The elder sighed and said: "When you receive the magic weapon, you have to tell the superiors. It will take a while before they can decide which magic weapon will be assigned to you."
"Sorry to trouble you, elder." Qi Mingchen thought of the scene that just happened and felt that this magical weapon was probably not a good thing.
The elder left the interrogation room. During this period, disciples were waiting to receive the mission. When they found that no one was there, they asked: "Is there no one?"
"The elder will be back soon."
After hearing Qi Mingchen's words, these disciples also waited here for the time being, and kept a certain distance from him to observe him secretly.
Within the sect, he has become very famous recently. Every single incident would be enough to talk about for a long time, not to mention that these incidents are concentrated on one person.
"I'm back, I'm back." The elder came back with something wrapped in black cloth, and said with a slightly regretful tone: "I don't know why the superiors assigned you this sword..."
Then, hand the item in your hand to him.
"This is a black iron level magic weapon."
Before the elder finished speaking, the disciple waiting on the side exclaimed:
"Xuantie level! How can someone in the middle stage of pill formation receive a magical weapon with a level!"
"You are young, don't interrupt the old man!" The elder glared at the man, but because he had always had a good personality, it would not be much of a deterrent. "This is a defective black iron sword. There is a level, but I can’t input spiritual power to bring any help..."
Qi Mingchen took it without opening the black cloth to check.
He understood that a defective sword was worse than a levelless magic weapon, which could at least provide some assistance, while a magic weapon that could not be activated by input was no different from scrap metal.
"Thank you, elder." He put away the magic weapon. Since he got what belonged to him, there was no need to worry about anything. Just when he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and said, "I'll chat with you again when I have the chance."
The elder laughed happily and said nothing, but his feet swinging under the table revealed his mood.
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Returning to the mansion, he lit a fire in the courtyard and roasted the snake meat left over from yesterday.
The wound in his abdomen was still aching, but his heart became calmer.
If practitioners are also ordinary people, then what exactly are they pursuing in life?
In the firelight, the juices from the meat dripped into the flames, making a sizzling sound.
Qi Mingchen seemed to have never thought about what he really wanted...
From childhood to adulthood, everyone has been urging him, urging him to become stronger, stronger, stronger, stronger, stronger, stronger, stronger, stronger, as if there is nothing more important in his life besides getting stronger, no, maybe there is also the collective honor of the sect.
"It's ready."
He tore off a piece of meat and put it in his mouth to chew, then opened the wine gourd to wash away the remaining meat residue.
Still don't know the answer.
To this day, he still doesn't know the real reason why he became stronger.
But it doesn't matter, since he has embarked on this path, he will not give up thinking. One day, he will understand the reason why he becomes stronger.
It shouldn't be Liu Minghua, nor Xu Yun, nor the extremely mysterious forbidden student.
If there is really a reason to become stronger, it can only come from what you think!
The spiritual power in the flesh nourished the body, and Qi Mingchen felt the injuries in his body gradually repaired, "Maybe now, I don't want to be bullied."
He rubbed his stomach. The feeling of getting into trouble and getting kicked was not a good feeling. He wanted to avoid this.
After taking a short rest, he got up and headed to the Cloud and Mist Altar.
He had heard about this place before, and every inner disciple had one month to practice there every year.
When he was very young, the second elder took him there to practice for a while, but his memory was vague and he no longer had many specific impressions.
The Yunwu Altar is located behind the main peak of the inner gate. After showing the Yunwu Card, you are allowed to enter.
The sun was about to set, and Qi Mingchen stepped into the place that everyone among the outer disciples longed for.
It has to be said that under the afterglow of the setting sun, the mist-shrouded forest becomes extremely beautiful, like an ink painting full of artistic conception.
In the mist, rich spiritual power is melted into the water vapor, and you can feel the surge of spiritual power in the Dantian with every breath you take.
Qi Mingchen is very satisfied with this place. Repairing the orange elixir requires a lot of spiritual power. Obviously this is the most suitable place at present.
Going deeper, you can occasionally see inner disciples practicing and communicating, but compared to the huge forest, these few people are not many.
"Qi Mingchen?"
At this time, a voice sounded nearby, with a bit of gritted teeth in his tone.
Hearing a familiar voice, he turned around and saw a wet Liu Minghua looking at him with an unkind expression.
There was no one nearby, and the other party made no disguise.
Qi Mingchen looked at this man indifferently and said nothing.
"I didn't expect Junior Brother Qi to come here. What a coincidence, isn't it?" Liu Ming said with a smile on his face.
He still didn't speak, but looking at the other party's posture, it was obvious that he would not let him go easily.
"By the way, I heard that Junior Brother Qi's cultivation level has increased greatly recently and he got his own quota back. I thought it would be better to let Senior Brother personally guide you and improve your strength."
Liu Minghua's eyes were fierce, and his whole body was tense and ready to attack. It seemed that even if he couldn't kill him, he would still inflict serious injuries on him that were difficult to repair.
There was no one around, so even if Liu Minghua did all this, he would probably suffer the consequences of being dumb.
Just as he was thinking about how to escape, a gentle voice sounded behind him.
"Junior Brother Liu, if you want to guide your junior brother, why don't you help me?"
I saw a man with a kind face approaching. Compared with the gentle face Liu Minghua pretended to have on weekdays, this man seemed more sincere and kind.
"Senior Brother Luo..." Liu Minghua forced a smile and said, "Since I have your guidance, I believe that Junior Brother Qi will be greatly inspired, and I feel relieved."
"Then it's time for me to go back and guide my brother in his cultivation. I won't stay any longer for now." Seeing this, Liu Minghua could only find an excuse to leave, leaving him with a sinister look before leaving.
Qi Mingchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then observed the senior brother who came to his rescue.
Senior Brother Luo, he seems to have heard of it. It seems that one of the great elder's disciples is named Luo.
I saw the other party walking over, smiling kindly, and said, "I think you don't seem to want to be mentored by Junior Brother Liu, so you came out to help."
"Thank you, Senior Brother Luo." Qi Mingchen saluted.
"You're welcome, it's just a small effort. Everyone in the sect should unite and help each other. Only by uniting can the sect go higher and further."
Qi Mingchen didn't expect that someone could talk about the unity of the sect. When he was in despair, he did feel that the unity of the sect was ridiculing him...
"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. I am Luo Mu, the second disciple of the Great Elder. We have met before, but you were very young at that time, so you may have forgotten about me."
Luo Mu said with a smile.
