Chapter 128: Contribution Point Exchange
Lan Chengfeng's face changed drastically, he took a few steps back, raised his right hand and pointed at Shang Jingxing, his body was trembling, even his fingertips couldn't stop trembling, he looked like a ghost, he couldn't believe that Shang Jingxing was alive, he actually survived under the hands of Elder Dongfang. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
With this disbelief, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, saw the three people behind Shang Jingxing, and a sense of uneasiness rose in his heart, before he was shocked by the fact that Shang Jingxing was alive, and ignored the matter of the quota, but now he saw that the steward was remembered.
Lan Chengfeng's footsteps trembled and pushed again and again, he didn't notice the threshold behind him, and fell directly to the ground, but he didn't realize it, he still shook his head almost stupidly, and muttered to himself: "Impossible...... Impossible...... Absolutely impossible ......"
No one thought that Lan Chengfeng would be hit so hard, and he was almost crazy before the rankings were announced.
Lin Dongcheng looked at Lan Chengfeng, he didn't expect that his old opponent would be so unbearable, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, he laughed self-deprecatingly, treating such a person as an opponent, he was really too far away from Shang Jingxing.
He shook his head and also looked at the three people behind Shang Jingxing, but compared to Lan Chengfeng, he thought deeper.
The Lanshan faction has changed!
Elder Lin was one of the few remaining elders of the Lanshan faction, Ju Zhengying was once the head of the outer sect, and the steward was the third faction outside the power struggle of the Lanshan faction.
In other words, except for Lan Chengfeng's doglegs, basically everyone was on Shang Jingxing's side.
Still, apparently he was thinking too much.
Lanshan faction?
Shang Jingxing didn't take it seriously at all!
Looking at Lan Chengfeng's expression, Shang Jingxing suddenly lost interest, after fighting against the Flower Scale Poison Jiao, he really felt that he was wasting too much energy when he looked at Lan Chengfeng, instead of targeting him, it was better to go back to practice and sleep.
He motioned for the steward to begin publishing the rankings, and then stood still.
The steward received Shang Jingxing's signal, and immediately walked forward quickly, walked to a group of outer disciples, held a piece of paper, and said loudly: "The one with the highest contribution this time is the black-robed man, Lin Dongcheng is second, and Lan Chengfeng is third. ”
"Poof!!"
As soon as the steward finished announcing the rankings, Lan Chengfeng directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he was still muttering about the impossibility in his mouth, and he rolled his eyes and fainted.
Lan Chengfeng's dog legs suddenly became a mess, and he went over to support him in a panic.
And the other disciples who had just scolded the outer disciples suddenly hurriedly retreated as if they had encountered a plague, and even a few timid ones ran away directly, scolding was nothing, but seeing Lan Chengfeng's such a humiliating scene, then they really couldn't stay in the Lanshan faction.
However, they didn't run far before they were stopped by Elder Lin and thrown back to their original places, and all the outer disciples looked at Elder Lin in panic, not understanding what he meant.
This fashion Jingxing spoke.
"Elder Lin, tell them something they should know. ”
After speaking, Shang Jingxing took the invitation letter handed by the steward, and strode away without looking back, Xiaoyun and Ju Zhengying followed closely behind.
Handover of tasks.
Shang Jingxing and the three of them walked into it, and what they saw was Uncle Qin with a sad face.
"You're here. ”
Qin Bo raised his head and looked at Shang Jingxing's gaze, not knowing whether to hate or be grateful.
"Lanshan said you would come. Qin Bo stood up, holding a special token in his hand and pressing it on the desktop formed by the Heavenly Spirit Statue, "Two hundred and thirty-seven thousand contribution points, everything you submit can be returned at the original price." ”
Thundered!
The task handover shook for a while, and a gate composed of spiritual power suddenly appeared behind the Shitian Spirit Statue, through the gate, Shang Jingxing saw a dazzling array of items inside, spirit stones, herbs, ore metals, magic weapons, exercises, abounding, and even the forging body grass that Xiao Yun had submitted not long ago was also among them.
"Thank you then. ”
Shang Jingxing hugged his fists and saluted, and without saying much, he strode directly into the door.
The Spirit Power Gate is another space, similar to a storage bag, but it is just a function of the Spirit Statue of Shitian, and many sects use this function as a treasure house, even if it is a sect on the third or fourth floor, after all, there are very few similar space treasures.
Shang Jingxing picked up the body forging grass first, although this thing was of little use to him, but Xiao Yun could use it, maybe he could make some precious pills for Xiao Yun to improve his strength in a short period of time, without having to layer a year, even if he didn't mention these ethereal ones, the body forging grass was enough to fill Xiao Yun's blood and qi, far more than five times that of fellow cultivators.
Then he looked at the exercises, there were four kinds of them, namely "Lan Feng Decision", "Sneaking Step", "Empty Flame Fist", and "Hefeng", of which only "Lan Feng Decision" had more than forty jade slips, and the words of sixty-seven thousand contribution points were also marked below, and the other three did not mark any exchange points, "Sneaking Step" and "Empty Flame Fist" only had three or four jade slips, and "Hop Wind" had only one and had cracks.
Shang Jingxing carefully recalled the exchange list he had seen before, and there was indeed no last three, it seemed that it was only placed in the treasure house, and it was not given to the sect to exchange, unless it reached the Qi refining period.
The first exercise Shang Jingxing has already obtained, and the next two are the exercises used by Elder Lin and Elder Dongfang, as for "Hefeng", I don't know what the effect is just by listening to the name, but unfortunately, there is no body forging exercise that Shang Jingxing wants most.
He hesitated for a while, and finally picked up the "Empty Flame Fist", although he didn't have spiritual power and couldn't learn now, but he was still forging the ninth layer, and he was only one step away from the Qi refining period, so it was nothing to prepare in advance.
After that, he picked out some pills and spirit stones and walked out of the light gate.
Qin Bo had been waiting outside, casually glanced at the things in his hand, and said, "Two hundred and twenty-seven thousand, there are ten thousand left." ”
After speaking, Qin Bo didn't wait for him to react, he directly reached into the light gate, took out the copy of "Hefeng", took out a booklet from his arms, and threw it to Shang Jingxing together.
"This exercise is exactly 10,000, and the booklet is an introduction, so take it. Qin Bo said lightly.
Shang Jingxing took the "Hefeng" and the booklet indiscriminately, even a fool could see that Qin Bo deliberately wanted to give him this exercise, but he didn't understand the reason why Qin Bo did this.
He wanted to ask, but Uncle Qin had already closed his eyes, obviously not wanting to continue talking, in desperation, he could only bow his hand and say, "Thank you Uncle Qin, in a few days, the Lanshan faction may be wiped out, I hope Uncle Qin will make plans early." Leave. ”
The three of them left, and Qin Bo slowly opened his eyes, and grief flowed in them.
"The last legacy of the Deng Ling Sect, I hope it is not entrusted to a non-person. ”