In front of the Zhou Tong duo was an empty mountain peak.
"Senior Brother, could it be that we have come to the wrong place?”Zhou Tong asked, puzzled.
Xie Chunqiu chuckled and clapped his hands gently. A huge rock in front of him moved with the sound, revealing a large empty space.
Zhou Tong was still in a daze.
"Follow me."
"Remember my steps."
Xie Chunqiu said softly.
He then took three steps forward and two steps back, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right. Zhou Tong had never seen such a strange move. However, his eyesight and speed were not bad.
After advancing for 500 meters, the mountain rocks in front of him instantly changed. A grand hall appeared in front of him. The plaque in the hall had the words 'Weapon Pavilion', but there was also a broken blade stuck in it, which was very eye-catching.
Zhou Tong had noticed this on his first visit.
Xie Chunqiu was the same.
He explained softly," I heard that it was done by an old senior in the sect. Because his seniority was too high, even higher than the sect master, the Broken Blade had always been placed on top, and no one dared to pull it out.”
Zhou Tong nodded lightly.
Although he was surprised, he didn't come here for this.
Of course, he did not think too much about it.
Just as Zhou Tong was about to push open the door and enter, Jie Chunqiu stopped him. "Brother, wait a moment."
He shouted anxiously, as if some danger was coming.
Zhou Zhong retracted his hand, puzzled.
The door of the Weapon Pavilion suddenly opened, and a young man in plain clothes walked out.
He looked at the two of them and said condescendingly," Come, show me your identity token.”
"Those who do not wish to enter will be beheaded!"
" Outer sect disciple, Jie Chunqiu."
"Alchemist room disciple Zhou Tong."
The two of them handed over their identity tokens.
However, the plain-clothed youth completely ignored the Spring and Autumn Annals and instead focused his gaze on Zhou Tong. "I've long heard that there's a new junior apprentice brother in the pill concocting room. You can enter the Weapon Pavilion."
Xie Chunqiu's guess was right.
Outer disciples were not qualified to enter the Weapon Pavilion.
However, the disciples in the alchemy room were not outer sect disciples, nor were they inner sect disciples. They were detached from the world, so it was convenient.
"Please."
The young man in plain clothes made a "please" gesture.
Zhou Tong turned around and glanced at Xie Chunqiu, only to see his expression turn slightly cold. However, he still maintained a calm appearance as he consoled Zhou Tong," I'll wait for you outside.”
In the past, before they joined the sect, many mortal factions thought that as long as they entered the Misty Sect, they could be called a top expert.
For this reason, countless people sent their children to the Misty Sect.
This included the disciples from the servant rooms.
However, what those people did not expect was that the hierarchy in the sect was a man-eating food chain.
The inner sect suppressed the outer sect, and the outer sect looked down on the handymen.
As for the handymen?
They were naturally more relieved than those young people who had not entered the Misty Sect.
When Zhou Tong thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh at the strict hierarchy of this world.
Only fists of strength could set the rules.
He said to Xie Chunqiu," I'll be back soon.”
The young man did not spare Xie Chunqiu another glance as he led Zhou Tong into the hall.
The Weapon Pavilion occupied a large area and had hundreds of rooms.
The disciples walking on the long road had different expressions.
The plain-clothed youth seemed to be very interested in Zhou Tong's identity, and he casually chatted with him about the matter of Grand Master Pang.
Zhou Tong answered one by one.
Only then did the young man in plain clothes relax. Although there had never been anyone who dared to impersonate a disciple of the refining room. However, the identity token was indeed quite easy to forge.
He should be more cautious.
The young man in plain clothes was an inner disciple. He came to the Weapon Pavilion this time to complete a mission for the weapon he liked.
Receiving the emissary.
It was commonly known as 'guarding the gate'.
"If you want something, go to the room in front and tell the old man who is dozing off. He will find you the right one. However, you also need an equivalent reward." The young man in plain clothes paused and reminded him," You are a disciple of the refining room. This was a big step ahead of most of the people present. Pills are a hard currency."
"Thanks for the reminder." Zhou Tong said gratefully.
The young man in plain clothes waved his hand." My name is Feng Cheng. I'll protect you when you enter the inner sect.”
"Thank you, thank you." Zhou Tong thanked him again.
He could tell that this fellow seemed to have the intention of befriending him. It had to be said that the title of a pill refining disciple was very useful.
Zhou Tong said in his heart.
The room in front of him was a little out of place. There was actually a thatched cottage hidden in the building complex of the grand hall.
Smoke was rising from the kitchen chimneys above the thatched cottage, making it look like it was living.
"Old man."
Zhou Tong walked into the room and spoke to the old man who was lying lazily.
The old man had a simple and honest expression. He said with his big yellow teeth," What's the matter?”
"Eh?"
"The little guy is actually a monster with all attributes. Hehe, interesting. A Level Four martial artist? Not bad, not bad."
Zhou Tong was slightly shocked when he saw the old man reveal his strength and ability with a single glance.
As expected, in this world of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, the elderly must not be provoked.
No one knew when they had offended an expert!
"What kind of weapon do you want?"
"I want a knife. The best saber." Zhou Tong replied.
The slovenly old man tightened his clothes. He seemed to be a little cold.
However, it was not cold in the dog days.
Moreover, there was actually a stove in this thatched cottage.
The old man was warming himself by the summer stove. Zhou Tong, who had witnessed all of this, felt a little curious.
"Someone who uses a knife. Haha, it reminds me of an old friend.”The old man sighed and then asked calmly," The rule of the Weapon Pavilion is to exchange items for items. I'll give you a saber of the same grade as the amount of wealth you have.”
"100 low-grade spirit stones and I'll give you a low-grade mortal weapon.”
"Two hundred mid grade spirit stones and I'll give you a mid grade mortal weapon.”
"As for a high-grade mortal weapon, hehe, it costs 1,000 high-grade spirit stones.”
Spirit stones were a common commodity in this world and could be used almost everywhere.
This was because spirit stones could not only be exchanged for items, but they could also be used for cultivation. They were very popular among martial artists.
"Senior." Zhou Tong thought for a moment, then asked tentatively," Could it be that your body has left behind a root of disaster in the battle? As a result, his body was like a frozen land every day?”
The old man raised his head, his murky eyes fixed on Zhou Tong.
An unprecedented pressure instantly concentrated on Zhou Tong.
"Tell me, who told you?"
Killing intent.
Condensed killing intent surrounded Zhou Tong.
Zhou Tong did not panic. He said seriously and respectfully," I'm from the Alchemy Room. Naturally, he understood some basic principles.”
The killing intent slowly receded.
The old man tidied up the stove in front of him and added a few more pieces of charcoal.
" So you're Little Pang's disciple."
Xiao Pang.
The corners of Zhou Tong's mouth twitched.
This completely proved that the old man's status was very high.
Zhou Tong said directly to the old man," I want a spirit weapon.”
The old man sneered.
"I can cure your internal injuries." Zhou Tong calmly continued.
The lazy old man suddenly stood up." You can cure me?"”
The next second, he shook his head slightly." Impossible. Even your master doesn't have that ability. What right do you have?"
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