Dragon Vein Martial God

In Zhang Ping's speech, most of the people here became excited and excited as if they were fighting chicken blood. They were proud to join the purple frost gate.

Jiang Ting's face also pretended to be excited. In fact, he was cold eyed.

It's just a coincidence that he will come to the purple frost gate. For him, even if he joins the purple frost gate, the only advantage is to add common sense to him.

Now, for example, he has heard a lot of common sense?

When everyone was excited, Dong Kai pressed his hands down: "be quiet."

All of them became silent in an instant, and they all looked at Zhang Ping and Zhang Ping eagerly, expecting them to continue to talk about some words that they could look forward to.

However, Zhang Ping shook his head slightly: "finally, let me tell you a word... If you go out for training in the future, don't see the spirit grass and treasures, and take them in a hurry. You know, except the spirit fruit, once you take the spirit grass, it will leave some toxins in your body."

"What?"

"True or false?"

"How could..."

All the people suddenly exclaimed, one after another.

"Be quiet." After a light drink, Zhang Ping waved: "come here first today, and let's all go down to practice. If there's something you don't understand, come here for advice. All new disciples have three days to get familiar with and rest. After three days, you need to serve the sect."

Jiang tingwen speech, frowned, with a little haze turned to leave.

Taking lingcao raw will leave toxin in the body?

He didn't forget that he was able to break through to the fourth floor because he refined a magic rain grass before he arrived at the high platform... Jiang Ting's departure was not remarkable. After all, many people left like him.

There are not many people left to consult.

Back to the fence yard.

Jiang Ting was silent for a while. He did not enter the room to rest or the lobby. Instead, he sat on the ground and silently operated the five elements to check his body.

About half a quarter of an hour, he performed several exercises, and his mind constantly scanned his body... He did not find the toxin Zhang Ping said.

Cheated?

But at that moment, Jiang Ting shakes his head again. Zhang Ping's task is obviously to explain common sense to the new disciple. There's no need to cheat him... Then, I'm afraid his strength is too weak to find the residual toxin in his body?

Or, the magic rain grass is too common, even if there is residue after he takes it, the residual speed is too small, too small, almost imperceptible.

Or maybe the so-called poison is not poison, but something hidden in the body. Because the reasons involved are too high-end, which is not understood by Zhang Ping and others at all, so they call it toxin?

He didn't know exactly what it was, but he could only make sure that it would leave a bad hidden danger.

"It seems that the way of alchemy is to pick it up again." With a whisper, Jiang Ting shakes his head and does not think about it. Instead, he begins to practice in silence.

For Jiang Ting, cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat... It's always good to work hard.

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In the blink of an eye, three days, fleeting.

In the evening.

Jiang Ting is still quietly cultivating immortals in the yard, making progress... Compared with three-day money, he has a little more mana in his body... Not much, just a little more.

Not long.

The clan Keepsake hanging around his waist suddenly began to blink, and he woke up as soon as he was still practicing.

Then he finished the work slowly.

After finishing his practice, he sank his mind into the keepsake.

The message from the keepsake is not complicated. It just tells him that the three-day break has passed. Now that he has become a disciple of zishuang sect, he should contribute to zishuang sect.

If there are advantages, there are obligations.

As a disciple of zishuang sect, I'm a servant disciple of the outer sect. Although I can't see any other benefits for the time being... The benefits I can see are that Jiang Ting has a Peiyuan pill and ten spirit stones as salary every month.

Obligations are the routine tasks assigned by zishuangmen every month... In addition to the routine tasks, there are also some special tasks. There are many kinds of special tasks, and the time spent is not fixed.

If there is no special task, you have to complete the routine task once a month. This is an obligation that cannot be refused.

After finishing the task of zishuang gate, you can get the contribution points of zishuang gate... The contribution points of zishuang gate have many uses. They can be exchanged for magic arts, magic weapons, treasures, seal characters, pills and so on.

In Jiang Ting's view, zishuang gate seems to be a sect, but in fact, it seems not a sect. It is more like a force that attracts ordinary people with interests, and then returns them with interests.

After a while, Jiang Ting shook his head slightly, got up and left the yard, and went to the task Hall... What kind of structure is zishuang gate? It has nothing to do with him, and it's too far away from him.

Now, he is just a little ant at the level of refining Qi. He thinks too much, but he wastes his brain cells, which is no good.

With the blessing of light body skill, Jiang Ting kept jumping in the plain, and soon got close to a mountain outside... But instead of getting close to the mountain, he stopped on a flat ground.

There is a huge three story building. Besides the building, there are more than ten huge statues. He doesn't know any of them. Maybe they are the strong men of zishuangmen or some ancestors?

And the three story building, written three words.

Mission hall.

Although it is already ten in the evening, mission hall is still very busy here.

Although he didn't have much conversation with others, after entering the task hall, Jiang Ting still saw some acquaintances... Well, the acquaintances who entered the purple frost gate with him.

However, he honestly stood at the back and began to line up, ears moving, listening to many conversations in the task hall.

"Are these new disciples?"

"Come on, according to their qualifications, that is, some laborers..."

"Well, I'm on a foreign garrison mission again. Damn it..."

A lot of comments, full of disdain, ridicule and other ideas, cultivation... Well, most of them are higher than Jiang ting.

About half a column of incense.

At the end of the line, Jiang Ting also reached the front. There was a counter, in which there was a man like the second ancestor.

Cultivation... That man's cultivation is not as high as Jiang Tinggao's. He only has three levels of cultivation of refining gas, and he doesn't know where his pride comes from.

Perhaps today's task is too heavy, the man to Jiangting no good face, voice Indifference: "name."

"Jiang ting." Jiang Ting showed a simple and honest smile.

The man took out a bamboo like object, as if he was exploring something.

After about three breath, the man threw out another jade slip: "this is your task, the next one."

After taking over the jade slips, Jiang Ting smiles and then leaves.

After going out of the task hall, Jiang tingcai sank his mind into the jade slips... What was recorded in them was not complicated, but the task he was going to do this time.

The task is also very simple. Let him go to a mine about 100 miles away to guard.

He didn't know what the vein was digging... The description of the task is simple and clear.