break the way [comprehension]

Under the gaze of the elders of the outer sect, Deacon Han bit his head and prepared to take Master Du's trick.

In the end, Du Ziteng asked seriously: "Brother Deacon, which of these spiritual objects on the catalog can strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality, reverse the damage caused by the fire force, and increase the lifespan? Don't be too expensive, I only have these seven hundred merit points."

The corner of Deacon Han's mouth twitched, mother, he knew it was a big move, so he was here waiting for him!Is the spiritual thing that strengthens the foundation, cultivates the essence and increases the lifespan that he, the deacon hall of the outer sect, can exchange?Those things are all treasures of heaven and earth, not to mention that there are prices but no market, and it is impossible to even have a price. Those kinds of spiritual things are either secretly cultivated by various sects, and the outside world does not know; The first appearance was not a bloody scuffle, and this kid actually dared to ask him which one was such a spiritual item on the exchange list. Hearing his tone, he really wanted to exchange [-] merit points for another one!

But under Zhan Wuji's gaze, no matter how much Deacon Han roared in his heart, he still had a patient look on his face: "With the size of the cultivation world, there are naturally spiritual things that strengthen the foundation and increase the lifespan. For example, in my faction, there are lotus vines, nine-turn bone cypress branches, and even a thousand-year spiritual liquid, but that is not what you can get in exchange for a few hundred merit points in your hand."

Du Ziteng's face was pained, but he still asked resolutely: "How many merit points are enough?"

The corner of Deacon Han's mouth twitched again. Damn it, do you want him to tell you that there is no such thing in the exchange catalog before you give up? !

Seeing this kid staring at him without blinking, Deacon Han obviously refused to give up easily. Without a word, Deacon Han was about to tell him the cruel fact: It's not that you don't have enough merit points, but that you have no chance at all. Go change to something like this!

But suddenly, Deacon Han seemed to have heard some incredible news, and swallowed the words again. He looked at Du Ziteng, wanting to take a look at Elder Zhan in the distance, but forced himself not to look over. After such tossing, his face looked very strange, he coughed and said: "Such natural and earthly treasures, logically speaking, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary outer sect disciples to exchange them. But, now, the outer sect There happened to be an extra section of lotus vine..."

Du Ziteng said happily: "Then what are the conditions to be able to exchange it?"

Deacon Han's face became even more strange: "Jiange disciples can be exchanged for [-] merit points."

Many Sword Sect disciples present immediately sprayed out, Jiange disciples?Ten thousand merit points?

Seeing Du Ziteng's bewildered face, Cui Juechen explained calmly at the side: "Crossing through the second layer of fairy moat and going to the Jiange, they are all called disciples of the outer sect's Jiange."

Du Ziteng opened his mouth wide and looked at the surging spirit waterfall: "You have to break through the second level of natural barriers before you can redeem it, and you need [-] merit points?!"

He drew 150 talismans and won [-] merit points, [-] merit points... That would be [-] million talismans, even if it was his crazy drawing method that lasted three months before, it would take more than a dozen. Moreover, Du Ziteng looked around at the outer sect disciples around him, especially the high-level alchemist disciples like Ge Lin, his eyes were full of burning desire, that the lotus vine could be placed there obediently and wait for him, Du Xiao Ten years?What's more, with the mayor's injury and his current longevity, more than ten years is really too long.

Since Du Ziteng promised the mayor to go to such a spiritual thing that day, Du Ziteng was not the kind of person who boasted wantonly. Maybe the mayor and Jian Ze never really took it to heart, but Du Ziteng never made a promise easily. , he had already thought of exchanging merit points, but such difficulties still made him feel a strong sense of worry.

At this moment, Zhan Wuji didn't know what he had discussed with Fairy Yunning and Pu Shanyuan. At this time, the plan had been decided, and a clear sound of flicking swords resounded through the entire outer gate, telling the disciples of the three sects to be silent, and then Zhan Wuji Stepping on his own flying sword and ascending into the air, the voice of the Golden Core cultivator seemed to ring in his ears, regardless of distance, even the disciples who were still breaking through the trench could hear it clearly: "Just now, my Hengxiao Sword Sect Discussions with Chunshanchi and Yunhua Villa have been made. Starting today, the three factions will jointly issue a task for the disciples of the three factions: All the disciples of the three factions who have crossed the second level of the fairy moat, the "Sword Sharpening Cliff", will have a thousand merits. Points, the disciples of Chunshanchi and Yunhua Villa can also use this merit point to exchange for spiritual treasures and exercises!"

This unprecedented encouragement made the disciples of the three sects excited. The role of the Hengxiao Sword Sect's merit points is no secret among the famous sects. None of the disciples in Chunshanchi and Yunhua Villa expected that there would be more success in this trip. Such a win!Not far away, there were even a few Sword Sect disciples who fell down because of the turmoil in their minds. They missed the opportunity to get a thousand merit points in advance because they were too excited. I don't know how frustrated they were.

Not waiting for the disciples to get more excited, Zhan Wuji's voice sounded again, and everyone was immediately quiet, listening intently for any other important news: "I, the disciples of the Outer Sect of the Hengxiao Sword Sect, have ordered that the Ninth Court of the Outer Sect will be reset from now on. The ranking is for a period of one year, and after one year, the upper, middle, and lower courtyards will be reclassified according to the merit points of each courtyard, and the disciples of the upper three courtyards can represent my outer sect to participate in the alchemy ceremony of Daoist Xiao Chenxiao!"

Du Ziteng complained secretly: What kind of grand ceremony will take a year to prepare... This complaint just passed through his mind, the sound of jubilation like a mountain roar and a tsunami only set off a huge and terrifying spiritual hurricane, which made Xiaoye Du shudder. Staggering, Du Ziteng was dumbfounded looking at the crazy monks around him who had been beaten like chicken blood, feeling that the world was not real for a while.

Who is that man who frantically waved his flying sword and shouted slogans?What about Brother Cui who is so cold? !

Who is that fool who catches people around and frantically confirms the news?What about the arrogant Mr. Ge? !

"Juniors, listen to the order, our Qiongying Institute must win this battle of order!" Cui Juechen pointed his long sword at the fairy moat, and several sword repair disciples pulled out their swords at the same time. Furious, Bing Feng pointed directly at the second layer of natural moat: "Decree! Victory!!!"

"Listen to me from the Danjia Academy! Who dares to hinder me from participating in the Golden Elixir Ceremony, I must make him regret coming to this world, did you hear that?!" All the disciples threatened loudly, and then Mr. Ge rolled up his sleeves again and said: "Well done, I will reward you a lot, for the Golden Elixir Ceremony, give it to me!" The momentum is extraordinary.

Among the crowd, all the courtyards are full of soldiers and horses, and the fighting spirit is like clouds, and the atmosphere is full of enthusiasm.As if to gain momentum, the Elder Jindan waved his hand, and in the square, the stone plaques of the Ninth Courtyard were raised again, arranged in order from top to bottom, and beside the stone plaques were even small numbers made of clouds and mist to indicate the merit points. , the clouds and mist are blurred from time to time, and the numbers are updated and adjusted at any time, which is very magical.

Now the fiery atmosphere has reached its climax. Only Fang Ping, Meng Lin, Tan Qing, and Du Ziteng are alone in the crowd. With the words "Feihaoyuan" and the pitifully small number of merit points, thinking that Du Ziteng would earn seven hundred of them, he was at a loss for words.

At this moment, Du Ziteng was probably the calmest among the crazy disciples in the audience, and he was also the first to discover the truth: the outer disciples of the Hengxiao Sword Sect, which had the largest proportion among the three sects, split into nine branches. There are a total of eleven countries in the melee, and he is still the weakest one. This situation is really great!These few Jindan elders in xx are really good at playing chess.

Du Xiaoye is not interested in the chaotic battle of sequenced positions at all. He just wants to exchange for the lotus vine as soon as possible. I thought, this amount of merit points should not be a big problem, who knows that now, merit points are not only the internal circulation currency, but also the most sought-after resource for hoarding goods at the moment.

Among the turbulent crowd, Du Ziteng's expression became more calm and self-sustaining, like a motionless stone in the rushing waves, resisting to blend in.

Far away, Zhan Wuji twitched his long beard with a smile: boy, how are you going to break the game?That lotus vine will not wait for anyone.

However, after a while, Du Ziteng seemed to have made up his mind, how the situation of the world would change, the young master was not that easy to compromise, since he promised, he must do it.The previously calm and persistent expression faded away, and Du Ziteng's usual rascally expression returned to his face. He stretched long and said to Fang Ping, "Brother, let's go back, it's so boring here."

A few people in Feihao Courtyard looked at each other. The current upsurge of excitement had nothing to do with them. It was really boring to see the bustle of other people's houses, so they turned back without making a sound, and only asked Zhan Wuji, who had nowhere to choose. Eyebrows, forget it, don't worry, he doesn't believe that this kid will calm down and not make a fuss.

I don't know if it was affected by the news just announced, but the disciples they met along the way were extremely excited. Only a few of them walked quietly on the road like a group of walking dead. No one was interested in talking at all, so they went back to their own room. Fang Ping seemed to have something to say, but he couldn't say it in public at this moment. An even and deep breathing sound was heard.

Fang Ping was stunned outside the door for a while, drawing [-] talismans in March without rest, and there were so many twists and turns in the competition just now, Du Ziteng fought back all by himself. It is conceivable that it took so much effort, but Du Ziteng was so exhausted. Said a word, just came back and fell asleep.

Fang Ping suddenly felt that he didn't need to ask any more questions. Junior Brother Du had already given him the answer with his actions.

When Fang Ping returned to his room, he sat down at the table again for the first time. It seemed that he hadn't sat down like this for a long time. There was a thick layer of dust on the table. The desktop has returned to the cleanliness of years ago.

Fang Ping carefully took out the talisman paper and put it in order, picked up the talisman brush to dip in the talisman ink, obviously he had done thousands of times, but Fang Ping felt very nervous for no reason, the monk's hand even started to tremble slightly, dipped it several times He dipped into the talisman ink for the first time. He took a deep breath, clenched the talisman pen in his hand, and drew the talisman. The familiar yet unfamiliar lines were the first ones in the cultivation world that he saw with his own eyes when he was a farmer many years ago. One thing - An Amulet.

When closing the pen, the lines lighted up and darkened at the same time, and the aura echoed back and forth, and a sense of peace and tranquility could be faintly detected. Fang Ping's hand slowly stroked those lines, and he became a little dazed. It turned out that he could still draw Get the talisman?I thought it had disappeared in the old days, and the joyful mood that was once a line formed a symbol, unexpectedly ignited again like sparks remaining in the ashes, even more violent than before.

Fang Ping stood up holding the table, carefully and slowly put away the talisman paper, then pushed the door open and went straight to the deacon's hall.

The disciples in the deacon's hall had already formed a long queue, but the rearrangement brought new excitement to the outer disciples.

Fang Ping joined the queue, and when it was finally his turn after a long time, holding down his nervous heartbeat, he took a deep breath and asked the disciples in the deacon's hall, "Are there any disciples who can draw talismans?"