"Now tell me, what kind of sect is your Spirit Sword Sect and what is its strength?"
Hearing Tang Zhen's inquiry, the old man hesitated for a moment, and then answered honestly: "Lingjian Sect can only be regarded as the middle and upper class among the sects in the world, and it has not been established for a long time.
However, because we have mastered sword techniques, our combat effectiveness is very strong, and we are somewhat famous in the spiritual world."
When the old man said this, he couldn't help but show a hint of pride on his face, but when he thought of Tang Zhen's terrifying methods, the pride in his heart immediately disappeared.
The strength of the young man in front of me is unpredictable. He must be a master of the sect like the master sword master to be able to compete with him, right?
Fortunately, this person is not an enemy, otherwise how could they still be alive now?
"Spirit Sword Sect, it's very good. Do you still lack manpower?"
Tang Zhen nodded and asked the old man.
"Um... Your Excellency, are you joking?"
The old man was startled when he heard this and thought there was something wrong with his ears.
What happened? His nephew attacked this master of unknown origin. Now his life or death is unknown. He and others were also restrained by him. It can be said that life and death depended on his will.
Under such circumstances, the other party said that he wanted to join his sect, which is simply unbelievable!
Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me?
Seeing the white-haired old man hesitating, Tang Zhen's face darkened and he said in a cold voice: "Please give me some advice on whether it's okay or not!"
"Okay, why not! Just do whatever you say!"
The old man answered quickly with a smile, and forced himself to show a happy expression.
He knew in his heart that if he didn't agree, his life and that of his disciples would be in danger.
So the wisest thing to do is to agree to whatever the other party says first, and then slowly think of a solution.
"Okay then, I will follow you from now on, don't bother me if anything happens, just pretend I don't exist!"
Tang Zhen said something and made the decision for the white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man complained secretly in his heart, but on the surface he agreed and seemed very honored.
The two sides were hostile to each other one second, but became their own people the next. This huge identity change made it difficult for everyone to adapt.
Even if you feel awkward in your heart, you still have to be careful in your actions to avoid angering this powerful uncle!
Fortunately, although the companion who attacked Tang Zhen turned into a blood gourd, he was not killed directly. It was obvious that Tang Zhen showed mercy.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for those metal fragments to avoid the vital points at the same time, and to ensure that they are injured but not killed.
After knowing the news, when the monks from the Spirit Sword Sect looked at Tang Zhen again, their eyes softened a lot.
At least they now know that this highly skilled monk is not a vicious person, and he spared the lives of his companions by repaying evil with kindness, and his magnanimity is not ordinary.
If other powerful monks encounter this, their fellow disciples will definitely die!
In the following time, everyone walked together. During this period, the aboriginal monks were cautious and stayed away from Tang Zhen.
Tang Zhen was not in the mood to pay attention to the monks from the Spirit Sword Sect. Instead, he asked for a few books from an old man named Mu Jianyi and started reading them with great interest.
Whenever there was something he didn't understand, Tang Zhen would call Mu Jianyi over and ask the questions in his mind.
Mu Jianyi was confused. Although he couldn't figure out why Tang Zhen, a master, didn't understand basic common sense, he explained it carefully and meticulously without any perfunctory words.
"So that's it, I understand!"
After listening to Mu Jianyi answer a question, Tang Zhen put down the book in his hand and asked Mu Jianyi: "Your name is very interesting. Is there any explanation for it?"
This was the first time that the two of them chatted about everyday things. Mu Jianyi did not dare to hide what he said, and quickly explained: "The Spirit Sword Sect is divided into five branches, which are divided according to metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Each branch has a sword master.
There are ten sword attendants under him.
According to the branch they belong to, these swordsmen are sorted according to the ten heavenly stems, starting from the word A and extending all the way. I am the swordsman of the wood branch of the Spirit Sword Sect, ranking second, so I am called Wooden Sword B!"
After hearing Mu Jianyi's detailed explanation, Tang Zhen nodded.
"I see, then what's the use of those metal rings you wear on your heads?"
Although Tang Zhen had some guesses, he still asked.
"Are you talking about this Spirit Gathering Crown? Its function is to condense and increase the power of thought. It can control spiritual power more easily and ensure stronger attack power!"
The spiritual power mentioned by Mu Jianyi is actually the energy of heaven and earth. It is just called by different names, but there is not much difference in essence.
"As expected, do you mind if I take a look at your Spirit-Gathering Crown?"
How dare Mu Jianyi refuse, he quickly took off the spirit-gathering crown on his head and handed it to Tang Zhen respectfully.
"These runes only look like gods but not gods. The craftsmanship of the inscriptions is not up to standard, and the level of inlaying is also rough. They are simply unsightly!"
Tang Zhen looked at it for a while and commented casually, with a look of disdain on his face.
Mu Jianyi shook his head secretly after hearing this, wondering whether this person was ignorant or had too high a vision. You must know that his Spirit Gathering Crown is not an ordinary thing!
In order to make this Spirit-Gathering Crown, Mu Jianyi spent a lot of money and then commissioned a famous master to make it. Why is it so unpalatable in Tang Zhen's mouth now?
"I can't stand it anymore, let me modify it for you!"
As soon as Tang Zhen finished speaking, he threw the Spirit Gathering Crown in the air, and then threw a flame over it.
"Ouch..."
Mu Jianyi's mouth twitched in distress when he saw this. He had experienced the power of the flames released by Tang Zhen. His magic weapon was vaporized in an instant, and now the Spirit Gathering Crown would definitely not be able to escape the disaster.
But he still didn't dare to stop Tang Zhen, because the other party was so powerful that he couldn't afford to offend him!
But in the blink of an eye, the spirit-gathering crown turned into a pile of metal solution, and the gems embedded in it flew to the side and suspended in the air.
"Condensation!"
With Tang Zhen's soft drink, the suspended and wriggling metal solution seemed to have been refined, becoming more translucent and pure, and then condensed into a more graceful crown.
Mu Jianyi, who was still feeling distressed at the side, was stunned for a moment, and secretly thought to himself that the Spirit Gathering Crown looks so beautiful!
But what's the use of being beautiful? The value of the Spirit-Gathering Crown is not in appearance, but in its own growth rate. The growth rate of my Spirit-Gathering Crown is a full 20%, and it ranks high in the Spirit Sword Sect.
Who knows if it can still be used after Tang Zhen fiddled with it?
Tang Zhen ignored the wooden sword Yi beside him and continued to make it seriously. After the embryo of the Spirit-Gathering Crown was formed, he immediately used his mental power as a carving knife to quickly carve out complex runes.
Mu Jianyi and the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect looked in a daze. Mu Jianyi, who originally thought Tang Zhen was just messing around, began to have some expectations in his heart.
The carving of the runes was very fast, almost completed in the blink of an eye, and then Tang Zhen embedded the gems on the nodes and activated them with his mental power.
"Buzz!"
The completed Spirit-Gathering Crown made a soft sound, as if it had become spiritual, and was constantly vibrating in the air.
"My God, this is a spiritual weapon, a real spiritual weapon!"
Mu Jianyi was stunned. He stared at the Spirit Gathering Crown in the sky, his eyes full of longing.
"Spiritual weapon?"
Tang Zhen made a casual move, and the Spirit-Gathering Crown flew into his hand. After a casual glance, he threw it to Mu Jianyi beside him.
"The materials are too poor and the quality is rubbish. I'll give it to you!"
Hearing Tang Zhen's words, Mu Jianyi, who was holding the Spirit-Gathering Crown in his hand and his body trembling with excitement, immediately showed a dumbfounded expression.