Chapter 184: Inventory of Harvest

The inner disciples are the core of the sect, and their authority is far beyond what the outer disciples can compare with. However, the inner disciples also have different statuses. First, they are the direct descendants of the peak master and the chief disciples, enjoying the peak's resources. Secondly, there are the inner disciples. Disciples of the elders of the sect, followed by ordinary disciples of the inner sect.

At this moment, Yu Changsheng felt that as an old disciple of Wei, he was no worse than the peak master's direct disciple. He had as much authority as he should have, or even more.

"Thank you, Master." Yu Changsheng thanked him.

"You are already a master and disciple, so you don't have to be so polite. Besides, this is what you deserve. If you had agreed to become Lu Ruikai, you would have become the disciple of the deputy master at least." Mr. Wei waved his hand and scolded with a smile.

Yu Changsheng scratched his head and smiled naively: "So what, when he sees the master, he will also obediently call himself a junior?"

Mr. Wei smiled and nodded, sighing: "He just respects my status. In terms of strength, I am not as good as him."

"Identities are fictitious, and strength is the most important. My master has high expectations for you. First, practice these two techniques. One for body training is suitable for your current stage, and one for spells can be Use it in conjunction with the beast control, and the same attributes complement each other. As for other things, you should not practice too messy things. "

"There are no more skills, but more skills. You can think more about the beast shadow you used before and the Thousand Thoughts Slash I taught you."

Speaking of the beast's shadow, Mr. Wei took a sip of tea. The hazy tea mist just covered the expression on his face, and the vicissitudes of life and memories in his eyes were concealed together.

"Yes, master." Yu Changsheng said obediently.

"Well, go and practice hard. If you have anything you don't understand, you can ask me. Anyway, I have nothing to do, just bask in the sun in this zoo."

As he spoke, Mr. Wei showed a smile and patted the little black turtle on his knee.

A flash of dissatisfaction flashed across the little Xuan Turtle's expression, and then he shrank back.

"The most urgent thing is to improve your cultivation first."

"You have reached the peak of Qi refining. You can start thinking about foundation building later. If there is anything missing, please tell me."

Mr. Wei smiled lightly.

The two chatted for a while, and then Yu Changsheng left. After Yu Changsheng left, the smile on Mr. Wei's face gradually disappeared, and he sipped the tea and murmured to himself.

"It hasn't been long. Is it my luck at Yushou Peak? Or does he have his own chance?"

"Special beast-controlling physique...and spiritual consciousness that can be compared to a golden elixir when refining energy..."

"It's so similar to the Cao Jinxian of the past. He just doesn't know how to use a sword."

Speaking of this, Mr. Wei narrowed his eyes and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his hand and wiped it nonchalantly.

"I'm getting old, and I can't live much longer. I just hope I won't be another Cao Jinxian, hahaha."

Smiling, Mr. Wei patted the little turtle again, regardless of whether the shrunken head inside could hear it.

"Old guy, don't worry, trust me again this time..."

"Since I have been promoted to the inner sect, I should find a new place to live."

Holding the inner door jade tube given by Mr. Wei, Yu Changsheng thought deeply. After making up his mind, he informed the affairs hall and finally chose a new cave abode on the mountainside of Yushou Peak.

With the help of Mr. Wei's jade tube, he could actually choose most places on the Beast Control Peak, even the top of the mountain. However, in the end, Yu Changsheng was not so high-profile and chose a place with strong spiritual energy, quietness and convenience as the final cave.

The hills, pavilions, flowing water, everything you need, and if you pay a certain amount of money, you can even arrange servant services. Compared with the outer disciples, it is not a bit better, which makes Yu Changsheng very satisfied.

After arranging all this, he finally felt at ease, and he couldn't wait to open Huang Yayu's treasure bag and check it out.

"Let me see what kind of treasure this Huang Yayu has."

When you open the treasure bag, the first thing you see is the mountain of spiritual stones. The number is so large that even if you just glance at it roughly, there are probably as many as 20,000 to 30,000.

"You've just established your foundation and you're so rich?"

Yu Changsheng was stunned for a moment and secretly smacked his tongue, but he was even more delighted. With a sweep of his spiritual mind, all other items in the treasure bag were immediately visible.

In addition to the spirit stones, Huang Yayu's treasure bag contained some sword manuals. After a cursory glance, Yu Changsheng was not interested.

A simple scripture book in the corner, in blood red color, caught Yu Changsheng's attention.

"The Four Swords of Destruction of Life?"

Yu Changsheng looked carefully and saw that the sword technique Huang Yayu performed at that time was still fresh in his memory.

So I browsed through it hastily, and after just a moment, I felt a little disappointed.

"It's just a fragment. Although I don't need it, it's incredibly powerful and certainly valuable. I'll look back and see if I can solve the selling point."

Yu Changsheng pondered, apart from these, most of the rest are miscellaneous things. At a glance, there are very few things that can be used.

"Huh?"

Just when Yu Changsheng wanted to take back his spiritual consciousness, his expression changed, he was a little surprised, and his thoughts changed. In an inconspicuous corner, a piece of gray animal skin paper appeared in his hand.

The animal skin is simple and unsophisticated. It is unknown what kind of spiritual animal material it is. The traces of time are very obvious in it. It is gray and black in color. It is not easy to find it without looking carefully.

"You didn't find this thing just now?"

Yu Changsheng was curious and surprised when he got the animal skin. He reached out and touched it gently, feeling a slight coolness. He couldn't tell what material it was made of, but it was very comfortable.

"This material is not simple," Yu Changsheng pondered, slowly unfolding the animal skin.

Ancient lines appeared one after another, engraved like blood, and a faint smell of blood entered Yu Changsheng's nose.

Yu Changsheng's eyes condensed, and his spiritual sense carefully checked every corner of the animal skin, but he found nothing else, and there was no other sense of danger.

"Is this a map?"

The blood-colored lines on the animal skin were not chaotic, but orderly, as if recording something, but it was a pity that no matter how Yu Changsheng checked, he did not get any harvest or strange phenomena.

"You don't make any annotations, who can understand this."

Yu Changsheng shook his head helplessly, and after checking several times without finding anything, he gave up and put it into the system backpack without much entanglement.

Maybe Huang Suyu knew what was on it, but now Huang Suyu was dead and couldn't die anymore, so Yu Changsheng could only go with the flow.

"This Huang Suyu doesn't look very rich. Just this little wealth."

After checking everything in the treasure bag, Yu Changsheng curled his lips, a little dissatisfied.

Huang Suyu's treasure bag contained a lot of spiritual stones, as well as a lot of elixirs, medicinal materials, talismans and other miscellaneous items. Although they were valuable, most of them were Qi-refining items. For a foundation-building cultivator, such wealth was somewhat inconsistent with his status.

However, Yu Changsheng changed his mind and realized that Huang Suyu had just built his foundation not long ago, so he was relieved.

"Besides, the most valuable thing is not these, but Huang Suyu's Dragon Roaring Sword."

Yu Changsheng's mind moved, and the Dragon Roaring Sword in his backpack appeared in his hand. The sword body glowed with cold light. Yu Changsheng smiled slightly, flicked his fingers lightly on it, and a clear sound resounded throughout the room.

"Clang!!!"

"Not bad," Yu Changsheng nodded with satisfaction, "It seems that Huang Suyu has used all his wealth to make this sword. It is indeed a top-notch magic weapon."

"The most important thing is that a faint spirit of the weapon has been born. It seems that it has reached the standard of a low-grade spiritual treasure."

The simplest magic weapon is a common weapon, followed by a magic weapon, and above the magic weapon is a spiritual treasure, each of which is of amazing value.

And Huang Suyu's Longming was refined by him day and night. I don't know how much effort and precious materials it took. The quality is the best that Yu Changsheng has ever seen in his life.

It has even become spiritual, providing the foundation and possibility for its promotion to a spiritual treasure in the future. This is the most important thing.

It can be said that the most valuable thing on Huang Suyu's body is this Longming sword, which is more amazing than the sum of all the previous things.

Yu Changsheng pondered, flicking the Longming sword with his fingers.

The Longming sword trembled slightly, and invisible auras flowed through it, as if struggling.

"Interesting." Yu Changsheng frowned slightly, and put more force on his hands, and his vast divine thoughts covered every corner of the Dragon Roaring Sword.

"Since it is not easy for you to communicate with spirits, I will give you two choices. One is to surrender and be used by me, and the other is to be wiped out by me."

Yu Changsheng said lightly, his voice was indifferent. Under his vast divine thoughts, he could feel the little spirit hidden in the Dragon Roaring Sword.

The opponent already had a weak will, and at this moment, under the coverage of Yu Changsheng's divine thoughts, he trembled, and the sword body also trembled, and the sound of mourning continued.

However, Yu Changsheng didn't care, and the spirit in it also struggled violently, as if it was stubborn and would rather die than surrender.

"Hmm?" Yu Changsheng frowned, and the vast and surging divine thoughts turned into a huge wave, about to wipe out the little spirit on it.