Chapter 438 He has the appearance of a sword fairy
Chapter 438: He has the appearance of a swordsman
While the old man with the goatee and the middle-aged man in purple robe were talking, footsteps were heard outside the hall.
Both of them immediately stopped talking.
At this time, Shen Song's voice came from outside the hall: "Deacon He Liang, Shen Song has returned from completing his mission and is here to hand over!"
Shen Song?
The old man with the goatee and the middle-aged man in purple robe looked at each other, with a hint of weirdness in their expressions.
Although they didn't talk about Shen Song just now, the Bai Ji and Meng Kang they mentioned were both closely related to Shen Song.
"come in."
The old man with the goatee spoke loudly.
Soon, Shen Song walked into the hall alone.
As for Shen Lingjin and Su Yun, they were left outside the hall.
Seeing that in addition to the old man with goatee, He Liang, there was also a middle-aged man in purple robe present, Shen Song was slightly startled, and immediately bowed again: "I have met Deacon Zhou Chi."
The middle-aged man in purple robe just nodded lightly in response.
To be able to sit on the position of deacon, it is not enough to cultivate in the innate realm. You must condense the golden elixir to be able to control the situation.
He Liang and Zhou Chi are both Jindan realm practitioners.
They didn't pay much attention to Shen Song.
"Did the mission go smoothly this time?
Did you run into any trouble?"
He Liang asked casually, but his eyes were fixed on Shen Song.
But he got the news that shortly after Shen Song's grandfather and grandson left the sect, Meng Kang took Bai Ji and left with him.
"It went pretty well."
Shen Song nodded, without showing any emotion on his face, and said: "It's the city protection formation over there in Xinghua City. It has been unmaintained for too long and is seriously damaged. It took a lot of time to repair it this time."
He Liang nodded thoughtfully.
It seems that I am overthinking it.
Perhaps Meng Kang and Bai Ji went out this time not for the sake of the Shen family's grandchildren.
He had no intention of exploring further and said calmly: "Give me your token and hand over the task."
Shen Song immediately handed over the token and said at the same time: "Deacon He Liang, I have another matter here.
This time Lingjin and I went out on a mission and accidentally discovered a swordsman genius who was proficient in the magic sword of the Shen family. After careful questioning, we found out that he was actually the disciple that Quanzi had taken on in the past."
Shen Song let out a long sigh and said: "Quan Zi died suddenly outside and there was no chance to bring the genius back to the sect.
This time I met him, so I planned to introduce him to the sect. I hope that Deacon He Liang can help with the procedures and approve him to join the sect."
After hearing what Shen Song said, He Liang couldn't help but frown slightly.
After going through the procedure, it sounds very simple.
However, some of these things are more cumbersome, such as verifying the other party's identity and background, and testing the other party's qualifications.
"What is the identity of the person you want to introduce?"
He Liang asked.
Shen Song replied: "He was originally from Cangye City, but Cangye City was attacked and destroyed by a tide of beasts seven years ago. He is considered a survivor. He has been moving around in several other cities in the past few years."
He Liang frowned even more when he heard this.
Cangye City has been destroyed, and even if he wants to send people to check the opponent's fundamentals, it won't work.
Shen Song saw He Liang's expression and quickly assured him: "There is absolutely no problem with his identity. I can guarantee this with my life!"
He Liang heard this and didn't know what to say.
Although the Shen family of Fantasy Sword has declined, it once had a small reputation. Now Shen Song dares to risk his life just to introduce someone to the family and add fuel to the inheritance of the Shen family. He cannot refuse emotionally or rationally. .
"If you are willing to vouch for him, there is no problem with your identity, but I won't give in to the test of your qualifications."
He Liang said.
A smile appeared on Shen Song's face: "No need to give in, the person I introduced this time has the qualifications of a swordsman!"
As soon as these words came out, there was no conversation next to him. Zhou Chi, a middle-aged deacon in purple robe who was only sipping tea, took a sudden sip of tea.
He Liang was also dumbfounded: "The appearance of a swordsman?
You really dare to brag! Even the most amazing monsters in the contemporary generation, Tiansha and Changhe, dare not say that they have the appearance of a swordsman."
Zhou Chi waved his hand and said with a smile: "Why do you have to take it seriously? Shen Song's cultivation level is only in the late innate stage, and his vision is only a little. When he sees a person with a little talent, he is shocked. There is nothing strange about it. .”
"That's true."
He Liang smiled and said: "It's okay to be idle. Let's go and see what kind of qualifications the guy he recommends to get started has."
Zhou Chi stood up with a smile.
And on the other side.
Outside the hall, Su Yun and Shen Lingjin were waiting outside.
Su Yun glanced around, then suddenly picked up a few mysterious handprints in his hand, and concentrated on sensing them.
Shen Lingjin felt curious and asked secretly, "What are you doing?"
Su Yun replied: "This is the secret of my treasure hunting. Within a certain range, I can sense the spirituality of the surrounding treasures.
Wherever the gathered spirituality is strong, that should be where the treasure house is."
When Shen Lingjin heard this reply, he felt bad.
You have just entered the sect and have begun to explore the treasure house in the sect. What do you want to do?
"I told you not to mess around! There are several treasure houses in the door, but each one is said to have an ancestor from the Nascent Soul Realm sitting in charge."
Shen Lingjin quickly reminded.
Su Yun reassured: "Don't worry, I'm not planning to attack the Wanjian Sect's sealed treasure house now, I'm just getting familiar with the situation first."
As he said that, Su Yun pointed to a black temple in the southwest of the hall in front of him and asked: "What is that place for? I feel that the spirituality gathered inside is very strong."
Shen Lingjin raised his eyes and glanced, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and said: "That is the place where our disciples of the Hezhong lineage receive their monthly resources. It should contain the practice resources to be distributed to the disciples."
Su Yun nodded knowingly and pointed in another direction: "Where is that mountain peak shrouded in fiery red haze to the north?"
"Over there is Danyang Peak, where the alchemy room of our Hezhong lineage is located."
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"The peak with the golden pagoda hanging high is the Bixin Palace of Elder Cui Minchun.
She doesn't like male disciples, so you must not get close to her."
"On the other side is Falling Sword Peak! There are tens of thousands of swords inserted in the peak, the worst of which are top-notch magic weapon long swords, and magic weapon-level flying swords of varying quality.
According to the rules within the sect, anyone who has gathered the golden elixir can enter the peak and choose a flying sword.
However, special means were deployed in that mountain peak, ordinary rubbish golden elixirs, and only one magic weapon, a long sword, could be collected upon entering.
Only by condensing the golden elixir of fourth-grade quality and above can it be possible to collect magic weapon-level flying swords.
Of course, there are some people with truly astonishing talents who can make an exception and enter Luo Jianfeng in the innate realm, and choose flying swords. There are people like this in the Tiansha and Changhe lineages, and they have taken magic weapon-level flying swords from them."
Shen Lingjin responded to the several directions pointed out by Su Yun one by one.
Especially when talking about Luo Jianfeng, her eyes were filled with envy.