After coming out of Tang Hui's cave, Zhang Mo only felt that his back was already drenched in cold sweat, and the burlap clothes were actually stuck to his back because they were soaked in sweat.

You must know that although Tang Hui is unbearable in accepting bribes, he also has the strength of the foundation building period, and Zhang Mo in the past is naturally not afraid, but now his strength is only one level in the qi training period, and the pressure is naturally great.

Tang Hui's two choices were very straightforward: either hand over the marrow cleansing pill in the sect, and then Tang Hui would give some care and some compensation accordingly. If you don't hand over the Myelin Cleansing Pill, then go directly to the world to take care of the forces of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate in the world.

Although this elixir is not a panacea, it has great benefits for beginners, this elixir can wash the marrow and change tendons, improve the physique of beginner disciples and lay a good foundation.

Of course, this marrow cleansing pill also has a title in the rivers and lakes, 'Da Huan Dan', which is the legendary magic pill that can directly increase the power of a jiazi after swallowing.

This myelin cleansing pill is not too powerful for Zhang Mo, he has a better formula for strengthening the foundation of Peiyuan liquid than the myelin cleansing pill, and this myelin cleansing pill formula is too domineering, and a small number of people with poor tolerance will even die of excessive pain during the attack of the myelin cleansing pill, which shows the fierceness of this myelin washing pill.

Although Zhang Mo had an urge to hand over the Myelin Cleansing Pill at the beginning, after a little thought, he gave up this idea and chose the second plan to take care of the forces of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in the world.

Even if he handed over the Purifying Pill, would this narrow-minded Uncle Tang let himself go? He would definitely give himself small shoes to wear, and his life in Wanjianmen would not be too easy at that time, so it would be better to go directly to the world and get out of his sight.

Moreover, Zhang Mo was also worried that he couldn't go out at will, because the Guben Peiyuan Liquid he wanted to configure needed some relatively ordinary medicinal materials, and in the previous life, Zhang Mo was able to form a Jindan with scattered cultivation and also relied on this Guben Peiyuan Liquid to soak his body.

However, if it was in the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, Zhang Mo would not dare to configure this solid Peiyuan liquid at will, because this formula was one of the pills obtained from the remains of an ancient alchemist that he accidentally discovered, this configuration method has long been lost, and the requirements for the medicinal materials of this configuration are not high, if it flows to the outside, it will definitely set off a bloody storm.

The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty.

Zhang Mo was betrayed by his best friend in his previous life because of an anonymous immortal recipe and finally reincarnated by the soldiers, since recovering his memory, Zhang Mo has been warning himself in his heart, think twice before doing everything, and be careful and careful.

Originally, according to the regulations of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, disciples in the Qi refining period were not allowed to go out at will, and Zhang Mo had to find another way to collect medicinal materials, but now it seems that he is not needed, but he has completely offended Tang Hui for this.

Although Zhang Mo was standing outside the cave and being illuminated by the sun, he still felt a little chill in his heart, recalling the murderous intent on Tang Hui's body when he chose the second path, at that moment Zhang Mo was almost certain that Tang Hui was going to do something to himself, but in the end, he didn't know why he still let himself go.

At this time, Tang Hui was playing with a small black sword in his hand, this was his magic weapon Moyu Sword, just now he really had the urge to directly destroy the country boy standing in front of him.

This time, he got a hundred-year-old humanoid He Shou Wu, and promised the Sun family who worshiped the humanoid He Shou Wu to recommend the eldest son and grandson of their clan to enter the Wanjian Gate, but who would have thought that Zhang Mo would be born out of thin air and win a place.

Wanjianmen stipulates that the number of disciples recruited each year is a fixed number, and if there is an emergency similar to Zhang Mo, one will be subtracted from the recommended people to balance the number.

Although Tang Hui had already explained the matter in the Sun family, the head of the Sun family also expressed his understanding reasonably, so Tang Hui agreed to get a myelin-washing pill for the eldest son and grandson of the Sun family, so that even if the eldest son and grandson of the Sun family could not enter the Wanjianmen, with the myelin cleansing pill to change their physique, they could accept it in their hearts.

It's just that Tang Hui, who was originally full of confidence, didn't expect Zhang Mo to refuse, so that the marrow cleansing pill promised to the Sun family would be gone, but Tang Hui's words had already been spoken, so naturally he couldn't break his promise, otherwise who would dare to pay tribute to him in the future?

Therefore, this marrow cleansing pill can only be Tang Hui himself, this kind of depressed thing made Tang Hui almost go out on the spot and destroy Zhang Mo, but he still forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and sent Zhang Mo away.

The reason is naturally that Zhang Mo has become a registered disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect does not allow the disciples in the sect to kill each other, especially in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

And in a few days, Zhang Mo will meet with the master of the sect, and the master will refine the natal jade plate for him, through this natal jade card, Wanjianmen will be able to know whether the disciples under him are alive or dead.

This is also a means shared by the general sect of cultivating immortals, and when you are a newcomer, you will be given a marrow cleansing pill, and then you will refine the natal jade plate later, all of which will create a feeling that the sect attaches great importance to you, will give you all the resources, and treat you like a mountain.

Through a series of rituals, a new disciple can develop a good impression of the sect as soon as possible, so that the disciples in the sect can have a sense of belonging to the sect.

"Huangkou Xiao'er!" Tang Hui suddenly showed a smile and said, "I don't think I need to do it, as long as I tell the Sun family that you robbed their precious grandson of the opportunity to cultivate immortals, they will definitely solve you for me, so that I don't have to bother, and afterwards I can also threaten the Sun family to get more benefits in the name of avenging the disciples in the door, kill two birds with one stone, tsk, when the time comes, the Sun family will not be played by me, and the best medicinal materials will naturally be at my disposal." ”

As soon as he thought of the wonders, Tang Hui couldn't help but laugh out loud, but this laughter was as terrifying as a night owl, fortunately, there were formations and sound insulation between the caves, otherwise his laughter would definitely make others fearful.

And Zhang Mo naturally didn't know that Tang Hui was already using the so-called Sun family to calculate him, and at the same time, he was also calculating the Sun family who was using it.

At this time, Zhang Mo was planning to get something to protect himself in case of emergency, otherwise with his current strength, even those innate masters in the world could take his life.

And what Zhang Mo can rely on now is a low-level attack talisman, and this low-level attack talisman requires some rune paper, cinnabar and spirit beast blood to refine.

However, fortunately, the new disciples who have just started can receive five low-grade spirit stones, which makes Zhang Mo have enough capital to buy the things he needs, after all, things like rune paper and cinnabar for refining low-level attack talismans are not expensive.

Because the Ten Thousand Swords Sect restricts disciples during the Qi Refining Period from entering and leaving at will, there will be a small trading market within the sect, and the trading methods of the market are carried out in the form of spirit stones and bartering.

The market was set up at the foot of the main peak of Wanjianmen, and in order not to attract the attention of others, Zhang Mo also did not want to be recognized by others as a newcomer and be wronged, so he put on the robe issued to him when passing by a small forest.

This robe is woven with ice silk, and at the same time embedded with some spirit animal fur, although it is not a particularly good thing, but it is not only warm in winter and cool in summer, but also can be basically ignored for some ordinary injuries of swords and axes, if it is in the world, I am afraid it is a great treasure.

Otherwise, it would not be said that immortals fought mortals and suffered disasters, although immortal cultivators are not immortals, but they often have abilities that ordinary people can hardly imagine, and the things on their bodies are naturally treasures in the eyes of ordinary people.

A bluestone-paved avenue was bustling with people, and if it weren't for the fact that they were all dressed in the same style of robes and with a long sword on their backs, everyone would have thought that this was just an ordinary market in the world.

Zhang Mo was wearing a cyan robe, with his hands behind his back, and his bronzed face showed a resolute and resolute expression, and anyone who saw it would exclaim: What a good man.

It's just that a touch of fluff on his lips betrays his age, and he's the only one in the bazaar who doesn't have a sword on his back.

The flower of the flock!

This feeling of being stared at by everyone made Zhang Mo, even if he was reincarnated, a little unbearable, his face was slightly red, and his hands behind his back were also a little sweaty.

Of course, on the surface, Zhang Mo still showed a very calm look, and there was not much gaffe.

Seeing this, everyone didn't pay attention to Zhang Mo, and turned around and went back.

Zhang Mo slowed down and carefully looked at the internal market of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, this market does not have any shops, everyone puts things on the ground covered with cloth, and if they like it, they will go up directly to ask the price, if they are negotiated, they will directly take the spirit stone to deliver or exchange it for things, simple and clear, because it is the internal market of the sect, so there is no such thing as fraud and robbery.

"This little junior brother has just come to the market. A slightly obscene voice sounded, and before Zhang Mo could react, he was put on his shoulders by a pair of big hands, and at the same time he smelled a strong smell of wine. "In Xiahutu, the nickname is drunk, if you want to buy anything, I can find it for you. ”

"You don't have the money to drink again, this junior brother doesn't want to be deceived by him, this guy specializes in deceiving new disciples to exchange the spirit stones for wine and drink. ”

"Little junior brother, be careful. ”

Before Hutu had a chance to speak again, several people gathered around him and said, all with mocking expressions on their faces, all of them showing disdain and mockery.

Hu Tu's face turned red, the green tendons on his hands bulged, and Zhang Mo, who was being held, felt Hu Tu's chest rise and fall violently, but after a while, he could only lower his head gloomily and sighed softly: "How can you solve your worries, only Du Kang!"

Zhang Mo looked at Hu Tu, who was about to leave, and suddenly said, "Senior Brother Hu, won't you take me to buy something?"

Hu Tu was shocked when he heard Zhang Mo's words, and his eyes were slightly red, but the moment he turned around, he returned to normal, walked over with a smile and asked, "I don't know what the little junior brother wants to buy? This time I will take you to see things at no cost, it can be regarded as a meeting gift for you as a senior brother!"

A gust of wind blew Hutu's left sleeve, it turned out that Hutu's left arm was somehow gone, and a person with a broken arm had basically been cut off from his path in cultivation, because many spells required both hands to form mudras, and it was impossible to cast one hand, which was one of the reasons why Hutu would be willing to fall and other disciples despise him.