Chapter 320                                                             

Chongming City is about one month away from Jinling Sect, and it can be reached in a few days using the teleportation array. It is considered a city closer to Jinling Sect. The fastest update is

As the largest sect in Jinlingzhou, Jinling Sect is naturally extremely domineering, with a radius of tens of millions of miles, and there is no second large sect at all, but there are a lot of small forces.

This time Wang An went down the mountain, but in fact he just wanted to find a way to get into the Jinling Sect.

Jinling Sect is the largest sect in Jinlingzhou and is very strict in recruiting disciples. It is basically impossible to get in with a spiritual root like Wang An.

In addition, the Golden Dingtian of the Jinling Sect is now injured and the Holy Demon Sect is eyeing it. They will inevitably have a more severe assessment when recruiting disciples.

If you are an alchemist, you can enter the Jinling Sect; if you want to enter the Jinling Sect, you need at least the level of a high-level alchemist. However, a high-level alchemist cannot be named in Jinlingzhou, so Wang An has no good attention for the time being to penetrate the Jinling Sect.

When he arrived at Chongqing City, Wang An unexpectedly received news.

In a spiritual medicine shop affiliated to the Jinling Sect, they actually charge ten thousand-year-old spiritual herbs at a high price. If they are over a thousand years old and are useful for treating spiritual souls, those who are willing to sell them can propose a condition to the Jinling Sect.

Seeing this news, Wang An felt aroused his heart. He had clearly witnessed the injury of the Golden Cauldron before, and he also had the result of himself fueling the fire. If he had not released the Five Elements Spirit Sword into the Eight Desolate Sky Tower, he would probably not have been injured.

...

On this day, a middle-aged man with eight foundation building floors, big and thick, and thick eyebrows came to Baidan Hall in Chongming City.

His face was mysterious and mysterious. After coming in, he clamored to see the shopkeeper and said that he had a magic medicine.

"This fellow Taoist, I am the shopkeeper here. I heard you have a elixir of 100 years?" A Taoist priest in his early forties, wearing brocade clothes, walked out and asked Wang An.

"Shopkeeper, I do have the spiritual medicine you need. I am a low-level alchemist and I will never deceive you." Wang An looked at Wan Qianren and looked at the monks in the store with his eyes flashing.

At the same time, Wang An also took out a badge certified by the Alchemist Association from the storage bag.

"Haha, since fellow Taoist is from the Alchemist Association, please come and ask." Wan Qianren knew that Wang An deliberately did not say whether he had any spiritual medicine on him, and it was obvious that he was blaming himself for not paying attention to him.

Wan Qianren took Wang An to the backyard, and the host and guest sat down, and soon a maid served the spiritual tea.

"Haha, please forgive me. I have offended you just now. I will use tea instead of wine to apologize to fellow Taoists." Wan Qianren's face remained unchanged and personally handed a cup of tea to Wang An.

"Haha, it's okay. I heard that your store urgently needs elixirs, especially spiritual medicines such as restoration of souls?" Wang An took a sip of tea and said slowly.

"Oh, fellow Taoist has such a magic medicine?" Wan Qianren's eyes flashed with joy when he heard this.

"There is indeed a spiritual medicine underneath. This spiritual medicine not only has thousands of years of medicine, but also can heal the trauma of the soul." Wang An said astonishingly and suddenly spoke.

"Take this statement as? Where is the spiritual medicine? Take it out and show me." At this moment, Wan Qianren's face changed, the tea in his hand trembled slightly, and Xuan Zhi stood up and looked at Wang An excitedly.

"I can show you the spiritual medicine, but I have one condition." Wang An said coldly, as if he could not feel the surging spiritual pressure on Wan Qianren's body.

"Hahaha, I'm rude. What are the conditions for fellow Taoist? Just say it." Wan Qianren seemed to feel his incompetence, and sat on the chair with awkward smile the next moment.

"call out!"

Wang An slapped the storage bag around his waist, and a jade box appeared directly on the table, with a seal talisman on it.

"Here, the elixir is here, you can see if you can see if you have a look."

Seeing the jade box pushed by Wang An, a hint of joy flashed in Wan Qianren's eyes, and he carefully opened the jade box.

"boom!"

The moment the jade box opened, a majestic spiritual energy soared into the sky.

A strong purple halo shot out from the jade box and spread directly into the hall. The entire hall seemed to be in a light purple layer.

A faint fragrance of medicine came to my nose, making people feel trembling when they smelled it.

I saw a strange flower lying in the jade box, which was three inches tall and covered with purple halos. The strong medicinal power could be vaguely felt on this flower.

"This... this is Ziyang Soul-Absorbing Grass, which is at least two thousand years old."

"Where does this... fellow Taoist come from?"

Seeing the spiritual medicine lying in the jade box, Wan Qianren's eyes were hot and his face was filled with excitement.

"Haha, there is nothing to tell!" Wang An smiled, and he wanted to take back the elixir after a little finger.

"Slow down!" Wan Qianren's eyes were shocked, and a light of inspiration enveloped the jade box.

"Hmph, do you want to force yourself to buy and sell?" Wang An's eyes sternly, and he stared at Wan Qianren without fear.

"Ahem, fellow Taoist misunderstood. I want to ask, what conditions do fellow Taoist need to be willing to give up?" Wan Qianren coughed awkwardly and asked.

"Fellow Taoist must also know that the following is the alchemist, so he is naturally very clear about the preciousness of this elixir."

"After the next casual cultivator, I luckily became a low-level alchemist. Now I find that I want to go further, the chance is very slim, so I want to join a large sect. Relying on the strength of the sect, I will go further in the alchemy path.

"I want to enter the Jinling Sect and become a core disciple of the inner sect!" When Wang An said this, his face was full of yearning, his words were sincere and he was confident.

"This...haha, fellow Taoist is really a lion's mouth. It is impossible to enter the inner disciple. As for fellow Taoist thinking about joining the Jinling Sect, if I become an outer disciple, I will still recommend me successfully." Wan Qianren shook his head with a smile.

The Jinling Sect is so strict in recruiting disciples. Every year, thousands of cultivators are trying to enter the Jinling Sect. It is natural that thousands of Ren cannot agree to Wang An's rude request.

"External disciple? With my talent of five-type spiritual roots, what is the use of the outer sect? I will probably be eliminated soon." When Wang An heard this, he resolutely refused to hand over the spiritual medicine.

"Otherwise, I will arrange for you to enter the outer gate and then arrange for you to serve a senior alchemist. This will probably be helpful for you to advance to an intermediate alchemist." After pondering for a moment, Wan Qianren suddenly spoke to Wang An.

"Yes, this spiritual medicine belongs to fellow Taoists. When can I report to the Jinling Sect?" After hesitating for a moment, Wang An suddenly pushed the jade box directly to Wan Qianren.

Wang An didn't expect to enter the inner sect at first. He just needed this opportunity to sneak into the Jinling Sect.

As the saying goes, you can get the moon first when you approach the water tower. If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, you can get the tiger’s son. Only by entering the Jinling Sect can you find out where the Jinling Pearl is.
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