Chapter 43: Lingge Peak

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Although Gu Han looked very kind, the little thing didn't appreciate his affection, and the little cheeks puffed up, and he wanted to give him a shuttle again.

"Brother Chu, Brother Chu, don't you educate me? Hey, don't be so rude, children!" Gu Han was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly asked for help from Chu He.

Xiao Bai can compete with a third-level demon beast without falling behind, with Gu Han's cultivation, it is really no match for it, if it wasn't for the mercy of the blow just now, Gu Han would have already turned into a popsicle.

"Ha Luha, who told you to be open-mouthed, okay Xiaobai, don't bully Uncle Blame. Chu He saw Gu Han's embarrassment, and laughed for a while, which was the only way to stop Xiaobai from going crazy again.

"What a powerful little guy, have you made a blood contract with it?" Gu Han saw that it had calmed down, so he dared to approach Chu He and ask.

"The Blood Contract? Not yet, what's the use?" After Gu Han mentioned it, Chu He remembered.

Listening to Gu Han's eloquent words, Chu He is the one who knows the way:

The Blood Pact is universally applied between monks and spirit animals. Once signed, the loyalty of the spirit beast will increase greatly, and the two can also have a bit of heart-to-heart communication similar to a magic weapon, which can greatly improve the combat power of the two.

There are some sects that specialize in resisting hundreds of beasts as soldiers, and all beasts are flying together, and they are extremely powerful in large-scale battles, and they can be invincible with one when ten are hundreds.

Generally select spirit beasts, of course, the higher the grade, the higher the potential, the better, like Xiaobai, not long after being born, a spirit beast that can fight with a third-level demon beast, the future potential is very large, and it is worth taking under his command.

After hearing that Chu He was very moved, he immediately went out with him and went straight to the Jing Pavilion to see if there was any better blood contract spell.

The Jing Pavilion is a place that specializes in providing all kinds of formulas, and generally provides the methods below the innate realm, and if you want to read them, you have to deduct your own contribution points. There are also the tricks of the innate realm, but the contribution points of the sect that are required are scared to death, and the disciples who are not entering the innate realm can't accumulate so much at all.

The calculation of the contribution points of the sect is generally based on the completion of the sect's release task. The more difficult the task, the more contribution points you get.

The role of contribution points does not stop there, and you can also exchange spirit stone magic weapons and other things in a special place in the faction, which is simply omnipotent.

In every way, contribution points are relatively positive things. Many disciples with low qualifications are loyal to the sect and devote their blood and sweat to accumulate contribution points and make their future path further.

And Chu He now has fifty-six contribution points in his hands, and he has only spent two months in this process, which is very scary to calculate, and many inner disciples may not have so many contribution points in a year.

When he knew this number, Gu Han pouted his tongue and said with emotion: "Damn, how did you do it? ”

Before, Chu He desperately took on the task on the Pull Jade, and in addition to paying attention to the reward of the spirit stone, he really didn't notice this tail thing. Since watering the spiritual field is a small task, completing six tasks can only be exchanged for one contribution point, who knows that Lu Dao Chu He has saved so many contribution points from this chicken rib task.

The place where the Jing Pavilion is located is on a mountain peak called Lingge, next to Lingxiu Peak.

The more you fly inside, the more majestic and ethereal the peaks you see.

There were showers of rain in the mountains from time to time, and when I flew closer, it was suddenly pouring down.

The two of them hurriedly propped up the body protection spirit element and kept the rain out, Xiaobai stood on the shoulder of Chu He and shouted "Yi Ya Ya" from time to time, he had clearly never seen such a strange scene in front of him, and he looked very excited all the way.

A little raindrop slapped on the Lingyuan shield, and the high-speed escape threw it into a mist, forming a mist trail behind the body. ...,

It's just a dozen breaths, and those giant peaks that can be seen from a distance are approaching, only to see two huge peaks pressing like the gate of heaven, these giant peaks can only be looked up, where is there half a point to dare to climb.

Due to the abundant rain in summer, there are thousands of waterfalls hanging down in the air all over the giant peak, like a dancing jade dragon, the mist scattered in the air, reflecting the light that comes from nowhere, forming a colorful rainbow.

The branches and leaves of the ancient trees on the mountain are stretched, like a huge umbrella cover, showing the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes.

Cranes with bright wings and various fairy birds and auspicious birds frequently haunt and sing in the clouds and mist, and one or two ape cries come from time to time in the mountains, which makes people feel deep and vast.

Although I have felt this way in virtual games before, such a scene can really appear in front of me, which can make Chu He's heart even more surging: flying in such a fairyland is really happy and comfortable.

When he arrived at the mountainside of Lingge Peak, Gu Han sacrificed the black and red magic sword, and Chu He retracted the clouds and jumped to it. At this height, the low-grade Feiyun Zong could no longer climb, and could only rely on the flying sword to go up.

However, Gu Han's imperial envoy's flying sword could not reach its destination in one go, and when it was about ten miles high, it couldn't help but be tortured by the strong wind. The two of them fell to the ground and continued to go up a long bluestone staircase that was more than a foot wide.

I heard that Lingge Peak is only the height of the middle and lower among the ninety-nine peaks, but it is so tall and huge, I don't know what the mountain with the blue character of Lu Dao is like.

Along the way, you can see many pavilions and palaces, all of which are built to occupy places with strong aura. There were many brothers up and down the steps, and Chu He and Gu Han all bowed to him.

A few miles up, at the end of the long staircase is a small white jade square, behind which a five-story attic is built.

The aura here is very strong, and it is much stronger than that of Luogangling. Chu He is a bit like a country man, he is desperately inhaling the aura, making his entire lungs cold and cold, which is very comfortable.

The little thing on the shoulder is also drawing a gourd in the same way, and the little nose is wrinkled around, learning "Xiuxiu".

Seeing this, Gu Han secretly spat on it: It's only been a long time, and these two guys are almost a virtue.

In the side corridor and the open space in the middle, there are many disciples of Qingling Mountain, who either close their eyes and recuperate, or whisper and ponder, or quarrel fiercely, or have a lot of fun with each other.

All the way in, all I heard was a discussion of practice. Chu He liked this kind of atmosphere very much, if he didn't ask for something, he really wanted to stop and listen to it and feel it.

Whether it is staggering alone or inviting each other to go together, as long as you can go further on the road, it is the method that Chu He yearns for.

The layout in the attic is very similar to that of the library on Earth, except that jade slips replace books. The classification is very clear, and there are obvious guidance signs, so that professions such as Lingnong and Dantu can easily find what they need.

The attic is an acre in size, a small half of the area is a row of sandalwood shelves lined with jade slips, and the other half is for visitors to rest and meditate.

Under the leadership of Gu Han, they came to the wooden table where the spirit beasts were in charge, and they were greeted by an old monk with white hair.

In Qingling Mountain, there are more sword cultivators, and there are very few spirit beasts, and this side is deserted.

The old monk originally looked unsettling and sleepy, but when he saw Xiao Bai on Chu He's shoulder, his eyes immediately widened, and a fine light shot out, which scared Chu He and the two of them a little: this vision is too familiar, and it is clearly the light of greed that can only be seen when seeing good things!