"Fellow Taoist, are you really sure you want to accept me as your disciple?" The old man had complaints about Zhang Heng at the beginning, but in a blink of an eye he looked at Zhang Heng with a smile.

Zhang Heng felt that the old man's behavior was simply a cover-up. Even if others were moved by this formation, they would probably have to test the child's spiritual roots. Then the transaction would naturally not be completed.

"Well, Juewuxuyan, you give me this formation plate, and I guarantee that your grandson can reach the Qi Refining Stage." Zhang Heng said in a calm tone.

The culprits around him didn't care about Zhang Heng's words and sarcastically sarcasticly at him.

"I don't know if the sky is high and the earth is a cultivator in the early stage of Qi Refining, dares to boast about such a whim? Even a cultivator in the Killing Pill stage may not be able to be 100% sure."

"He may not know the effectiveness of the inner demon oath at all."

"Fellow Taoist, I would like to advise you to give up. This inner demon vow is not to be a joke." A kind-hearted old monk reminded Zhang Heng with kindness.

Zhao Ruixin asked with a move: "Senior Brother Tang, are you really sure of this?"

Zhang Heng did not reply to him, his expression was still calm, but his eyes fell on the old man: "How is it, do you agree?"

The old man suddenly reacted and nodded repeatedly, "Agree, of course, agree, but before handing over this formation plate to you, please ask fellow Taoists to make a vow of the inner demon."

Zhang Heng said in a plain tone: "I, Tang Feng, swore with my own inner demon, to see the old man's grandson as his disciple, and to ensure that this son reaches the Qi Refining Period in his lifetime. If you violate this vow, you should receive the fruit of the soul-devouring of the inner demon."

All the monks around him stared at him and finished speaking this passage, and Zhang Heng was as if he was talking about a deed that had nothing to do with him, and slowly made a vow.

"Since someone agreed..." The old man was so excited that he wanted to hold Zhang Heng and ate it for a while: "My Guo family can finally enter the path of cultivating immortals. If you can fulfill this ambition, I, Guo Jing, will die without regrets!!"

"What? Your name is Guo Jing!" Zhang Heng looked at the excited old man with a strange look on his face.

"Old man, my name is Guo Jing. What's wrong? Does this fellow Taoist know me?" The old man suppressed his excitement and became even more respectful to Zhang Heng's attitude.

"Ahem, it's nothing, I just remembered a friend from my hometown." Zhang Heng casually fooled him and said to the old man: "You can give me this array plate now."

Old Man Guo nodded repeatedly and handed the array plate in his hand to Zhang Heng: "Of course, fellow Taoist, you have already swore as the inner demon, why would I not believe it?"

Zhang Heng took the array plate and stroked it with his hand. He could feel a special aura coming from the array plate. He nodded secretly. This array plate was indeed real.

After a little observation, Zhang Heng put the array plate into the storage bag.

Old Man Guo carefully observed Zhang Heng's expression, but did not see any expression. He quickly pulled the little boy beside him and said with a little doting, "Feng'er, from today on, this fellow Taoist will be your master, and he is not here to bow."

The young man Guo Feng looked at Zhang Heng with bright eyes, knelt in front of him very well, and gave a great honor to apprenticeship.

Zhang Heng said casually: "Well, from now on, you will be my Tang Feng's apprentice."

"Yes, Master, Feng'er has received the teachings."

The monks around were all looking at the apprenticeship ceremony with different expressions. The elderly monk who kindly persuaded Zhang Heng felt a little embarrassed.

He walked to Zhang Heng and whispered: "My fellow Taoist isn't he making the inner demon oath with his real name?"

Zhang Heng looked at him in surprise, and used his spiritual sense to transmit his voice: "How do you say this?"

The old monk was shocked when he saw that Zhang Heng could use the magical transmission technique and immediately said with a respectful attitude: "It seems that I am too worried. Since I dare to swear with the demon of my heart, I think I must be fully confident that I can enter the Qi Refining Stage. Such magical powers really make me admire me."

This old monk actually called himself a senior? It seems that he also has the strength to refine Qi later.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Heng understood that he had just used the magical sound transmission technique, which was only possible for cultivators above the Foundation Establishment Stage.

The principle is to attach the sound to the divine consciousness, transmit the voice through the divine consciousness, and communicate with the other party.

Theoretically, the farther the spiritual consciousness can extend, the farther the sound transmission can reach.

Because Zhang Heng had a spiritual sense comparable to the foundation-building stage, he naturally learned this kind of spell that is very basic for middle and high-level monks.

In the eyes of this old monk, if he can use the sound transmission technique, he must be a senior who has a level of cultivation above the Foundation Establishment Stage. If the other party can agree to let the person with a useless spirit root enter the Qi Refining Stage, then his cultivation may have reached the terrifying Dan-Creating Stage.

The old monk looked at Zhang Heng and became more respectful, wishing he could kneel on the ground and shout for a few words.

He looked at the young man Guo Feng next to him with envy, and then said to the old man named Guo Jing: "This son is blessed. If he can worship this senior, he will have a bright future."

The person next to him saw Zhang Heng's lips squirming slightly a few times, and the elderly monk next to him immediately called him one senior and two seniors with a respectful attitude. How could he understand the profound meaning contained in it?

Suddenly, the group of monks around him looked at Zhang Heng with awe.

It turned out that this man was actually a high-level monk. No wonder he dared to make such a promise. Those monks who had just satirized Zhang Heng couldn't help but regret it in their hearts, praying that the "senior" in front of him would be magnanimous and not care about what had happened just now.

Although the public security in Dutian Castle is very good, even monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage may not dare to cause trouble here. Generally, monks who violate the regulations here will definitely be taught a severe lesson by the patrol monks of Dutian Castle.

However, monks in the Dan-King stage can completely ignore these regulations. Even if they kill a few low-level monks, Dutian Castle will not pursue them much.

Who wants to offend a master in the Dan stage?

Everything is based on strength, and all rules are based on strength.

Zhang Heng did not expect that his subconscious action would have such a result. He moved his heart, his spiritual consciousness slightly moved, and his lips squirmed a few more times.

"You leave quickly, don't mention the existence of the deity to others."

Zhang Heng used his spiritual sense to send voice to a group of monks around him.

The monks' faces changed, and they saluted Zhang Heng slightly, and then they slipped away without daring to look back.

Zhang Heng was amused in his heart. He didn't expect that this move would be so effective that he would scare away a group of low-level cultivators.

After the group of monks left, Zhang Heng sent a message to the elderly monk: "What you said just now is not to make the inner demon oath with your real name. Is there anything mysterious about it?"

The old monk looked slightly surprised. He didn't expect that the "senior" in front of him would not even understand such common sense questions, but he did not dare to ask more questions. He said respectfully: "That's right. Generally, when the inner demon swears by the inner demon, even if the swearing person is not in his own name, the inner demon swearing can also be effective. After all, this inner demon is also the embodiment of his own inner emotions. He can deceive others, but he can't deceive himself."

Zhang Heng suddenly realized and nodded in his heart. The inner demon is your own incarnation. Even if he swears in the name of others, he will be deceiving himself. Even if he can deceive everyone, he will not be able to deviate from yourself.

After sending the old monk away, Zhang Heng's eyes fell on the old man Guo and Guo Feng again.

From the attitude of the monks around him, Old Man Guo also inferred that the young monk in front of him was not simple. He stood next to Zhang Heng with more respect and did not dare to speak out.

"Senior Brother Tang, I didn't expect your spiritual consciousness to be so powerful." A wave of spiritual consciousness passed by Zhang Heng's ears, and it turned out to be the words of Zhao Rui's spiritual consciousness.

Zhang Heng glanced at Zhao Rui in surprise. This guy could also transmit voices through spiritual sense!

Zhao Rui looked at Zhang Heng with a smile and continued to send a voice: "My spiritual sense can barely leave the body, which is similar to the cultivator who has refined Qi Great Perfection. It is so close to Senior Brother Tang, so it can also send a voice to your spiritual sense. However, Senior Brother's spiritual sense seems to be much stronger than that of the cultivator who has refined Qi Great Perfection."

Zhang Heng looked at him angrily, but he understood that the spiritual consciousness of the cultivator who has perfected Qi Refining can also be separated from his body. If the distance is very close, he can barely transmit the sound of the spiritual consciousness. However, if you imagine Zhang Heng sending the sound of the cultivators around you at the same time, it would never be possible.

"Okay, fellow Taoist Guo, you should live in Dutian Castle, right?" Zhang Heng asked, because generally the monks who set up stalls in this area are local residents of Dutian Castle, and most of them are composed of mortals.

"Yes, the cramped residence is not far from here. If you like, you can visit the humble house."

Zhang Heng said: "Okay, let's go to your place. I have something to explain."

"Okay, then please..." Old Man Guo led Guo Feng to lead the way for the two of them.

Zhao Rui looked at Zhang Heng with some confusion, not knowing what he was calling. He asked a few questions repeatedly, but Zhang Heng ignored him.

"Hmph." Zhao Rui was quite dissatisfied, but couldn't help but follow up curiously.
Chapter completed!