The moment hundreds of black demon refining pills were taken out, everyone in the camp changed their expressions except Elder Zheng Jian's face.

But the elders, including Luo Feng, did not expect that this was just the beginning.

When the ancient treasure swords, incense burners, and enlightenment maps appeared one by one, even the face of the elder Zhijian changed, and he sighed: "No wonder these four sects will join forces. If it were me, it would be a little difficult to control."

The other elders agreed deeply that the temptation was indeed a bit great.

"In addition to the sword given to my senior brother, as well as the elixirs, fruits, and demon pills I refined myself, all the gains from my disciples in the secret realm are here."

Lin Yun bowed and said, then stepped aside.

There were some things he didn't plan to hand over, but when Elder Luo counted the casualties, he also watched from the side.

After that, I had this idea again.

“No need to take it all out.”

Elder Zhijian smiled bitterly and said, "The rules of the sect, the treasures handed over must be exchanged for the corresponding merit points and spiritual jade. If you have taken out so many treasures, I guess there is no corresponding spiritual jade for the Jiange to exchange them for the

You, this number is a bit too large…”

"Then there is no need. With my own strength, I am afraid I can't get out of the deserted wasteland."

Lin Yun could see thoroughly. Without the sect to protect him, he would definitely be dead now.

This seems to make sense, which makes Elder Zhijian embarrassed. Jiange obviously has no reason to let his disciples suffer, otherwise he would have seemed too little.

But if Lin Yun insisted on doing this, he didn't know what to do.

Luo Feng smiled and said, "Old Bai, what do you think of this? Let Lin Yun choose a few of these treasures, and then the rest will be distributed to them. In this battle, all the injured colleagues. As for Jiange, only some magic lotus are left.

The demon pill and incomplete martial arts are enough to exchange it for spiritual jade to supply Lin Yun.”

"Yes, just arrange this, Lin Yun, can't you make me embarrassed too much. Or are you unwilling to share these treasures with your classmates?"

Elder Zhijian's eyes lit up and he smiled while touching his beard.

Lin Yun smiled helplessly, and it was natural that he could not refuse again after saying this.

He immediately stepped forward and took the Hanyun Pill from a few bottles of elixirs. His cultivation level was unable to improve for a long time, so the elixirs were not of much use.

Hanyun Dan fits the attributes of Zi Yuan Sword Technique, but it can be used, and there is no need to keep the rest.

Among the treasures, the hidden sword gourd and the fourth-grade famous wine were selected.

Elder Zhijian frowned slightly. Lin Yun chose too few, and there was no doubt that he raised his hand and waved it.

He sent the ancient treasure sword to his hand and pondered: "No one uses a knife in the Jian Pavilion, so keep it for now. By the way, I will talk to us about the experiences on the tenth floor of the treasure hall."

The tenth floor of the Treasure Hall is a legend.

The elders and disciples present all looked at Lin Yun with great anticipation.
Chapter completed!