In front of an attic with a decent style, Han Ming stood upright, he looked up at the somewhat deserted attic, and then looked at the quaint token in his hand, and then raised his feet and walked inside!

Before he stepped into the threshold of this attic, an old man of half a hundred appeared in front of Han Ming, squinting at Han Ming with a pair of small eyes, with some doubts in his eyes.

"What are you doing here, kid, are you a disciple of this sect, why are you now recruiting the sixth layer of Qi cultivation!" the old man frowned, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face!

Han Ming's divine sense swept slightly over the old man's body, and he found that he couldn't see the old man's cultivation at all, but he felt that there was a faint coercion coming from the old man's body, which made him a little depressed!

When Han Ming came to this sundries pavilion, he was naturally prepared, and he had already inquired about the situation here, knowing that this sundries pavilion was managed by a monk in the foundation building period, and he thought that this was the monk in the foundation building period!

"Disciple Han Ming visited his uncle, his nephew had indeed recently entered the sect, and at this time, the identity token of the disciple!" Han Ming handed the token in his hand forward!

The old man glanced at the token in Han Ming's hand, but he didn't reach out to take it, but with a one-handed move, the token flew into his hand on its own!

"The identity card is real, you can come in with me!" the old man coldly dropped a sentence, turned around and walked towards the inside of the attic!

Han Ming couldn't help frowning when he saw the old man turn to leave, he recalled it and found that there was nothing wrong with his words, and he hadn't offended this senior uncle before, but why did this senior uncle's attitude towards him be a little bad!

Wondering, Han Ming didn't dare to have any slackness on his feet, he still followed the old man's footsteps quickly, and followed into the attic, who made the cultivation of the family not comparable to him at all!

"Judging from the appearance, your spiritual roots are extremely mixed, even among the pseudo-spiritual roots, you can be regarded as inferior, and you are also at the bottom of the sect! Besides, your cultivation is only the sixth level of Qi cultivation, and you want to find some cultivators in the sect who are lower than you, except for those teenagers with good talents, I'm afraid there is no one who is lower than you! I don't care how you entered the sect! But according to the rules of the sect, all resources are allocated according to talent, so your resources are not too many today? Do you have any objections!" The old man glanced at Han Ming, and there wasn't much expression on his face!

Hearing what the old man said, although Han Ming had expected it, he was still uncomfortable in his heart at this time, but there was still no dissatisfaction on his face, just bowed respectfully, lowered his head and said, "Yes, the senior nephew does not have any dissatisfaction!"

"Well, it's quite familiar, this is what you should get at the beginning, confirm, a medium-grade spirit weapon flame knife, a low-level tripartite storage bag, a low-level flying magic weapon Qingye Zhou, five spirit stones, a bottle of Qi Condensation Pill used to refine the mana of the Qi cultivation period, three sets of dust shelter clothes for the sect, and some mundane sundries!" The old man casually threw a small gray bag at Han Ming, and then turned his head and stopped paying attention to Han Ming.

Hearing the old man's explanation, Han Ming was in a bad mood and became excited again, he really didn't expect that it had already been allocated according to the not very high specifications, and there would be flying magic weapons and storage bags.

Han Ming had been coveting the two magic weapons of flying magic weapons and storage bags for a long time, and he had been trying to get one or two through some means, but he never had the opportunity, which really made him envy the immortal cultivators who had these two magic weapons for a long time!

Looking at the bag in his hand, Han Ming couldn't hold back the surprise in his heart, and hurriedly probed his divine sense into it and checked the contents of this storage bag!

Han Ming was not too unfamiliar with the storage bag, because he had knocked a lot of common sense in the immortal cultivation world to that Xu surnamed Sanxiu before, and there was information about this storage bag.

Most immortal cultivators will have a lot of belongings, such as magic weapons and pills and other things, although these items are small individually, they are not enough to fit in a little space, so I don't know how many thousands of years ago, some immortal cultivators refined the magic weapon of the storage bag!

The purpose of the storage bag is to carry items, although the storage bag does not look big, but the internal space is really not small, some high-end storage bags can reach hundreds of square internal space, and it is more than enough to hold the materials the size of a house!

What's more, the storage bag can isolate the detection of the divine sense, and legend has it that even a monk above the god level cannot forcibly break through the prohibition of the storage bag and detect the items stored inside someone else's storage bag!

However, the storage bag has a flaw, that is, it cannot hold living things, even if you forcibly put a living thing inside, and when you take it out, the living thing will become a dead thing because of the strong space distortion force!

The way to put items into the storage bag is very simple, just inject mana into the storage bag, and then use the divine sense to lock the item to be accessed, and use the divine sense to pull the item in it.

Removing items from a storage bag is similar to depositing an item, just dip your Divine Sense into it and use your Divine Sense to pull the item out!

After probing his divine sense into the storage bag, Han Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he probed the items inside, and after about ten breaths, he raised his head, arched his hand slightly at the old man, and said, "The items in the bag are no different from what Uncle Shi said!"

"Hmm!" the old man nodded, casually turning the identity token in his hand, and then together with the magic trick in his hand, a yellow aura flashed into the token in his hand!

The antique token floated in the air, faintly emitting a milky white light, and at the same time, the surface of the token softened, as if it had become liquid metal!

The old man glanced at Han Ming and said slowly, "Write your name into the token, and from then on, you will officially become a disciple of my Ascension Star Sect!"

When Han Ming heard the old man's words, he immediately unfolded his divine sense, pulled the spiritual light on the token and wrote the word Han Ming, and then withdrew his divine sense!

At this time, the magic trick in the old man's hand flashed again, and the light of the token floating in the air suddenly retracted, and it suddenly fell from the air and fell straight into Han Ming's hand.

Han Ming looked at the token again, but found that the softened surface just now had hardened, and the pattern on it had not changed, the only thing that had changed was that there were two more small characters in the lower left corner, which was the word Han Ming that he had just written.

"Okay, you've got the things, and the identity card has been checked, you can leave!" The old man turned his head and didn't look at Han Ming anymore!

"Yes, the nephew is retiring!" Han Ming bowed his hand slightly, and walked towards the door.

"Hmph, I don't know how such a poor spiritual root qualification can be mixed into the sect for such a realm of cultivation, and he has also obtained the identity of an inner disciple. Pity my nephew, both the spiritual root and the cultivation are above this son, although I only entered the sect through my connection, but now he is only a disciple of the outer sect!" After Han Ming left, the old man whispered a few words unwillingly, and his face was very unpleasant.

Han Ming naturally didn't know that the old man was dissatisfied with the fact that he was an inner disciple, and at this time he was speeding up his pace and walking towards the peak of the mountain where the library pavilion was located.

At this time, Han Ming's steps were a little floating, it can be said that he was full of excitement, he got a coveted storage bag, and a flying leaf magic weapon, he was quite excited in his heart, and now he wanted to rush back to his stone room to test these magic weapons!

As the saying goes, the Lookout Mountain runs a dead horse, and the Miscellaneous Pavilion and the Library Pavilion are located on two completely different peaks, and there are several other peaks between the two peaks, as well as a small lake, which is not too close.

Now that he is within the range of the Ascending Star Sect, it is not good to spread his legs and run, and he can't fly in the air, so he can only walk forward on two legs, this mountain road is not difficult for Han Ming, after all, the eastward journey has traveled a lot more in the past five years than this.

The only thing that made Han Ming a little depressed was that although he didn't feel tired when he walked back on just two legs, it took a lot of time, and he returned to the library pavilion when it was almost sunset!

After returning to the library pavilion, Han Ming glanced at the old man surnamed Duanmu who was lying on the table and was asleep, it was the same as when he went to the utility pavilion in the morning, and he didn't even change his sleeping position, Han Ming shook his head, and raised his feet and walked towards the underground passage.

Han Ming didn't understand this Duanmu Uncle very much, this Duanmu Uncle Duanmu's spiritual root seemed to be very good, and his cultivation resources didn't seem to be bad, but Duanmu Master was sleeping all day long, and he didn't want to cultivate at all, could it be that someone really didn't care so much about immortality!

Han Ming asked himself, if he had Uncle Duanmu's spiritual root qualifications, the avenue could be expected, where would he still think about sleeping all day long, even if he didn't think it was enough to spend all his time eating on cultivation, how could he waste so much time all day long, wouldn't this Uncle Duanmu not be afraid that one day, his longevity would come to an end and sit down!

Even if this Uncle Duanmu doesn't want to live forever, he just wants to enjoy a lifetime of freedom and happiness, then he can go to the world, he has nothing to want, money, beauty, power, and what he wants, he can't get it, he is a cultivator in the foundation building period!

Before entering the passage, Han Ming glanced at the old man Duanmu lying on the table again, and couldn't help but sigh, he really couldn't compare to others! Then he stepped into the passage and walked towards his small stone house.

But then again, this Uncle Duanmu is really good, he remembered that Han Ming had only joined the sect and was not familiar with all affairs, so he gave Han Ming a month to adapt.

During this month, Han Ming was a free man, and he didn't have to manage all the affairs of the Library Pavilion, and after this month, he needed to take on the task of supervising the Library Pavilion!