With both regret and joy in mind, Chen Bei took Yi Lin to Mount Sumeru to ask for a Nai Ring.

The process of seeking the precept is not as complicated as asking for the natal flying sword. If it matters, just take it.

Although Chen Bei has not appeared in front of young people for many years, who is Chen Bei? The current head brother, who has a lot of seniority, after revealing his identity, Chen Bei brought Yi Lin to the door of the treasury where many Najies are stored.

"The refining technology of Najie has long been lost. The Najies used by our monks today are all obtained from the remains of ancient battlefields many years ago by our predecessors. Over the years, except for the Najies that have been distributed to outstanding disciples in the sect,

, now there are only ninety-eight Najies left in Mount Sumeru."

Ninety-eight pieces may sound like a lot, but let alone other sects, the monks in the Tianjian Sect, let alone one for each person, can barely get one for every ten people.

Yi Lin made some calculations, felt moved, and patted Chen Bei on the shoulder: "I'll treat you to roasted Ganoderma lucidum next time."

"Okay..." Chen Beigang agreed subconsciously, but immediately covered Yi Lin's mouth: "No, please don't, I don't want Mr. Ye to worry about him. That old boy is very serious. You don't know,

When I was young, I had an argument with Ye Lao'er and got really angry. I accidentally cut off a corner of his Baicao Mountain with a sword, damaging his spiritual veins. He was so angry that he filed a complaint with the headmaster, insisting that I pay him another piece of the garden."

"Oh... no wonder the shape of the mountain looks like it has been chewed by a dog."

Yi Lin slapped her thigh and understood.

"..."

This Najie in Mount Sumeru is said to be obtained by those who are destined to get it, but it is actually a lottery system with a special formation built in.

Those who are destined to win the lottery can take one.

If you fail to win, you can only continue to do the secular tasks assigned by the master to increase your contribution points and wait for the next opportunity.

Chen Bei felt that he owed Yi Lin, so he asked Yi Lin to skip the lottery process, went directly to the back door, took one from the box, and threw it into Yi Lin's hand.

This is what Chen Bei calls "trying your luck."

The ring in Yi Lin's hand was dark and dull, and it didn't look like a high-end product. Yi Lin took a look into the box and originally wanted to pick and choose, but he was helpless to find that these rings were all of the same style, nothing special.

Divided into six and nine grades.

So Yi Lin frowned and reluctantly accepted this ordinary ring.

"how to use?"

The two walked out of the warehouse. On the way, Yi Lin held up the Najie and asked.

"It's simple, just squeeze out a drop of blood and drip it on the ring."

Upon hearing this, Yi Lin took out a knife and scratched his finger, and blood dripped on the ring.

The surface of the ring is like a sponge, instantly absorbing the few drops of blood without leaking.

Next, a hazy shimmer appeared on the dark surface of the ring.

A line of tiny numbers flashed across the ring.

Yi Lin has an eye problem, those four numbers are clearly——

"1010".

Yi Lin was stunned.

Isn't this his apostle registration ID?
Chapter completed!