I only wanted to destroy the sect, how did I become a god?

Today is a good day, everything I want can come true...

Chu Xinghe swept away the previous haze and jumped all the way back to his residence.

"It seems that Junior Brother has got what he wanted, and he is in such a good mood." Feng Fei looked at Chu Xinghe with a smile.

"Senior Brother is right!" Chu Xinghe nodded and smiled.

"Don't let down the elder's painstaking efforts."

Feng Fei obviously misunderstood. He understood that Chu Xinghe should have got the method to obtain the magic sword, so he was happy, but what really made Chu Xinghe happy was not only this, but also the news brought by Shen Chun.

But when the magic sword was mentioned, Chu Xinghe also hurriedly opened it to take a look.

Among the five swords, the elder knew the location of four, namely Luoxing, Xintinghou, Guhong, and Zhanling.

And the fifth sword is called Yueyin. The elder only had an approximate location of this sword, and did not have the exact location, so he did not write it down.

Among the remaining four swords, except for the Soul Slashing Sword, which has no corresponding accurate method, the specific methods of obtaining them are written for Luoxing, Xintinghou and Guhong, and even the suitable route for each sword is clearly written.

It can be seen that the elder really did everything to cover up the shady dealings for Chu Xinghe!

Feng Fei was stunned for a moment after reading it.

"The elder is really attentive. This is probably the first time such a detailed record has appeared."

There is nothing wrong with what Feng Fei said.

As the number one sect in the world, Haotian Sect is not only powerful, but also fair.

Generally, when the tomb of the spirit is opened, the elders of each family will try to take care of their children, but usually they will tell you that someone is more suitable for you, maybe in a certain place, maybe in a certain method...

That's the most.

Those who can get this kind of information are basically treated as their own children by the elders.

But what the elder wrote to Chu Xinghe... my goodness... this is not a hint at all, it's just that the elder went to the tomb to take out the magic sword and put it in front of Chu Xinghe for Chu Xinghe to choose.

Others would feed him secretly, but the elder opened Chu Xinghe's mouth, stuffed the rice in, and then poked it into his stomach with a fire chopstick, fearing that Chu Xinghe would have indigestion and would have to take two stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets at the end.

So Feng Fei was a little shocked after reading it.

But Feng Fei didn't think the elder was too much. After all, in Feng Fei's opinion, Chu Xinghe must be on the road to being in charge of Linghe Palace in the future, so the elder would pave the way for Chu Xinghe at all costs.

"Brother, what you said is right. The elder may be afraid that I can't understand it." Chu Xinghe could see from Feng Fei's face how dark the elder's shady plot was.

"Remember these and burn them." Feng Fei reminded on the side.

"Okay!"

After Chu Xinghe carefully memorized every word, he burned the paper in front of Feng Fei.

"Junior brother, remember to keep a low profile. Just know these things yourself, but don't dare to give random instructions to others." Feng Fei also reminded him.

"Don't worry, senior brother!"

Perhaps the rice dumplings in the morning worked, or perhaps it was because of the good mood, this night was full of sweet dreams.

In the morning, Chu Xinghe continued to watch the rising ground, while thinking about his next plan.

In the afternoon, Chu Xinghe received news that the Ling Tomb would be opened early tomorrow morning. Because the sect master was in seclusion, the elder would personally preside over the Ling Tomb Conference.

As soon as the news came out, the disciples of all parties had their own thoughts.

Although some people got the gossip in advance, it would be a lie to say that they were not nervous. After all, even if the gossip was accurate, you could not guarantee whether others had received the same news as you.

After all, it was not easy for the elders of each mountain to sit down and hold a meeting to study where your disciples would go and where my disciples would go for such shady things.

So it is not impossible for duplicate news to appear. Once it happens, it depends on who gets there first.

Of course, people like Chu Xinghe are unique in the entire Haotian Sect. The location of the magic sword of the Haotian Sect is usually not leaked to disciples. Unless there is an extremely suitable disciple, it cannot be obtained at all.

In addition to these people, there are more ordinary inner disciples of the Haotian Sect. Outer disciples are not qualified to enter the Ling Tomb. Only by entering the inner gate from the outer gate can they follow the next batch of disciples to enter.

This time, the Haotian Sect recruited 3,000 disciples from all over the world. This Ling Tomb Conference can be said to determine the future fate of many people.

If you get a good spiritual weapon, the future will be smoother, otherwise it will be extremely bumpy.

So after the news was released, basically all palaces could see disciples gathering in groups of three or five to discuss the Ling Tomb Conference, but it was useless. After all, the situation in the Ling Tomb can only be learned from some senior brothers. There is no use.

Which spiritual weapon is good and which one is suitable for you, only the devil knows.

As countless people were nervous and a few were excited, the Lingzhong Conference arrived as scheduled.

Three thousand inner disciples gathered on the martial arts field outside the Haotian Palace in the center of Haotian Sect. Although Chu Xinghe stood at the edge, his presence was still the focus of everyone.

"The guy who became a core disciple in the shortest time in history..."

"The black disciple uniform on him is so handsome..."

"The inlaid gold thread is even more handsome, it's a pity, it would be better if I wore it."

"Core disciple... I don't know when I can become a core disciple!"

"Stop dreaming. To become an elite disciple, you must at least reach the level of a great martial artist, and you must have achievements. As for the core disciples, it is useless even if you endure for a lifetime. Each of the sect's core disciples is personally selected by the elders, and they will all be extraordinary figures in the sect in the future."

There were waves of discussions, both good and bad, but Chu Xinghe didn't care at all.

"Silence!"

With a shout, the elder walked up to the platform, his eyes swept over the many disciples below the stage, and the elder spoke.

First, he praised the sect.

Then he told these disciples that entering the Haotian Sect was a blessing from your ancestors, so you should cherish the opportunity.

Finally, he briefly introduced the rules of the spiritual tomb.

The rules are very simple. After entering, you can go wherever you want, but everyone has only half a day in there. If you can't choose a spiritual weapon that suits you within the specified time, then the sect will force you to have a spiritual weapon of the lowest level.

This is also a warning to those who are too ambitious to look in the mirror and see what they are. Don't be obsessed with magic weapons, and end up with nothing.

Although the words of the elder are not pleasant to hear, this is the truth.

After the elder finished speaking, the platform behind him also fell down, and with the fall of the platform, a road leading to the back of Haotian Palace also appeared in front of everyone.

This is the road to the tomb.

Under the guidance of the sect disciples, everyone began to enter the tomb one by one.

Chu Xinghe noticed that the elder nodded to him intentionally or unintentionally before he entered the tomb, which was to encourage himself.

Chu Xinghe followed the large group through the underground passage of the tomb, and finally entered the tomb through a foggy door full of white mist.

What came into view was a world like an underground cave, with countless huge stones standing in front of everyone in uneven layers.

On these huge stones, you can see all kinds of spiritual weapons inserted, but at this time they all look dusty, and it is impossible to tell which one is better or worse.

While Chu Xinghe was observing the terrain, some people had already started to set off. Obviously, these people should be the ones who got the gossip, and they should be heading for the spiritual weapons in their minds.

But there are more people standing there with a confused look on their faces. After all, there are countless paths and stones here, not to mention the spiritual weapons on them. How to choose? It all depends on luck.

Chu Xinghe was thinking about how to carry out his plan, but heard a crisp voice behind him.

"Excuse me, are you Brother Chu Xinghe?" A delicate girl walked towards Chu Xinghe.

Chu Xinghe looked at the girl's chest... Damn... It's so big... No... It's the symbol of Qiulin Palace... That's right, Chu Xinghe just wanted to see where this girl was from, and didn't care about the size.

"Hello, Junior Sister. I'm Chu Xinghe."

"Senior Brother Xinghe, my name is Wanlin. You are a core disciple. You should know more than us. I wonder if Senior Brother Xinghe can help us..."

The others behind her also looked at Chu Xinghe, but the girl was also prepared to be rejected. After all, the spiritual tomb is related to their own interests. It is not necessarily for ordinary people to spend their precious time to help others.

But just when the girl was ready to be rejected, Chu Xinghe spoke: "Junior Sister Wanlin, you don't have to be polite. Although I am a core disciple, I know the same things as you, but I have no choice but to help my fellow disciples. If you don't mind, you can follow me. I will try my best to guide you on some roads."

"Ah! Thank you, Senior Brother Xinghe!" Wanlin and the disciples behind her were so excited that they almost jumped up.

Wan Lin looked at Chu Xinghe with a flickering look. It was previously rumored that Chu Xinghe was a righteous man who risked his life to protect his fellow countrymen. He was praised by countless fellow disciples when he entered Linghe Palace. Wan Lin thought it was just a rumor, but he never expected that Chu Xinghe, a core disciple, would be so easy to talk to. This made Wan Lin feel that rumors were sometimes credible.

"And other junior brothers and sisters, if you don't know how to go, you can also follow me. I will try my best to guide you." Chu Xinghe raised his arm and shouted, and immediately received cheers from countless confused disciples.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Xinghe!"

"I am really convinced this time. No wonder Senior Brother Xinghe can become a core disciple!"

"That's right... You don't know, I met a core disciple a few days ago, and I called him Senior Brother, but he didn't even pay attention to me!"

"We are both core disciples, why is there such a big difference in our behavior!"

Countless people shouted for Senior Brother Xinghe's benevolence and righteousness, and at the same time followed Chu Xinghe's footsteps.

But what Chu Xinghe didn't know was that at this time in Haotian Palace, a group of elders were silently watching everything in the tomb through the Haotian Mirror.

The elder stood in the front, and when he saw that Chu Xinghe was willing to lead the way for his fellow disciples, he was both relieved and helpless.

He was relieved that Chu Xinghe was a very good child. Even if they were not disciples of Linghe Palace, as long as they were fellow disciples of Haotian Sect, he was willing to stand up and help.

But he was helpless that Chu Xinghe would delay him a lot of time by doing this, and it was possible that he would not be able to get the magic sword in the end.

Except for the Great Elder, the other elders nodded when they saw this scene. They were all knowledgeable people. Everyone knew the shady stuff, but they couldn't say it out.

Look at their disciples, they rushed to the place where they got the news, fearing that they would be left behind and couldn't get the good stuff. But looking at Chu Xinghe, everyone knew that he must have received guidance from the Great Elder, and even better guidance than they gave.

But what about Chu Xinghe?

Faced with the help of his fellow disciples, he didn't hesitate at all. Just this point has convinced most of the elders at the scene.

As the saying goes, when judging a disciple, you can't just look at his talent, but also his character.