Ling Xiao stood in front of what was once a house in the morning and was now an empty ruin. After a long while, he squeezed out two words: "Damn it!"
These days, with housing prices so high, is it easy to own a small house of more than ten square meters in Beimin City?
Those bastards were good at killing demons and destroying demons, and also destroyed their own houses, turning a good local resident of Beimin City into a Beidiao. Why didn't Ling Xiao vomit three liters of blood?
However, when he thought that he was now a rich man and had joined the Beimin Sect, he felt much better.
Walking to the corner of the ruins of the house, Ling Xiao thought, and a shovel in that magical space appeared in his hand.
Anyway, it's dark now, and the neighbors who ran out for refuge haven't come back yet, so he's not afraid of anyone discovering his current magic.
This shovel is very useful. Any hard stone will immediately break into dust as soon as it touches it.
In fact, Ling Xiao knew after thinking about it that if it wasn't a treasure, how could the ancestor of the Seven Demons store an ordinary shovel in this space?
With the help of this shovel, Ling Xiao shoveled away the gravel and dug a medium-sized hole.
In the pit, a small box lay quietly.
Ling Xiao patted his chest. Fortunately, the box was not smashed by the blue-robed man.
Ling Xiao collected the shovel, took out the small box, and opened the box carefully.
The box contained dozens of orange crystals, and Ling Xiao also put them into that strange space.
Even though these dozens of orange crystals are nothing to Ling Xiao, who now has countless crystals in the Seven Soul Demonic Chain, mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are.
Wastefulness has never been Ling Xiao's habit. He always counts every penny and taking advantage is his virtue.
In addition to the dozens of orange crystals, there is also a palm-sized gray token in the box.
This token is made of either wood or iron. I don’t know what material it is made of. It is very hard. Ling Xiao once used it to break open a walnut shell.
Holding this long-hidden token again, Ling Xiao couldn't help but think of that figure again.
Ever since Ling Xiao had memories of the day when he was six years old, a smiling man handed the token into his hand and said to him: "Son, you are six years old. You should learn to live independently. Yes."
No? You keep this thing, it may be of some use in the future. If you can reach the Heavenly Soul Realm, then come to me, and we will go to see your mother together. If you cannot reach the Heavenly Soul Realm, then you will always
Just be an ordinary person here!"
After all, the man who claimed to be his father left and never looked back.
Ling Xiao vaguely remembered that when the man left, the sun shone on the man's figure, stretching his figure very long.
And a few drops of water floated from nowhere and fell on Ling Xiao's face. He licked it casually, and the taste was salty and bitter.
Who are you? Where are you from? Why did your father leave like this? Why do you have no memory at all before you were six years old? What is this weird token?
Because of these problems, Ling Xiao suffered from depression for twelve years.
I have been working hard to make money these years, just because I want to save enough crystal stones to buy a soul chain and become a soul chain master.
He believed that as long as he became a strong chain soul master, he would one day solve the mysteries about himself.
Fortunately, Ling Xiao didn't have to spend money to buy it. The ancestor of the Seven Demons not only gave away the Seven Soul Demon Chain for free, but also gave away a lot of "gifts" and crystal stones.
Ling Xiao now thought clearly, even if the gift was too big, he accepted it calmly.
Isn't it just to kill those seven guys that I don't like no matter how I look at it? Deal!
However, what Ling Xiao had to do now was to immediately return to the Beimin sect in the mountains behind Beimin City. Cheng Qiantai, the cheap master he had just accepted, only gave him an hour to handle "household matters" by himself.
Ling Xiao thought, and the token suddenly fell into that strange space.
Suddenly, the token changed, and Ling Xiao was shocked!
In that strange space, the originally dull token suddenly glowed, revealing three or five bright spots of light.
The two light spots above, one gold and one black, are facing each other at the two ends of a circular pattern.
One side of the golden light spot of this circular pattern is white, and the other side of the black light spot is inky black.
There are three light spots below, arranged side by side, with a strange square character written under each light spot.
Although Ling Xiao had known many characters on Yaotian Continent since he had memories, he did not recognize these three characters.
Ling Xiao even had a ridiculous idea that these words should not belong to this world, otherwise how could he not recognize them?
These three light spots flickered for a moment and then dimmed, but Ling Xiao could see them clearly. They were blood red, earthy brown and sky blue respectively.
"What a weird thing." The mutation of this token not only failed to solve Ling Xiao's questions, but made him even more confused.
However, Ling Xiao understood that this thing must be a shady thing like his current Seven Soul Demonic Chain.
"That Cheng Qiantai accepts me as his disciple. You might as well go to him and ask for a necklace used by a spiritual soul master to show off your appearance. Anyway, the ancestor of the seven demons said that I have two souls, a god and a demon, and there is no conflict if I practice at the same time."
Ling Xiao had a wishful thinking and rushed towards the Beimin sect in the back mountain of Beimin City.
However, if anyone saw Ling Xiao running wildly at this moment, their eyes would definitely widen.
His current speed could rival a fast horse without even realizing it.
Of course, Ling Xiao himself just felt that his body was a little light, but other than that, he didn't feel anything strange at all.
Ling Xiao went straight up the mountain road at the back of Beiming City and soon reached the top of the mountain.
There is a very grand and large building on the top of the mountain. The green jade porcelain on the outer wall alone is enough to buy the entire Beimin City.
Not to mention, the eternal white light hanging on both sides directly above the gate, and the ink feather stone plaque with the three characters "Beimin Sect" written on it.
No matter which one is placed in the world, it is a priceless thing.
"The Beimin sect is really rich!" This was Ling Xiao's comment after seeing the Beimin sect closely for the first time.
Normally, mortals like them just stand at the foot of the mountain and look from a distance, how dare they get so close to the Beimin Sect.
"Where did you come from, you wild boy? This is not where you came from, get out of here!"
The two young men guarding the door from Beimin looked like slaves. When they saw Ling Xiao, two words were clearly engraved on their eyes: snobbery.
"Dogs look down on people!" Ling Xiao cursed in his heart, but still had the standard Ling Xiao smile on his face: "Two senior brothers, please report to Master, and say that I, Ling Xiao, am here."
"How could the leader accept a wild boy like you as his disciple! Get out of here..." The young boy was about to continue to blast Ling Xiao away, but he stopped as he was about to strike.
Ling Xiao held two orange crystal stones in his hands, which shone with an extremely charming light under the setting sun.
"Ahem..." The boy coughed twice, and then he just took away Ling Xiao's hand and took the two orange crystal stones.
Another boy stared at the two crystal stones in his companion's hands, with a hint of greed in his eyes.
Ling Xiao secretly sneered in his heart, took out two orange crystal stones from the bag he carried with him, and handed them to another boy: "This is to honor the two senior brothers, please trouble the two senior brothers."
"I see you are quite sensible!" The boy who received the two crystal stones first patted Ling Xiao on the shoulder: "Wait here, I will inform the boss."
These two gatekeepers are not disciples of Beimin Sect, they are just handymen here.
Their usual monthly salary was fifty red crystals, but Ling Xiao gave them two orange crystals in one go, equivalent to four months' wages.
Money can make ghosts grind, Ling Xiao deeply understood this truth. If these four orange crystals were given away, the two "ghosts" would naturally start to move.
After a while, the young man came out with a worried look on his face: "The master asked you to come in. I dare not accept the crystal stone you gave me, senior brother..."
They originally thought that Ling Xiao was just a wild boy, so they were naturally cruel to him. Now that they learned that Ling Xiao was actually the new disciple of the master, they absolutely did not dare to offend Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao was too lazy to argue with these two bully and snobs, so Ling Xiao had no intention of getting back the crystals he gave away.
These two guys have collected their crystal stones. Are they still afraid that they won't become their little brothers?
When he first came to Beimin Sect, he didn't understand many things about Ling Xiao. With these two guys around, it was much easier to ask about things.
Ling Xiao chuckled and said: "It doesn't matter, I'll give this crystal to you as I said it would. Why would I want to go back? By the way, what are the names of the two eldest brothers?"
The two boys were flattered: "Senior brother, I'm serious, my name is Xiaosi, and his name is Xiaowu. If anything happens in the future, senior brother, just tell us to do it."
"It's easy to talk, brother Xiaosi, please lead the way." Seeing that the effect was achieved, Ling Xiao smiled and followed Xiaosi into the Beimin School.
Arriving at the door of a hall, Xiaosi stopped: "The master is inside, I can only take you here, senior brother."
"That's easy to say, brother Xiaosi, you can go ahead." After sending Xiaosi away, Ling Xiao tidied up his clothes and walked into the hall solemnly.
There were nearly a hundred young people of the same age as Ling Xiao standing in the two rows on the left and right of the hall. They were looking at this new disciple with curious eyes and whispering for a while.
Some of these people Ling Xiao knew, some he didn't know, and the ones he knew were just saying that Ling Xiao was a little beggar or something like that.
Ling Xiao had no expression on his face, pretending he didn't hear anything.
The leader, Cheng Qiantai, was sitting on the main seat in the hall, with a pair of young men and women standing on either side of him.
The man was tall and mighty, with a square face showing a kind of stability and confidence. His big eyes under a pair of thick eyebrows looked at Ling Xiao intently, as if he wanted to look Ling Xiao up and down, inside and out.
Take a thorough look at the outside.
The woman standing on the right is about sixteen years old, and she is quite delicate. However, those youthful and smart eyes are not looking at Ling Xiao, and she is still muttering something about Ling Xiao.
Xiao heard the words vaguely.
Judging from the look of disdain on that girl's face, it was probably not a good word.
Ling Xiao pretended not to hear, walked up to Cheng Qantai who looked majestic, and bowed respectfully: "Disciple Ling Xiao is here."