Faced with the sudden inquiry, Song Pingcun could only take a package handed over by the sect disciple and replied, "I am Brother Cun." ”

"Last night, some matters of the new disciples were announced, and because you are in Jiazi Peak, you don't know about it. You can open it up first, and if you don't understand something, ask now. ”

Only then did Song Pingcun know that he was not alone last night, but he even missed some explanations from the new disciples of the Yiyuan Palace, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad. Although the rules of the sect are very similar, I am afraid that there will be any special explanation. So with the package, Song Pingcun hurried to a quiet corner to open it.

Inside the package was a token engraved with the word "Yiyuan", a set of gray disciple clothes, a thin booklet, and a bottle of elixir.

Needless to say, the token is proof of identity, and when the pill is opened, it smells and Bigu Dan. But he can't say that he knows, and this is the first "doubt".

When I opened the booklet, it was indeed an introduction to the regulations of the sect, and there was also the fact that new disciples need to study intensively for a month in this side hall of the internal affairs hall, and then investigate the level of perception of the immortal qi, and then distribute it. This is mainly to test the sensitivity of the disciple to the immortal aura, but it is not true that he can cultivate in a month. Of course, it is not said in the booklet, and this is the second "doubt".

After everyone received it, Song Pingcun stepped forward to the supervisor and asked about the two "doubts" he had just now.

"That bottle of elixir is Bigu Dan. There is no mundane food in the Immortal Sect, you may not be used to it at first, but slowly you will get used to it. One pill of Bigudan will keep you from eating for ten years, and there are 30 capsules in this bottle. The October period is the real first level of your assessment. The supervisor explained Song Pingcun's doubts very simply, and Song Pingcun nodded.

"The disciple was hungry last night and has already roasted a rabbit, what can I do?" Last night, I roasted rabbit meat under Jiazi Peak, but no one came to stop me, why is this? Song Pingcun immediately told him about eating last night and this morning.

"It's okay, not cultivating these things yet, it won't restrict you too much. Moreover, if this matter of eating cannot be overcome by itself, it will only increase the difficulty of one's own cultivation, and it will be one's own business that will be delayed, so no one in the sect will interfere. The director patiently explained to him.

"I see, thank you, Director. Still don't know what to call it? ”

"This is Li Yigang, Director Li." There was a disciple next to him who answered on his behalf, and Li Yigang just nodded and agreed.

"Thank you, Director Li." Song Pingcun didn't say anything more, left the side hall with the package, and returned to Jiazi Peak.

Song Pingcun left the internal affairs hall, secretly vigilant in his heart. He knew that although his position in the One Yuan Hall was special, he could not take it lightly. After all, if you're not careful, you'll lose all your efforts.

Back at the bungalow in Jiazifeng, Song Pingcun was not in a hurry to check the records in the booklet. Instead, he pretended to look at the surrounding environment, but in fact, he used the space-time illusion tower to arrange the next illusion, and if someone peeped with his divine sense, the scene of the illusion was to study the book of the One Yuan Hall outside the house.

Only then did he walk into the bungalow, arrange the next early warning formation again, and use the secret method to inform Mingshan of the Immortal Academy that he could start the next step.

After doing this, he calmed down a little, released the Space-Time Illusion Tower, and walked inside. Under this environment, he could rest assured that he could find out what the golden bamboo spirit root in the sea of qi was.

Sitting cross-legged, the token of the word "strategy" was suspended, and in the sea of qi, the golden bamboo section exuded a faint light, quietly suspended in the corner of the sea of qi motionless, and a bead with a blue halo next to it seemed to be guarded. This is the golden bamboo spiritual root, the spiritual root left by a certain predecessor of the Yiyuan Hall before he turned into a Tao.

Song Pingcun's heart moved, trying to communicate with his mind about this golden bamboo spiritual root. However, he found that his mind could not have any intersection with the spiritual root at all, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier between him and the golden bamboo knot.

He was not discouraged, but took a different approach. He tried to operate the aura in his body, and as the aura wrapped around the golden bamboo spiritual root, he gradually felt that the golden bamboo seemed to have some changes. The originally dim bamboo knot actually began to slowly absorb the immortal qi in his body at this moment.

"Hmph" Song Pingcun snorted coldly, the beggar still wanted to rap a few words, and wanted to absorb my aura without revealing anything, and immediately interrupted the output of the aura.

However, the golden bamboo spiritual root, which had just tasted a trace of benefit, tried to chase in the direction where the spiritual energy dissipated, but was gently swung by the blue orb, and retreated to the corner trembling again, and let out a low voice helplessly, "Which senior?" Why do you want to play tricks on me, a man who is still alive! ”

"Good students talk to you, but you pretend to be dumb, you are toasting and not eating and drinking!"

"Hey! Why should my predecessors be angry, I am a dying person. ”

"Who are you?" Song Pingcun rarely entangled with the other party, and he didn't have time.

However, in the face of his questioning, Jin Zhu Linggen did not say a word, and fell silent again.

Seeing this, Song Pingcun no longer rambled, "Since that's the case, don't blame me!" ”

The token of the word "strategy" emitted a halo of light, tracing the origin of the golden bamboo spiritual root.

In just a few breaths, scenes of the past appeared in front of Song Pingcun's eyes, and they were extremely clear.

In a dark cave, there are strange golden bamboos, although there are not many of them, but they are unusually shiny in the dark. Suddenly, one day, someone broke into the cave, and the person who came did not come on purpose, but rolled in, and apparently did not come on purpose. I saw this piece of golden bamboo. He wasn't particularly happy before, but when he used his hand to get close to the golden bamboo, which was only the thickness of his finger, he was directly cut by the golden bamboo's Jin Ge qi that burst out, and the blood flowed nonstop.

Only then did the visitors understand that this golden bamboo is not only a rare thing, but also a spiritual root with self-awareness. This large piece of golden bamboo, I don't know how many disciples I can cultivate, I was immediately overjoyed.

The person who came was also a ruthless person, and took out the original jade cicada spirit root in his body directly, and his divine sense commanded the jade cicada to bite the golden bamboo directly, but unfortunately even if he was so simple and reluctant, the jade cicada only bit off a section and then exploded directly and died, and the blood mist was directly absorbed by the golden bamboo. But the golden bamboo that was bitten off still fell at the feet of the comer.

Picking up this seemingly unequal harvest, the person who came had no choice but to swallow it, and while the fairy qi in his body had not yet dissipated, he decisively replaced the original jade cicada with this golden bamboo.

After that, Jin Zhu became the spiritual root of this person, but unfortunately because of the self-injury spiritual root, he temporarily made up for it, and he did not have time to understand the characteristics of Jin Zhu, and the golden bamboo spiritual root and him could not be perfectly combined......

Song Pingcun was checking carefully, and there was a warning from the early warning formation set up in the bungalow.

Song Pingcun hurriedly left the Time and Space Fantasy Tower, appeared outside, put away the Time and Space Illusion Tower, walked outside the house, and took over the position he had set up in that environment to sit cross-legged, and then dispersed the illusion.

But at this moment, Ji Zhiheng appeared on the top of the bungalow behind him, without saying a word, raising his hand was a palm. If it is normal to be just a mountain forest hunter, this palm is definitely taking his life.

Because the position where Ji Zhiheng was standing was normal and could not be seen, Song Pingcun sensed the power in his palm, but he did not move, he did not dare to be careless, and immediately restrained his breath, pretending to be carefully reading the booklet.

The palm wind stopped less than an inch behind Song Pingcun's head, and Song Pingcun seemed to feel uncomfortable, stretched out his fingers and scratched the back of his head, continuing to watch intently.

Ji Zhiheng stood on the roof for a long time before his figure faded away and left.

Song Pingcun knew that his actions just now might have aroused Ji Zhiheng's suspicions, and although he remained calm, he was actually on full alert. His heart is not calm, and Ji Zhiheng's sudden appearance must be for a reason. Moreover, the other party's actions just now were obviously testing themselves. Song Pingcun wasn't sure if Ji Zhiheng had discovered his secret, but he knew that he had to be more careful so as not to show his feet.

Now it seems that the matter of the golden bamboo spiritual root still needs to be put aside, and it will be truly safe or after gaining trust.

Ji Zhiheng seemed to be long gone, but in fact, he was nearby and did not leave, but fortunately, Song Pingcun was cautious enough and continued to maintain his rhythm, flipping through the booklet in his hand, as if he was concentrating on studying the contents.

Suddenly, a powerful aura rose from the Sect Master's Peak. Ji Zhiheng was shocked in his heart, and he didn't care about hiding his breath, and quickly returned to the Sect Master Peak.

The corners of Song Pingcun's mouth were smiling, and he came.

Regardless of whether he would be suspected after arriving at the One Yuan Palace, he had already arranged this scene. Only chaos in the One Yuan Hall will divert attention from him.

I saw dark clouds, lightning and thunder in the sky above the Sect Master Peak, and powerful auras were intertwined and collided in it. Apparently someone is engaged in a fierce battle.

"Lao Ji, you chicken woman!"

"Old Jiang, listen to my explanation!"

"Explain P, I don't have a few more people left in the Liangyi Divine Sect. If there is any reason, you will already tear your face by doing this! ”

"Old Jiang is calm and calm!"

"Calm down, I've been waiting for this day for four years. It is to let them see clearly what kind of person their sect master is in front of all the disciples of your Yiyuan Palace! ”

scolded one after another, Ji Zhiheng didn't dare to have no scruples in Qiming Immortal Mountain, but the five spoons of ginger were on the top of Qiming Mountain, even if Ji Zhiheng flew into the air, he didn't chase him. As long as there was no Ji Zhiheng on the other side, he would attack the main hall of the sect master peak with one palm.

was so angry that Ji Zhiheng had no choice.

"Lao Ji, is that all you have the ability to do? I can't even keep my own sect, what qualifications do I have to serve as the sect master of the Yiyuan Palace! Jiang Wuspoon sneered as he attacked the main hall.

Ji Zhiheng's face was pale, he knew that he was at a disadvantage now, but this was the problem that he had to face in a fight in his own sect, if he admitted defeat like this, then how could the face of the Yiyuan Hall exist? He gritted his teeth and persevered, while also looking for an opportunity to fight back.

Seeing that the main hall of the Sect Master Peak was crumbling under the wind of Jiang Wutong's palm, all the disciples of the Yiyuan Hall showed frightened expressions. Although they knew that this was a fight between two sect leaders, they couldn't help but worry about their own safety.

Song Pingcun, who was in the bungalow, took the opportunity to activate the illusion again, entered the space-time illusion tower, and traced the origin of the golden bamboo spirit root again.

That person and the Golden Bamboo Spiritual Root had been merging, but the Golden Bamboo Spiritual Root didn't seem to cooperate at all. After all, that person was on the occasion of ascending to immortal, and he failed every time, and after three times, he had already run out of longevity, ran out of oil, and died, leaving this section of the golden bamboo spiritual root.

Unfortunately, without the special soil and fresh aura of the dark cave, the golden bamboo began to shrink day by day, and if it did not agree to choose a new host before that, it would completely lose its spirituality after ten years at most, become a mortal thing, and turn into ashes.

After reading all this, Song Pingcun faced Jin Zhu Linggen again, and he had confidence in his heart. Although he didn't need this section of the golden bamboo spiritual root to assist him, that piece of golden bamboo made him very interested, and he had the opportunity to find the location of that piece of golden bamboo. At this moment, it is necessary to gain a foothold in the one-yuan hall with peace of mind.

On the peak of the Sect Master of the One Yuan Palace, Jiang Wuzhi seemed to have finished venting the dissatisfaction in his heart, and said to Ji Zhiheng: "This is the case for the time being, but I will put the words here first, and I can let others go, but you are the One Yuan Palace, and the Liangyi Divine Sect will always remember it." ”

After speaking, no matter how Ji Zhiheng reacted, he called the disciples he brought and left quickly. Some elders asked Ji Zhiheng whether to activate the mountain protection array, but Ji Zhiheng shook his head. It was no problem to leave the disciples of the Liangyi Divine Sect, but he couldn't keep five spoons of ginger, which he was still very clear about.

After Jiang Wujiao and his disciples left, the sect master peak was once again peaceful. But underneath this tranquility is an undercurrent. The disciples of the Yiyuan Hall were angry, some were terrified, and more were at a loss. They were waiting, waiting for the instructions of the suzerain, and waiting for the further development of the situation.

Ji Zhiheng stood on the ruins of the main hall, looking at the devastated sect, his heart was full of bitterness. He knew that the root of it all was in himself. If it weren't for his decision-making mistakes back then, how could he end up like this?

The power of Wujimen is still underestimated after all. He knew better that the Liangyi Divine Sect was destroyed, unless more than three sect masters made a move, Jiang Wushu could come and go away, and looking at today's situation, he waited for four years to come, and he didn't plan to fight it out, but he was preparing to bring down the Yiyuan Palace.

Jiang Wuspoon will never give up, the future Yiyuan Hall will definitely face more unexpected situations, and this matter really has to be discussed with the other seven sects.

However, in the current tragic situation of the Sect Master's Hall, as the Sect Master of the One Yuan Palace, he could not retreat or show weakness. Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, calmed the fluctuations in his heart, and then turned to look at the disciples.

"Disciples!" His voice was loud and firm, "Today's matter is my Ji Zhiheng's private matter, and it is also the beginning of the chaos that the Chenming Continent may face. Only by concentrating on cultivation and improving strength can you ensure the safety of the sect and become an immortal! ”