After a shocking battle, the illusory chessboard battlefield returned to peace, with several figures below sparsely falling and chatting together.
"Several seniors, the competition has ended. That core disciple quota..." Lin Xiu, who was lucky enough to surpass the old man Cong Ming, stood in a black shirt. He smiled and looked at the figures in front of him, and reached out to take his head. road.
"Since you promised you, you will naturally not betrayal. But you have to think clearly that the core disciple and the inner disciple are completely different identities," Rushuang's eyes looked serious, Cong Ming was ignorant of the eyes under Rushuang's eyebrows. Lin Xiu said, "There is nothing in vain in the world. Becoming a core disciple. Although you have all the rich resources and have infinite scenery, the burden on them will be more heavy. If you become an inner disciple, you must go to the sect. Do something,"
"Since he is a member of the Holy Fire Sect, it is natural to do things for the sect. There is nothing wrong with this kind of request." He must have won the quota of the core disciple from the beginning, but now he just took it back naturally. Some rewards are just for it.
The words that Mr. Cong Ming said were already very clear. If you become a core disciple, you must participate in the affairs of the sect and do your part for the sect.
Although becoming a core disciple will limit his freedom to a certain extent, in order to improve his strength, he will get that quota no matter what.
Cong Ming, whose breath was slightly depressed, nodded to Lin Xiu, and then glanced at the person next to him.
"Old guys, what do you think,"
Several old men with extraordinary temperament are obviously very familiar with each other and their words are full of playfulness.
"Little kid, you really decided to become a core disciple. To be honest, the strength of the second-star martial artist is indeed a bit dangerous," Murong Gu asked with a fairy-like temperament behind him.
"If you want to become a strong man, how can you be afraid of danger?" Lin Xiu looked at Murong Gu firmly and said indifferently.
Upon hearing this, Murong Gu nodded silently and stopped talking.
Jia Zengyin, who was in front of him, also spoke at this time, saying, "We have seen all your talents. Since you are so determined to be a core disciple, then we will fulfill your wishes."
As he spoke, a black fiery red waist card flew out of Jiazeng's arms, drew an arc and fell into Lin Xiu's hands.
When you buy it, it is a warm and cool feeling. The contradictory collection is so natural on this fiery red waist sign.
"Thirteen," Lin Xiu was puzzled at the fiery red waist sign that was not as big as a palm, looking at the thirteenth bulging out of the bulge.
What does thirteen mean? Ranking thirteen or...
Lin Xiu couldn't figure it out, but he knew that this was not the time to be confused.
With this core disciple's waist card, he can enter the Qi refining layer of the word "di" and he has been looking forward to it for a long time.
"Thank you all the love of seniors. Lin Xiu will definitely continue to work hard for the development of the sect."
Lin Xiu did not pretend to emphasize this sentence for the sake of reason, but he really regarded the Holy Fire Sect as his home. There would occasionally fights here, but he always felt inexplicably at ease, as if no matter what happened, The door can become the tree that covers his head.
"Boy, don't talk so much, hurry up and let it recognize its master," Jia Zengyin said.
"Recognize the master," Lin Xiu was slightly stunned, and then he reacted.
Staring at the fiery red waist card in his hand, Lin Xiu's eyes flashed slightly, and he said in his heart: "Is this a spiritual weapon?"
Without further hesitation, Lin Xiu tapped his finger and dripped the drop of Yin Hong's blood onto the fiery red waist card.
Buzz.
The blood dripped on the surface of the waist card and was immediately absorbed by it. The red waist card with an inverted triangle also trembled.
Lin Xiu, who was holding a waist card, also had a lot of information in his mind.
"It's not a spiritual weapon, but about the core disciples," Lin Xiu said silently in his heart as he read the information in his mind.
It was obvious that the waist-branded non-spirited weapon made Lin Xiu a little disappointed, but the disappointment in his expression gradually disappeared as he read the information.
"It's a bit of meaning," Lin Xiu smiled slightly, and he knew that some information in the token aroused his interest.
After successfully obtaining the quota of core disciples, Lin Xiu was filled with joy and did not want to continue to stay, so he said goodbye to the old men and left the chess and card battlefield.
After leaving the chess and card battlefield, Lin Xiu's strength suddenly fell from a general to a martial artist.
The huge gap between the two made Lin Xiu feel like he had lost something, but he was not a greedy person. He couldn't catch his own if he wanted to catch it, but he didn't want to catch it. He would come back if he didn't want to catch it. In this case, let it go.
After understanding this, Lin Xiu's sense of loss was slightly weakened.
"Let's go, little kid, I'll have to send you back," Murong Gu, who was of fairy style, curled his lips helplessly and said, "That look was like he was so wronged that he had to send Lin Xiu."
Lin Xiu despised him in his heart, but on the surface he just laughed. In fact, in his heart, there was a lot of hope that Murong Gu would not give him away, so that he would have the chance to... collect spiritual medicine.
Under the guidance of Murong Gu, Lin Xiu left this place that he was extremely yearning for. When he left, he would inevitably receive some souvenirs. These souvenirs were naturally the elixirs that made him think about day and night.
Murong Gu, who knows nothing about refining medicine, will definitely not care about these flowers and plants. What he cares about is to send Lin Xiu, a hot potato as soon as possible.
The sweet potato is hot and you can barely eat a few bites when you are very hungry. At most, you won’t eat in the next two days, but it is indeed delicious, and Lin Xiu, a little kid, doesn’t look like a edible person.
After all the urging, Lin Xiu followed him out of this paradise. Of course, he was indispensable in this. After all, Yilin Xiu's personality has seen so many spiritual materials, so he has to pick up enough money.
All of this was done when only two people knew about it. If the person who planted the elixir discovered it, it would not be possible to solve it with a beat.
It is easy to ask God to send God but hard to send God. He personally breathed a sigh of relief when he sent this half-baked God here. This little kid is so fond of causing trouble, and it is a perfect match for that girl.
Buzz.
Lin Xiu and Murong Gu came to the previous entrance, and the latter waved his hand. In the empty place, a broken hole appeared that could accommodate people. From there, you can clearly see the outside world. scene.
In the outside world, the gentle wind was gentle, a beautiful figure in white clothes stood in it, three thousand black hairs hang down like a waterfall, the wind passed by the cheeks, the crescent eyes flashed, and the artistic conception was as beautiful as a painting.