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"Senior Brother Zhao, I heard that you exchanged the accumulated three-year contribution value for a Qi-Pumping Pill, and you are very determined!"

"Nonsense, if you break through the fifth level, the hope of entering the inner sect will be slim. I don't want to be driven down the mountain."

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"Junior Sister Duan, you can exchange it for so many contributions? It's too luxurious!"

"Hehe... you don't understand this. Anyway, I am already qualified to enter the inner sect. Is it necessary to exchange for the exercises, but the elixirs cannot be achieved."

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"This 'Bright Moon Sword', combined with the senior sister's water-based exercises, is enough to make you invincible at the sixth level."

"No, don't even think about how much hardship your senior sister has experienced for Mingyue Dao."

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In the Contribution Hall, disciples gathered together to discuss their respective topics. Jiang Nan looked straight to the ‘Master Artifact’ exchange area.

Different counters gather different groups of outer disciples. The disciples in front of the ‘Pills’ exchange area are either disciples whose cultivation has reached a bottleneck or disciples who want to use elixirs to upgrade to the fifth level in a short period of time.

The disciples in front of the magic weapon exchange area usually have a cultivation level above the fourth level. Joining the herb collection team and the demon hunting team, the degree of danger is different. If there are handy magic weapons, the chance of survival will be much higher. Therefore, disciples who are preparing to collect herbs and hunt demons will use their contribution value to exchange for a handy magic weapon.

There are also many outer disciples of the sixth level, seventh level or even eighth level in front of the magic weapon exchange area. These disciples usually have more than three years of entry, and only enter the inner disciples through the outer disciple competition. There are no weapons in the competition, and the difference in combat power is very obvious.

The disciples in front of the "King Technique" counter are quite complicated. These disciples have different cultivation levels, ranging from first to seventh level. The counter of the martial arts can not only exchange for martial arts with different attributes, but also various combat skills.

There are fifty counters for elixirs and exercises, while there are only twenty counters for magic weapon. The number of counters for magic weapon is small, and there are even fewer disciples in the counter area. Jiang Nan glanced and found that the disciples in the counter area of ​​magic weapon have some murderous aura on their bodies. Only disciples who have struggled on the edge of death will carry such murderous aura.

Since there are not many disciples in the counter area and there are only two disciples in the front line, Jiang Nan waited patiently. Most of the disciples entering the magic weapon area are not good at "eight trigrams", and Jiang Nan's "fame" has not spread here.

In front was a 1.9-meter-tall, with a beard all over his face, unlike an outer disciple who was under the age of 18. Of course, appearance is not the only criterion for judging age. The reason why Jiang Nan noticed him was not his appearance, but his bloody smell. It is impossible for a disciple who had not had a few lives under his command to have such a bloody smell.

Jiang Nan is not a disciple who has just entered the Immortal Sect, and the Immortal Sect is not a worldly rumored fairyland on earth. In the Immortal Sect, there are intrigues and bloody storms, even more so than in the secular world. If you think that the people in the Immortal Sect are indifferent, it would be a big mistake.

"Are you Senior Brother Jiang?" The weak female disciple's voice came from behind.

"That's right!" Jiang Nan turned around narcissistically, almost stroking the ends of her hair. Before she saw the woman, she thought a lot: "It seems that I have established a good image in the minds of female disciples."

Seeing the well-behaved and clever female disciple in front of him, Jiang Nan couldn't help but be stunned: "It's you."

"Senior Brother Jiang recognizes me?"

"Junior Sister Peng, long time no see!" Jiang Nan smiled: "Junior Sister Peng is born beautiful, how could I not know Senior Brother?"

The girl in front of her was named Peng Miaoyu. At the beginning, when Tang Hongbo kicked her, Peng Miaoyu spoke out to stop her. However, Jiang Nan would not have a high likes for those who had been with Tang Hongbo.

After being praised like he teased, Peng Miaoyu's pretty face turned slightly red, and he lowered his head shyly: "Senior Brother Jiang, don't be a joke of junior sister."

"Senior brother, how could I be a joke? I won't say that my junior sister is born with beauty. I have only been in the first place for a year, and the talent shown is beyond the reach of ordinary disciples. In private, I'm afraid many senior brothers will pursue you."

The dislike of her feelings did not mean that she didn't like to joke with a female disciple. Seeing her shyly lowering her head, Jiang Nan suddenly felt inexplicably satisfied: "How old is Junior Sister Peng? Have you ever betrothed someone? Do you have a favorite?" This series of questions made Peng Miaoyu blush to his ears, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

The 'big man' in front suddenly turned around and stared at him viciously: "No matter how quiet it is, I believe it or not, I slap you to death!"

Jiang Nan didn't feel anything. Peng Miaoyu behind him looked like a frightened rabbit, timidly taking several steps back, making people feel pity.

"This uncle is old and has a strong aura, which can easily hurt his body." He naturally became much more courageous when he entered the fifth level of the Yellow Realm. Facing the fierce and evil man, Jiang Nanyun said calmly: "In the immortal gate, we should be at will. What do you think of this senior brother?"

"Bored, hum!" The big man snorted and ignored him anymore.

"Okay, it's okay." Jiang Nan touched Peng Miaoyu's head and comforted: "Junior Sister Peng, with Senior Brother here, you don't have to be afraid of anyone."

"Yes." Peng Miaoyu nodded obediently, and his dazzling eyes became even more moving.

When the man heard Jiang Nan's words, the big man almost had an attack. Fortunately, it was his turn to exchange it, so he had no time to have an attack.

"Qian Dabao, exchange for the mysterious magic weapon and mine hammer." The big man shouted loudly at the counter, as if he was venting his anger.

Paying attention to the counter is also a task for the outer disciples. The disciple behind the counter is only at the third level of Huang Realm. Qian Dabao roared and quickly covered his ears, but his eardrums kept buzzing.

"What a hard time, hurry up and do it for me." Qian Dabao's eyes were full of eyebrows. The disciple behind the counter didn't care about the faint pain of the eardrums, and hurriedly searched for information.

"Hurry up, hurry up." Qian Dabao's big fist knocked the counter and rang out loud: "It delayed my big deal. Do you believe it or not, I will hammer you into a meat pie."

After a while, the disciple behind the counter raised his head in embarrassment and suddenly became stuttering: "Qianqian... Brother Qian, this... this... your contribution value seems to be... not enough to exchange for the mysterious mine hammer."

"Don't let your mother gossip, you blind your dog's eyes. I dare to say that my contribution is not worth enough. Open your dog's eyes widen and check it carefully for me." Qian Dabao was furious and punched him, smashing a hole in the counter.

"Yes, yes, yes, maybe I'm wrong with my junior brother, I'm taking a look." The disciple did not dare to be negligent at all, and checked Qian Dabao's information and jade slips over and over again, and said bitterly: "That's right! It's just not enough, there are still thirty contributions left."

"Tell me again." Qian Dabao grabbed his collar and threatened fiercely: "Is it enough or not!"

"Senior Brother Qian Qian, this is really not enough! Otherwise, you can read it yourself..." The disciple pushed the information jade slip forward, spread his hands, and put on an innocent posture.

"I dare to say that my contribution is not worth enough, so I'm looking for death..." Qian Dabao didn't even look at the information, and pulled him out from behind the counter, raised him with one hand over his head: "If I don't give you some color, I thought Qian Dabao was so fooling."

Behind Qian Dabao, Jiang Nan and Peng Miaoyu were stunned. They took several steps back unconsciously, fearing that they would be affected by the war situation.

Qian Dabao tried hard to kill him. The disciple in charge of the counter looked pale and his whole body trembled unconsciously. Qian Dabao had a seventh-level cultivation level in the Yellow Realm. If he threw it out, he would at least be seriously injured.

"It is not easy for a disciple in charge of the counter. If you encounter a disciple like Qian Dabao, you will suffer." Jiang Nan sighed loudly: "It seems that carrying a stone is a good task."

As soon as Jiang Nan finished speaking, a childish voice mixed in the vastness suddenly rang in his ears.

"Who is the bastard who dares to make trouble in Contribution Hall."

Everyone felt a flash of light flashing, and a "little brat" about one meter and two meters tall and looked like a porcelain doll suddenly appeared on Qian Dabao's head.

"Shopkeeper Tong!" Jiang Nan's eyes widened, turned around angrily, and walked around behind Peng Miaoyu, fearing that he would recognize him.

As soon as Manager Tong appeared, Qian Dabao's arrogant arrogance disappeared, and his raised arms unconsciously put down, and he respectfully bowed: "Disciple Qian Dabao, pay homage to Manager Tong."

The disciple who was put down seemed to have a premonition of something, and he rolled and crawled behind the counter. The Tong Storekeeper, who looked like a porcelain doll, was not as tall as Qian Dabao's waist. But in front of the Tong Storekeeper, Qian Dabao could only nod and bow his head like a turtle grandson, nodding and reparing.

"Do you dare to make trouble in the Contribution Hall and think that I, Mr. Tong, is dead?" Manager Tong said childishly, but his childish words made Qian Dabao, who was more than 1.9 meters tall, sweat in a cold sweat and almost fell to the ground.

"Shopkeeper Tong forgives his sins, disciple..."

‘Huh…’ Before Qian Dabao finished speaking, Manager Tong waved his tender right arm.

"Boom" a huge golden palm came out of the void and slapped Qian Dabao straight.

"Ah..." Everyone heard a scream, and Qian Dabao, who was tall, was slapped into ashes by his golden palms.

With just one palm, Qian Dabao, who is at the seventh level of Huang Realm, completely disappeared from this world, and the hearts of all outer disciples were raised to his throat. Who could imagine that the shopkeeper who looks like a porcelain doll would be a life for one move, and he was a disciple of the seventh level of Huang Realm.

In the immortal gate, human life is like a mustard of grass, and this scene in front of you is the best explanation.

"Don't recognize me." Thinking of the time when pinching Manager Tong's face, Jiang Nan felt as if he was irritated: "If I had another choice, I would rather not pinch the face of a beautiful girl in my life to offset the crime of pinching Manager Tong's face!"

As the saying goes, you will come whatever you are afraid of. Manager Tong carried his arms behind him, his eyes swept across the disciples, and finally fell on Jiang Nan.

"No, no!" Jiang Nan's heart beat violently, forcing an exaggerated smile, trying not to let Manager Tong see the "original appearance". In the past three months, Jiang Nan has carried stones every day, and his figure and skin have changed a lot. Now he has this expression again. I believe Manager Tong may not be able to recognize him.

Manager Tong looked at Jiang Nan and frowned slightly: "What's your name? Why do you look so familiar? Have we seen it somewhere?"
Chapter completed!