Dong Xiaoping returned to his small room.

Watching the lights in the alley shine through the windows into the house, he felt a touch of warmth.

Since harvesting that "treasure clothes", he has only tested it for a while, and has not tried it on yet, so he can try it on when he has nothing to do.

He took out the "treasure clothes" from his backpack, spread them on the bed, and carefully observed them before and after, trying to see if it also had a switch.

For a spiritual weapon to be used by mortals, it needs to design switches. Although Dong Xiaoping is now a monk and can be powered by a spiritual weapon, if he accidentally turns off the switch, it will make it ineffective.

After a while, at the back collar of the clothes, he found a few small words "Silver Soft Armor-Chen Shuming", Dong Xiaoping guessed: This dress is called Silver Soft Armor, and Chen Shuming should be a garment master.

Dong Xiaoping searched inside and out several times, however, except for the small words behind the collar, he didn't find anything else. He thought to himself: Without a mechanism, could it be that this spiritual weapon is passively triggered, so it doesn't need to be switched? It should be like this, after all, this is a defensive spiritual weapon.

After pondering carefully for a while, Dong Xiaoping found that there was not much spiritual energy left in this silver soft armor, and his explosive stick was also empty. I thought, since I am a monk and already have a little cultivation, does that mean that I can also charge the spiritual weapon?

Thinking of this, he decided to give it a try!

So, he first picked up the silver soft armor, and then drove the aura in his body to inject into it.

When the aura first came into contact with the silver soft armor, Dong Xiaoping found that the aura he was driving seemed to have encountered obstacles, and it seemed to be blocked by an invisible force.

"Wow! what a big resistance!" said to himself.

He was taken aback, this resistance was greater than the resistance of two inches and seven of the mana ruler, that was the highest result of his ten-day cultivation, and the resistance of this silver soft armor was estimated to be equal to three or four inches of the mana ruler.

In addition, he also found that his cultivation had regressed a lot. I thought that it took too much time to do other things on this day, and too little time to cultivate, so "if you don't advance, you will retreat"!

Hehe, this "Against the Water Heart Law" pit dad attributes!

Dong Xiaoping wants to quickly choose another Dao method to major in now, this "Against the Water Heart Method" has no future at all, just practice casually to deal with Zhao Yuan.

Although the cultivation is not enough and the resistance is great, the aura can still be injected more or less, of course, very slowly.

After about two hours, Mo finally filled up the silver soft armor.

Thinking that the blaster is the only lethal weapon he has now, and he may need it to save his life at any time, so Dong Xiaoping continued to charge the blaster, anyway, the night is very long, and he doesn't have to sleep.

The resistance of the blasting stick is also about the same, it seems that it is not that the silver soft armor is difficult to charge, but that his own cultivation is too low.

After more than three hours, the sky was already bright, and the blaster was finally recharged.

But it's not that the spiritual energy of the blasting stick is full, but that the spiritual energy in his spiritual root is not enough. Although it wasn't fully filled, he estimated that the psionic energy inside could be used at least three times.

Feeling a little sleepy, he slowed down and fell asleep.

After waking up, he originally planned to report to the council hall today, but when he was about to go out, he suddenly thought of a question: if the test results are generally a registered disciple, forget it, if his qualifications are good and become a formal disciple, then it will not be inconvenient to act in the future, and there is a risk of being exposed nine times out of ten.

Qingbomen's management of registered disciples is very loose, but the management of formal disciples is very strict, and when the time comes, it will definitely be strange to find out that he has cultivated two Dao Methods, after all, the cultivation of Dao Laws cannot be superimposed, who will practice two Dao Laws at the same time?

When the time comes, the matter with Zhao Yuan will be exposed, once it is exposed, Zhao Yuan will definitely kill him to vent his anger, especially because of Dong Xiaoping.

So, for the sake of safety, he plans to become a registered disciple first, so that even if your cultivation is as slow as a snail, no one will care about you. It wasn't until I was sure that I wouldn't be discovered, and then I found another opportunity to find a way to become a formal disciple. Ge Xiaoyue once said to him that the Qingbo Sect arranged for all its disciples to have an upward channel. Dong Xiaoping is quite satisfied with the fact that he can compete for posts.

He put on his silver soft armor, pinned the blaster to his trouser leg, and went downstairs.

Dong Xiaoping planned to go directly to the Immortal Hall.

With a letter of introduction, if you don't know the spiritual root, you can directly register as a registered disciple in the Immortal Book Hall. This was previously known from Ge Xiaoyue's narrative charter.

Passing by a restaurant, he hesitated for a moment.

He had injected spiritual energy into the spiritual weapon before, and in the past two days, he was busy running around and tired of cultivating, and the spiritual energy he had originally cultivated was basically exhausted, and now he had no spiritual energy at all in his spiritual roots. Thinking of this pit person's "anti-water mental method", "don't enter" even if he doesn't enter, he still regresses, he is really aggrieved in his heart.

It is absolutely impossible for the aura to be self-generated, it must be absorbed and stored, although he doesn't know any spells at all, but he has always liked to be prepared, and it is better to have the aura on his body than nothing, so he wants to fill the aura.

According to Dong Xiaoping's current understanding, one way to replenish spiritual energy is to go to the cemetery or Chaoxiatai to cultivate, but the amount is too small, and it takes too much time; another option is to eat a meal of spiritual food, after all, he has just received a "salary" now, and he is naturally not short of money in his hands. As for the future, let's talk about it later, we have to live in the present.

So, he looked at the luxuriously decorated three-story restaurant in front of him, and thought: Such a big restaurant, there should be spiritual food to sell in it! But it's too early in the day, and I don't know if it's ready to open?

The side door of the Juxiang Building was originally open, but it was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man covered in silk appeared at the door.

As soon as the middle-aged man saw Dong Xiaoping standing outside, he immediately smiled and greeted, "Master, you're early, you're here for breakfast, right?"

Without waiting for Dong Xiaoping to speak, the middle-aged man continued: "I'm really sorry, this door is blown by the wind. Please come in!

As he spoke, he nodded and asked Dong Xiaoping to enter through the side door.

There is only one guy cleaning in the lobby of the restaurant, I am afraid that it is still early, and there are no guests. Looking around, I saw only two people dressed as monks coming down from the second floor. Under the leadership of the middle-aged man, Dong Xiaoping was walking towards the entrance of the building, passing by the two monks.

The middle-aged man led him upstairs, but the second floor was empty and there was no one.

When I got to the third floor, I saw that there were quite a lot of people! Except for a few busy men, most of them were monks, and some of them were carrying weapons and bags, and it seemed that they might be traveling, and they probably had some tasks.

After arriving at an empty table and sitting down on a stool, the middle-aged man immediately handed him a menu.

Seeing this, Dong Xiaoping was really taken aback. Even if he hadn't seen the real thing yet, he could be sure that the food on this menu was definitely spiritual food, because the price was too expensive. The average is three taels of silver, which is almost the same as Ge Xiaoyue's monthly salary. Some are even denominated in Mithril, either for one or two for Mithril. This is the price of a proper seven-star hotel in the 21st century!

One tael is equal to ten cents, and one penny is equal to ten.

At this price, a dish or two is almost the price of a boiling blood plant.

If it weren't for the fact that so many people were dining here, Dong Xiaoping would definitely suspect that this was a black shop.

He ordered two bowls of Linggu porridge, two taels of silver and one bowl, and it cost a total of four taels.

Linggu porridge goes down to the stomach, and as the food is digested, the aura is gradually produced in the body. There is no need to deliberate, the spiritual root naturally absorbs and stores these spiritual energy.

According to his estimate, the aura produced by these two bowls of Linggu porridge should be able to fill his spiritual root, but the process will be relatively slow.

He did the math in his heart, and found that it was much more cost-effective for him to charge the spirit weapon than to go to the spirit weapon shop, and it took five taels of silver to fill a blasting stick last time. The aura stored in the four taels of spiritual food this time, according to the calculation of the last charge, is basically enough to fill a blasting stick and half of the silver soft armor.

Thinking of this expensive spiritual food, Dong Xiaoping didn't even let go of a grain of rice, and ate the two bowls of Linggu porridge cleanly.

When he came to the Immortal Book Hall, he happened to see Ge Xiaoyue open the door.

Dong Xiaoping originally thought that Ge Xiaoyue would not recognize him if he was dressed like a dog now, but she only glanced up and recognized him.

"Wow, Brother Dong, you're so handsome! Eh, but this is a monk's uniform, right?" Ge Xiaoyue praised at first, and then wondered.

"Hey, yes. ”

So, Dong Xiaoping talked about his spiritual root, and took out a letter of introduction written by Qin Chuyu and asked her to help him register as a registered disciple.

"Wow! I didn't expect you to really open the spiritual root! Last time I thought you were joking!" Ge Xiaoyue exclaimed again and again, reaching out to take the letter of introduction. Then he suddenly stood up, made a gesture of rules, looked at Dong Xiaoping with a smile and said, "Master Master~ Xiaoyue will help you register, please wait." ”

"Don't, it's goosebumps, let's call me Brother Dong!"

"That~ that's what you said! Don't hold me accountable for being disrespectful in the future. Ge Xiaoyue smiled slyly.

After Ge Xiaoyue finished the registration work, she gave him a Qingbo disciple token with two small characters on it, "Registered".

"Ah, today happens to be the first day of October! It's still early, you should hurry up and report to the West Market Yindao Hall! If you miss today, you can only wait for another ten days. ”

Although Dong Xiaoping didn't know what the place was in the Dao Hall, he thought that it should be a similar place to the Dao Hall, except that one was for the registered disciples and the other was for the official disciples.

Xiu Xian is a race against time, he didn't want to delay for ten days, so he immediately took his leave and called a boat to go to Xishi.

Although the West Market is not as lively as the East Market, the streets are also full of people. After the guidance of passers-by, Dong Xiaoping quickly found the Guiding Hall.

The hall is not big, and there is only one middle-aged person on duty in it, and he should be a mortal when he looks dressed.

Dong Xiaoping stepped forward to explain his intentions, and after listening to it, the man actually took out a lottery holder, shook it a few times at will, and then signaled him to draw lots.

What are you doing by drawing lots? Dong Xiaoping didn't react for a while.

Seeing that Dong Xiaoping was stunned, he explained: "This lottery is to determine which tutor you are under the sect, and every named disciple must draw this lot. ”

Dong Xiaoping speculated that the mentor should be a monk who was responsible for managing and teaching the named disciples.

He didn't have a choice, so he drew a lot at random, and the sign said "Seventy-Nine", but he didn't know what it meant.

The man took a bookbook and flipped through it for a while, and then said, "Your mentor has set the meeting place at the Qingshui Teahouse, today is the first day of the tenth month, and it happens to be the assembly, so it's too late to go now, so hurry up." ”

Seeing that Dong Xiaoping didn't know the way, the man showed him the way.