"The Contribution Hall is a place where disciples earn contributions and exchange them for various treasures and powerful law decisions!"

The young disciple looked at Zhen Shan and said, "My name is Zheng Zhibin, you can call me Senior Brother Zheng!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Zheng!" Zhen simply looked at him, he had the cultivation of the late stage of the Acquired Realm, and he was about the same age as himself, so he said: "Senior Brother Zheng, the conditions for our Tianhai Sect to accept apprentices are still under the age of sixteen and enter the Martial Artist Realm?"

Zheng Zhibin nodded, and while leading Zhen Shan to the Contribution Hall, he said: "Today, a new batch of disciples entered the mountain gate, and the Dharma Protector actually asked me to receive you. However, judging by your cultivation and age, you are much better than a new disciple!"

"It's just, why haven't you been accepted as a disciple by the elders?"

Zhen simply touched his nose and smiled: "Elders, it seems that you don't look down on me!"

Zheng Zhibin turned around, looked at Zhen Innocent with a puzzled expression, smiled chicly, waved his hand and said, "I understand......" He continued: "However, the threshold of our sect's apprenticeship acceptance rules is a little lower. ”

His gaze fell on the groups of new disciples.

Those new disciples, with a rising sun on their faces, were different from other old disciples, who all went to the Contribution Hall together to receive their sect robes and swords.

"In the realm of martial artists, as long as there is an inner diameter in the body, it is considered a martial artist, and a family with a little financial resources can let the younger generations reach such a realm. ”

Zheng Zhibin said: "But these noble sons, when they enter the sect, even if they can withstand the penance of the sect, but when they really face the demon beasts and fierce monks, they are like sheep waiting to be slaughtered!"

"yes...... The demon beast is fierce, but it is not a pampered noble son, it can be faced!" Zhen simply looked at several young disciples, and when he saw their brocade clothes, he said: "We Tianhaimen, sit down in dozens of cities, and there are many disciples who have been elected!"

"It's a lot, but in the end, three hundred disciples were screened out and distributed to the five major halls!"

The two of them talked and talked, came to a quaint hall, and entered it, the central exhibition hall was thousands of square meters in size, each with old disciples on duty, surrounded by various lists, and treasures piled up for the disciples to exchange.

Zhen simply walked in front of a list and looked at it, both magic weapons and magic weapons had exchange data.

He stared at the list and said to himself: "Inferior magic weapon, ten contribution points." ”

"Inferior magic weapon, 10,000 contribution points. ”

"One bottle of yellow-grade elixir, thirty contribution points. ”

"Xuan-level elixir, Tianwei Dan, one bottle of eight thousand contribution points, four pills in one bottle, for stable cultivation......"

Zheng Zhibin walked over and explained: "Contribution points are equivalent to a special currency in the sect. Generally speaking, it can be exchanged for powerful elixirs, magic weapons and martial arts, and the way to distribute them requires disciples to complete regular tasks, such as collecting medicines, suppressing bandits, killing enemies, garrisoning cities, and so on. ”

"From the sect master to the miscellaneous disciples, they all need to abide by this special form of currency, and if they want any treasures, they have to exchange them for contribution points!"

He looked at the list and said with a wry smile: "Normally, you can exchange spars for contribution points. Ten low-grade spars, exchanged for one contribution point. ”

"It's quite expensive!" Zhen simply touched his chin and thought: I have two thousand low-grade spars, and I will only have two hundred contribution points to die, and I can't even buy a better high-grade magic weapon.

He looked at the list of other martial arts and asked, "What kind of body refining method is this 'Ancient Blood Style'? It actually needs 10,000 contribution points!"

"This is a kind of body refining technique that I don't know the grade!" Zheng Zhibin touched his forehead and thought about it: "This exercise, when cultivating, it requires all kinds of demon beast essence blood as a medicine guide, and it is fused with one's own bloodline, and the process is extremely painful. ”

"There are dozens of inner disciples who are cultivating, but only two of them have succeeded in cultivating. ”

Zheng Zhibin said again: "Those two have only cultivated to the first layer, and their physical bodies are already comparable to the elders of the early stage of Jindan! But their lifespan has been greatly weakened, and at the same time, there are still a few people who have directly cultivated to explode and die, and the gains in cultivating this method outweigh the losses." Otherwise, it will not only be priced at 10,000 contribution points. ”

"Boy!" Bai Jian said: "You must win the "Ancient Blood Style", this technique is suitable for you!"

"Okay!" Zhen simply nodded secretly, and asked, "Tasks, what kind of tasks can earn a lot of contribution points?"

"Hunting demon cultivators, the task of the wicked, earns the most contribution points. ”

"Senior Brother Zhen!" Zheng Zhibin pointed to a list with many names on it.

He explained: "This is the Nanling Demon Splitting List, everyone on it is a ruthless devil, slaughtering villages and destroying towns, killing I don't know how many innocent people and monks, but all the demons hanging on it, as long as they kill one person, they can get huge contribution points." ”

Zhen simply stepped forward and took a closer look:

Ranked first: Blood Broken Intestines, Yuanying Peak Realm Cultivation, 200,000 contribution points

Second, the poison mantis, the late stage of the Yuan Infant realm, contributed 170,000 points.

......

Seventh, Mo Yi, the late stage of the Yuan Infant realm cultivation, 168,000 contribution points.

Eighth, Fierce Battle Heaven, Yuan Infant Mid-Realm Cultivation, 1563,000 contribution points.

......

Eighty-ninth, extinguished to the sky, the early stage of Jindan, eight thousand contribution points.

It has been sorted down, from the powerful Yuan Infant Realm Demon Cultivator to the Jindan Realm Cultivator.

"Why are these target people so high in cultivation?" Zhen simply looked at the list on the side, and the goals on that list were relatively low. He asked, "Elders, will they also come to take over the mission and hunt down these people?"

"Of course, we just looked at the elders' task list. ”

Zheng Zhibin took Zhen Simple, walked to another table, picked up the list, pointed to a target above, and said: "Look at it, this is Hundred Flowers City, Li Tianwei, the head of the Li family, and the head is worth 3,000 contribution points." ”

"Li Tianwei's cultivation is in the late stage of the Innate Realm, and it is in line with some veteran inner disciples to hunt. ”

"The other side!" Zheng Zhibin pointed to a turquoise list and said, "This is the list of tasks for collecting elixirs. Here, collect a Xuan-level low-grade elixir, which can be exchanged for 20,000 contribution points. ”

Zhen simply watched while looking for a task that suited him.

After a while, Zheng Zhibin walked out with a set of robes and a saber, handed it to Zhen Simple, and said: "The robe is a sect uniform, which is equivalent to the school uniform of some colleges, which has the effect of avoiding water and fire, and is made of golden silk, but anyone in the sect must wear the sect uniform, otherwise ten contribution points will be fined!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zheng!" Zhen simply took the robe, and then looked at the long sword, the scabbard was antique, the hilt was inlaid with a treasure bead, and a sky-swallowing python was carved. He took the sword, weighed it, and said, "Inferior magic weapon!"

Admire!

He drew his sword from its sheath, and a cold light reflected on his face, and his cheeks reflected in the blade of the sword, as if looking in a mirror.

"Where is Zhen Simple?" a little fat man walked around and shouted, "Where is Zhen Simple?"