Chapter 70

What really shocked Wufeng's first seat was not that Su Zimo had survived the eight misfortunes.

It was Su Zimo's knife.

As the real Jindan, the five members of Wenxuan could feel that the bursting power of this sword has surpassed the full blow of the Dzogchen practitioner.

A mortal, just by relying on his physical body to explode, has already surpassed the power of the Dzogchen Qi practitioner. What is this concept?

It proves that this person's body is comparable to a spirit beast, and even compared to the spirit monster in the early days of foundation building, it is not much better!

Besides, Su Zimo's murderous attack was too heavy.

If you can cut this knife, the blood on your hand will never be less!

How could a mortal be contaminated with so much blood?

What shocked them even more was that Su Zimo dared to attack Xuan Yi, and he was so decisive!

You know, Su Zimo is just a mortal.

And Xuan Yi, as a real Jin Dan, the first seat of the formation, since he can stand here, he must be the immortal in the eyes of mortals.

Su Zimo's sword meant killing immortals!

"Why do you want to shoot at me?" Xuan Yi asked with piercing eyes, staring at Su Zimo in a deep voice.

At this moment, Su Zimo probably guessed that he had fallen into the illusion just now, and everything he had experienced was nothing but spectacle.

Su Zimo lowered his head slightly and said, "I just thought that the senior had shot me and pushed me down the top of the mountain. That's why I made this cut."

This answer is naturally also expected in the first seat of Wufeng.

But the more so, the more troublesome the five feel.

This is a rebellious person, regardless of whether you are an immortal or any power backer, if you dare to offend me, I will dare to kill you!

In the eyes of the five people, Su Zimo was like an out-of-the-sheath sword, cutting iron like mud, showing its sharp edge, not only injuring the enemy, but also possibly injuring himself.

It is hard to say whether it is a blessing or a curse for such a person to worship into the sect.

But Su Zimo's character is rare, his will is firm, and he has even survived eight misfortunes. Such a genius is rare in a lifetime. If Misty Peak misses it, he will be a little bit reluctant.

What's more, Su Zimo has passed the three tests of the sect.

The first Wufeng glanced at each other, and he was a little bit undecided.

It stands to reason that such a person, Lingfeng's first Wenxuan will be admitted to the door for the first time, but at this time, he did not speak.

Wen Xuan pondered a little, took out a measuring spirit stone from the storage bag, handed it to Su Zimo, and said in a deep voice, "You can test the spirit root again."

Su Zimo held the measuring spirit stone.

The red light on the measuring spirit stone was flourishing, exuding a trace of scorching heat.

Wufeng first saw this scene and nodded secretly.

Fire attribute, Tianlinggen, that's right.

Before the thoughts of the five people fell, they saw the Lingshi testing seem to burn, and in a blink of an eye it turned into ashes, falling from Su Zimo's fingers.

Everyone was stunned on the spot.

What's the situation?

The fat Daotong looked excited, and pointed to Su Zimo and said: "The first adult, you see, I am right!"

The first person in Wufeng is a real Jindan, but he has never seen one who can burn the test spirit stone to ashes because of the test of a spiritual root.

eccentric.

At this moment, a majestic voice sounded in the five people's minds.

"This son is too murderous, and his sharp edge is too strong. Since he is the root of the fire spirit, he can be worshipped into the peak of the device, practice the technique of refining the weapon, and wear off the sharpness of his body, and then make another plan."

This is the voice of the suzerain of Miao Miao Peak, except for the first seat of the Five Peaks, no one else noticed it.

Qifeng's first seat is the raunchy old man on the top of the mountain.

The old man looked at Su Zimo with a smile, and said, "Let's go, and I will return to Qifeng with the old man. From now on, you will be the disciple of Miaofeng's trial and you will be in Qifeng.

"good."

Su Zimo nodded.

The lonely man, the white-shirted woman, and the little fat man walked into the Lingfeng in a logical manner, and the remaining three mortals went to Danfeng, Jinfeng and Fufeng respectively.

The old man waved his greasy sleeves, rolled up Su Zimo, and left the top of the mountain directly.

Not long after, Su Zimo was taken to Qifeng, and the old man said, "From now on, I will be your master. We have no rules in Qifeng. You can call me old man."

"Xue Yi, yes, it's you, come here!"

The old man beckoned to the disciple passing by not far away.

This disciple named Xue Yi was thin and thin, ran quickly, bowed slightly to the old man, and yelled respectfully: "Master."

"This is Su Zimo, who has just entered the sect. It is your junior. You can take him to get a sect token and a few things to test the disciple, and then take him to choose a cave."

After the old man finished speaking, he tossed his sleeves and went away.

"Then trouble brother." Su Zimo clasped his fists.

Xue Yi smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay, you're welcome."

Xue Yi took Su Zimo to a magnificent attic, and introduced: "This is the symbol of our Qifeng. The disciples of the five peaks who want a spiritual weapon have to come here to use their contribution points in exchange for it. The sect contribution points are very important, and they can be exchanged for spiritual stones, medicine pills, and exercise secrets and other items."

"How do I get the contribution points?" Su Zimo asked.

"Among the five peaks, there is a quest stele. The quests will be updated every once in a while, and contribution points will be rewarded. Of course, the greater the difficulty, the more contribution points will be obtained."

Xue Yi brought Su Zimo to the front of the spirit weapon pavilion, and bowed to the old man guarding the gate, and said, "Senior, this is a new disciple of Qifeng, come to receive a sect token."

"Oh, name?"

The gatekeeper opened his wistful eyes and asked weakly.

"Su Zimo."

The old man at the gate took out a long jade token from his storage bag, engraved with mysterious lines on one side, and smooth and blank on the other.

The fingertips of the gatekeeper old man are excited. He shot out a spirit energy and wrote three crooked words on the smooth side-Su Zimo.

The old man at the gate just threw it away, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Su Zimo took the token, took a closer look, and found nothing surprising.

Xue Yi smiled and said: "Junior Brother, don't underestimate this sect token. With the token, you can enter and leave the sect freely. The fog outside can't hold you down."

Su Zimo nodded and cautiously took it into his arms.

Xue Yi patted his forehead, as if remembering something, turned his head to look at the old man at the gate, and asked with a smile: "Senior, are you still giving something less?"

The old man guarding the door didn't open his eyes, and took out a storage bag with his backhand and threw it over.

Xue Yi took it and handed it to Su Zimo, "Junior Brother, there is a copy of Spirit Peeping Technique, there is also a Qi Condensation Jue, and there are ten low-grade spirit stones, please take it away."

Xue Yi knew that Su Zimo was not condensed, so he opened the storage bag, took out the two books in it, and put them in Su Zimo's hands.

Xue Yi sacrificed his flying sword, let Su Zimo jump up, took him to the middle of the mountain, pointed to the rows of cave houses and said: "We have very few disciples in Qifeng, and most cave houses are empty. Junior brother, you can choose any one. Bar."

Su Zimo thought that he still had to cultivate the Secret Book of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness, so he chose a remote cave house and settled down on the Misty Peak.