Wang Dingzhou couldn't help asking, "Why did Senior Brother say this?"

After admiring and appreciating the front foot, the atmosphere has just improved, why did the back foot change the wind and start to regret it again?

The cultivator who said "It's a pity" said: "It's the same as our sect leader, it belongs to the first-class sword refining method, and your palace can be called 'Breaking and Killing', and it is also a top-notch palace! Although you have the talent of sword refining, you are not a disciple of my hundred villages, otherwise ......."

"Let's go!"

As soon as they said this, the four of them felt bored, waved their hands and flew away from the Destruction Hall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The four of them belong to the main courtyard, which sounds much more advanced than the new courtyard to which everyone belongs, and it seems that their strength is much stronger than everyone else.

In fact, it was just an advantage of getting started a few years earlier, and if you really calculated it, the strength of the "Golden Spirit Palace" was not necessarily much stronger than that of the "Destruction Palace".

For a cultivator, what is a few years?

It's just a time for retreat and practice.

"Xinyuan" and "Zhengyuan" represent "newcomers" and "old people", and do not mean "weak" and "strong".

Jin Lu put Wang Dingzhou in the "Destruction Palace", which shows that he has put a lot of thought into it!

That being said, the Dao of the four of them is just refining qi and breaking through the realm, but the identity gap is too big, and the cultivators of the Destruction Hall lack confidence, so they didn't even say a word from beginning to end.

I only heard Wang Dingzhou say it alone.

After the four of them left, all the cultivators of the "Breaking and Killing Palace" spoke out one after another, full of praise for Wang Dingzhou.

"Senior Brother Dingzhou is doing well!"

"The disciples of the hundred villages in the main courtyard are all interested in befriending Senior Brother Dingzhou, and Senior Brother's future is limitless!"

"I really envy Senior Brother for having the talent to cultivate sword qi!"

......

A group of people made no secret of their envy for Wang Dingzhou.

Everyone knows very well that cultivators from the outside world who don't have sword qi want to integrate into the Sword God Sect, and if they can't cultivate sword qi, how can they be worthy of the word "Sword God"?

Always just an "outsider".

It is not unusual for them to have a certain understanding of the Sword God Sect.

The talent of the cultivator comes partly from nature, but most of it comes from the bloodline, the so-called planting melons get melons and planting beans and get beans, the talent of the ancestors is weak, and the talent of the descendants is often not strong.

Like Wang Dingzhou, it is not common for people who are born low but have high talents, so the level of talent of a cultivator often directly represents the nobility of birth.

Everyone was able to enter the "Destruction Palace", naturally it was impossible for them to come from a remote area like the "Puyang Realm".

Because of this, they were even more afraid of the disciples of the hundred villages, and they also admired Wang Dingzhou even more.

In the sky, the position of the three pure yang stars unconsciously moved upwards for a distance, and a small half of the stars were submerged in the spiritual mist, and the light of Su Xingtian was also slightly dimmed.

In the face of the compliments of the cultivators, Yao Feng couldn't keep his mouth shut with a smile on his face, he had been in the Puyang world for so many years, and he was often bullied, so would he think of today's majesty?

Although he has also been complimented in the Nayu Realm, most of the cultivators in the Nayu Realm are not as good as themselves, how can they be compared to the cultivators of the "Destruction and Killing Palace"?

Wang Dingzhou smiled lightly: "You have won the award, the hour is not early, let's go back to the room to rest!"

"Let's go!"

"Together, together!"

None of them refused.

The corridor leading to the room was on both sides of the Destruction Hall, and everyone was waving on the corridor, and the atmosphere of dozens of people was quite eager.

The door to the room appears to be an ordinary stone.

The gray fluttering two zhang high and one zhang wide, Wang Dingzhou stretched out his hand to push, and there was a feeling of numbness in his palm, but he didn't push it.

A piece of information came to Wang Dingzhou's sea of knowledge.

It is a mantra of confession.

Wang Dingzhou passed the spell to Yao Feng, and the two mastered it in a moment, and then cast a spell to force out a drop of blood and melt it into the door.

A flash of light flashed on the stone door.

The room confesses to the Lord.

Wang Dingzhou's mind moved, and the stone door moved to the side, and the front was a hall with a radius of dozens of zhang.

On the side of the circular hall are two rooms.

Wang Dingzhou said: "Xiaofeng, see you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow!"

The room was very quiet, and suddenly entering such an environment, Yao Feng suddenly felt tired, yawned and entered his room.

The only hard bed in the room!

On the bed were a robe, a sword, a storage weapon, and a token engraved with the sword.

"...... Uproar"

With a shake of his hand, the uniform was stretched out.

The faint light flowed, and it turned out to be a magic weapon at the level of a five-grade imperial soldier!

The whole body of the Taoist uniform is white, as white as the spiritual mist of Kyushu.

On the white robe, the dull curves outline the continuous mountains, the lines are very light, so it looks like nothing, the hem and cuffs of the clothes, plated with cirrus gold edges, and the heart part is embroidered with an inch of sword.

"This service ......"

The robes of the disciples of the four hundred villages are very similar to his, but the lines are outlined, but they are continuous low houses, which at first glance look like a village.

“...... What does the village look like? Does it represent the identity of a disciple of a hundred villages?"

Wang Dingzhou gradually felt the difference between the cultivators in the outside world and the disciples of the hundred villages.

The Taoist uniform was worn on the body, it looked a little bigger, Wang Dingzhou forced out a drop of blood, and refined the Taoist uniform.

The space for storing magic weapons is dozens of times larger than what Wang Dingzhou is using now.

Wang Dingzhou immediately refined it.

One sword left!

It is not appropriate to say that it is a sword, but it is more appropriate to say that it is a "sword blank".

The composition of the sword blank is unknown, or Wang Dingzhou's knowledge is too shallow, and he can't see the depth of the sword blank at all, it is not a pure material, but refined, and many ingredients are mixed in it.

Divine consciousness permeated, and Wang Dingzhou comprehended the ingredients of the sword blank.

"Tuk Tuk ......"

There was a knock on the door.

The formation in Wang Dingzhou's room did not rise, and the voice was very distinct.

"Dingzhou, did you sleep?"

"No, come in!"

Wang Dingzhou's heart moved, the stone door of the room was pushed open, and Yao Feng walked in.

He was wearing the same Taoist uniform as Wang Dingzhou, looking very energetic, holding a sword in his hand, the sword was flickering with cold light, and the texture was not lower than that of the Taoist uniform!

"Dingzhou, the Sword God Sect is worthy of being the Sword God Sect, and on the first day of entry, three pieces of five-grade imperial soldiers were given, tsk...... What's the use of me holding a sword, huh? Isn't yours a sword?"

Yao Feng's gaze fell on the sword blank.

As soon as Wang Dingzhou's mind turned, he understood the meaning of the sect.

Yao Feng didn't have the talent to cultivate sword qi, so he directly gave the sword, and if he didn't use it and didn't care about it, the cultivators of the Sword God Sect must be equipped with a sword!

And he had the talent to cultivate sword qi, so he gave the sword blank to increase the grade of his sword.

"Buzz ......"

Wang Dingzhou's sword floated in the palm of his hand, making a soft buzz.

"Try it!"

The sect will not put a sword blank here for no reason, and their guesses are almost the same, and they will know when they ask tomorrow.