Chapter Seventy-Four: Without the Old Man, There Would Be No Her

From the second hundredth rank downwards to the fifth hundredth, there were all ten dust washing pills and five lower-grade spirit stones. ”

"Don't underestimate these ten dust washing pills, if you can get so many rewards in three months in the sect, only the dojo can be comparable to him, and I heard that the dojo is not a place where ordinary people can stay, it is said that there are very few people who can clear all of them so far, I will take you to see it later." ”

"I just talked about the reward rules of the low-level martial arts arena, and the high-level martial arts arena is also the same reward law, but it is just replaced with the resources needed by the disciples in the foundation building period. ”

"The more abundant the relative resources, the more fierce the competition, and some people often just get on the list, and within a few minutes they are squeezed down, which stimulates the disciples to work harder to cultivate. ”

"Luohua Sect not only has a martial arts field, but also holds a martial arts competition every five years, which is also divided into a low-level disciple field and a high-level disciple field, anyone who can perform well in the conference can not only stand out, but also have the opportunity to be accepted by the seniors as a personal disciple. ”

"The most important thing is that as long as you win the top ten in this martial arts competition, you will also be assigned a spiritual weapon. That's a spiritual weapon, but it's not comparable to a magic weapon like ours. ”

As he spoke, he patted the robe he was wearing, as if to emphasize.

If it weren't for his action, Xiao Meow wouldn't have cared about his clothes, and now it seems that they are really different from the fabric in the world.

Even more delicate, faintly surrounded by runes.

Zhang Tian followed Xiao Meow's line of sight, flicked it on the robe, and continued with a smile: "Speaking of spiritual weapons, I don't have to say a little about it here, of course, I only know this from the classics, whether it is a fact or not remains to be studied." ”

"I don't know when, it may be hundreds of years, or thousands of years, in the entire cultivation realm, there has been a very strange situation, the success rate of refining spiritual weapons has become very, very low, often not one out of ten, of course, it is still a very skilled refiner, and the success rate is even more outrageous. ”

"The low success rate has greatly dampened the enthusiasm of the refiners, as well as the disciples who want to learn refining, so that the refiners of our sect and even the entire cultivation realm have greatly reduced their production, and the spiritual weapons that can be successfully refined every year are even less pitiful. ”

"In such a situation, the sect is willing to take out the spiritual weapon as a prize for the martial arts competition, but it is really wealthy. ”

"You must know that most of the monks in the sect may not be able to mix a spiritual weapon in the entire early stage of foundation building, let alone the immortal cultivation family or the loose cultivation, and some weak immortal cultivation families can't get a low-grade spiritual weapon for the whole family, let alone the relatively poorer scattered cultivation. ”

"So, being in the sect, I'm proud. ”

"Hahaha, okay, then you continue to be proud, I'll go and see it somewhere else. Little Meow smiled slightly and teased.

Turn around and walk outside.

Let it be hot inside, she is just watching the excitement now, with this kung fu, she needs to familiarize herself with everything in the sect as soon as possible.

"Hey, hey, wait for me, without me as a guide, wouldn't you be blinded. ”

Zhang Tian stepped forward in a few steps, and the two walked out side by side.

"See, next door here is the Gospel Hall, let's not go in if you listen to me. Zhang Tian didn't know what he had heard, and pulled Xiao Meow's sleeve, as if he was going to other places.

It's just that Xiao Meow can do what he wants, and he has already taken the first step in.

Compared with the liveliness of the martial arts arena, this place can be described as a doorman.

In the entire hall, except for a stone wall covered with dust and cobwebs at the entrance, and an old man who looked to be in his sixties with a gray beard, the other little meows were not seen again.

Seeing the two entering, the man said very unkindly: "It's not a small courage to dare to come to this Taoist hall, too, until now, it is estimated that you rookies who dare to come in are the only ones who dare to enter, go and go, if you want to see the excitement, go elsewhere." ”

"Yes, yes, let's go, let's go. ”

Zhang Tian didn't expect Xiao Meow to say that he would enter, and he was scared into a cold sweat, thinking that this time he was going to explain inside, but who knew that the old man guarding the door was so merciful, he quickly nodded and pulled Xiao Meow to run out quickly.

The old man saw the two of them flying, snorted coldly, and said lightly: "If you dare to have a next time, I will definitely throw you in and feel it well." ”

The two of them ran as fast as they could, and when they turned back, the temple had disappeared from sight.

But for some reason, his unhurried words, like a stick on the head, smashed into the ears of the two of them, causing the two of them to stumble and almost fall to the ground.

Zhang Tian hurriedly stood up straight, patted his chest, and quickly muttered: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, the little life is still there, the little life is still there." ”

Xiao Meow had never heard of the legend of the Taoist Hall, and he didn't know what was so powerful about it, so he walked in because he was curious.

In the Taoist Hall just now, I didn't notice anything, but after I came out, I always felt that there was a familiar feeling inside, and I didn't know what it was like, and I wanted to go in and have a look, but looking at Zhang Tian's attitude, it is estimated that it will not work today, so let's talk about it next time.

"Little meow, your courage is too big, let you not go in, let you not go in, this time fortunately we have a big life, otherwise it will be over, you didn't see how miserable that buddy was in the afternoon. ”

"At first, he was just like you, but he went in to see and see, but the old man, first smiled suspiciously, and then, grabbing him by the collar, threw him somewhere. ”

After two minutes, when he came out again, you don't know how miserable the scene was, the man's skin was full of flesh, where was there a piece of good meat, and his clothes were like strips of cloth, hanging on his body in sections, but fortunately, Senior Brother Li Cai was also present at the time, and immediately swallowed a healing medicine for him, and the man was able to pick up a small life. ”

"You were there at the time?" Meow looked at him and asked suspiciously.

"Of course, I didn't see it with my own eyes, and I can't say that, you weren't there at the time, so you didn't see it, Senior Brother Li Cai's face was also pale at that time, I think. Speaking of this, Zhang Tian looked around and said in a low voice: "I guess Senior Brother Li Cai must have suffered a lot before, otherwise how could he be afraid of being like that." ”

Hearing him say this, the doubts in Xiao Meow's heart were even worse.

If this is the case, what is the familiarity just now? Could it be that once he cultivated immortals, he had a tendency to be masochistic.

I don't want to think so much, just study it slowly next time I have a chance.

In short, the sect is willing to spend effort to build such a large Taoist hall, and the rewards are as rich as the martial arts arena, so it is impossible to punish the disciples just for the sake of punishing them.

If so, what is it called the Confession Hall, it will be changed to the Torture Hall.

Next, the study room, the miscellaneous hall, the library pavilion, the Dan hall, the Fu hall, the refining hall, and the elder's house。。。。。。 The two walked one after another.

After this time, Xiao Meow is generally familiar with the sect.

The class hall is specially designed for low-level disciples to teach and solve doubts, and it is opened once every ten days, teaching in the morning and answering questions in the afternoon, just to assist the disciples in their practice.

The Miscellaneous Hall is a place specially used by the sect to issue tasks, and the sect stipulates that all disciples who are in the Qi refining period need to do chores every month, and the release of these tasks is completed by the Miscellaneous Hall.

The library pavilion, the place where the classics are stored in the sect, the first floor is the ordinary classics, and the second floor is the exercises, but this exercise is only needed by the disciples in the qi training period, as for the third floor, only the predecessors of the foundation building period can enter, and the fourth floor and above, it is estimated that only the few powerful monks in the sect are qualified to set foot in it, and the above is not what they rookies can think.

Dantang, as the name suggests, is the place where the elixir is refined, the Fu Hall is the place where the sect makes talismans, and the Refining Hall is the place where the magic weapons and spiritual weapons are produced.

The last elder's house is the sect that is responsible for managing this area, like a secular government.

The torture hall below it is like a prison.

I heard that Jiang Hong was locked up there。。。。。。

Torture Hall.

In the dim and foul-smelling cell, Jiang Hong was covered in dirt and lay motionless on the ground like a dead man.

The patrolling disciples, when they walked past her, only glanced at her in disgust, and there was no sympathy in their eyes.

All the disciples of the sect who have entered the torture hall and have been whipped are basically this virtue, unless they swallow the pill at that time, it is more difficult to repair the damaged meridians than to ascend to the sky.

And at this moment, Jiang Hong in their eyes is no longer the fairy a few days ago, or a beggar in the secular world, who is much stronger than her.

It's just that the patrolling disciples, no one noticed that Jiang Hong, who was motionless as usual, had a thick layer of blood red in her eyes at this time, and her whole person seemed to be a poisonous snake guarding her prey in the withered grass and dense forest, waiting for the opportunity to swallow the prey in one bite.

She silently estimated in her heart: "This is the last wave." ”

Patrol disciples usually patrol each prison cell one last time before going to bed.

And this is the last time.

Jiang Hong slowly closed his eyes and waited quietly, just waiting for them to fall asleep, and then began to cultivate.

Because she had swallowed the healing elixir early, and after a few days of cultivation, most of the injuries on her body had healed.

However, she didn't startle the snake, she still pretended to be weak as before, and successfully deceived these hypocritical guys.

On the other side, Little Meow also returned to the courtyard.

Three rooms, one used as a bedroom, one as a practice room, and the last one was used by Little Meow to place the old man's ashes.

Three sticks of incense a day, she never dared to forget.

Even on the night of the green wolf beast, after the rest of her life after the catastrophe, she was still the same, three sticks of incense.

Without the old man, there would be no her, and she feels this deeply and will never forget it.