Fantasy: Simplify The Cultivation Technique, Breathe Stronger!

"Okay, it's time to get the Spirit Stones."

"Stop picking up a copy of Cultivation Technique, too."

With that said, Su Han headed in the direction of Qingxuan Sect Leader.

For him, what he lacks the most at the moment is Cultivation Technique and Martial Skill. The Bengshan Fist alone is definitely not enough.

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The main front towers into the clouds, the Immortal Qi is lingering, the illusory Hongqiao is suspended in mist, and from time to time, beautiful fairies can be seen in and out of the mountain in a chariot Flying Sword.

And around the main front, surrounded by nine peaks, although not as tall and majestic as the main front, it is still very majestic.

This is the main sect of Qingxuanzong, the main front stands tall, surrounded by nine peaks.

The mountain where Su Han is located is the ninth mountain, the weakest of the nine peaks.

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Every few steps Su Han took, he could see a disciple whose aura was stronger than his own.

Although Su Han is also wearing the clothes of Outer Sect disciples, but the atmosphere of Cultivation Base exuded seems out of place.

So Su Han tried to walk around the crowd, because Su Han was too familiar with the rules of this world.

In case of encountering some kind of dandy, it will be another round of ridicule... Su Han doesn't want to meet.

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Soon, Su Han came to the seventh peak.

This mountain is the place to manage Sect's affairs, big and small. For example, Sect disciples need to come to the seventh mountain to accept tasks, exchange for Contribution Points, receive Spirit Stones, and buy Cultivation Technique Martial Skill.

Su Han found a small path and entered the Salary Hall with ease. This is where the disciples receive the salary of Spirit Stones.

"Lee Elder, I'm here to collect my salary."

Su Han raised his head, looked at an old man in yellow robe who was lying on a chair in front of him, eyes closed, and his legs were crossed.

Hearing this, the yellow-robed old man just moved his lips, picked his nose, and said with a displeased expression: "Boy Su, it's you again."

"Why are you always the last one to come the next day?"

The old man in the yellow robe is named Li Shan, and he is the head of the Salvation Hall, who specializes in managing the Spirit Stones that distribute disciples.

"Practice ecstasy, I missed the time, please forgive me Li Elder." Although Su Han was stuck in time every time, he was the last one, so as to avoid being bumped into by other disciples.

But even so, Li Shan is still willing to send Spirit Stones to himself, so Su Han has a good impression of Li Shan.

"Practice?"

"just you?"

"Are you still practicing? Boy Su, I have been observing you for two years. Every time you come to me to receive Spirit Stones, you always have the same Cultivation Base, without any improvement."

Li Shan continued to lie on the grandpa's chair again, and said with a joke.

"The disciple is stupid, let the Elder down." Su Han replied with a smile.

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"Okay, boy Su, the old man has treated you well in the past three years."

"Even if you haven't completed the basic tasks issued by Sect, I will send you Spirit Stones as usual."

"But this is the last time I will open the back door for you and send you Spirit Stones."

Because Li Shan himself was born as a grassroots cultivator, he climbed to the position of the hall master step by step.

For a grassroots disciple like Su Han who has no background, no resources, and no talent, he is quite sympathetic.

"Li Elder, but what happened to Sect?" Su Han asked casually.

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"Boy Su, you have to know that our Qingxuan Sect is one of the five great sects in the Eastern Wasteland domain."

"It is the Sacred Land that many cultivators dream of and yearn for. Countless cultivators can't get in even if they sharpen their heads."

"I don't know how you got in here, but I have been observing you for three years. Your Talent...is probably not suitable for Qingxuanzong."

Li Shan said straight to the point.

"Understood, thank you Li Elder for taking care of me these three years." Su Han cupped fist said.

"take it."

Li Shan flashed his hand, and the streamer flew out from his cuff, and ten middle-grade Spirit Stones appeared in front of Su Han.

Seeing this, Su Han was a little surprised, "Li Elder, you...have given too much?"

He is an Outer Sect disciple, and he is also a bastard Outer Sect disciple who has not even completed the basic tasks assigned by Sect. He can only get one hundred low-grade Spirit Stones every month.

One mid-tier Spirit Stones can be exchanged for one hundred low-tier Spirit Stones.

Ten mid-tier Spirit Stones is one thousand low-tier Spirit Stones, almost a year's salary!

"Go down the mountain, leave Qingxuanzong, and find a suitable sect for you to practice." Li Shan waved his hand.

Su Han is not a man of tweaks, and these ten middle-grade Spirit Stones are very urgently needed for him at the moment, so he took them.

"Thank you Li Elder." Su Han cupped fist said.

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"Boy Su, it's not that the old man looks down on grassroots disciples, and it's not that he deliberately drives you down the mountain."

"One month later, Qingxuanzong will hold a sect competition, and every disciple must participate."

"If the strength of Cultivation Base does not meet the minimum standard, it will be expelled from Qingxuanzong."

"The disciples who were expelled from Qingxuanmen, apart from the other four sects, no sect in the Eastern Wasteland dares to accept you as an apprentice."

"At that time, you will really have nowhere to go."

It was rare for Li Shan to say so much to Su Han.