Ordinary people can also be extraordinary

"That's great. Here you go. When you come to the sect, you can use this to prove your identity."

Li Changsheng handed the two tokens to Zhang Chen and Sima Feng respectively.

Zhang Chen picked it up and took a look. The silver token was unremarkable, with only the three words "Yunmeng Sect" engraved on the back.

"Thank you very much."

After Zhang Chen finished speaking, he put the token into his storage bag.

"Then I will leave first. You two should report to the sect as soon as possible. I will see you there then."

Li Changsheng clasped his fists and then flew away on his sword.

Watching Li Changsheng leave, Zhang Chen and Sima Feng took the spirit boat and continued to head towards the Xiuxian Market. The two of them walked slowly along the way and it took them seven days to reach the market.

The two of them walked in with a clear purpose. They went straight to the place where elixirs were sold and bought a lot of elixirs for replenishing blood, spiritual power and healing wounds. And because the border of Chu State seemed to be adjacent to the beast tribe, Zhang Chen also bought a lot of beast tribe's blood, which was perfect for improving his body refining realm.

Afterwards, he inquired about the news in the market town and learned a lot. The Yunmeng Sect and the immortal cultivation sects in Chu were all recruiting independent cultivators to deal with the upcoming provocation from the beast tribe.

Maybe because it is close to the beast tribe, the spiritual weapons here are mainly blunt instruments. The local cultivators seem to focus more on physical strength training. They all look big and strong. Even the female cultivators are a little stronger than other female cultivators Zhang Chen has seen.

After buying the pills, the two left the market and headed towards Yunmeng Sect. Zhang Chen also hurriedly practiced the Qiankun Sword Formation to increase his strength as quickly as possible.

Zhang Chen first used his spiritual consciousness to control the precise operation of spiritual power, then took out two flying swords and input the spiritual power into them through the air to control them, making them circle around him constantly, constantly familiarizing themselves with them, making them do various movements, and then attacking unexpectedly.

Sima Feng also used the beast blood he had just obtained to practice the beast blood body refining technique to continuously improve his physique. Currently, Sima Feng's body refining has reached the stage of changing muscles, and the next step is to open his meridians.

This state is not so simple. It requires using the power of Qi and blood to continuously widen the meridians in the body, and at the same time connect the meridians in the body in series, just like building highways, so that the power of Qi and blood can flow more smoothly and faster, and the power of the natural explosion will be stronger.

The two of them traveled during the day and descended to the ground at night. Zhang Chen set up a fog-hiding god formation so that the two of them could practice with peace of mind. After setting up the formation, Zhang Chen knew why the gray-robed man was so poor. This formation consumed a lot of spirit stones. The generated white mist was obtained by using the spiritual energy provided by the spirit stones and then converted through the formation. The larger the range of the formation, the more spirit stones were consumed.

After one night, Zhang Chen had consumed five hundred low-grade spirit stones just by controlling the formation to release white mist within a range of two hundred meters. This made Zhang Chen feel very painful and felt that it was not worth it.

A month later, the two of them slowly traveled to the outside of Yunmeng Sect. Standing outside the gate, Zhang Chen was thinking about how to speak when a gap appeared in the formation in front of him. Two disciples wearing Yunmeng Sect uniforms came out. The older one looked at the two and said:

"But the seniors who were invited here?"

Zhang Chen and Sima Feng nodded.

"Please show me your tokens."

The man who had just asked the question said something again in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

The two men took out the token and handed it over. The man picked it up and looked at it with a slightly surprised look.

“It’s actually the highest silver token.”

The independent cultivators invited by Yunmeng Sect were given iron tokens, silver tokens, and gold tokens according to their cultivation levels.

They correspond to the Qi Condensation disciples, the Foundation Establishment stage, and the Golden Core stage. Each token has a different shade of color, and the level of cultivation is determined based on the depth of the color.

Zhang Chen and Sima Feng's tokens were silver, the darkest color. These usually represented cultivators in the late stage of foundation building, so the two disciples who received them were surprised to see how young they looked.

At this time, the appearance of the two people did not change much with the masks, and their ages were not much different from their original selves. With previous experience, Zhang Chen knew that if the change was too big, it would be easily discovered by experienced monks and it would not be effective.

"Seniors, please follow me."

After confirming the authenticity of the token, the receiving man immediately took the two people into the Yunmeng Sect, then took out a spirit boat specially used to transport cultivators and flew the two people to the arranged location. Along the way, he also explained to them some of the Yunmeng Sect's taboos.

Soon they arrived at the accommodation arranged for them, which was located in a pond with a radius of several miles. There were many lotus roots planted in the pond. At this moment, the entire pond was full of lotus flowers, which was a beautiful sight. With the pond as the center, many buildings were specially built to accommodate these casual practitioners.

The spirit boat flew straight to the center of the pond and then stopped at a luxurious water loft.

"Two seniors, this is the temporary residence provided by our sect. Please come in."

The disciple who brought the two people pointed at the house and motioned them to go down.

Zhang Chen and Sima Feng took a look and jumped down. After arriving at the room, they looked around. The environment was very beautiful, the air was full of spiritual energy, and there were many fish in the pond, which made people feel relaxed and happy. There were also formations around that could block other people's prying eyes, which made Zhang Chen very satisfied.

So Zhang Chen released Xiaobai and told it to move only within the range of the formation. He also took the time to start practicing in order to deal with the upcoming attack from the beasts.

Sima Feng is also continuing with the fifth stage of the mortal body refining realm, opening the meridians.

At this time in a magnificent hall, sitting on a dozen jade chairs were the elders of the Yunmeng Sect, all of whom were Jindan cultivators. The atmosphere at the moment was very depressing, and everyone had a frown on their face.

Sitting in front was an old man with white hair and beard. He was the leader of Yunmeng Sect, Xiong Yan, a cultivator at the Golden Core Perfection Stage. He glanced at the people present and said:

"It is rare that the beastmen may launch a large-scale attack this time, but we have already made preparations. Everyone should follow the plan and do not go into battle at will."

"Master, our sect was the first to bear the brunt of the beastman's attack this time. Should we ask Qi and Zhao for some support?"

A middle-aged man stood up and suggested to Xiong Yan that Zhao and Qi were bordering them and both were facing attacks from the orcs, and they also sent support when the Zerg attacked in previous years.

"That makes sense. I'll leave this matter to you, Seventh Elder."

"Yes."

The seventh elder agreed immediately.

A month later, four flying swords in front of Zhang Chen were circling around him quickly. Zhang Chen raised his hand and four flying swords flew out immediately, stabbing at the fish in the pond. In an instant, a string of fish was pierced on each sword and flew back to Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen's spiritual power vibrated and the fish were shaken down. Xiaobai immediately opened his mouth and the fish went into his stomach.

Afterwards, Zhang Chen continued to control the flying sword, stabbing it back and forth in the pond, constantly inputting spiritual power into the flying sword to speed up the sword. If the speed did not increase, it would have no power. Zhang Chen could only continue to increase the speed of the flying sword.

But the faster the speed, the more the spiritual consciousness used to control the flight of the flying sword is consumed. After practicing for an hour, Zhang Chen felt dizzy and could not hold on any longer. Zhang Chen could only rest, recover his energy, and then practice again.

As for Sima Feng, Zhang Chen didn't need to go to see him, because he could hear Sima Feng's suppressed roars of pain every day. Widening and opening up the meridians was extremely painful, just like being cut into pieces. The meridians were small to begin with, and some of them were blocked and had grown together with the flesh. To open them up, they had to dig out the flesh piece by piece and then expand the wound.

When Zhang Chen was building his foundation, he only opened up his meridians, but had not yet widened them. The pain was already deeply engraved in Zhang Chen's mind.

Listening to Sima Feng's scream of pain, Zhang Chen shook his head and walked out of the room, ready to go out for some fresh air. It has been a month since he came here, and he had to find out about the current situation.

After instructing Xiaobai to stay in the pond and not wander around, Zhang Chen walked out and headed towards the residences of other cultivators, wanting to find out some information.

"You are so young, and your cultivation is not as high as mine. How can you be worthy of living in the best position?"

Before Zhang Chen had walked far, a sentence reached his ears.

"Ok?"

Zhang Chen followed the direction of the voice and saw a burly man looking at him coldly not far away. His expression was unfriendly and full of provocation.