The quiet and peaceful Fenglin Monastery changed its appearance overnight, the tower collapsed, the Buddha statue was stained with blood, the thousand-year-old trees were hung with sword marks and knife wounds, some were even cut off by the waist, the ground was full of pits, there were corpses and rotten flesh everywhere, the monks were tenacious, and some of them were still wailing on the ground if they were not dead......

Qin Chuan's team was basically intact, so they took on the responsibility of cleaning up after the war, even if they were used to seeing life and death, they couldn't help but be moved by the tragedy in front of them.

Rescue those who are wounded, whether it is the enemy or their own, if they can't be saved, they will end the pain for them, and the dead bodies will be transported together and collectively burned and buried, with a preliminary estimate of at least 3,500 bodies, you must know that this is not an ordinary person, all of them are immortal cultivators, and there are many foundation building monks.

The east gradually turned white, after a night of fierce fighting, people were tired, and needed to find a quiet corner to lick their wounds secretly, and the birds in the mountains and forests did not seem to know how to be sad, and as always, they made cheerful chirps, which set off the silence of this dawn more and more.

Everything that should be cleaned up is almost cleaned up, and it stands to reason that this team should also rest, but Qin Chuan saw that they were still fighting one by one, and he knew that if they didn't distribute the spoils first, everyone would not be able to rest at ease.

"Senior Sister Ye, you can count the loot!"

As expected, everyone got excited again one by one, there is a way that there is a lot of strength in numbers, and a small pile of storage bags was cleaned out in just half an hour.

Ye Shan'er coughed lightly, "After counting, there are a total of forty-one thousand five hundred and thirty-two spirit stones, a total of three magic weapons, two of which are damaged, and one hundred and thirty-four magic weapons, of which ......"

After the report, Qin Chuan came over, "I'll determine the distribution plan, everyone has no objections, right?"

Who will have objections? After a big battle, who will contribute the most and who is the key is well known, so everyone answered in unison that there was no objection.

"Okay, the damaged magic weapon will be handed over to you to deal with by yourself, and the remaining flying sword will be given to Uncle Ma, as for the magic weapon and those magic clothes and armor, etc., everyone will discuss and distribute it equally, if there is a simultaneous fancy at the same time, the way of bidding will be adopted, the spirit stone and the pill will also be divided equally by you, the talisman belongs to me, and I will pick those materials first, you have no opinion on this, right?"

"Senior Brother Qin, how can this be done, you can't share half of these things alone!" Sha Ping said, and everyone echoed.

"You can keep the spirit stones and magic weapons, what I lack is contribution points, if you feel embarrassed, those identity cards will give me a little more!"

The exchange of battle merits is based on the identity card of the enemy monk obtained, which has been stated by the sect before rushing to the battlefield.

"Senior Brother Qin, keep it, follow Senior Brother Qin to have meat to eat!" everyone said gossipingly, for them, the harvest in front of them was already very huge, and no matter how greedy they were, they would be struck by lightning.

"Hehe, since that's the case, then you're welcome!"

Qin Chuan counted it, this time he got a total of sixty-one identity cards, two of which belonged to the foundation building period, and the total could be exchanged for almost eight thousand contribution points, and he also got two sword talismans, one light shield talisman, and more than a thousand talismans of various kinds, although the power of these talismans is limited, but the number can also play a big role at critical moments.

In addition, he also found several relatively precious materials, among which there was a piece of Qingling Jade, which was a great treasure.

The distribution of the spoils of war was relatively smooth, and the only thing that went wrong was that several people looked at the high-grade vestment that was taken from the monk Zhuji at the same time, and as a result, after bidding, some people were willing to give up the right to distribute all the loot, so they took down the top-grade vestment.

The distribution is over, and everyone can finally rest in peace.

Although meditation and pranayama can restore his spirit as soon as possible, Qin Chuan prefers to take a big sleep, and this sleep will not wake up naturally until the end of the night.

After washing up, Meimei enjoyed a hearty dinner, and then planned to go to Ma Cheng, but Ma Cheng came to him first.

"You kid, don't say hello if you have something delicious!" sat down by himself while speaking, and did not dislike eating the leftovers, and competed with half a sweet and sour fish.

Qin Chuan poured him a glass of wine, took out some food, and then handed over a magic weapon flying sword, "I have already divided the other things, and the valuable one is this flying sword, Uncle Shi take it!"

"You keep it, I've gained a lot this time!"

"I don't lack flying swords, this flying sword has wind attributes, and it is very suitable for Uncle Shi to use as a stepping tool!"

"Oh, then you're welcome!" "Tsukiji monks are all eager for a wind-attribute flying sword, not to kill the enemy, but to increase the speed of the sword when flying, with a flying sword with fast flying speed, whether it is flashing in the air, or escaping, it has a great advantage.

Ma Cheng had almost eaten, and finally explained his intentions, "Qin Chuan, Uncle Pei wants to see you!"

"See me?"

"Well, Senior Uncle already knows from Senior Sister Lan that you know how to attack sound!"

"What does Elder Pei mean?" Qin Chuan had long known that he couldn't hide this.

"Hehe, it shouldn't be a bad thing, you can go and find out!"

Qin Chuan was taken to a small hall, Pei Xueyi sat in the middle, Lan Fengqin stood behind her, these two people were worthy of being masters and apprentices, their faces were like frost, and their expressions seemed to be carved out of a mold.

"I've seen Senior Pei, I've seen Uncle Lan!"

Pei Xueyi looked him up and down a few times, "You are Qin Chuan, I have heard of it for a long time!"

Qin Chuan heard that her tone was a little unkind, and he was puzzled in his heart, he obviously had no intersection with her before, and he didn't know where he offended her.

"Senior, you have won the award, how can I have a big name!"

"Hmph, even if you are self-aware, do you know how many people you have offended, and how many people are waiting for your life?"

"What does the senior mean..."Qin Chuan was a little confused by her words.

"Forget it, for the sake of the face you helped Feng Qin, it doesn't hurt to tell you, someone wants to borrow my hand to ask for your life, now you should understand!"

Qin Chuan raised his head, the glint in his eyes flashed, he could probably guess who wanted to harm him, but since Pei Xueyi was entrusted by others, but he was outspoken, this was a bit intriguing.

"What are you going to do?"

"It seems that you are very bold, no wonder Lei Daoyou has taken a fancy to you, and Ponyville has been saying good things about you!"

Hearing the three words Ponyville, Ma Cheng on the side couldn't help twitching, but there was no way, this was his own uncle, who had been called so since he was a child.

Qin Chuan was silent, but he was guessing in his heart what the other party wanted to do.

Pei Xueyi continued, "I say this to let you understand that your life would have been very difficult, and you wouldn't even be able to save your life, but Ma Cheng helped you say good things, and you happened to help my apprentice, so I can only lose my trust, but you must ask for this favor!"

What kind of robber logic is this? If you don't kill me, don't embarrass me, this is human affection?

A nameless fire arose, but the situation was stronger than people, and now was not the time to tear his face, so he forcibly suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, "Senior, what do you want me to do, just say it!"

"Sure enough, you're a smart person, I heard that you know how to attack sound, don't you?"

Qin Chuan didn't understand why the other party was asking this, "I don't dare to say I understand, it's just a little contact!"

"Well, who did you learn your secret technique of sound attack from?"

"What is the senior asking for?" Qin Chuan didn't answer the rhetorical question, and his face showed a look of vigilance.

Pei Xueyi looked at his expression, which seemed to confirm a certain guess in his heart, "You don't have to worry, there are no outsiders here, and they won't publicize the fact that you are stealing the secret method of the Haoran Sect!"

Qin Chuan's eyes flashed slightly, the sound attack technique he learned did contain the sound attack secret technique of Haoran Sect, but it was based on the illusion technique of the Huangfu Night Rain Sect, it can be said that he had formed his own unique thing, otherwise he would not have created the Angry Sea Demon Music Song, of course, he didn't need to explain this.

didn't speak, Pei Xueyi acquiesced to him, "I won't go around in circles, if you promise to write out this secret technique, not only will you repay my favor, but I can also promise that during your stay in the Southern Qi Kingdom, I will try my best to keep you safe and sound, what do you think?"

Qin Chuan didn't say anything, but Ma Cheng's face became ugly, he originally thought that Pei Xueyi called Qin Chuan to come, even if he didn't give him any treasures, he would praise him verbally, but he didn't expect to ask for other people's secret techniques in such an almost clever way of 'taking' Hao, which was really different from the Uncle Pei in his memory, "Uncle Shi, you..."

Lan Fengqin was also slightly moved, "Master..."

Pei Xueyi seemed to have expected the reaction of the two, waved his hand to stop them, and stared at Qin Chuan's eyes, "Don't say that you have made any oaths that will not be passed on, the secret techniques of the Haoran Sect are only a very small number of descendants who have the opportunity to learn, since you can't be a descendant of the Haoran Sect, then you must have learned it secretly, right?"

"The senior is right, I can give the secret art to the senior, but how can the senior ensure that he will fulfill his promise?"

"What, you don't trust me?"

"What is there about my predecessors that I can trust?"

Pei Xueyi's eyes were even colder, and a Jindan stage divine sense was pressed against him.

Qin Chuan sneered in his heart, but he didn't use distraction to resist, but relied on his own cultivation to stand up straight, but it looked very hard.

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