Chapter 70

What really shocked the first Wufeng was not that Su Zimo had survived the calamity of eight sufferings.

It was Su Zimo's knife.

As Jindan real people, Wenxuan five people can feel that the power of this knife has surpassed the full blow of the Great Perfection Trainer.

A mortal, just by relying on the physical body to explode, has already surpassed the power of the Great Perfection Qi Practitioner. What is the concept?

It proves that this person's physical body is comparable to a spirit beast, even compared to the spirit demon in the early stage of foundation building, not much less!

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

If you can cut out this knife, there will be no less blood on your hands!

How could a mortal be contaminated with so much blood?

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

You know, Su Zimo is just a mortal.

And Xuan Yi, as a real person of Jindan, the first seat of the formation peak, since he can stand here, he must be a fairy in the eyes of mortals.

Su Zimo's knife has the meaning of killing an immortal!

"Why are you shooting at me?" Xuan Yi stared at Su Zimo and asked in a deep voice.

In this moment of time, Su Zimo probably guessed that he had just fallen into an illusion, and everything he had experienced was nothing but a mirror.

Su Zimo bowed his head slightly and said, "Just now I mistakenly thought that senior shot me and pushed me off the top of the mountain, that's why I have this knife."

This answer was naturally also expected from the first five peaks.

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

This is a rebellious person, don't care if you are an immortal or any powerful backing, if you dare to offend me, I will dare to kill you!

In the eyes of the five people, Su Zimo was like a sharp sword drawn out of the sheath, cutting iron like mud, with a sharp edge, which could not only injure the enemy, but also himself.

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

But Su Zimo's heart is rare, his will is firm, and he has even survived the calamity of eight sufferings. Such a genius is rare in a lifetime. If Misty Peak is missed, it will be a bit reluctant.

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

The first five peaks looked at each other, and they were a little undecided.

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

Wenxuan pondered for a while, took out a spirit test stone from the storage bag, handed it to Su Zimo, and said solemnly, "You can test the spirit root again."

Su Zimo held the Spirit Test Stone.

The red light on the Spirit Test Stone was bright, exuding a scorching heat.

Seeing this scene, the head of Wufeng nodded secretly.

Fire attribute, Tianling root, yes.

Before the five of them thought about it, they saw that the Spiritual Measuring Stone seemed to be burning, turned into ashes in a blink of an eye, and fell from Su Zimo's fingers.

The crowd froze on the spot.

What's the situation?

The fat boy looked excited, pointed at Su Zimo and said, "Master Chief, look, I'm right!"

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

eccentric.

At this moment, a majestic voice sounded in the minds of the five.

"This son's murderous aura is too strong, and his sharp edge is too strong. Since he is a fire spirit root, he can worship the peak of the weapon, practice the art of refining tools, wear off the edge of his body, and then make another plan."

This is the sound transmission of the sect master of Misty Peak, and no one else noticed except the first one of the five peaks.

The first seat of Qifeng is the sloppy old man on the top of the mountain.

The old man looked at Su Zimo and smiled, and said, "Let's go, follow the old man and I will return to Qifeng, from now on you will be the trial disciple of Misty Peak, and you will be a member of Qifeng.

"it is good."

Su Zimo nodded.

The arrogant man, the white-shirted woman, and the little fat man naturally worshipped Lingfeng, and the remaining three mortals went to Danfeng, Zhenfeng, and Fufeng respectively.

The old man waved his oil-stained sleeve robe, 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, "I will be your master from now on. We don't have so many rules in Qifeng. You can call me old man."

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

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

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

"This is Su Zimo, who just joined the sect. It's your junior brother. You take him to get a sect token and a few things for trial disciples, and then take him to choose a cave."

After the bad old man finished speaking, he flicked his sleeve robe and floated away.

"Then I will trouble senior brother." Su Zimo folded his fists.

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

Xue Yi brought Su Zimo to a grand and magnificent attic and introduced: "This is the hallmark of our Qifeng Spirit Tool Pavilion. If the trial disciples in the five peaks want spirit tools, they have to come here and use their contribution points in exchange for them. The contribution points of the sect are very important, and they can be exchanged for spiritual stones, medicinal pills, and other items such as secret books for cultivation.”

"How to get contribution points?" Su Zimo asked.

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

Xue Yi brought Su Zimo to the front of the Lingqi Pavilion, bowed to the old man guarding the gate, and said, "Senior, this is a new disciple from Qifeng, here to receive a Zongmen token."

"Oh, name?"

The gatekeeper opened his sullen eyes and asked feebly.

"Su Zimo."

The old gatekeeper took out a long jade token from the storage bag, one side was engraved with mysterious lines, and the other side was smooth and blank.

The fingertips of the old gatekeeper. Shooting out a spiritual energy, he wrote three crooked words on the smooth side - Su Zimo.

The old gatekeeper threw it away and closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

Su Zimo took the token and looked at it carefully, and found nothing unusual.

Xue Yi smiled and said, "Junior brother, don't underestimate this sect token. With the token, you can enter and exit the sect freely, and the fog outside can't trap you."

Su Zimo nodded and carefully put it into his arms.

Xue Yi patted his forehead and seemed to remember something. He turned to look at the old gatekeeper and asked with a smile, "Senior, are you giving me one less thing?"

The old gatekeeper didn't open his eyes, he took out a storage bag with his backhand and threw it over.

Xue Yi took it, handed it to Su Zimo and said, "Junior brother, there is a book of peeping spirit, and a book of condensing Qi, and there are ten low-grade spirit stones, you can put them away."

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

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

Su Zimo thought that he still had to practice the Secret Tome of the Twelve Demon Kings in the Great Wilderness, so he chose a cave dwelling in a remote corner and settled down on Misty Peak.