Three days later, Leng Shiqi, wearing a mask, finally returned to the pavilion in Donglin County after nearly five months.
The moment he stepped into the pavilion, he immediately felt a busy atmosphere. Everyone in the pavilion was in a hurry, as if they were very busy.
Leng Shiqi felt a little strange. He remembered that there were always dozens of people wandering in the square when he came back.
Now there were more people in the square, but they were all handing in tasks.
He looked around as he walked, but what he didn't know was that a silver-striped assassin behind him suddenly made a strange gesture.
Immediately after, everyone who saw this hand gesture quietly gathered around!
As Leng Shiqi walked, he suddenly felt a cold killing intent enveloping him. He turned around abruptly and saw dozens of assassins had surrounded him from behind.
The silver-striped assassin asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?
How did you get in? "
Leng Shiqi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He seemed to know why this happened.
It was because his body shape had changed too much!
In the Blood-Clothed Pavilion, because everyone was wearing a mask, it was impossible to distinguish others from their appearance. They could only recognize others by their body shape.
Therefore, the assassins in the Blood-Clothed Pavilion had a pair of sharp eyes. They could tell at a glance that the current Leng Shiqi had never appeared before!
Leng Shiqi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had to say, "Brothers, I'm Leng Shiqi."
"Leng Shiqi?
The Leng Shiqi who killed Tang and Pu? "
"Impossible, Leng Shiqi is clearly a short boy!"
"Yes, even if you want to disguise your identity, you should give a reliable name."
Leng Shiqi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. There was no need for him to disguise himself. "I changed my body shape because there was a problem with the cultivation method I practiced. Besides, my voice didn't change, right?"
"It's just an imitation of the voice. It's nothing clever."
Leng Shiqi was speechless. If he had to prove that it was him, he could only use the unique skill that he had used in the Golden Wing Academy.
Just as they were in a stalemate, Feng Sha Mo was attracted by the commotion.
As soon as he appeared, all the assassins of the Blood Garment Pavilion instantly quieted down. They seemed to be in awe of Feng Shamo.
Seeing Feng Sha Mo come out, Leng Shiqi sighed in relief.
When Feng Shamo saw Leng Shiqi, he released a powerful spiritual pressure without any hesitation. Then, Leng Shiqi felt a force sweep over his body.
Feng Shamo let out a soft cry of surprise, "It really is you, come in with me."
"Grand Pavilion Lord …" The assassin cupped his hands, but was interrupted by Feng Shamo.
"A person's body shape, appearance, and voice can be easily changed, but their aura can't be changed. He is undoubtedly Leng Shiqi," Feng Shamo said.
When he said this, everyone was slightly shocked. However, when they thought of what they had just done, they all felt a bit embarrassed and quickly left.
Of course, if they had to do it again, they would still do it.
Leng Shiqi followed Feng Shamo to the grand pavilion lord's stone palace. Feng Shamo directly said, "You actually did it."
Under the mask, Leng Shiqi raised his eyebrows. At this moment, he had used the breath concealing technique to hide his cultivation, only revealing the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
However, from Feng Shamo's words, it was clear that he had seen through his true cultivation.
"It seems that even someone at the Spirit Astral Realm like Feng Shamo can see through my disguise. The breath concealing technique is not omnipotent." Leng Shiqi secretly thought.
Feng Shamo continued, "You really did it. It seems that you had a fortuitous encounter in the Demonic Miasma Mountain Range. I heard that you are only 14 years old.
To reach the Spirit Vein Realm at 14 years old, even I can't compare. "
Leng Shiqi didn't show any joy. He calmly said, "Disciple doesn't deserve it."
It was indeed shocking that he had reached the Spirit Vein Realm at 14 years old. However, others were only amazed by his potential, not his strength.
He had exhausted all his means in the face of a Rank Six demonic beast's demonic Qi and was even injured.
This made him realize that the Spirit Vein Realm was nothing at all.
Feng Shamo saw that Leng Shiqi didn't feel happy or proud because of this. He secretly nodded and said, "Since you have reached the Spirit Vein Realm as promised, I will also fulfill my promise.
Have you ever heard of the Phantom Spirit Realm? "
Phantom Spirit Realm!
Leng Shiqi's heart skipped a beat. He had just heard about it two days ago in Shiyi City. Was what Feng Shamo was going to say related to the Phantom Spirit Realm?
"Disciple has heard a little about it."
"Yes, the Phantom Spirit Realm only opens once every hundred years. However, after thousands of years, the space inside has become weaker and weaker. Now, only Spirit Vein Realm cultivators can enter."
Hearing this, Leng Shiqi had a guess. Feng Shamo wanted him to enter the Phantom Spirit Realm!
Sure enough, Feng Shamo continued, "I can arrange for you to enter the Phantom Spirit Realm. There is a special type of spirit stone inside called the Divine Illusion Spirit Stone. I need it."
Leng Shiqi said with a bit of difficulty, "But, as far as disciple knows, people from the Blood Robe Pavilion can't enter the Phantom Spirit Realm."
Feng Shamo snorted and said, "Hmph, they can't enter just because they say so?
Don't worry about this. I will arrange everything for you. When the time comes, I guarantee that you can enter the Phantom Spirit Realm.
You must know that the Phantom Spirit Realm doesn't only have the Divine Illusion Spirit Stone. There are many other treasures. How much you can get will depend on your own ability. "
Leng Shiqi understood Feng Shamo's words.
Being able to enter the Phantom Spirit Realm was a huge opportunity in itself. Helping him collect the Divine Illusion Spirit Stone was reasonable.
However, not long ago, he felt that it was impossible for him to enter the Phantom Spirit Realm. Now, he had no choice.
Leng Shiqi nodded and said, "Disciple understands."
"Of course, the pavilion won't mistreat you. If you can gather a Divine Illusion Spirit Stone for me, it'll be a contribution of 100 drops of blood. There's no upper limit." Feng Shamo threw out another huge temptation.
Leng Shiqi knew that although he was in the Spirit Vein Realm, he wasn't a Blood Robe Assassin.
If he wanted to become a Blood Robe Assassin, he needed 1,000 blood drops!
However, he used 800 blood drops to teleport to the Demon Suppressing City, and another 100 to exchange for the human skin mask. Now, he only had 150 blood drops left.
There was still a long way to go to 1,000!
According to Feng Shamo, as long as he could collect more than nine Divine Illusion Spirit Stones in the Phantom Spirit Realm, he would have 1,000!
He finally had a strong motivation and said, "Disciple will definitely do his best to share the burden of the pavilion master."
"Very good. There is still more than a month before the Phantom Spirit Realm opens. During this time, you should get used to the power of the Spirit Vein Realm.
Remember, when the time comes, those who can enter the Phantom Spirit Realm will be the elites of the various sects. You must not let your guard down!
You may leave. I will inform you when the matter is settled. "
"Disciple will take his leave!" Leng Shiqi bowed and left the stone hall.
What made him feel a little strange was that Feng Shamo didn't ask about the changes in the Demonic Miasma Mountain Range!
Although the Demonic Miasma Mountain Range was far away, the Blood Robe Pavilion definitely knew about something as rare as a Rank Six monster undergoing tribulation.
'It's good that he didn't ask. It saves me the trouble of explaining.' Leng Shiqi thought to himself and returned to the stone room.
However, there was a little accident in the stone room!