Chapter 135 - Meeting The Head

As soon as he entered the main hall, Fei Hong turned to look around and saw that there were more than ten people sitting in the main hall, including Master Dong and Master Lin. And sitting on the high platform in the middle, with a graceful appearance and a smile, should be Zhong Qingyang, the head of Lingxiu Mountain.

When Fei Hong came to meet and pay his respect to the head of the sect, Zhong Qingyang smiled and said, "Is this our little friend, Fei Hong?"

Fei Hong quickly bowed and nodded: "Disciple Fei Hong, meet the Sect Master!"

"Forget it, there is no need for such a big scene." Zhong Qingyang said: "Since the little friend holds the real order, I will accept the little friend as a disciple in the sect according to the rules of the ancestors. However, according to the rules, the little friend wants to get a drop of life spring water, I heard that you are going to give up this opportunity, but is it true?"

Fei Hong's expression remained unchanged, he nodded and said, "Well, the disciple knows that his talent is not high, so it is better to give it to a useful senior."

Even though he said that, Fei Hong's heart was in pain: This was the fountain of life, if one throw a drop at will, it would be strange if one didn't cause boiling blood and hatred!

More than ten people in the hall saw that Fei Hong's expression did not change, and while thinking about what idea Dong Dingshan had used, they greatly appreciated Fei Hong's performance.

"That's fine." Zhong Qingyang seemed to be very satisfied with Fei Hong's performance: "It's not easy for a little friend to be able to get this drop of life spring water, which shows the mind of the little friend. It's Junior Brother Dong, you must make good compensation for the little friend."

This could be regarded as speaking for Fei Hong. Of course, Dong Dingshan had no objection. He clasped his fist and said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Chief, Junior Brother will definitely not treat Nephew badly."

"Well, that's it, Junior Brother Lin." Zhong Qingyang looked at Lin Quan: "Now Xiaoyou Fei is my disciple of Lingxiu Mountain, you can arrange the residence of Xiaoyou, tell us the rules of the sect, and then let him follow first. It's good for the disciples to practice. As for the chores work, it's good to arrange a little friend to go there in the next few days. If the little friend performs well in the future, he will be promoted."

These words were not leaking, and this junior Fei Hong was also enthusiastic. After thanking the sect master, he went with Lin Quan.

Along the way, Lin Quan explained some things about Lingxiu Mountain to Fei Hong in great detail.

There were almost ten thousand people in Lingxiu Mountain, including internal affairs disciples and external affairs disciples, but among these ten thousand people, more than eighty percent were disciples of the earth realm, and the disciples of the Jindan Realm such as the head Zhong Qingyang and the uncle Lin Quan are only about hundreds of people in number. These people were the backbone of Lingxiu Mountain.

If he advanced further up, he would be the master of the Core Realm. However, after arriving at the Jindan realm, he basically awakened the bloodline inheritance in his body, and relying on the bloodline of his ancestors to summon the power of the ancient bloodline, he could be regarded as the town elder of the major sects. In the entire Lingxiu Mountain, there were only a few masters in the Core Realm.

Lin Quan kept his mouth shut and continued talking, and inadvertently stated the situation of higher cultivation: The reason why the five sects became the five sects of Yuan Kingdom depended not only on the strength of the martial arts in the sect, but more importantly, the bloodline inheritance. The point was, these five sects each have a few characters who could be regarded as old monsters' masters of condensing beasts!

This kind of person had completely activated the bloodline inheritance, and could obtain the most primitive inheritance power through the bloodline. He was definitely a master of flying. However, Lin Quan had only met one such master, and he had only met once. He was the great master of thirty Qingyang, who was said to be nearly seven hundred years old. He had not appeared for many years. He didn't know the life like commoners do.

And if those low-level Mai Tongjing disciples wanted to stand out, they must pass the competition held every five years to get the opportunity to take the spring of life. Of course, among the thousands of disciples, only twenty ortwentythirty thirty people could get the spring of life every time.

However, among these twenty or thirty people, only about ten people could successfully enter the earth realm. But once they entered the earth realm, they could freely find a place with sufficient spiritual energy in the Lingxiu Mountains as their own independent mansion. A place to practice.

Hearing Lin Quan said so much, Fei Hong felt even more arrogant and confidently followed Lin Quan to a quiet valley.

There were countless stone houses in the valley, which look like honeycombs. When several disciples saw Lin Quan coming, they quickly rushed forward, and bowed to say hello. Lin Quan also smiled and walked forward with Fei Hong.

Fei Hong realized in his heart that this Uncle Lin seemed to be popular, so it was no wonder that he would be the one to invite new disciples.

Lin Quan led Fei Hong around the aisle of the stone house, and when Fei Hong was a little dizzy, he stopped in front of a stone house that looked large but was in fact dilapidated.

"Junior Brother Zhao, please open the door. I brought a new disciple." Lin Quan said loudly.

Soon, the heavy stone door was pushed open with a squeaking sound, and Lin Quan walked in with Fei Hong.

As soon as he entered the door, Fei Hong frowned: There was an excessively strong smell of alcohol in this stone house. Fortunately, Fei Hong responded quickly and hurriedly covered his nose, otherwise he would have to spit it out.

Then Lin Quan's face was not good-looking, and he led Fei Hong through the corridor into the inner room.