Looking at Liu Changsheng clumsily holding the short stick in his hand and stuffing it into a coarse cloth bag with blue background and white flowers, more than half of the monks' hearts twitched secretly.

Even many Jindan elders looked at the short stick with lingering envy and jealousy!

What kind of virtue is this kid? He can actually give the magic weapon by the real person in charge. This is a real magic weapon. Not to mention the mortal disciples who have just started and a group of Silver Star Masters, even many Golden Elixirs are jealous.

There are not many deep mountains and saps in the Dayan Dynasty. Almost all the spiritual materials used to refine magic weapons are in the deep mountains and saps occupied by the demon beast clan, and it is difficult to obtain, which directly creates the scarcity of weapon refining masters. Looking at Daimei Mountain, in addition to the powerful Nascent Soul cultivator Duanchen Zhenren and the Lord of the Zhuque Hall who can refine magic weapons, several elders in the Zhuque Hall can only barely refine low-grade magic weapons.

The power of the magic weapon is naturally not a spiritual weapon, and it is comparable to that of the magic weapon. If it weren't for the fact that Duan Chen Zhenren used a talisman to seal the spirituality of this magic weapon, the weight of this short stick alone could crush Liu Chang to death.

"Jin Hu, Liu Changsheng will be your disciple of Baihu Temple in the future. You should train with your heart and not slacken with your heart!"

At the moment when everyone was envious and jealous, the voice of Duan Chen Zhenren rang again.

"Disciple is respectful to the decree, and the uncle is relieved. I will definitely let Liu Changsheng be reborn and become an elite disciple of my White Tiger Hall!"

A bald man with a tiger back and a bear waist came out and bowed to Zhenren Duan Chen.

Then, he turned around and glanced at Liu Changsheng, and a faint smile flashed in his light golden eyes.

As the leader of the White Tiger Hall, he was able to know some of the secrets of the Heavenly Master Mansion. Others could not guess the thoughts of Duan Chen Zhenren, but his heart was like a mirror. The demon clan and the human race would have a life-and-death battle in the past few decades. Duan Chen Zhenren gave Liu Changsheng a humble little disciple in front of so many people, probably to remind and inspire other disciples. When encountering danger, he should do the despicable things like Liu Changsheng that abandons his companions, just like Liu Changsheng.

For True Man Duan Chen, one more or less one broken magic weapon in his hand is insignificant. If he can use this magic weapon and a reward to save some of the disciples' original intentions and kindness, and ultimately save the lives of another part of the disciples, the value of this magic weapon will be further reflected.

According to regulations, among the newly recruited mortal disciples of the Tianshi Mansion, single spirit root disciples are usually arranged to practice and experience in the three foreign affairs halls of Tianying, Linghe, and Deacon. Ten years is a period of time. If you have outstanding talents and excellent magical powers within ten years, and have excellent grades in the sect competition, you will also be qualified to enter the four halls of Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Xuanwu.

Those disciples with outstanding qualifications will be directly recruited by the inner four halls after passing some special assessments. However, the rules for the inner four halls are even stricter. Once the disciples in the hall cannot advance to a certain level within the specified time, or fail to complete the tasks assigned in the hall within the specified time, they will be expelled from the inner four halls and re-arranged in the three halls of Tianying, Linghe, and Deacon.

The Linghe Tower, which is spread all over the capitals of various counties and states of the Great Yan Dynasty, all the deacons and disciples in the building are under the jurisdiction of Linghe Hall.

Among the four inner halls, the White Tiger Hall is responsible for taming monsters and fighting against the outside world. Their skills are mainly refining the body. The disciples of Golden Spirit Root have certain advantages in this regard. However, those disciples who were directly recruited into the White Tiger Hall when they entered the beginning are almost all double-spirited cultivators, and at least one of them is Golden Spirit Root.

A single golden spiritual root is definitely an ordinary spiritual root. It is difficult to be directly recruited into the White Tiger Hall when you enter the entrance. However, with the words of the real person in charge, even if Liu Changsheng's spiritual root talent is poor, he can still go to any hall. As for whether he can stay in the White Tiger Hall for a long time, only the master of the White Tiger Hall and the elders of the White Tiger Hall can decide.

Countless hot gazes fell on Liu Changsheng, and Liu Changsheng felt uncomfortable all over. This state of attention made him unfamiliar and panic. From childhood to adulthood, praise and rewards seemed to have never dealt with him.

Fortunately, with the departure of Duan Chen Zhenren, everyone's attention no longer focused on Liu Changsheng.

Under the instructions of several Jindan elders, the Silver Star Masters began to do their own things and clean up the mess.

"Let's go, I will take you to the White Tiger Hall!"

Jin Hu's robe raised his sleeves, and a ball of golden light flew out of his sleeves, turning into a golden spiritual cloud, wrapping himself and Liu Changsheng in the clouds. He raised his footsteps and his figure soared into the sky and headed straight to the mountain gate, without saying hello to other Jindan monks.

In Daimei Mountain, except for the True Man Duan Chen and the Lord of Qinglong Hall, Jin Hu never took other people in his heart, including Xiao Han, the divine sword before his death.

Only when Jin Hu turned into a dazzling golden rainbow and left far away, a group of Jindan cultivators gathered together in groups, discussing a lot.

"This Liu Changsheng seems to have some potential!"

"That's right, someone who can be appreciated by the uncle in charge must have something to offer!"

"Jin Hu won't take him under his sect, right?"

"It's possible that this guy has already refined his brain into muscles by practicing martial arts, and he has never acted according to common sense!"

"By the way, Jin Hu seemed to have also had a golden spiritual root when he first started. Later, he got a great opportunity to improve his spiritual root constitution!"

"I asked clearly, with your relationship, how can you not understand Jin Hu?"

"The long stick in the hand of old Chi Yun's old man seemed to contain the Fire Cloud Crystal from the Huoyun Mountains. Although the refinement was a bit rough, the quality was good. If it could be refined once, it might become a medium-grade or even a top-grade magic weapon?"

"Who has such great ability unless the masters are willing to take action?"

"What are you thinking? This long stick has been given to Liu Changsheng by the uncle in charge. Do you dare to make any decisions?"

"Don't you touched?"

"Junior Brother Sun, I'll ask you, how much do you know about Liu Changsheng?"

...

Liu Changsheng only felt the sound of the wind roaring in his ears, but his eyes were blocked by golden light and could not see anything clearly.

This is the third time today that I have been moving to the air. Every time I feel different. These "experts" never discuss things with others. They fly as soon as they want, and fly wherever they want. They can only accept it!

Liu Changsheng sighed quietly, but made up his mind to practice diligently. Only when he is strong enough can he do what he is willing to do.

I don’t know how long it took, but the golden light in front of me suddenly faded a little. Then, the golden light balls surrounding me settled down under my feet, turning into a golden spiritual cloud. In a moment, my eyes suddenly became clear.

The golden clouds slowly slowed down, and mountains of varying heights rushed towards them.

The first thing that caught my eye was the peak that penetrated straight into the sky. A powerful sense of depression made Liu Changsheng feel suffocating. In a blink of an eye, he was attracted by the spiritual mist surrounding the mountain and the palaces of various colors.

This huge mountain with a thousand feet has no huge root that stretches for thousands of miles. It seems that a giant pillar stretches out from the sea of ​​fog, and it is like a thick stalagmites descending from the clouds in the sky. The upper and lower parts of the mountain are all blocked by clouds. The thick white fog sea at the lower part is as thick as it cannot be melted. It is impossible to see where the mountain is located. The fog at the top is light blue, and the shadow of the mountain can be vaguely seen between the flow.

In the middle of the mountain, there are blue-gray rock-based mountain pine and cypress everywhere, and vines are everywhere. On one of the steep or wide platforms, there are palace buildings with flying eaves and brackets. Some palaces directly poked out of the cliff, while others were trapped in the mountain with only one portal.

There is a flow of inspiration on almost all buildings.

It was noon, under the scorching sun, the sea of ​​fog, and the colorful spiritual lights flowed on the peaks, which was spectacular.

More than a dozen three thousand feet high peaks surround this huge peak. The roots of these peaks are also shrouded in white fog sea. The sound of water flowing gurgles, and you can even hear the roar of the waterfall hanging upside down, but you cannot see the shadow of the stream and waterfall through the fog sea.

As the golden clouds under his feet flew forward, two peaks just blocked the view of the huge peak looking at the huge peak. As the light changed, the stone trees in the middle of the huge peak and the two peaks strangely combined into a huge human face. This human face seemed to be a graceful and luxurious woman's face. The shadows on the tops of the two peaks overlapped with the stone faces of the huge peak, just like a woman's two long green eyebrows.

"Could it be that the word "Daimei" comes from this?"

Liu Changsheng secretly called himself strange.

There are also many palace buildings on other peaks, each of which exudes extraordinary fairy aura.

There are colorful rainbow bridges between some adjacent peaks. Looking closely, these rainbow bridges are all illusory objects, composed of banned spiritual lights. On some of the rainbow bridges, there are figures of flying clothes coming and going.

When the disciples of the three disciples of the Sky Eagle, Ling Crane and Deacon were all wearing soap robes and silver belts on their waists. In this Daimei Mountain, the colors and styles of the clothes of everyone were varied.

The apes cried in waves, the cranes danced gracefully, and the strange flowers and plants and various spiritual birds and beasts that had never been seen before were swaying among the undulating mountains.

What a fairy-like atmosphere!

Liu Changsheng only felt that his eyes seemed to be a little insufficient.
Chapter completed!