Chapter 110: Exchanging Treasures

The Xuantian Hall gradually cooled down as everyone left.

"Let's go. Senior Sister Qinglian swept her eyes slightly, and then nodded to Fang Chen, and then said to Lian Yiyue beside her.

"Fang Chen, I'm afraid I won't be going back to the miscellaneous area in the next two days, you have to be careful. At this time, although the crisis has been temporarily lifted, there is still a trace of worry on the beautiful face of Pian Yiyue. She knew very well that those people before would not let go of any opportunity to deal with Fang Chen, and the latter's temperament would never be compromised.

"Not going back?" Fang Chen was stunned in his heart, but then, looking at Senior Sister Qinglian beside Pian Yiyue, a wry smile appeared on his face.

Obviously, there is an inner disciple who comes forward in person, and Lian Yiyue really doesn't need to do two days of hard work in the miscellaneous area. And in these two days, I'm afraid she can get a lot of benefits.

"Don't worry about Senior Brother Fang Chen, Senior Brother is not an ordinary person, you have to worry, you still have to worry about yourself, the entrance assessment is not so simple. Senior Sister Qinglian chuckled and shook her head, and with a wave of her robe, a wave of Yuan Force enveloped Lian Yiyue, and in an instant, the two of them disappeared from Fang Chen's sight.

"Senior brother, let's go back too. In his ears, Qianyuan's words came.

Nodding, Fang Chen and Qianyuan left the Xuantian Hall together.

"Senior brother, do you know why the sect has to set up a two-day miscellaneous service period before the sect entrance examination?" Qianyuan said as he rushed to the Beishan miscellaneous service area with Fang Chen.

Fang Chen's heart moved, but immediately, he shook his head and waited for Qianyuan's follow-up after the first time he had come to the Purple Sun Sect before them, with some tired expressions on his face.

"The miscellaneous labor of the past two days seems to be just ploughing the land, but in fact, this is not an ordinary field, but a spiritual field containing the power of the purple sun. Qianyuan said a little mysteriously.

"The power of the purple sun?" Fang Chen wondered.

Stretching out his hand, a purple particle about the size of half a soybean appeared in Qianyuan's hand. The moment the purple particles appeared, a warm aura ripple instantly emanated from it.

"This ......" Fang Chen's pupils shrank, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his calm face.

The special aura with a warm aura contained in this inconspicuous purple particle was even one level higher than the aura of heaven and earth! Its degree of purity was even more unheard of than Fang Chen.

It was also at this time that Qian Yuan's slightly emotional voice came from Fang Chen's ears again: "This purple yang power is an energy that surpasses the aura of heaven and earth, and its greatest function is not to supplement the yuan power in the martial artist's body like an ordinary spirit stone, but to ......"

Qianyuan paused, looked directly at Fang Chen, and spit out four words: "Break through the border." ”

"Do you want to help the martial artist impact the realm?" Fang Chen's heart moved, and a trace of heat gradually appeared in his dark eyes.

Although he was confident that with his own background and accumulation, he could completely break through to the middle stage of the Gangqi Realm, but it would be extremely difficult to directly break through to the late stage of the Gangqi Realm, but now the appearance of this small purple particle made Fang Chen see hope.

Looking at Fang Chen's eyes flickering, Qianyuan smiled slightly, but immediately, he spoke: "Although there are these small purple particles in the spirit field, there are not many of them. However, the deeper the spiritual field, the more there are relatively speaking. Of course, some of the Lingtian have already been occupied by the powerful ones in the previous batch of newcomers. But with the strength of the junior and disciple......"

As he spoke, Qian Yuan glanced at Fang Chen with a smile. Although he had not seen Fang Chen's move, just by relying on the shocking news that the latter had swept away the Chiming Sect and his party, Qianyuan could conclude that Fang Chen's strength must be an extremely terrifying existence in the same realm. With this kind of strength, it is still extremely easy to snatch a few pieces of spiritual field.

It didn't take long, and after a while, Qianyuan and Fang Chen returned to the miscellaneous area of Beishan again.

"Senior brother, take care of yourself, if there is anything, as long as you crush this jade pendant, I can sense it immediately. Qianyuan Zhengse said, as he spoke, he waved his robe, and a piece of jade jade suddenly appeared in front of Fang Chen.

"I'm afraid that the matter of the junior brother having a large number of points will spread soon, and I think it is better for the junior brother to exchange these points for useful treasures as soon as possible to strengthen his body. And although there are clan rules, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no red-eyed people who take risks, and the junior brother needs to be careful. ”

After a few more words, Qianyuan's figure disappeared from Fang Chen's sight.

Seeing Qianyuan's figure disappear from his sight, Fang Chen turned around and walked towards his room.

"In Senior Sister Qinglian, there should be no shortage of these purple gravels. Passing by the room that Lian Yiyue originally occupied, Fang Chen suddenly muttered to himself. But then, he shook his head, quickened his pace, pushed the door open, and entered his room, a fiery glint flashing in his eyes.

"I don't know how many treasures can be exchanged for more than 20,000 points?" Fang Chen muttered to himself, with some expectations in his heart.

From Senior Brother Qianyuan, Fang Chen had already learned that the more than 20,000 points he possessed were such a huge wealth for an outer disciple, and they were even about to be equivalent to the wealth of half an inner disciple.

With a wave of his robe, he closed the door, and with a flip of Fang Chen's palm, the token representing the identity of the miscellaneous disciple suddenly appeared in his hand. With a gleam in his eyes, Fang Chen leaned out a wisp of divine sense and surged towards the token.

As soon as his divine consciousness touched the token, a surging force surged in an instant, directly enveloping his wisp of divine consciousness. Feeling the feeling of the world spinning from his divine sense, Fang Chen frowned. Soon, though, wisps of essence flashed from his eyes.

In the divine sense, Fang Chen at this time seemed to be in a strange small void. In this void, there are not stars hanging, but treasures in the sky.

Pills, heavenly and earthly treasures, martial arts and combat skills, elixirs, spirit stones, all kinds of spiritual weapons, and even existence with momentum far beyond the spiritual weapons, in addition, there are talismans, puppets and other treasures, and among them, Fang Chen also saw the purple gravel.

"A piece of purple sand actually costs ten points. The divine sense touched the purple gravel, and immediately Fang Chen raised his eyebrows, and the information about the purple gravel came into his mind.

Shaking his head, he shifted his gaze elsewhere.

"One Peiyuan Dan, two thousand points, and salvia, golden clematis, living root grass, ......" Fang Chen reported the names of more than a dozen herbs in one breath. Then, his eyes flashed slightly: "The medicinal materials needed to refine Pei Yuan Dan add up to less than five hundred points. The gap is more than four times greater. It seems that it is better to do it yourself. ”

Fang Chen shook his head and said with emotion. In the Purple Yang Sect, points are resources, and Fang Chen, who has always been extremely short of resources, is not willing to waste points in vain like this. After all, don't look at the more than 20,000 points, but it is actually as fast as flowing water, and it is not enough to spend at all, and more importantly, Pei Yuan Dan, a quasi-eight-grade pill, can be refined by himself, and the only thing missing now is a good Dan furnace.

"Dan Furnace. Fang Chen whispered, turning his gaze to the other side.

"Dragon Furnace, Black Gold Furnace, Nine Phoenix Divine Fire Furnace......" his gaze swept over many spirit weapon-level Dan furnaces one by one, and Fang Chen whispered in his mouth.

If you want to refine an eight-grade and nine-grade elixir, as a Dan furnace, it naturally can't be at the magic weapon level, and even if it is a Dan furnace at the same spirit weapon level, different Dan furnaces are also different. After dozens of breaths, Fang Chen's eyes flashed, and he made a decision in his heart.

"That's you, Golden Yang Furnace. Fang Chen whispered, and then his consciousness moved, and he gently rolled it on the golden-red Dan furnace. Immediately, the Golden Yang Furnace, which was originally just an illusory furnace, suddenly flashed violently, and in the void next to the Golden Yang Furnace, a mysterious magic circle suddenly emerged, pulling the Golden Yang Furnace into it.

A moment later, in the outside world, Fang Chen's mind moved, and the void beside him suddenly cracked, and wisps of golden-red light seeped out of it. At the same time, a palm-sized, golden-red miniature Dan furnace suddenly appeared in his sight.

"Golden Yang Furnace!" Fang Chen smiled on his face and stretched out his hand to take the Golden Yang Furnace.

With this medium-grade spirit weapon-level Golden Yang Furnace, many pills could be refined by himself, which was an invisibly saving a lot of points for Fang Chen.

Sinking his divine sense into the token again, Fang Chen began to pick out the medicinal herbs.

Red Spirit Grass, Blood Spirit Flower, Spirit Mushroom, Lei Qingzhi......

When Fang Chen had almost finished choosing, he felt that in such a short period of time, he had already lost nearly one-fifth of his points, and a feeling of pain suddenly spread.

"Points, it's really not enough. He shook his head and sighed.

At this moment, Fang Chen really felt why after he had more than 20,000 points, the group of outer disciples in the Xuantian Hall looked at him with such a strong greed. Having tasted the feeling of exchanging points for treasures wantonly, coupled with the large demand for points, Fang Chen even had an urge to snatch points at this time.

"I hope that after the entrance assessment, more people will come to give points. Fang Chen's eyes flashed, and with a strange smile on his handsome face, he whispered.

"Hmm, what is this?" Suddenly, he frowned, and in the depths of the treasure in the sky, Fang Chen saw a purple leaf all over his body. Just the moment the divine consciousness touched this purple leaf, a violent killing intent surged, causing Fang Chen's pupils to shrink suddenly.

And the next moment, the information transmitted from the purple leaves made him gasp even more.

"500,000 points!"