Chapter 31 A lot of debts are not pressing

There was no one in the Contribution Hall at the moment, only a man in his thirties lying on the counter, not knowing what he was doing.

Hearing Ling Zhi's shout, Chen Wenmiao hurriedly stood up, and didn't wait to see who was speaking, "I don't know if the adult is coming, please take out the identity nameplate so that the little one can make a record." ”

Ling Zhi casually threw the identity nameplate to him, Chen Wenmiao lowered his head, and still did not raise his head, respectfully raised his hand above his head, and took the identity nameplate.

When he saw that the identity plate turned out to be gold and silver, he became more careful and respectful.

The identity plates of ordinary disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sect are generally cyan, while the identity plates of the disciples who are included in the elders are cyan silver, with a tinge of cyan in the silver. The elders are pure silver.

And in the entire Fallen Leaf Sect, only the sect master's sect master token is golden!

Zhou Xuanqing had never accepted a disciple over the years, so it could be said that Ling Zhi's gold and silver identity plate was as unique as the golden sect master token in his hand.

Chen Wenmiao took the nameplate and said cautiously: "Please wait for a while, I'll check it, and then go and prepare what you need for your adult." ”

He completely regarded Ling Zhi as one of the top few people on the heavenly list.

He opened the book and checked the record of the name Ling Zhi from the beginning, and after more than half of the book, he didn't find it for more than half an hour, and he was sweating profusely.

"Huh?" After turning to the last few pages, he suddenly let out a sigh of surprise, his expression was a little strange, "Ling Zhi, Ling Zhi, you are the sect master's newly accepted disciple, the one who owes 300,000 contribution points and exchanged for Tianyan's eight steps!"

"You're so quick to react. Ling Zhi pouted and looked at him.

Throwing the nameplate to Ling Zhi, Chen Wenmiao said unhappily: "Let's go, you owe so much and haven't paid it back, and you still want to exchange things, dream about you, you don't even want to take a sip of water from here." ”

The impatience on his face, the speed of his face change, was jaw-dropping.

"Why, 300,000 things can write IOUs, but such things can't?"

"Such a thing? Are you Tianyan stuffed into a fat man in eight steps? A high-grade Xuanbing, let alone one to thirty thousand contribution points, a Huiling Pill fifty contribution points, a bottle of twelve, is six hundred points, and a Muscle Pill is sixty contribution points, which is seven hundred and twenty points!"

Chen Wenmiao roared angrily, "You don't have any contribution points at all, you know how difficult it is to accumulate contribution points, hunt common first-grade desolate beasts, ten to 100 contribution points, hunt common fourth-grade desolate beasts, 100 to 1,000 contribution points, calculate yourself, how many desolate beasts you have to kill in order to exchange for a high-grade Xuan soldier!"

"So dark?"

It was the first time for Ling Zhi to know this, according to what the other party said, the six-grade desolate beast was only a thousand contribution points, you must know that the desolate beast of the sixth grade is those genius disciples of the seventh layer of the physical realm who have encountered it, and they must also deal with it carefully, the desolate beast is naturally strong and powerful!

And the materials on the body of a six-grade desolate beast, supplemented by some ore accessories, etc., can definitely be made into a high-grade shaped soldier!

However, it takes one to thirty thousand yuan to exchange for high-grade Xuan soldiers!

Hearing Ling Zhi's words, Chen Wenmiao looked disdainful, "If you give you rice, you can eat it, and if you give you vegetables, you can fry it?" If it weren't for the sect raising those refiners and alchemists, where would you go to find someone to refine for you?"

Alchemists, alchemists, are unique beings in this world, their strength may not be strong, but no martial artist dares to despise them.

Martial artists cultivate, refine their bodies, refine their souls, and those who cultivate their originally weak physical bodies can move mountains and reclaim the sea, and those who cultivate their originally weak souls have supreme divine power, which is to compete with the rules of heaven and earth.

One of the difficulties is not enough for outsiders either.

Those elixirs that have seized the essence of heaven and earth and grown out, except for a few, need to be refined into pills by the skilled hands of alchemists before they can be taken.

So that the warrior can quickly recover, quench the body, enhance the soul power, so that he can break through again and again.

As for the refiner, the life of a martial artist, who does not step on the white bones step by step, how important a powerful, handy weapon is, there is no need to say more.

These are all what Zhou Xuanqing told Ling Zhi, and he even mentioned that if Ling Zhi can become a powerful refiner or alchemist, then he can quickly accumulate contacts, and in this Xuanzhou, no one dares to mess with him!

However, scarcity is precious, and the special nature of this profession determines their rarity, especially the senior alchemist refiner, which is sought after by the major sects but is not available.

Nodding clearly, Ling Zhi patted the counter, "No matter how much these things are worth, but they definitely can't be compared with the 300,000, I need these things just to repay the debt, if you don't give it to me, then I can't repay the debt, there is no way to repay the debt, then this debt will become a dead debt, and then it will be up to you to explain to the people above." ”

Ling Zhi was gambling, and the people who gambled and calculated him did not dare to openly let the entire Contribution Hall and the people of the Discipline Hall know about this matter, and they did not dare to openly confront Zhou Xuanqing.

As long as this account is still cared about, as long as the Contribution Hall still thinks that he, a disciple of the sect master, may pay off this debt, he will not be willing to give up this huge amount of 300,000 yuan.

In other words, it was thirty six-rank desolate beasts!

He is now a real debtor, and since someone wants to target him, he wants to fight back fiercely, and let those people see if he can pay off this debt within a month!

Chen Wenhao's identity, obviously unaware that the people above and some people in the Discipline Hall had reached an agreement to jointly persecute Ling Zhi, forcing Ling Zhi to be unable to cultivate in the martial arts training ground with peace of mind, so that he could not grow rapidly within three months and reach the strength to compete for the place of the Heavenly Tower.

So he frowned and pondered, and after a long time, he spoke, "I can only give you a medium-grade form soldier, and the Hui Ling Pill and the Muscle Pills can only give you five bottles each." ”

Ling Zhi dared to bet, but he didn't dare, if he didn't come back because of his contribution points, he would be unlucky!

"Good. Ling Zhi didn't make a deal with him at all, and agreed to it very boldly.

Preparing these things without spending a penny, where can he find such a good thing. As for the high-grade shape soldier, he was originally a lion with a big mouth, and the top-grade shape soldier is that few people in the late stage of the physical realm have it, so it will be so easy to give it to him.

This time, Ling Zhixue was smart, and followed Chen Wenhao to the place where the soldiers were stored behind the Contribution Hall, and picked a long sword with satisfaction.

Yan Ping has been poor all his life, and he pitifully used the ore he had accumulated with great difficulty to refine a low-grade soldier dagger, but he was complained about by Ling Zhi countless times.

The name of the sword is "ink", the whole body is pitch black, simple and unpretentious, only the tip of the sword is a little white, this sword hangs high among the thousands of shaped soldiers, and it is not inconspicuous at all. It's even easy to overlook it.

But Ling Zhi took a fancy to it at a glance, and chose it in Chen Wenhao's thick gloomy expectations.

(End of chapter)