Han Leng thought for a while and asked, "My name is Lin Yu, is there a monk on this Yanmen Island?"

Song Wu said: "There are indeed monks living on Yanmen Island, there is a small courtyard in the south of the city, which is the office of the Fu Sect on the island, if the people on the island want to cultivate immortals, they can go there to register, and those who pass the test can go to the Fu Sect to cultivate." Could it be that Brother Lin has plans in this regard?"

Fu Zong is the main sect in the spiritual realm, it is strengthened by the spirit rune, it is said that there are a few rare spirit runes in the Fu Sect, which can directly kill the master of the Dan period in seconds, but no monk in the Dan period dares to verify it.

Han Leng nodded and said, "I have also worshiped the Immortal Cultivation Sect before, but because those sects are too small, I can only learn limited things, so I found Yanmen Island thousands of miles away, and I want to see if there are any sects to recruit disciples." ”

After Song Wu heard that Han Leng was still a monk, the worship in his eyes was even more, and the monk who used the sword was also the person he admired the most in his heart.

"I can help with this, our Hengyun Trading House used to be responsible for purchasing goods for the office of Fu Zong, and I know several of the stewards in it. I'll take Brother Lin to see it another day, maybe they'll still accept Brother Lin." Song Wu said.

A smile appeared on Han Leng's face, he really needed to join a sect now, the aura on the island here was thin, and it was not suitable for cultivation at all.

Only the addresses of those major sects will be adjacent to the spiritual veins, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is very sufficient, which is suitable for exhaling and cultivating.

Moreover, the unique spirit rune technique in the Fu Sect is also something that Han Leng wants to learn very much, and all he can draw now are some low-level spirit runes, which don't play a big role.

"Then there is Brother Lao Song. Han Leng hugged his fists.

After that, the two left the teahouse together, and Song Wu took Han Leng back to Hengyun Trading House.

Hengyun Commercial Bank is located in the north of the city, covering a wide area and many courtyards.

Han Leng found a vacant room as a temporary residence, and the room next to him was full of people, according to Song Wu, these people were all guests he invited, and almost all of them were knights who had practiced kung fu for several years.

Before Han Leng entered the house, he also saw a big man full of muscles in the courtyard lifting a boulder, with muscles and muscles exposed, looking infinitely powerful.

In addition to this strong man, Han Leng used his keen divine sense to also sense a strange power fluctuation in a house not far away, what he could be sure of was that it was not a spiritual power fluctuation, but it was not as disgusting as evil qi and demonic qi.

Later, in the conversation with Song Wu, he learned that the house was occupied by a person who cultivated the true qi of the inner family, which surprised Han Leng very much, if a mortal could cultivate the true qi in the body, it would be amazing.

However, Han Leng only lived in the trading house temporarily, so he had no intention of making friends with these capable people.

At night, Han Leng sat in the house to meditate and practice, and during the day, he went out with Song Wu to see the scenic spots of Yanmen Island, and by the way, he showed a few of his own shadow swordsmanship in front of Song Wu's friends, which made Song Wu stand out in front of his friends.

Two days later, it was the day to deliver the goods to the Fu Zong office.

When the sky was just dawning, Song Wu came to call Han Leng.

Han Leng had been sleepless all night, all cultivating, and after hearing the voice, he got up and walked outside the door.

The cold wind outside the house was gusting, cold and biting, Song Wu kept stomping his feet and breathing, his face was red from the cold, everything on this island was good, but the temperature difference was large, as long as the sun did not come out, it would be cold like a cold winter.

Han Leng couldn't feel the biting of the cold wind, the spiritual power in his body could resist the cold wind, and he tapped it on Song Wu's head with his hand.

Song Wu, who was still trembling, suddenly felt a warm current flowing through his body, dispelling the coldness on his body.

"Brother Lin, you can come with me today. Song Wu said.

Han Leng nodded, and followed me out of the trading house, and there was a carriage parked on the street outside, loaded with a lot of goods.

The two of them entered the sedan chair of the carriage, and the coachman drove the carriage forward slowly.

It didn't take long to arrive at the location of the Fu Sect's office.

There were coolies in the office who came out to carry the things on the car, and Song Wu took Han Leng into it.

"Brother Zhao!" Song Wu shouted the name of the steward as soon as he entered.

An answer was made in a house in Dongtouer, followed by the sound of the door opening, and a middle-aged man with a big waist and a round waist walked out of it, he was Zhao Zhenqi, the steward here.

"Brother Song, why did you come here in person today? Come into the house and sit down. Zhao Zhenqi smiled and welcomed Song Wu into the house, and Han Leng also walked in.

There was a bed in the room, the quilt had just been lifted, and there were tables and benches, and Song Wu and Han Leng each sat on a stool.

"Just let the next person do the thing, why don't you come in person. Zhao Zhenqi said.

Song Wu smiled and said, "Don't I have something I want to discuss with Brother Zhao." ”

Zhao Zhenqi's face changed, and he asked, "What's the matter?" What else is there to discuss between the two of us, if you have something, just say it directly, and I will solve it for you on the spot if I can do it." ”

Song Wu coughed dryly and said, "I want to ask if Fu Zong still accepts people..."

Zhao Zhenqi looked embarrassed and said, "This... I can't say it well, the time for Fu Sect to recruit disciples has long passed, and those who can still enter Fu Sect now are all children of powerful people. ”

Song Wu took out a silver ingot from his pocket and put it on the table, and said, "Brother Song, think about it again." ”

Zhao Zhenqi took the silver in his hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Song is now outside, the old immortal master is meditating in the hall in the middle, I can take you to ask, you can bring in the person who wants to apprentice." ”

Song Wu said: "This one next to me is going to apprentice. ”

"What? Brother Song, don't make fun of me, although this little brother doesn't look very old, he is at least over sixteen years old, Fu Zong has an age limit for accepting disciples, and if you are more than sixteen, you don't want it. Zhao Zhenqi glanced at Han Leng, he shook his head like a rattle, although he took Song Wu's money, but he couldn't break the rules of Fu Zong.

"Brother Zhao, don't worry, take me to meet the immortal master you said, see what the immortal master says, if he doesn't accept me, I will leave directly, and I will never be entangled here." Han Leng said with a slight smile.

Zhao Zhenqi weighed the silver in his hand a few times, frowned and thought for a moment, and then said: "Okay, you come with me, I can only be responsible for bringing you to the hall, as for how the old immortal master chooses, it is not up to me to control." ”

Han Leng nodded in agreement, and followed Zhao Zhenqi to the door of the hall.

Zhao Zhenqi walked to the door, stretched out his hand and knocked lightly on the door a few times, and said softly: "Old Immortal Master, someone asks to see you." ”

After a while, a vicissitudes of life sound came from the house.

"Who and what, and how old?"

"Lin Yu, apprentice, twenty years old. ”

"Twenty years old is too old, it is beyond the age of apprenticeship. The voice in the room said.

Zhao Zhenqi and Song Wu outside the house were taken aback, obviously they hadn't opened their mouths to answer yet, how could the old immortal master know.

"It's worthy of an old immortal master, it's so accurate. This person who came to apprentice is already twenty years old, and he insists on coming to see the old immortal master. Zhao Zhenqi admired the five-body throw.

Inside the room was an old man with a white beard, he was meditating, and after hearing Zhao Zhenqi outside the door say this, his body suddenly trembled.

He obviously heard someone answer his question just now, how could it be accurate?

It was the first time that the old man had encountered this situation since he moved into the office, and he said: "Don't talk nonsense, someone obviously answered the old man's question just now. ”

This made Zhao Zhenqi outside the door dumbfounded, he and Song Wuke didn't hear anything.

Song Wu said: "Old Immortal Master, don't be modest, we have no one to answer your question just now, you always calculate it yourself." ”

"No, someone must have returned, who is it?" The old man was puzzled.

"That's what I said. ”

A voice said.

The old man's body shook again, and he only then reacted, this voice did not come from outside the door, but from his head, which was a voice transmission technique that monks only used when they were engaged in secret conversations.

The monk outside the door was naturally Han Leng, and he directly used the sound transmission technique to talk to the old man in the house.

"Let Lin Yu come in, and the two of you will leave. The old man said.

When Han Leng approached, the door automatically opened, and after he walked in, the door automatically closed.

The old man in the room turned around, looked at Han Leng and said, "Why did Daoyou come to worship the Fu Sect?

Han Leng said: "Who doesn't want to enter the Great Gate Sect, the Fu Sect is so famous in the Spirit Realm, I also want to come in and experience it." ”

"At the age of twenty, I don't know if Daoist friends have succeeded in building a foundation? If you don't build a foundation, it will be difficult to enter the Fu Sect. The old man asked.

Han Leng didn't speak, but released some of his own spiritual pressure.

The spiritual pressure in the late stage of foundation building emanated from him, like a big mountain, and the old man who pressed it was out of breath.

"It's... The cultivation in the later stage of foundation building..."The old man said with a red face.

Han Leng withdrew the spiritual pressure and said with a smile, "Can this kind of cultivation enter the Fu Sect?"

The old man paused for a while and said: "At the age of twenty, in the late stage of foundation building, Daoist friends are simply geniuses in the sky, and Fu Zong will definitely accept you, this is Fu Zong's address and token." Fellow Daoist, your imperial weapon technique should be very exquisite, just find the Fu Sect by yourself, I still have to deal with things here. ”

"Thank you. Han Leng arched his hand, and then turned around and walked out of the hall.

He came to Zhao Zhenqi's residence, and Song Wu did not leave here.

"How?" Song Wu asked.

Han Leng said: "Agreed, I'll set off." ”

"Congratulations to Brother Lin for becoming a disciple of Fu Zong, and he will soar in the future, but don't forget to be here. Song Wu hugged his fists.

Han Leng nodded, then turned around and left, he went straight to the city gate, out of the city gate, he took out the map to Fu Zong, and after looking at the direction, he rose to the sky and flew over as a red light.

At noon, Han Leng found the Fu Sect, this sect was built on an oasis, it was huge, and the clouds and mist were shrouded, like a fairyland.

Han Leng fell from the sky and walked to the gate of Fu Zong's mountain.

The disciple at the door asked, "Who is it?"

Han Leng took out the token and said, "I'm here to apprentice, look at this token." ”

The disciple glanced at the token coldly and said, "Outer disciple, if you go in and register, you will know where you live." ”

After speaking, he put Han Leng in, it turned out that the token of the Fu Sect directly gave the identity of the disciple, and the person on Yanmen Island had too low authority, so he could only be arranged among the outer disciples.

Han Leng walked to the registration office and said his real name Han Leng, and the monk who was in charge of recording his name did not have any unusual expression, and after registering, he gave Han Leng a set of clothes for outer disciples and a key to the cultivation room.

"Your cultivation room is in the northernmost part, go ahead. The registered disciple said.

Han Leng put his clothes in the Qiankun bag, and walked in the direction of his cultivation room, this kind of disciple who joins the sect with a token is a lot less troublesome, and it is an outer disciple, so he doesn't need to worship any elders as a teacher, which is something that Han Leng likes very much.

He didn't meet many monks along the way, he walked to his cultivation room, took the key and swiped on the door, the stone door opened by itself, he walked in and changed into the sect's clothes, and immediately sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.

In this place where there is plenty of spiritual energy, he will not let go of any opportunity to cultivate.