Burn incense and bathe and meditate for three days.

Knock, knock, knock!

The three ceremonial bells rang melodiously, second only to the five rings of the Jindan ceremony, and the foundation building monk would never receive such an honor in his life.

On the solemn hall of the sect,

Many of the Tsukiji monks looked silently at the center of the field.

A mortal, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, wearing a five-mountain crown and a seven-colored robe of the stars, bowed three times and nine times to the elder Jin Lian Zhenren of the previous generation.

Many of them looked envious.

This worship, in the legal theory of the sect, is the status of the Seven Feather Sect second only to the two Jindan ancestors.

But why, just a mortal?!

Is the ancestor crazy?

"Licheng!"

On Wednesday, Yan sang.

A huge wave of divine consciousness swept over everyone present.

"Meet Uncle Junior!"

Not daring to hesitate, more than 30 foundation building monks of the sect, from the early stage of foundation building to the consummation of foundation building, respectfully bowed to the young man above.

"Everyone, please."

Jiang Ding's expression was calm, and he did not feel any panic or anxiety towards Brother Jindan.

The flying sword at the cuff trembled, making his eyes look at the two of them one more time.

One was a red-haired old man with a pale complexion, the kind of mixed red formed by the mixing of flames and pigments, and it was suspected that there was something wrong with the cultivation of the exercises.

The other person was a middle-aged beautiful woman, dressed in a golden dress, very charming, and smiled lightly when she saw him.

"Rite over!"

Singing on Wednesday.

According to the etiquette, the Zhuji monks dispersed one by one, leaving only Jiang Ding and the three of them.

"Let's go, junior brother."

The white-eyed old man smiled heartily: "Go and see the cave mansion that the senior brothers prepared for you." ”

The two rays of light flew out for dozens of miles, and finally landed on a hill more than 1,000 meters high between Tianlei Peak and Tianhuo Peak.

The scenery of this mountain is beautiful, the mountain stone is steep and convex, there are many living spirit trees and spiritual plants on it, and most of them are metallic, the aura is rich, there is white mist from time to time, a group of fairy scenes.

"Junior brother, the name of this mountain is Jinling Mountain, and it is one of the best metallic caves in the sect, and there is a second-order supreme spiritual vein."

The white-eyed old cultivator stroked his beard and said: "It's not that the senior brothers are reluctant to give up the third-order spiritual vein, in fact, the concentration of the third-order spiritual vein aura is too high, and it is not suitable for qi cultivators to use. ”

It's a fact.

In fact, even if the third-order spiritual vein is related to the cultivation speed of the Jindan monk, no Jindan monk will let it out.

"Thank you, two senior brothers!"

Jiang Ding bowed deeply.

When they meet, they will send the cave mansion of the second-order best spiritual vein, and there are not many people in the world who have this kind of skill, and he is really moved.

"Thank you, it's all your own junior brother."

The white-eyed old cultivator was unhappy, and continued: "This mountain has ten acres of second-order top-grade spiritual fields, one hundred acres of second-order top-grade spiritual fields, and a mouthful of spiritual springs. ”

"In terms of protection, there is a second-order superb golden light and silver sword array, which is enough to resist the peak monk of the foundation building for a long time without breaking it, and the Jindan monk can also block it with a single blow."

"Little junior brother, if you want to add any formations, just tell senior brother and send someone to get it for you."

"The place is big, I can't manage it, and the manpower is ......"

He waved his hand, and immediately a gray-clothed old man trotted over, cultivating in the late stage of Qi cultivation.

He was followed by twelve young maids in the middle of Qi training, all of whom had excellent appearances, different temperaments and figures, and four completely different styles.

"Little Liu Sanqi, meet the ancestor, meet the little uncle!"

The old man in gray led people to kneel tremblingly in front of the three of them.

Jiang Ding was a little uncomfortable and didn't show it.

"Little junior brother, these miscellaneous servants are all from small families that have been vassal sects for at least five hundred years, they are loyal and reliable, if you have any miscellaneous matters, you can hand them over."

"Except for Liu Sanqi, everyone else has the qualifications of the Three Spirit Roots, you can cultivate one or two, and you will have your own assured manpower in the future."

The white-eyed old cultivator pointed to a few people.

"Senior brothers, I have nothing to say."

Jiang Ding sighed.

"Haha, it's not good for our little junior brother, but for whom?"

The white-eyed old cultivator smiled.

The two of them took Jiang Ding to turn Jinling Mountain up and down, a flower, a tree also had to talk for a long time, no matter how big or small, as if the time of the Jindan monk was worthless.

"Little junior brother, do you have any other wants or questions? Despite saying "

In the end, the old Baimei monk said: "Your senior brother and second senior brother are both Jindan monks, and a retreat and cultivation takes a lot of time, and I am afraid that in the future, I will not be able to be as leisurely as today." ”

He made a vague remark.

Brother Jindan is not really so idle.

"Two senior brothers, what are the identities of these two people?"

Jiang Ding thought about it, but he was not polite, with a little finger, a faint blue sharp true qi gushed out from his fingers, wisps of it, and quickly constructed two paintings, which were the beautiful woman in the golden palace dress and the fiery red-haired old man.

Since the sword-shaped phantom in the divine soul began to condense, although it was still incorporeal, it was extremely sensitive to the malice and killing thoughts of the outside world.

When he had just built the foundation in the main hall of the sect, most of the foundation building monks did not like him.

This can be understood, penance for nearly two hundred years, let a mortal sit on the head, no one can stand it.

However, these two people had a clear killing intent, and even caused the flying sword to tremble as a warning, urging the sword master to stay away from the source of great danger.

"Little junior brother is so keen."

The white-eyed old cultivator admired, as if he was not surprised, and introduced: "This junior is named Chu Fengxi, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, the master of the golden veins in the seven veins of the sect, did the little junior brother think of anything?" ”

"Jin Ling Mountain!"

Jiang Ding's complexion changed slightly.

"Not bad."

"Little junior brother, senior brother taught you a truth, the best things in the immortal cultivation world are not put away for no reason, they must be taken by someone."

"There is only one second-order top-grade Golden Vein Cave Mansion sect, and the best of the rest is the second-order middle-grade one."

The white-eyed old cultivator smiled lightly.

"Coupled with the fact that this woman was timid in the last battle with the Blood Slaughter Palace, and she didn't have the sharpness of the golden vein, I found an excuse to take this Golden Spirit Mountain."

"Senior brother, are you worried about getting into trouble?"

The white-eyed old cultivator said with a smile: "Then the senior brother will return this cave to her, specifically saying that it is your request for junior brother, this great enemy will disappear suddenly, maybe it is very possible for the beauty to recommend a pillow seat." ”

"Not necessarily."

Jiang Ding was silent.

"The spiritual land of the sect should naturally be owned by the monks who can best defend and prosper the sect in the future, and it is not anyone's private property."

"Hahaha!"

Both Jin Dan laughed.

"That's a bad temper to me."

Wednesday Yan said with a smile: "As for the red-haired old Dao, it is your second senior brother and my registered disciple, Zhou Sleepy Long, and also a distant nephew of mine, who has built a foundation and cultivated at the peak. ”

"Then why ......"

Jiang Ding wondered.

"The founding patriarch Qiyu Zhenren has a great immortal fate, and after sitting down, he left a number of heavy treasures to the sect, one of which is called the Nine Aperture Knot Golden Spirit Tree, nine hundred years and one fruit, a few fruits can not be told, and the living clothes can add half a chance of knotting the monk for the foundation consummation."

Jiang Ding breathed shortly.

He didn't need it too much, but it was too important for his mother and sister, who could hardly rely on their own abilities to build a foundation and a golden pill.

And this half of it is still the effect of direct swallowing, and the Xianmen Dandao industry is developed, and it is by no means limited to this.

"Little junior brother only needs to know that after twenty-five years, there will be a nine-trick golden fruit ripening, and the two of us will not participate in the competition."

"So, understood?"

Jiang Dingzhi was clear.

This is the enemy of life and death who regards himself as an obstruction, even if he is only a mortal, but he has the status of a junior uncle and ancestor, this is a huge variable.

Looking at the meaning of the two Jin Dan, it is impossible to give it to him.

It should involve the rules of the sect, and the Jindan monks can't take all the good things, so many foundation building monks are all offended.

People are working hard, no matter how you say it, you have to leave a glimmer of hope.

"Cultivating the Immortal Realm, this kind of thing is normal."

The white-eyed old cultivator smiled and said, "Senior Brother assures you that the two of them don't dare to make a move in the sect. ”

"It's good to wait for the foundation to be built, it's not difficult for you, junior brother."

"Senior brother understands."

Jiang Ding thanked him.

The two left a gold pendant, saying that it was a relic of the ancestor, the best magic weapon, with the ability to gather spirits, store things, and resist the blow of the foundation building monk, and said goodbye and left.

(End of chapter)