Dong Yi is the confidant of the director of the Sixth Academy, and is responsible for distributing the monthly supplies.
Chen Yu waited outside for Huang Zheng to come out, then took him to find Dong Yi and took his things.
A small storage bag, two jade slips, some daily necessities, including some sets of clothes of the Dianjian School.
Dong Yi's complexion is darker, and he is in the late stage of bone refining. It is said that he entered the Sword Pointing School in the same year as the master Zhong Chengtian. Live, in the Sword Sect, in the late stage of bone refining like me, in the eyes of senior brothers who are above Qi Yang, they are all as humble as pigs and dogs, so being a low-key person and doing things low-key is the only way to survive here."
"You are the dog or the pig." A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Huang Zheng's eyes, but he pretended to be honest: "Yes, senior brother."
Dong Yi seemed to see that Huang Zheng was not convinced, and secretly sneered. Every year, the new disciples have this expression. After they live here for a few days, they will be killed by the master of raising qi, and all of them will be honest with pigs and dogs. Same.
"Go down." He waved his hand, Huang Zheng was so lazy.
Damn it, when Huang Zheng walked out, he felt tight in his chest. Here, even the people in their bone refining stage look down on themselves, no wonder they are regarded as pigs and dogs.
You deserve to be pigs and dogs, even you say this to yourself, I, Huang Zheng, can either be a man or die, I can give in, I can't be humiliated.
Chen Yu on the side also seemed to see Huang Zheng's dissatisfaction, and said with a wry smile: "Junior Brother Huang, your expression makes others look dissatisfied. If you are like this, it is easy to cause misunderstandings by senior senior brothers."
He was reminding Huang Zheng that the expression on your face almost clearly spelled out the six words "I'm not convinced, I'm very pushy". Brother, can you keep a low profile.
Although Huang Zheng was grateful to him for helping him enthusiastically, he still looked at him with disdain: "Are you thinking the same as them? Would you rather endure the humiliation and steal your life, and keep the green hills?"
"Junior Brother, it's good to understand this truth. We are in the Taoist sect, and everything is based on strength. Since we know that we are invincible, why bother? Even if you have beaten one to raise Qi, have you beaten two? Even if you have beaten Ten nourishing qi, is it better than the entire Sword Sect nourishing qi?"
"There are no rules, there is no Fangyuan. The Sword Pointer School does this to maintain the dignity of senior disciples. You don't want people in the divine power stage to disrespect you during the bone refining stage?"
He said a few words in one breath, which sounded very reasonable.
Huang Zheng still shook his head: "What you said makes sense, but to maintain the majesty of high-level disciples, can't we low-level disciples even speak? We can't even contradict? High-level disciples must be right? They are wrong, We can't say either?"
"Yes, if we are told to eat shit, we have to eat it." Chen Yu answered him affirmatively: "Otherwise, there is only one way, and that is death."
"I'm not afraid of death." Huang Zheng raised his eyebrows.
"You are young and impulsive, hey, you will understand when you mature a bit, you are not even afraid of death, why are you still afraid of eating shit?" Chen Yu looked at Huang Zheng like a child.
"You don't understand." Huang Zheng looked at Chen Yu, and finally realized that he and he could not be good friends because their beliefs were completely different.
"We men can give in, we can't be humiliated, we can die, we can't die like a coward, what's so terrible about death?" Huang Zheng looked at the sky: "I heard that the supreme master of the psychic realm can only live for 10,000 years. How many immortals are there? Even if you practice immortality, you will still be beheaded when you encounter a big enemy."
"Life is just a coincidence, and death is an inevitability. Everyone will die, Chen Yu." Huang Zheng stared at Chen Yu with wide-eyed eyes: "Although I am a small talker now, I may tell you that if you are afraid of death , it will never be possible to reach the realm of psychics.”
He turned and left while talking: "The one who laughs last may not necessarily be a king, but may be a villain; a hero who is judged by success or failure is always a moment, and the history books will record the real hero..."
In the end, he walked more and more to the end, and the last sentence lingered in Chen Yu's mind for a long time: "Actually, you just have to ask yourself, are you willing to live like this?"
After Chen Yu waited for him to leave, he stood there and muttered to himself: "So what if you don't want to? So what if you don't want to, why don't you just want to live like this, Huang Zheng, eventually one day, you too will change."
Huang Zheng left Chen Yu and found a small house where no one lived.
It is said to be a small house, but it is not small at all. It is four feet long and two feet wide. There are all kinds of beds, tables and chairs. The monks seldom sleep, and the bed is the place where everyone meditates.
Huang Zheng opened the storage bag and swept it with his spiritual sense, but the length and width of two feet were not as good as one-tenth of his "main house".
There are one hundred middle-grade profound energy pills, one hundred middle-grade crystal stones and so on.
He took out a set of clothes to change into, and picked up a piece of jade slip.
This piece of jade room is a rough map of the Sword Sect's rules and regulations. On the map, the places marked in red are the places that Huang Zheng can't go for the time being, and the places marked in black are the places where he can go.
Huang Zheng looked at the thirty-six peaks, and there are ten peaks that he can't go to now. Even in Qingyu Peak, there are places he can't go now.
Looking at the second jade slip, it recorded a set of qigong heart method "Dianjian Heart Sutra". This set of Dianjian Heart Sutra has only one function, which is to find your own sword at the Sword Dian Conference ten days later.
As I said before, there is a sword mountain in the headquarters of the Sword Pointing Sect, which is an artifact handed down from ancient times. There are 99,900 precious swords on it. A sword, and after so many years, there will always be 99,900 swords on it.
If Huang Zheng could find a treasure-level weapon at the sword spotting conference ten days later, he would be able to become a formal disciple immediately.
If one could find a spirit weapon level, one would immediately become an elite disciple.
However, not to mention spiritual artifacts, even precious artifacts have not appeared in more than a hundred years. Most people can get middle-grade magical artifacts and they are considered very good.
After roughly looking at the Sword Heart Sutra, Huang Zheng took out another middle-grade spar.
A piece of spar is the size of a thumb, smooth as jade to the touch, and exudes a faint white light. This is the hard currency between Xuanshi and Xuanshi, Xuanmen and Xuanmen, because spar is used in many places, especially spiritual ones. From the beginning of the weapon, a large amount of spar is needed for each activation. Without spar, even if there is a spiritual weapon, it cannot exert one-tenth of its power.
If there are enough crystals, the spirit weapon can even exert power beyond itself.
It can be said that in Xuanmen, Xuanqi pills are equally important as crystal stones, one increases one's own strength, and the other enhances the power of magic weapons.
Huang Zheng finally took out a medium-grade Xuanqi pill.
Prince Yu gave him a thousand pieces of middle-grade Xuanqi pills. At that time, he always thought that he could only eat low-grade Xuanqi pills. Now that he came to Xuanmen, he finally realized that after bone refining, he could eat middle-grade Xuanqi pills.
The reason why Duan Lei and the others have been using low-grade Xuanqi pills is because a small sect like the Jinding Sect doesn't know how to refine middle-grade Xuanqi pills.
Maybe it was true that Prince Yu said he was bankrupt.
Haven't taken the Xuanqi Pill for several days
Ever since Huang Zheng took Ruan Suxue with him, he never had the chance to eat Xuanqi pills, because he heard from Xiang Li that eating twenty pills was far beyond the record of ordinary Taoists, so he didn't want to disturb Ruan Suxue.
Now, finally ready to eat, he took out a medium-grade Xuanqi pill and threw it into his mouth.
Boom, this profound energy pill evolved into a snake-like profound energy in his throat, like a living life, drilled from his throat to his lower abdomen, and then there was another bang, the snake turned into energy and scattered in all directions.
"Wow!"
No life was killed this time, but in the divine sense, the huge sky-reaching ape stepped on the sky and came step by step.
He can pick the sun and the moon with his hands, and he can level the mountains with great strength. Every step he takes makes Huang Zheng feel closer to himself.
Power, powerful power came to him again, Huang Zheng was very excited.
The difference between a low-rank and a middle-rank, and a first-rank is a world of difference. No wonder those qi-nourishing masters who take the top-rank Xuanqi pills can catch people ten miles away.
He just had a thought, and the Tongtian Ape in his divine thoughts slowly disappeared, getting weaker and weaker.
second piece.
Boom, the long snake's profound energy shuttled through his body, and as the profound energy scattered, another god and demon rolled in his divine sense.
Damn, how did you become an Iron Armored Tarzan Demon? Huang Zheng was dumbfounded.
How could this be, just now it was the Tongtian Ape Demon, and now it has become an Iron Armored Taishan Demon, if this continues, when will my next demon come out.
The third one.
In the divine sense, he became an invisible demon again.
fourth.
It became the Sky-reaching Ape Demon again.
Afterwards, until the twenty medium-grade profound energy pills were exhausted, three gods and demons that had appeared before but had not yet formed took turns, and each of them grew a little.
Huang Zheng was depressed.
This is a good thing and a bad thing.
The good thing is that the three gods and demons may appear at the same time in the future, and the bad thing is that the time to appear will be three times longer.
It seems that what I get from killing any type of enemy is the power of gods and demons, and eating Xuanqi pills is the power of these gods and demons appearing in turn.
Huang Zheng understood another truth.
After eating the twenty middle-grade Xuanqi pills, Huang Zhengjue's own skill has greatly increased. Although it seems that there is still some time before he is promoted to the middle stage of bone refining, at least his current practice speed is twenty times that of his fellow sect. Give him enough time, sooner or later he will surpass all his peers.
Next, it is time to prepare for the sword spotting conference ten days later.
Just when Huang was practicing Xuanqi Pill in the door.
Somewhere in the Dianjian Mountain Range, a bloody, horrible young man was lying quietly on the ground, his eyes were ashen, and he looked like he would lose his life at any time.
In front of him, Dong Xin was full of grinning eyes, with a happy expression on his face: "Xiang Li, now you know what will happen if you offend me? Hahaha, it's you today, and Huang Zheng at this time tomorrow. I've already contacted the Dianjian sect. It is a sure thing for the uncle of the Dong family to enter the Sword Pointing Sect, and when the time comes, I will also peel his skin and stretch his tendons with my own hands, hahaha."
On the ground, Xiang Li didn't respond. That's right, his skin and tendons had been stripped off by Dong Xin.
Why? Why? I, Xiang Litian, a genius, can refine two pills of profound energy a day, but I can't enter the Taoist sect and still be killed like this
Xiang Li hated, hated Dong Xin, hated Du Zixi, and even hated Huang Zheng. If Huang Zheng hadn't killed others as soon as he made a move, how could he have harmed me like this, and even pretended to let people enter Taoism, but in the end I was ridiculed, Huang Zheng, I hate you.
At this moment, a mysterious voice came into his mind: "Want to take revenge? I can give you life, return your body, and kill Dong Xin, but you have to recognize me as your master. Do something for me."
This voice, with incomparable temptation and supreme magic power, just fell into the water and despaired Xiangli, as if catching a life-saving boat.
"Think, think, please, save me, I can promise you anything."