Chapter 0067 Qiangzi, you are so disappointing

The 10th level of the Xuanyan Sword Classic, basic spells, Xuanyan Taoist robe, fifty-frame Qiankun bag, and the entry-level 10-level Xuanyan mortal sword.

This is a benefit that every player who enters Xuanyan Valley and becomes a formal disciple can get.

However, there are exceptions to everything, and there are privileges there. The second generation of immortals, the second generation of riches, and the second generation of officials, so it is naturally impossible to treat the same as the common people.

Fu Qiang was called by Tianhua Zhenren alone, and the items handed over to him must not be these ordinary things.

The Xuanyan Sword Classic directly gave 30 layers. All the basic spells and sword techniques preserved in Xuanyan Valley, as long as Fu Qiang's golden spirit root can be used, they will be packaged and given away. The Taoist robe fashion representing the leader's sect specially blessed the magic spell, giving it extra the ability to recover blood and spirits. Instead of giving the Qiankun bag, he directly gave a cubic Qiankun ring. The entry-level weapon Xuanyan Sword also gave a level 15 top magic weapon.

It is better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail. Many players in the game have the opportunity to become famous disciples. After giving up, they choose second-rate and third-rate sects. This is why.

Fu Qiang knew that his treatment was not the only one. Even if the Yanyu, Jiangnan and Xuanyan Valley players obtained were not bad, even if they were not as good as him.

After coming out of Xuanyan Hall, Fu Qiang is already a formal disciple of Xuanyan Valley, but he has not yet become a disciple of the master, and is not a true disciple of the leader.

"Farmer, help me buy a foundation-building pill, send it to me by email, and pay by email." Fu Qiang stood on the square of Xuanyan Hall and sent a flying pigeon to the farmer three times.

"I just left the novice village today, and I didn't receive the information before. Help me buy a medium-grade spirit stone, tell me the bank account, I'll send you money. As soon as possible, I'll send my email within one day, urgently needed." Fu Qiang also sent a flying pigeon to Xiaofeng Canyue.

The medium-grade spirit stone is an item needed in the forbidden area. Fu Qiang has tried to get a day to prepare.

"I just left the novice village today. Your message has just been received. Congratulations on becoming a true disciple." Fu Qiang gave Tiexue and pointed his sword at Jiangnan and returned a flying pigeon.

Seeing that it was noon in real time, Fu Qiang got off the line after sending three flying pigeons. He also had to contact Sefa and Xiaobai to help him improve his cultivation.

"President, the goal is offline!"

Fu Qiang had just disappeared from the square. The three presidents of Yanyu Sword, Xiao Ao League, and Donghai Guild received reports from the eyewitness at the same time.

"Damn, I didn't say anything about it. That old guy is still waiting?" Houdeng Ye Zhan opened his mouth wide and was about to stop Fu Qiang when he saw Fu Qiang disappear.

"Hey, is it actually offline?" Xianxian Baoer stood behind a pillar in the square, watching Fu Qiang disappear, and a trace of dissatisfaction appeared on her face.

"Brothers, let me tell you a good news. I'm out of the novice village." Before Sefa and the little white face, Fu Qiang brought lunch back from the student cafeteria. He pulled the two out of the game and announced loudly.

The fat man and the young man looked at each other, and a hint of surprise appeared on their faces, but the two of them remained calm in a tacit understanding. They ignored Fu Qiang and took the meal bowl and started eating.

"Se Pang, I found a ruins of the fairy palace. I will take you to brush it tonight. There are very likely to be top-quality magic weapons there." The little white-faced man said to Se Pang.

"If you don't go, I'll get a news today that something big will happen in our demon world. I'm going to pick up the bargain." Sefa shook his head.

"Hey, you don't congratulate me?" Fu Qiang looked at the two of them ignoring him and couldn't help but feel speechless.

"All twenty days, is there any, brother, twenty days! Is there any, you have only left the novice village in twenty days, is there any, are there any, are there any, are there any, are there any, are there any, are there any, are there any, are there any, are there any, are there any, how do you ask us to congratulate you?" Sefa fat compared the middle finger against Qiang.

"Haha, twenty days, it's a bit long. Actually, I don't want to do it for so long, but there's nothing I can do." Fu Qiang himself also felt that it was a bit embarrassing to leave the novice village after twenty days.

"If you dare to say that you have been in the novice village for twenty days in the future, don't blame me for not knowing you." The young man looked down on Fu Qiang.

"Hehe, two brothers, you take up your day and help me improve my cultivation for a day." Fu Qiang touched his nose with his hand awkwardly.

"Qianzi, you must first join the sect when you make your cultivation. Only by becoming a disciple of the sect can you have cultivation." The fat man looked at Fu Qiang like a rookie and couldn't help but tell him the game.

"Hehe, I just joined a sect in the morning and am now a formal disciple." Fu Qiang smiled.

"So quickly, why don't you ask us? Have you joined that sect? How did the introductory test be completed?" The little white-faced put down the rice bowl, looking at Fu Qiang and felt a little reluctant to be steel.

"I have joined Xuanyan Sect. The head of the sect told me to accept me as a true disciple in a month." Fu Qiang looked at the excited look of the little white face, and his heart couldn't help but feel warm. If he hadn't regarded Fu Qiang as a brother, could he be so angry?

"Xuanyan Sect? Not the seven major sects, but the second-rate sect?" Sefa couldn't help but wonder.

"It's not a second-rate sect, it's just a third-rate sect." Fu Qiang lowered his head, knowing that they would definitely be excited again.

"Damn, you actually joined the third-rate sect. If you leave Xinshu Village, you don't know how to tell me that with me, you can become an inner disciple of a third-generation NPC in Kunlun. You said you can go..." The little white-faced face became excited. He didn't usually talk much, and he couldn't help but spit and pointed at Fu Qiang, huh, it looked very similar to the shrew on the street.

"Qianzi, you used to do things..."

Fu Qiang lowered his head and burst into tears. He listened to the ridicule of the squid and the young man, turned anger into strength, and worked hard to solve the meal in the meal.

Haha, Fu Qiang was actually happy. The two brothers cared about him so much that Fu Qiang felt warm, very warm, and particularly warm.

"Forget it, forget it. Since you have joined the sect, it is too late to say anything now. I will find a way to improve your strength, get the first place in the next goalkeeper competition, and find a way to become the true disciple of the leader." The young man scolded him for being tired, sat down, and said weakly to Fu Qiang.

"Qianzi, really..., Alas, please contact me when you go online later. I will take you to the Demon Slaying Player and raise your cultivation first." Sefa picked up the rice cup, and showed a rogue on his face.

"By the way, Qiangzi, we don't know your game name yet? There is no way to join you later." The young man shook his head a little discouraged, calmed down, picked up the meal cup, and started browsing posts in the forum.

"Nirvana Heart Sword." Fu Qiang, under the guidance of the two, solved the lunch. At this time, he stood up, took the boiling kettle, and prepared to open the water.

"Nirvana Heart Sword, this name is really... Nirvana Heart Sword, why is this name so familiar?" The little white-faced was eating and looking at the post, and couldn't help but think in his heart.

"Yes, I seem to have heard it there, it's not right. Qiangzi never told us his game name?" Sepha Pang murmured to himself.

spray……

The computer monitor was once again affected. The little white-faced sprayed all the rice on the monitor, then put down the rice cup, stood up suddenly, pointed at the monitor with his finger, and didn't say anything for a long time.

Because he saw that there were four bloody words of Nirvana Heart Sword on a post on the forum.

"He wasn't making fun of us, right?" The fat man looked at the little white face's expression and wiped off the food on the monitor with his hands. Finally, he understood the reason why the little white face was like this.

Pang...

The little white-faced suddenly opened the tattered door and rushed outside.

"What are you doing?" The fat man looked at Wu Ji in confusion.

"Ask him." The voice echoed in the corridor, and Wu Ji's figure had disappeared.

Pang...
Chapter completed!