This is a spacious and majestic palace. On the plaque, the three large characters "Shuwu Palace" are written in silver hooks and iron strokes, neatly and upright.
"Hey, isn't this Junior Brother Feng? Why would you be interested in coming to Feiyun Peak if you're not having fun at Xiaodong Peak?"
As soon as he entered the General Affairs Hall, a middle-aged man with a square face came over. He was obviously acquainted with Feng Dafu.
"I was wondering who it was. It turns out to be Senior Brother Song Jingtang. I never come to see you for no reason. It's Senior Brother who is in charge today, right?" Feng Dafu greeted him with a smile.
Song Jingtang nodded and looked at Wang Fu who was standing next to Feng Dafu.
"This junior fellow looks very unfamiliar."
"This is Wang Fu, who has just broken through to the fourth level of Qi Refining. I brought him here to go through the formalities." Feng Dafu said.
"Greetings, Senior Brother Song." Wang Fu bowed politely.
"A menial disciple?" Song Jingtang was surprised. Not many menial disciples could cultivate to the fourth level of Qi Refining. Most of them were sent down the mountain when the ten-year period was up. Moreover, this Wang Fu was so young.
Wait, Wang Fu? A chor disciple?
"What did you say his name was?"
"Wang Fu..."
"Is that Wang Fu?"
"Yes, that Wang Fu."
"You haven't grown three heads and six arms, but it's not easy for a mixed spiritual root to cultivate to the fourth level of Qi Refining." Song Jingtang looked Wang Fu up and down, then shook his head, "Come with me, since you have broken through the fourth level of Qi Refining, you are an outer disciple."
Wang Fu hurriedly followed. As for Feng Dafu, he was not in a hurry to leave, but followed behind with interest.
"Outer sect disciples are formal disciples of the sect, and are completely free from menial tasks. Magical instruments and robes are standard equipment. This is a storage bag, which contains a low-grade attacking magic instrument, a low-grade defensive magic instrument, a low-grade robe, a brief map of the sect, and your monthly salary of ten low-grade spirit stones." Song Jingtang took a small gray cloth bag from a table and threw it to Wang Fu. He also took out a token half the size of a palm, "This is a restriction token, and also an identity token for outer sect disciples."
"With this token, you can find any unmanned yard on Feiyun Peak to live in, but you only have one chance to choose. In addition, there is a micro-array on the token that can record merits. Merits can be exchanged for various treasures in the sect."
"Thank you, Senior Brother Song." Wang Fu took the token and thanked him quickly.
Song Jingtang nodded and continued, "You can try to refine the token. It has an initial ten points of sect merit, which can be exchanged for spells and five-element basic skills in the General Affairs Hall."
Upon hearing this, Wang Fu did as he was told.
Divine consciousness poured into the token and was refined instantly. A "cross" also appeared on the token.
"Do you want to exchange the skills?" Song Jingtang asked.
"Well, may I ask, Senior Brother Song, how many merits is this Five Elements Basic Skill worth?" Wang Fu asked in return.
The menial disciples only practice the first four levels of martial arts, and Wang Fu is no exception. He has to exchange for the subsequent martial arts of [Hou Tu Jue] no matter what. However, when Song Jingtang told him the price, his expression became complicated.
Song Jingtang said, "The Five Elements Basic Skill is worth five points of sect merit, and a primary intermediate spell is also worth five points of merit."
Exactly ten points of merit?
Was this not planned long ago?
Which disciple who just entered the outer sect doesn't need a complete set of basic skills? Doesn't he need to learn some elementary and intermediate spells? The ten points of sect merit he just got had to be spent before they even warmed up.
You have to spend it.
There is no need to explain much about the skills, but as for the elementary and intermediate spells, other disciples have them and you don't, so won't you be bullied by everyone?
"Hahaha..."
Feng Dafu, who followed behind him, looked at Wang Fu's tangled expression and laughed out loud, "Brother Song, it's been so many years, and the rules for entering the outer sect are still the same. Can you come up with some new ideas?"
"Don't give me that..." Song Jingtang ignored Feng Dafu and stared at Wang Fu, "Junior Brother Wang, do you want to exchange it?"
"Exchange." Wang Fu squeezed out the two words almost through gritted teeth.
It's really shady. I was given 10 points of merit and then they were taken back immediately. This trick of playing with one hand and the other is really cool.
"clever."
Song Jingtang smiled.
"Come with me."
You should be sensible.
Wang Fu followed with a bitter face and came to a side hall of the General Affairs Hall.
"This contains all the recorded five-element basic skills of Luoyu Sect and most of the elementary, intermediate and lower spells. You can go in and choose. It will take at most half an hour. If there is something you like, it doesn't matter if you choose too many. You can exchange them with spirit stones. Since you, Junior Brother Wang Fu, have just entered the outer sect, ten low-grade spirit stones will be enough..."
Without waiting for Song Jingtang to finish speaking, Wang Fu quickly walked into the side hall. He didn't want to listen to what this black-hearted Senior Brother Song had to say.
The side hall was quite spacious, with dark blue solid wood bookshelves arranged in an orderly manner. Books were placed on the bookshelves, and some of the bookshelves even contained jade slips that were specially used to record information.
Following the instructions, Wang Fu quickly found the "Thick Earth Art", a book that was much thicker than the one Feng Dafu gave him. When he opened it, he saw that it had thirteen layers in total, corresponding to the thirteenth level of Qi Refining.
The first four levels were exactly the same as the [Thick Earth Technique] he was practicing now. The only difference was that this technique did not record any spells.
"It seems that those elementary and lower-level spells are the only benefits for menial disciples."
Wang Fu shook his head with emotion. He put away the [Thick Earth Art] and went to the spell area to select spells.
There were elementary lower-level spells, elementary mid-level spells… spells with attributes, spells without attributes… there was a dazzling array of them, and there were even manuals on basic training such as refining equipment and alchemy. Wang Fu took a quick look and could not finish reading them all.
"There are just too many. It all depends on luck."
Wang Fu was just about to randomly select an earth-attributed spell when suddenly a faint light flickered in an inconspicuous corner.
Caught his attention.
At the same time, the same light appeared from the palm of Wang Fu's right hand.
"What's going on?" Wang Fu quickly looked at the palm of his hand, and suddenly an old man's face appeared in his mind vaguely. The old man was looking at him kindly. Although it was only for a moment, Wang Fu had remembered that this old man had appeared when he was climbing the Thousand Cliffs Stone Steps. He was in a trance at that time, and he would not have remembered it at all if he had not seen it again.
"Could this be something left behind by that old gentleman..."
Wang Fu had no doubts about it, and knew in his heart that the old man must be a great senior.
He picked up a thin book, [Basic Talisman Collection], and the light was released from inside it. He opened the book and saw a light golden page sandwiched inside, which looked out of place.
"Golden pages, what is this thing?"
"[Heavenly Talisman Scripture Chapter 1]...The method of drawing talismans, is this the opportunity that old gentleman gave me?"
On the golden pages, densely packed tiny characters were neatly arranged. When Wang Fu's fingers touched the pages, all the tiny characters seemed to come alive in an instant, turning into a torrent of words that poured into Wang Fu's brows. A huge amount of information swept through Wang Fu's mind like a tide.
After a few breaths, the light disappeared and the golden pages disappeared in the crowd.
"The way of talismans is vast and boundless..."
Wang Fu's eyes were as bright as day.