Soul Immortal

Training [II]

Zhang Hao had heard that the person on duty here was a senior in the Spirit Refining Stage. Seeing the other party's expression, he did not dare to be careless at all. He bowed respectfully and said, "I am the new disciple Zhang Hao. I hope the senior can give me more guidance."

The old man didn't seem to be moved by what Zhang Hao said. He just took out a jade slip and handed it to him, saying, "Register yourself!"

Zhang Hao quickly took the jade slip, only to see that there was nothing on it. He was immediately embarrassed and his face was burning. He didn't know what to do.

At this time, the deacon disciple saw his situation and quickly reached out to take the jade slip and said, "Let me help you." He then shone it in front of Zhang Hao and then respectfully returned the jade slip to the deacon senior.

Zhang Hao thought to himself, he clearly knew that I had no magical powers, but he still asked me to register myself. If Senior Brother Huang hadn't been here, I really wouldn't know what to do. But seeing that Senior Brother Huang was so respectful to the old man, of course he didn't dare to have any objection. But the good news is that now he finally doesn't have to ask that senior for help anymore, as Senior Brother Huang helped him complete the registration.

The old man didn't seem to care about Zhang Hao's thoughts. He took out a small cloth bag from somewhere and handed it to Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao was very surprised, but he didn't dare to delay and quickly reached out to take it.

The old man waited for him to take the bag and said lazily, "The entry-level props include an entry-level magic weapon, an entry-level flying magic weapon, a year's supply of fasting pills, and a low-level storage bag. Please check to see if you have them all. In addition, every month in the future, the sect will give low-level disciples a low-level spirit stone. Someone will naturally distribute the spirit stones to you when the time comes."

Zhang Hao looked at the small cloth bag and could not help but stand there in a daze, feeling very embarrassed. It was clearly just a small cloth bag, but why did the senior say that there were so many things to get started? The old man saw Zhang Hao standing there and wondered, "What? Is there anything else?"

But he suddenly thought, as if he remembered something, and said, "Han Hao, your junior brother doesn't know how to use the storage bag now, so you can help him check first to make sure nothing is missing."

The deacon disciple agreed respectfully and took the bag from Zhang Hao's hand. After a brief pause, he handed it to him and said, "There are still many things. I'm sorry to bother you, senior. I'll take my leave now." After that, he led Zhang Hao out.

Zhang Hao had a good impression of the famous deacon disciple, so he didn't think much about what he said. He just waited until he got out of the door before he couldn't help asking, "Brother, how come I only have one bag of the things that senior said, but you said you have enough, what's going on?"

Huang Hao smiled and said, "The things are all in the bag, so you can't see them. But when you practice the skills and have spiritual power, you can naturally open the storage bag."

Although Zhang Hao still had some questions in his mind, he naturally did not ask any more questions after hearing what his senior brother said. So he put the bag in his arms and followed the deacon disciple to another building.

Soon they came to a place called Xuanmen Pavilion. They bowed again and entered the small attic after getting the permission from the senior inside. Huang Hao said that this was the place where new disciples received the elementary skills, and he also gave him a general introduction.

After the two entered the room, they saw a middle-aged man sitting in the hall. When he saw them coming in, he used his telekinesis to check on Zhang Hao. After the two finished their greetings, he smiled and said, "Do you know anything about the technique?"

Zhang Hao shook his head honestly and said, "I have never come into contact with this technique, so I know nothing about it. I beg you to explain the difference to me."

The middle-aged man seemed to have expected Zhang Hao to say this, and said with an unchanged expression: "Then listen carefully, this is where the new disciples of our sect receive their skills. If a disciple has practiced a skill, he usually has a certain amount of magic power and has his own type of skill to practice. You are a special case, so you can choose any of these skills as your basic skill. Do you understand?"

Zhang Hao thought, I can only choose one, but I wonder how many exercises there are here? However, when he heard the young man talking, he quickly replied respectfully: "Disciple understands, please give me a detailed introduction to the functions and differences of these exercises."

The big man nodded in satisfaction and said, "The skills here are divided into several categories. Although each skill is different, there is no difference between good and bad. It just has different attribute advantages for different people. The skills here are divided into five elements, namely gold, wood, water, fire, and earth."

Zhang Hao heard the big man say this and asked again: "Then may I ask, Senior, which martial arts method is suitable for me?"

The big man looked at Zhang Hao for a while and said, "Given your qualifications, there is not much difference. Just choose the one you like!"

Zhang Hao couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed when he heard what the big man said. After all, he had never come into contact with these things before. Now he suddenly had to make such a choice, and he felt a little nervous.

However, he was also a decisive person. After a little hesitation, he said, "In that case, I will choose the fire attribute technique!"

The big man glanced at Zhang Hao, took a book from the table and handed it to Zhang Hao. Zhang Hao carefully took the book and saw the words "Xuan Yan Jing" written on it.