Tang He smiled sheepishly when he thought that Cheng Yan was a refugee a few days ago.
"Then why don't you join a sect, so you can save the registration fee and other things."
Cheng Yan: "Ahem, let's talk about it."
Tang He said: "Xianqimen's annual enrollment has begun. Once you become a member of the sect, the sect will arrange these."
"By the way, there is no extra charge."
Well, if you didn’t come earlier, you would have spent twenty spiritual stones on her in vain.
"Then you are here?"
Tang He smiled shyly and said tentatively: "I have been a member of the sect for a year, and I still don't have a demon of my own.
I want to see your demon up close so that I can understand its habits."
Cheng Yan was puzzled: "The sect didn't impart experience to you? Is there no demon to see?"
She had heard that the demon masters in the city often released demons to fight.
"There are some, but the demons in the sect will only be taken out when they take the demon control class. We usually have to go find the demons by ourselves."
Demon control masters do have demons, but these days, who would casually give their own demons to outsiders for study?
Maybe, if this demon is thoroughly studied, his trump card to save his life will be gone.
Tang He felt a little guilty. Among the people he knew, Cheng Yuan was the only one who was still a novice in controlling monsters.
"If it's inconvenient, then forget it."
Cheng Yan's eyes suddenly lit up: "You mean, you can see many monsters in the sect's monster control class?"
"This is natural!"
Tang He failed to see him as a monster in the end.
As soon as the Lingfu grass appeared, there was no trace of evil in its body, and because it had been disguised in orchid seeds, it looked very much like orchid grass.
When you hold it in your hand, it is just a piece of grass.
I also like to pretend, so why not.
Tang He: "..."
If you don’t show it, you won’t show it. It’s a bit unreasonable to fool people.
Cheng Yan: "..."
For the first time, my character was questioned.
……
Xianqi City and Xianqimen were actually founded by the same person.
It is said that many years ago, there was a family of immortal cultivators in Central Continent who fought with their enemies over the robbery of a demon.
In the end, the aristocratic family was defeated, and only the youngest son escaped, and fled to the frontier of the West Pole.
After all, he was trained by a family that cultivates immortals like Zhongzhou. Even at a young age, he is much stronger than the demon control masters in this small border land.
He remained anonymous here, practiced hard, opened up a city, and founded a sect.
After many ups and downs, this sect has reached its current scale in the desert of the West Pole.
At this moment, Cheng Yan was standing outside the magnificent sand castle of Xianqimen.
Xianqimen recruits students every year, and the scene is quite lively.
The demon master who is responsible for recruiting students goes from house to house, holding a registration book, and sticks it up when he sees a child of school age.
"I'm surprised to see your bones, you are a genius at controlling monsters! Do you want to become my master?"
"Girl, how old are you? Can you get married? Oh no, can you join a sect?"
"Food and lodging are included, and you can move in with your luggage. Those with good spiritual roots will receive preferential treatment~~"
These people passed through the border like locusts, and after one night, more than half of the children on the street disappeared.
At times like this, people from well-off families like Tang He have to fight guerrilla warfare with them.
Hiding in Tibet, it takes a year to avoid it.
No reason, I simply don’t want to get started early, and my family has money, wouldn’t it be great to have one-to-one tutoring?
As for Cheng Yuan, he has no family background, no background, and no spiritual stone, so he is referred to as the "three-no refugee".
The sect has only one sentence: That so-and-so, please be quick with your legs and feet, and don’t wait until the time comes.
"Ugly, a bit ugly, but fortunately my spiritual roots are good."
Whoosh! An arrow hit my heart.
"I'm a bit older, but I still look smart."
Whoosh! Another arrow to the knee.
After a lot of trouble, Cheng Yan signed in and reported in. He received a set of exterior clothing and a storage bag.
Officially joined Xianqimen.
Seeing Cheng Yan lingering on and not leaving, the martial brother in charge of registration asked: "Are you still doubtful?"
"After joining the sect, is the assessment at Yuyao Hall free of charge?"
The senior brother nodded: "This is natural, the fees are all paid by the sect."
Cheng Yuan said: "Then... can I be reimbursed?"
That senior brother: "..."
Is it still too late to go through the check-out procedures for her now?
After a while, Cheng Yan went out with satisfaction.
Xian Qi Men, what a generous sect.
……
Not long after walking, I caught a glimpse of a person from a distance, and turned around the alley faster than my brain.
The good thing is Jin Zhuo.
I finally got rid of her and her good disciple, but I can’t be seen by her again.
Furthermore, why haven’t the things she told me been done yet?
Cheng Yan covered the storage bag, feeling guilty.
"Take a walk and take a look. There are clouds in the sky and cubs on the ground. They have everything they want..."
"Tuck your legs and don't step on my corner!"
"Watch whatever you want, and you can watch it if you can afford it!"
There was an uproar and the hawking was endless.
What Cheng Yuan turned into was Renbaofang City in Xianqi City.
Renbaofang City is the most prosperous place in the city. There are a wide variety of things sold in the city, most of which are treasures that are abundant in the West Pole.
Cheng Yuan hasn’t been here yet.
She used to love shopping.
Now, poverty limits her access.
She took a closer look and saw that most of the stalls contained animal meat, animal bones, demon elixirs, furs, etc., all of which were common monsters in the desert.
Because it is common, the treatment is rough, and the smell of saliva, blood, and feces goes straight to Tianling Gai.
Cheng Yan stepped aside to get some air.
"Legs, retract them."
Cheng Yan was so familiar with these words that he could react reflexively.
"Melon seeds..."
I looked down and saw that the stall owner had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He had a handsome face. He was a spirited... uncle.
"The melon seeds are over there." The stall owner pointed to a corner of the stall.
Cheng Yuan looked over.
Bone ornaments.
The ornaments made of animal bones are smooth and round, and are carved with many patterns, such as melon seeds, nuts, flowers and other styles. They are small and very delicate.
I can’t tell that this uncle has a bit of a girlish heart.
Logically speaking, such exquisite and cute bone ornaments would be very popular among female nuns, but his stall was deserted and no one visited it.
The stall owner didn't care, he just sat aside, holding a carving knife in his hand and carving on an animal bone.
When the knife fell from the hand, bone fragments flew away.
What a knife!
Suddenly, the stall owner's hand sank, and the carving knife made a big gash on the animal bone.
He seemed a little dissatisfied. He waved his hand and threw the animal bone aside.
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At this moment, Cheng Yan took two steps back and kicked his leg unconsciously.
The stall owner paused and looked up at her.
"Buy or not?"
"Ah, no."
Cheng Yan is not interested in bone ornaments. They look good, but they feel a bit alienating.
So I lifted my legs and walked away.
The stall owner stared at her back for a long time and then patted the top of her arm.
"Be good!"
The stall owners around him are not surprised, this man likes to talk to himself.
……
It wasn't until he left the city gate and returned to the ruins that Cheng Yan put away the carelessness on his face.
She just saw the horned beast!
You will suddenly see the animal bones when they fall. When they rolled down, they caught on her clothes and kept them from falling to the ground.
She glanced at it.
It looks like a pump, like a rhinoceros, like a unicorn, about the size of a palm, and is a miniature version of what appeared in the Moon Lake.
Chou Meng Chou Meng, a little cute.
The little claws are also pointed and very sharp.
She was kicked away with one kick.
Hey, clothes are quite expensive these days.
This is not the point. The point is that this horned beast is very weird.
"Tianchu Ten Thousand Demons Collection" records many invisible demons, many mountain spirits and ghosts are born in the form of ghosts, such as Lingfu grass, which can hide Qi, is also considered a kind.
The horned beast was born by absorbing the spiritual energy of the temple, and can travel eighteen thousand miles in a day. It has a righteous nature and is not capable of hiding its body shape, nor does it like hiding.
It is said that if a demon master slaps an invisibility charm on it, it will tear it to pieces in minutes.
The monster just now had no aura at all and could still hide its figure. If she hadn't just used Lingfu Grass, she wouldn't have been able to see it at all.
Even though it is small, it is not simple.
Its owner, the stall owner, is not simple either.
Just when I was thinking about this, the extraordinary stall owner suddenly appeared.
Cheng Yan blinked and met his eyes.
A sentence floated in the air: Don't talk to strangers.
The stall owner was blocking her way back, ten steps away from her.
Cheng Yan kept walking and turned around.
The next moment, the stall owner appeared in front of him again.
This can't be a coincidence, right?
"Um, I owe you money?"
The stall owner shook his head.
Cheng Yan breathed a sigh of relief. It would be fine if he didn't owe money. It's not like he owes money.