with, and a mosquito flying over next to him makes Chen Meng feel extremely clear.

A few people hurried away, except for the leader of the big man and Chen Meng, the remaining three people laughed and chatted. Lin Ling'er tried to get Chen Meng to join the chat, but after asking him several times, the person just nodded or shook his head, like a piece of wood.

Coming to a vine-covered cave, the five stopped.