Chapter 41: Crisis

"This is your merit point, what else is needed?"

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Although Wang Fan has the cultivation of the "fifth layer" of qi training, it is really not something that ordinary qi cultivation fifth-layer cultivators can do to do so many tasks at one time, so he can't help but look at Wang Fan twice.

"No, but can you help me change some pills for daily cultivation?" Wang Fan bowed slightly.

"Well, yes, but although you have so many merit points, there are still not many for the exchange of pills?"

"Nothing. "Originally, he wanted to complete the task requirements of the outer disciples, and he didn't want the sect discipline hall to come to him for business, and he could make a lot of money just by selling those demon beast materials in the Fang Market, in exchange for enough cultivation pills, so he only did so many tasks at once this time.

After receiving the elixir handed over by the middle-aged deacon, Wang Fan put it into his storage bag and hugged his fists and said, "Thank you!"

"Hmm!"

......

After all this, Wang Fan went straight to Shengrifang City again and sold his demon beast materials in exchange for spirit stones.

Walking into a shop called Feiling Pavilion, a maid stepped forward and asked respectfully, "I wonder if the seniors have anything to order?"

"I want to sell some demon beast materials in exchange for spirit stones, how about it?" Wang Fan said as usual.

"Well, this store is going to collect it, I don't know if you ...... seniors"

Before she finished speaking, Wang Fan took out a large pile of materials from the storage bag and put them on the table, and then said: "That's it, you see, if the price is right, I will agree." ā€

The maid on the side watched Wang Fan take out a large pile of materials, and couldn't help but be surprised, and hurriedly called the person who could take care of things in the shop to come out.

"This Taoist friend has the cultivation of the sixth level of Qi cultivation at such a young age, he is really young and promising!" Before the person arrived, an old-fashioned voice came.

After a while, an old man with a white beard walked out, dressed plainly, with a smile on his face, but Wang Fan didn't dare to be careless, his divine sense detected that he was a monk at the peak of Qi cultivation, and said respectfully: "Daoist cultivation is even stronger than me, what is my cultivation." ā€

"Hehehe" Touching his beard, the elder monk smiled and said, "If you are surnamed Wu, you can call me Wu Steward! ā€

"Well, if you are disrespectful, I will call you Wu Steward. Wang Fan said as usual.

"Hehe, the demon beast materials you just took out are not simple! Basically, they can only be hunted by high-level Qi cultivation stage cultivators, I think your strength is far more than what it seems!"

Wang Fan's heart sank, knowing that he hadn't thought about this matter, so he took it out directly, which was indeed a little inappropriate, and after a little thought, he said with a hint of anger: "This doesn't seem to be your business!"

"Well, but I don't mean it badly. It's just that Daoyou has such a powerful cultivation at such a young age, it's really embarrassing, I can give you a satisfactory price on behalf of our Feiling Pavilion, but I hope that if Daoyou has any good demon beast materials in the future, I hope to come to our Feiling Pavilion. Of course, this is not forcing you, you can do whatever you want. ā€

After finishing speaking, Wang Fan also knew that this was a common trick in every shop, so he didn't take it to heart, so he said: "There's no problem with this! But how many spirit stones can these be exchanged for?" After speaking, he pointed to the demon beast materials on the table.

"A total of 1,000 spirit stones!

Wang Fan took the storage bag full of spirit stones, counted them with his divine sense, and found that there was no problem, so he put it into his storage bag, hugged his fists and said: "Then I will leave below!"

"Slow down!" Steward Wu also clenched his fists, and then Wang Fan left Feiling Pavilion.

Wang Fan, who had left Feiling Pavilion, continued to wander around the Fang City several times, and after confirming that there was no one following him, he changed back to his original appearance and flew towards the mountain gate of Yuanyang Sect.

......

As soon as I arrived at the mountain gate, a voice came, "Stop, this is Yuanyang Sect, where are you from?"

He was accompanied by a young man with a stern face and a sword in his right hand.

Wang Fan was shocked in his heart, there were still people patrolling in and out of the mountain gate at this time, and he took out his identity token and said: "It's Wang Fan, a disciple of the outer sect of the Yuanyang Sect, I don't know what happened to this fellow sect? ā€

The young man carefully looked at Wang Fan's identity token, confirmed that Wang Fan was also a disciple of the Yuanyang Sect, and then spoke: "I don't know either, but the sect master suddenly ordered the entire sect to enter the martial law period. By the way, you'd better go back to your cave and stop wandering outside. ā€

"Thank you!" Wang Fan clenched his fists, and then turned into a long rainbow and disappeared.

In the next few days, Wang Fan did not retreat and cultivate as before, and his intuition told him that there must be a big incident in the Yuanyang Sect this time, and it was a very big event, otherwise how could the Yuanyang Sect of the Seven Great Sects of the Zhou Kingdom be so noisy, and the grass and trees were all soldiers.

One day, when Wang Fan came to the outer hall to inquire about the news, he suddenly heard people arguing.

"Hey, have you heard of it, there has been a big incident in the sect recently, and all the elders of the Yudan period have been staying in the Yuanyang Hall for several days, and they have not come out! I heard that a treasure in the sect was lost, which caused the sect master and others to be furious, and now they are discussing how to deal with it!" "You are not accurate, I heard that someone is coming to attack our Yuanyang Sect, so it is under martial law!"

Before the third person could finish speaking, another person spoke: "You are too cowardly to hear about it, you must know that our Yuanyang Sect is the Seven Great Sects of the Zhou Kingdom, and the Taishang Elder is a rare Yuan Infant Stage monk, and that blind person dares to come to our Yuanyang Sect to spread wildness, I think you are a spy of other sects! ā€

As soon as these words came out, the person who had just spoken hurriedly retorted: "I see you but have ulterior motives, hum!"

"I think ......"

"I think ......"

"Knock Knock"

Suddenly, three huge bells rang in the sect, and they were directly transmitted to the people's divine consciousness through the body.

Like the people around him, Wang Fan was shocked, hurriedly left the outer gate hall, turned into a long rainbow and quickly flew to the Yuanyang Palace, and most of the monks around him did the same.

"What do you mean this for?"

"Well, I think ......"

As soon as he arrived outside the hall, Wang Fan heard the monks around him discuss, saying different opinions.

"Squeak!"

Suddenly, the door of the Yuanyang Hall opened, and Wang Fan and the people around him all looked solemn, waiting for the old monster inside to come out and speak as usual, but they didn't dare to add trouble to themselves in this situation.

"Alright, quiet!"

I saw a middle-aged man walking out of the hall slowly, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, very handsome, but Wang Fan and the people around him were more and more respectful, because this was the first person in the sect except for the Taishang Elder, the sect leader Yuen Long, not only in terms of noble status, but also with the cultivation of the late stage of the Yudan, this was also the first time Wang Fan saw him.

Of course, Wang Fan must have seen from a distance that he didn't have the qualifications to go to the front, except for some core disciples, the people in front were basically just some foundation building period monks.

"For this martial law of the sect, I apologize to everyone. But this is necessary, and I can also explain to you clearly, because a treasure in the sect was lost, so we are looking for it with all our might, but fortunately we finally found it, because there was a traitor in the sect, so these things happened. But in the end, he was ambushed, and his soul was scattered. ā€

After speaking, he looked at the people around him sharply, Wang Fan and the people around him couldn't help but lower their heads, seeing this, they continued: "I said so much, nothing else, if I find out that someone has betrayed the sect in the future, I will make him worse than dead!"

After speaking, with a wave of his right hand, he was ready to let everyone disperse.

Just as Wang Fan was about to leave, he noticed a sound transmission jade slip flying straight towards Yuen Long from a distance.

As soon as Yuen Long took his right hand, he immediately listened to the contents, and his face turned pale in an instant, but fortunately, he was the master of a sect, so he returned to his original state.

Wang Fan didn't know what the news was, which made the sect leader Yuen Long so shocked, only to see his mouth move slightly, and then he closed the door again, and returned to the Yuanyang Hall with a bunch of monks in the Yuedan period and couldn't keep it closed.