Chapter 646: Bold Zhan Meng, helping Yang Che obtain the official identity of the human race

Yang Che showed a trace of exhaustion, and said quickly:

"Commander Zhan, this old woman's storage ring belongs to you, and the soul belongs to me. What do you think of this distribution?"

Yang Che obviously had a "modest" heart at this moment, after all, he still had to "seek" from Commander Zhan Meng later.

Zhan Meng naturally had no objection and nodded immediately.

The value of a storage ring of a cultivator in the Refining Void Realm is naturally far greater than that of a soul without a physical body.

Seeing Zhan Meng nod, Yang Che opened his mouth and directly swallowed the old woman's "early stage soul of the Refining Void Realm" into his body.

Zhan Meng was slightly surprised when she saw this. After she raised her hand to take the old woman's storage ring, she suddenly whispered:

"Daoyou, your method of swallowing the soul has some shadows of the "Ancient Clan's" skills."

Yang Che's heart moved when he heard this.

Zhan Meng's words reminded him.

After all, this is the spirit world, and high-level cultivators are well-informed. I can no longer use this method of devouring the soul so easily.

It seems that I have to find a banner-like magic weapon that can accommodate the soul of a high-level cultivator, just like before.

The previous "Red Banner Ancient Treasure" has limited capacity, and it is not safe to collect the soul of a high-level cultivator.

At this time, Zhan Meng threw one of the two hammer ancient treasures to Yang Che and said:

"This hammer ancient treasure will be one for each person."

Yang Che nodded slightly, took the hammer ancient treasure, and immediately said:

"Commander Zhan, why don't we make a concerted effort to kill all these aliens at the enemy's base camp."

Zhan Meng shook his head and said:

"It's not that easy. Killing an alien in the Refining Void Realm today is already a rare "big victory" for the human race. Let's call it a day, so that the balance can be maintained for the time being. If we really kill the enemy at the base camp, more and stronger aliens will be sent here, and then it will be really bad."

Yang Che could hear the helplessness of Zhan Meng when he said these words, as well as a faint sense of frustration and depression, and he quickly figured out the reason.

So after a moment of hesitation, he turned and said:

"Commander Zhan, I am a special cultivator from the lower world. I came to this border battlefield to accumulate military merits and obtain the official identity of the human race. You see..."

"Follow me."

Zhan Meng's charming figure landed, and after instructing Confucianist Xu Wang and others, he took Yang Che to a mountain range.

As soon as Yang Che entered this mountain range, he guessed that this place should be the base camp of the human race in the border battlefield here.

After entering one of the stone halls, Zhan Meng asked Yang Che again and learned that he was a late stage of the transformation of the spirit. He thought that this person really hid his strength.

However, in Zhan Meng's heart, the strength shown by Yang Che could never be just the late stage of the transformation of the spirit, but Zhan Meng naturally could not break the casserole to ask the bottom of it.

Later, he learned that Yang Che came from the 'Five Elements Human World', and he couldn't help but frowned slightly and said:

"Five Elements Human World? This is one of the lower realms managed by the Jiang Clan. You should have gone to the Jiang Clan to obtain your identity. Why did you come to the border battlefield to accumulate military merits?"

Yang Che had long anticipated that Zhan Meng might ask this question, and immediately showed a trace of 'bitterness' on his face and said: "Commander Zhan, I really have something to hide."

Zhan Meng saw that Yang Che seemed reluctant to say more, and he had some guesses in his heart.

The man in front of him looked rough, but after a brief contact, he was not a reckless person. On the contrary, he repeatedly killed powerful enemies of foreign races and made outstanding military exploits.

"Is Yang Che your real name?" Zhan Meng suddenly asked solemnly.

Yang Che nodded.

Zhan Meng saw that he nodded, and no longer asked. He moved his palm and took out a very peculiar small round mirror.

Yang Che saw that the mirror surface of this small round mirror was almost smooth to the extreme, and there was a groove on the back of the mirror.

Zhan Meng's palm moved again, and he took out a piece of 'medium-grade spirit stone' and embedded it in the groove on the back of the mirror, and quickly hit a trace of spiritual power to stimulate the spiritual energy of this spirit stone.

Spiritual energy poured into the mirror, and Zhan Meng quickly pinched out a special seal and placed it on it.

After about ten breaths, the mirror suddenly flashed with light, and the face of a white-haired old man appeared on it.

"Fellow Daoist Zhan, what's the matter?" The white-haired old man asked solemnly.

Zhan Meng immediately said: "Fellow Daoist Liu, a special lower realm cultivator with outstanding military exploits appeared in the border battlefield I am responsible for. I am going to register him and give him an official identity of the human race."

"Okay. What is this person's name, what is his cultivation level? Which special lower realm is he from?"

"This person is Yang Che, late stage of transformation, five elements human world."

"Okay. Wait a moment."

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, the picture on the small mirror disappeared.

Yang Che had been searching the memories he had searched, trying to find information about this strange mirror, but to no avail.

This mirror could actually communicate in this way, and it was the first time Yang Che had seen it, and he was very surprised.

However, a medium-grade spirit stone was consumed in just a few words, which seemed to be too much.

At this time, he heard Zhan Meng say, "Daoyou Yang, wait a moment."

Yang Che nodded.

After waiting for two quarters of an hour, the round and smooth mirror in front of Zhan Meng suddenly flashed, and the face of the white-haired old man appeared.

"Daoyou Zhan, the Jiang Clan has informed us that no one can register Yang Che's official identity. He can only obtain his official identity by going to the Jiang Clan in person."

Hearing this, Yang Che's heart sank, and a trace of coldness flashed across his eyes.

Zhan Meng sneered and said: "This Jiang Clan is really loud. The human race in the human domain has its own rules. No matter who is a special cultivator in the lower realm, he can obtain official human status by accumulating military merits on the border battlefield. This Jiang Clan also has Do you really think that you have become the master of the human realm?"

The white-haired old man in the mirror couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"Fellow Daoist Zhan, you are a monk of the 'Zhan Clan', so naturally you dare to say this, but how dare I go against the will of the Jiang Clan? The old man has already brought the Jiang Clan's words. As for what to do, Fellow Daoist Zhan should think twice before doing anything. ”

After saying that, a flash of light flashed across the mirror and the picture disappeared.

Yang Che looked a little gloomy and said nothing.

Zhan Meng looked at Yang Che, thought for a while, then took out a square piece of jade, handed it to Yang Che and said:

"Put a drop of blood on this jade stone."

"Commander Zhan, is this...?" Yang Che asked doubtfully.

Zhan Meng smiled softly and said: "Of course I will create a register for you and give you a formal identity. However, the Jiang clan is powerful. In order to prevent the Jiang clan from retaliating, how about you simply join my 'Zhan clan'?"

Yang Che said without any hesitation: "Okay, no problem."

"Yes. This jade contains the rules of heaven. You must use your real name to successfully register it. That's why I confirmed your real name to you earlier." Zhan Meng still said with a smile.

Yang Che nodded, squeezed out a drop of blood and dropped it on the jade.

The jade stone suddenly bloomed with a strange bloody light, and then quickly fell silent again.

"Aliens are running rampant and invading our human race. Therefore, monks who are transformed into gods and above have a special human race directory. Now that you have been registered, it means that you have a formal identity. From now on, you are the 'Zhan Family of Human Realm City' in our human domain. A guest elder monk."

Zhan Meng seemed to be in a good mood, with a warm smile on his face, and quickly took out a red round token made of strange material.

After playing the magic formula on it, and lightly touching the red token with the jade in his hand, Zhan Meng handed the token to Yang Che after a dazzling light flashed:

"This is your identity token. You must keep it. From now on, no matter where you are, every time you kill a foreigner, this token will record your achievements. This achievement can be performed in any city in the human domain. Exchange of equal value.”

Yang Che solemnly took the red token.

At this time, Zhan Meng's palm suddenly moved again, and a strange 'octagonal dharma plate' immediately appeared in his hand.