Deacon Xue is quite young, with white hair and an old face. When Fang Xing saw this person, he was fishing in a pond. He had a purple jade fishing rod in his hand. It looked like it was made by a famous master. Even the fishing silk was made of spiritual silk. It looked very luxurious. 'I am so addicted to fishing, it seems that my path is hopeless...' Fang Xing complained in his heart, but a solemn look appeared on his face: "I have seen Deacon Xue..." His consciousness has sensed that this Deacon Xue is actually a fake elixir master! At this time, the qi training disciple had already stepped forward and informed him of his intention to become a disciple. "Your name is Fang Xing?" Deacon Xue stared at the pond, but Fang Xing was surrounded by a powerful force of spiritual consciousness: "Who is this person? Does he have any skills?" "I come from the Zheng Kingdom. When I was practicing qi, I studied the art of alchemy and refined a first-level high-grade elixir...Now that I am building a foundation, I am also somewhat confident about refining a second-level low-grade elixir..." Fang Xing was ready to show off his abilities as a second-level alchemist.
With such skills and cultivation, you will receive preferential treatment no matter where you go. "Can you refine second-level low-grade elixirs? Even if the success rate is not high, with the help of divine consciousness, you can always improve it slowly. Not bad, not bad..." Deacon Xue nodded: "We outer disciples have only one task, and that is to serve the inner disciples well... If you can make alchemy, you are very good, but the process still needs to be followed." As soon as he lifted the fishing rod, a golden carp was fished out of the pond. "Huh? I actually have a little golden scale. I'm lucky today. I can have fish soup tonight..." Deacon Xue put the golden carp into the bamboo basket, and a talisman appeared in his hand: "This is a second-level top-grade heart-asking talisman. With your cultivation level, you will never be able to resist..." He waved his hand, and the fake elixir's mana surged out, activating the Heart-Questing Talisman, and a ray of light fell on Fang Xing. "Is there any truth in what you just said?" Elder Xue spoke solemnly. "There is nothing false!" Fang Xing felt a kind of magic power, making him speak the truth. Once it contains falsehoods, it will trigger some kind of bad reaction. However, he was open-minded and answered immediately. "Have you ever practiced magic? Or are you a spy from other forces?" Elder Xue asked again. "Nothing..." … "good!" After some questioning, Elder Xue nodded: "Fang Xing, right? You are now my outer disciple of Tianjian Sect... Follow Xiaoyu to go through the process first. The cave and the identity token will be arranged in a few days. ”
"So...simple?" Fang Xing was a little unbelievable. A hint of joking appeared on Elder Xue's face: "It is difficult for me and other outer disciples to compare with the inner disciples... Now that I have come to the outer sect, as long as I practice with peace of mind, I will still have the opportunity to join the inner sect in the future, and even if I have always been in the outer sect. As long as I accumulate meritorious deeds, I may not be able to exchange them for second-level spiritual objects and level-breaking elixirs... If I make great achievements and give you a third-level demon elixir, I will become a real person with fake elixirs in the future... If your luck goes against me again... If the weather is better, the person who can condense the true elixir will be the elder of the outer hall. No matter which power in the Qi Kingdom, they will have to sell some face..." But obviously, this is the limit of the outer disciples. … Fang Xing bowed and left with the qi training disciple named Xiaoyu. "Congratulations, uncle!" Xiaoyu had a smile on his face and immediately became a little closer. "Well, you're good." Fang Xing laughed and stuffed a middle-grade spiritual stone over it. When Xiaoyu saw the middle-grade spiritual stone, his breathing suddenly became rapid. He welcomed them and received some gifts. But the only one who made such a valuable move was this uncle. "What else is worth noting about getting started? How can I choose a good cave?" Fang Xing asked the question he wanted to know most. "Now that you have passed the level of Deacon Xue, there will be no obstacles to getting started... But the cave has assigned you, so you can go to Deacon Huang. He is quite strapped for money..." Xiaoyu immediately told some tips. If you don't hang around outside for a long time, it will be difficult to pay attention to these little tips, which can save you a lot of detours. "I joined the Tianjian Sect just for the sake of a good Kung Fu... Do we, the outer disciples, really have no way forward?" Fang Xing felt a little regretful at the end. "As for the exercises, you can go to the Sutra Pavilion to borrow them after the token comes out... But the way to make progress? It's always there!" Xiaoyu pointed in the direction of the sword fighting platform: "Our Tianjian Sect regards the sword as the most important thing. If you want to become an inner disciple, you can only show enough swordsmanship talent... In addition, no matter how many meritorious services and high contributions you make, , the sect only gives third-level demon elixirs, or elixir-forming spiritual objects...but this is great, I will be satisfied if I can build the foundation in this life." "Sword fighting platform..." Fang Xing sighed with emotion. "Uncle Master has already established a foundation. If you go to the sword fighting platform, you will definitely encounter an inner sect sword cultivator who has established a foundation... It is impossible to say that there are people who can refine swords into swords." Xiaoyu shook his head, knowing that this road would not work. "It's a pity, I'm not good at fighting..." Fang Xing looked quite regretful. "Actually, if you want to enter the inner gate, there is another way besides sword fighting."
Xiaoyu suddenly smiled. "Oh? Which way?" Fang Xing looked interested. Xiaoyu pointed at the group of sword peaks: "There is a peak in the sect called 'Sword Heart'. It is rumored that it was left by the ancestor... The sect has an order for Qi training disciples to climb the Sword Heart Peak, and those who can climb a hundred steps , directly accepted as an inner disciple, ranked as a true successor by two hundred steps..." "Foundation-building disciples, 200 steps into the inner gate, 400 steps for true transmission..." "Those above the Jindan stage are not allowed to enter." "Oh? What if you can reach the top?" Fang Xing became interested. "Jianxin Peak is connected to the sect's formation, and cultivators above the Jindan stage are forbidden to enter. There are a total of 1,000 steps... Even the sect's supreme elder, when the foundation is perfect, only climbed to 872 levels..." Xiaoyu smiled and stopped talking. Fang Xing also smiled: "It's me, Meng Lang..." ... In the temporary cave. Fang Xing sat cross-legged, and the flags of the thick earth formation were arranged all around. At this time, he waved the silver token in his hand slightly, and a layer of khaki light curtain emerged, like a giant bowl, covering the entire cave. After doing all this, he put on a sci-fi monocle and saw the nearest surveillance. "Finally...disappeared?" Since settling in Beili Xiancheng, Fang Xing certainly did not forget his fine traditions and arranged mechanical puppets around the cave. Then...immediately found something wrong! Someone is secretly monitoring me! This is one of the reasons why he finally chose to leave Beili Xiancheng and join Tianjian Sect. ‘My relationship in Beili Xiancheng is very simple... I haven’t even started to show off my wealth frequently to attract robbery cultivators...’ ‘There is no other cultivator monitoring me at this time except Tianyu Zhenren...’ ‘Why is he like this? Could it be that he attaches extraordinary importance to the ‘elder Fang Yun’ behind me? ’ If there is no pressure from Wei Shentong now, Fang Xing would like to play with him. But now it is still important to improve himself, so he joins Tianjian Sect to make the other party stop thinking about it. “Tianyu Zhenren... I will remember this.” Fang Xing sneered. Although he has mastered supernatural powers and can be regarded as a third-level body refinement even in the world of immortal cultivation, Beili Xiancheng is not Ziyuan Mountain City after all!
If he faced a Jindan cultivator directly, Fang Xing would not be so afraid, but there might be more than one Jindan cultivator in Beili Immortal City, and there were also four fake Dan cultivators, as well as formations and large war instruments... It was very foolish to go against the city lord's faction in Beili Immortal City. In addition, he needed the method of sword cultivation, so he simply found an opportunity to leave the city and directly join the Tianjian Sect. With the protection of a Yuanying sect, it must be enough to scare away the Tianyu Zhenren. And when the other party went out or was alone, he could thank nature for the gift again... ... In the next few days, Fang Xing had been handling the "entry procedures". With Xiaoyu's advice, everything went very smoothly. In particular, he bribed the deacon Huang with spirit stones, and the cave he obtained was not only quiet, but also had quasi-third-level spiritual energy, which was quite good. And through some interactions, Fang Xing was shocked to find that the Tianjian Sect really did not pay much attention to this outer hall. Almost the entire outer hall is regarded as a provider of various resources, and the main power is concentrated in the hands of several outer hall elders with Jindan cultivation. As for the inner disciples, they are devoted to sword practice. There are quite a few feelings that you can do whatever you want, as long as you provide resources. If you dare to rebel in the future, I will suppress it with one sword... 'Put it in the world of personal transcendence, it is unexpectedly reasonable...' 'Of course, even if the outer hall is rotten, there are several Jindan elders and many fake Dan deacons... There are more people and more power, and there is no problem in destroying several Jindan sects. ' This day. Fang Xing wore the outer hall's cloud sword pattern robe, with a white jade pendant hanging around his waist, and came to a place somewhere in the Qunjian Peak. Amidst the clouds and mist, a huge library appeared in front of him. "Is this the Tianjian Sect's Sutra Pavilion?" He sighed and walked into the Sutra Pavilion. The Sutra Pavilion is naturally guarded by formations, but he has the outer hall disciple token, so he can enter and exit without hindrance. The Sutra Library is very large, divided into seven floors, and some disciples come in and out from time to time. Fang Xing came to the gate and saw a white-haired swordsman sitting cross-legged at a low table, holding a bamboo book in his hand. The reason why he confirmed that the other party was a swordsman was because the aura on his body was extremely sharp, and there was an ancient sword with a sheath in his hand! "Greetings, elder..." Fang Xing only felt the sharp aura coming at him, and he stepped forward and bowed. With a flash of light, his disciple jade card automatically flew out and landed in the hands of the white-haired swordsman: "Outer Hall Foundation Establishment Disciple, the first time to the Sutra Library, you can choose a direct to the core of the practice for free, plus three spells, miscellaneous books... Note that you can only choose in the first three floors." The elder of the white-haired swordsman said lightly. "Thank you for your guidance."
Fang Xing walked into the first floor of the Sutra Library, and saw a large number of books with a sweep of his spiritual sense. Animal skin books, paper books, bamboo slips, jade pages and gold books... It seems that all the classics in the world can be found here.