Chapter 81: The Reward of the Battle Leaderboard
Looking at the tasks scrolling on the screen, many people became excited. Refining pills with low returns, exchanging herbs that help with divine thoughts, these are all guaranteed profits.
In the morning, hundreds of people took over the task, leaving materials and contribution points. At this moment, the front of the service counter is still overcrowded, a long queue, crooked.
"Hehe, this beautiful sister, who posted this task?"
Zhu Hai mung bean's eyes narrowed and smiled slightly, giving people a very gentle feeling.
"Sorry, it's a secret!"
Hearing this senior sister's answer, Zhu Hai didn't ask any more, and he was also guessing in his heart, the scope was not very wide, and Wan Qing must be one of them.
Now, Wan Qing stood in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and looked up, this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was really unusual, and it could be seen that the essence of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was completely visible.
First of all, the area of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is wide, that is, the contribution hall is not as good; the two are high, full of eighteen floors, majestic atmosphere.
"Tsk, there must be a lot of books in here!"
Wan Qing chattered, his heart became more and more excited, presumably the benefits of this battle list will not be too bad.
Fang Bu stepped, with both hands on his back, coaxing, step by step up the steps. attracted many passers-by to turn around and point their fingers from time to time.
"Does this guy have a problem with his brain, he looks poor and sour, and he has the posture of a son of a family!"
"It's, it's, I don't know where he got his confidence!"
“......”
Although there was not much discussion behind him, how could Wan Qing's strength not be heard, and he held back three points of anger in his heart, and directly accelerated his pace, unwilling to pay more attention.
"It's quite self-aware, and when you hear us talk about him, you know how to speed up!" said a young man with a playful smile, a mocking expression.
"Don't say it, be careful that people are angry!" said another young man beside him in a low voice, also full of mockery, not caring at all.
Bang!
The second young man flew straight upside down, leaving several bloodstained teeth in the air.
"You~, don't you know that private fights are not allowed in the courtyard?" The first young man had anger in his eyes, but he didn't expect that his partner was blown away by a punch as soon as he finished speaking, ignoring the rules of the hospital.
"Hmph! Pointing behind other people's backs, if you have the courage, say it head-on, say it in the ring!"
Wan Qing's right fist was clenched, ready to punch again, and a momentum was even closer to the young man, and the frightened young man retreated again and again.
Looking at the young man sitting on the ground, Wan Qing shook his head, this Renxu Courtyard does have rich resources and is the cradle of the strong, but there are also many people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, which is unavoidable.
Turning around, Wan Qing strode towards the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, no longer paying attention to the gossip of those behind him.
"I'm wiping it!"
As soon as he entered the door, Wan Qing's eyes widened, what is the situation. An old man in front of him was in a mess, with unkempt white hair, a red rosacea, a body of clothes that hadn't been washed for I don't know how long, a wine gourd full of oil stains in his hand, and his left hand plucked his ears from time to time.
"New here?"
The old man was the first to speak, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and spewing out a strong smell of wine, which was a little pungent.
"What's your attitude?"
Seeing Wan Qing covering his mouth and nose, the old man frowned slightly, and the next moment, he grinned again, revealing a few jet-black teeth.
At this moment, Wan Qing's heart is 100,000 heads *** galloping, this scripture pavilion is handed over to such an uncle, and there can be good things in it, so he is not afraid that this uncle will have no money for wine, so he secretly took the basic secrets out and exchanged them for wine money.
"Uncle, I'm here to receive the reward of the leader of the battle list!"
Wan Qing still covered his mouth, said quickly, and continued to hold his breath, for fear of taking in one more breath.
"Oh, the reward of the master of the first battle list, go up to the second floor, the secret practice of the second grade and lower grade, pick it yourself!
The old man smiled, took a sip of spirits, and exhaled a breath of wine comfortably, and suddenly the surroundings were filled with a rich smell of wine, some of which were extremely unpleasant.
Hearing this uncle's words, Wan Qing quickly slipped away, unwilling to stay any longer, this uncle is too weird, Wan Qing can't stand it, that smell.
"Tut, don't you have a bosom friend?"
Seeing Wan Qing disappear quickly, the old man shook his head, a little helpless, and the next moment, the old man laughed, and raised his head to take another sip of spirits.
"That's not right!"
The green weasel felt that something was wrong, and there was something more in Wan Qing's meridians, a pure energy, which was extremely rare.
"What's wrong, grass?"
Hearing the weasel voice, Wan Qing wondered a little, what was wrong with this. Wan Qing is busy looking through the secret book now, there are too many books in it, and Wan Qing can't read it at all. I didn't have so much thought, I thought about the words of the weasel, and continued to look at the secret exercises.
"The energy of your meridians is too pure, extremely rare, and nine times out of ten it is the reason for the old man's wine at the door!"
Qing Weasel thought about it for a while, and said carefully, it was only after Wan Qing passed by the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion that this energy appeared in the meridians, and at that time, Wan Qing absorbed a trace of wine.
"How is that possible!"
Wan Qing also stopped looking for the secret of the body method, a little unbelievable, this pungent smell of wine could be pure energy, this is a bit extravagant.
The overflowing smell of wine alone has so much energy, and the old man can't imagine it in one sip.
"This old man is not simple!"
Wan Qing's mouth, it is not easy to be the gatekeeper of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Renxu Academy.
Thinking about it so much, Wan Qing is a little uneasy, this energy is still helpful to the green ferret, and it can improve the level of the green ferret, which is exactly what Wan Qing urgently needs now.
"Xiaocao, help find it, I need a secret technique!"
Wan Qing directly asked for help from the green ferret, only he had this ability, a two-kilometer radius of things, as long as there were plants.
There are still a lot of potted plants in this pavilion as decoration. The secrets of the exercises around this potted plant are still clear, which greatly reduces Wan Qing's workload.
"On the one hundred and fiftyth bookshelf, there are twenty sets of body method secrets, and the body method secrets on this layer should all be here!"
After a little search, the green weasel found the location of the secret of the body method, which was faster than Wan Qing's search for bookshelves by shelf, I don't know how many times.
Hearing the words of the green weasel, Wan Qing walked quickly to the 150th bookshelf and took a closer look.
"I'm wiping it!"
Wan Qing exclaimed, there are only twenty sets here, and this one bookshelf is all secret books, a hundred sets.
Rubbing his hands together to calm his excited little mood, his eyes flashing with dazzling light.
"Three o'clock steps, tsk!"
Looking at the secret of the B-grade lower grade in his hand, Wan Qing chattered and carefully looked at the introduction at the front.
Three point steps, only leave a point for the foothold, and with the improvement of cultivation strength, the point mark left will decrease. When you reach the end of your training, you will land without a trace, even if it is mud, it will not leave a trace, it is a magic skill to escape.
"Yes, let's see!"
It seems that after the introduction of the three-point step, Wan Qing slowly put it down and continued to look at it, after all, this is only the first secret, and there are still ninety-nine behind.
"Ghost walk!"
Wan Qing's eyes widened, this secret book was mastered.
Ghost walking, cultivators, the pace is like a ghost, landing without a trace, erratic, is the best quality to dodge.
After reading the introduction of the ghost walk, Wan Qing put it down directly and dodged the top grade, which was not what Wan Qing was pursuing.
Wan Qing flipped through sixty body secrets in a row, but he was not very satisfied, some of them were elegant and free, and there was no trace of stepping on the snow, but the consumption was not small. Some are like phantoms, erratic, but the speed is not ideal.
"Hey, why isn't there anything right for me?"
Wan Qing was a little helpless, could it be that the owner of the battle list was rewarded with such a little bit, and he was inevitably poor.
continued to look at it, Wan Qing was still not very satisfied, it was still the original problem.
"It's just you that you didn't have an introduction!"
Wan Qing picked up the last jade slip that was not introduced in a word, this jade slip was covered with a thick layer of ash, it should have been put here until now, I'm afraid no one has touched it.
A trace of divine thought drilled into the jade slip, Wan Qing's line of sight changed, he was in a purple bamboo forest, stepping on the top of the purple bamboo, and the endless bamboo sea was magnificent.
A fresh breeze blew, and a bamboo wave came continuously, up and down.
"Ah~~~~!"
Wan Qing roared against the bamboo waves, feeling extremely happy, as if he had forgotten the purpose of his visit.
"Hmm, why am I here?"
For a long time, Wan Qing felt that something was wrong, it seemed that he had come here with a purpose, but he couldn't remember anything.
"No matter what, such a beautiful day, naturally enjoy it!"
Wan Qing's right foot is on the tip of a purple bamboo, and the top of the purple bamboo can only accommodate Wan Qing's toes. The life is chic and comfortable, and the mood is even better.
The bamboo waves finally blew, and Wan Qing rose and fell, steady and leisurely.
"Wind, wind, you are invisible but tangible, peculiar, really peculiar!"
Wan Qing, who was in the ups and downs, was talking to himself, and seemed to have some understanding in his heart, but he failed to seize that opportunity.
"Change your position!"
A flash of inspiration flashed in Wan Qing's mind, and he lay down, his body lying on the top of the purple bamboo, rising and falling with the wind.
I don't know how long the time has passed, Wan Qing doesn't know how many postures he has changed, and he still doesn't have the slightest opportunity, he always feels close.
"The breeze is coming, the breeze is coming~"
Wan Qing's mouth kept chattering, and she secretly wondered in her heart, where is this wind going?
"Hehe, don't you know if you look at it?"
Get up and run all the way forward, each foot on the top of the bamboo wave, and every time you leave, the bamboo wave will fall back to the bottom.
"That's how it feels!"
Wan Qing finally seized that opportunity, his heart rose with the wind, and the wind was born under his feet.
"Haha~!"
Wan Qing's arrogant laughter floated in the vast purple bamboo forest, like a hurricane, spreading in all directions, setting off a wave of bamboo.
"Hahaha! How many years, I, Fengqing, have finally waited for a suitable disciple!"
An old voice spread throughout the entire Zhuhai, setting off a strong hurricane, which was not at all comparable to Wan Qing's domineering laughter.
"Little baby, are you willing to accept my Fengqing inheritance?"