Trial Valley.
In the southeast corner, there is a colorful light cover.
Master Huang suddenly flashed, his expression was calm and said calmly:
"Let's start!"
immediately.
Many monks started to move.
There were originally more than 140 monks, and there were only twenty-eight monks who survived.
The survival rate of this trial is less than 30%, which shows the tragic tragedy of this trial.
See this.
Cheng Buzheng did not dare to neglect, so he quickly stood up and joined the queue.
The first young monk with an ordinary face came to the first uncle and handed a jade box to the uncle. After bowing, he came to the second uncle to take out three broken tokens. After bowing again, he came to the third uncle to take out one spiritual medicine.
"Two Hualihuas in the mature stage, one Baiyang fruit in the mature stage, one Zihou flower in the three hundred years, and two Golden Marrow Grass in the two hundred years......"
The young monks took out seven spiritual medicines one after another, opened the jade box one by one, and displayed it in front of everyone.
See this.
Everyone was shocked, and the uncle who collected the spiritual medicine also showed a slight joy. With a wave of his hand, he put all the jade boxes into a storage bag.
Even Master Huang showed a smile on his lips.
Immediately, a master uncle took out a jade token with a smile and handed it to the young disciple in front of him.
As each of his fellow disciples stepped forward, he handed over the jade box, tokens, and spiritual medicines, as many as there were. The least fellow disciples only took out one spiritual medicine, and there was no token.
See this.
Cheng Buzheng was relieved, at least he was not at the bottom. Too shining and too stretching were contrary to his original intention.
The next harvest of Fairy Leng was even more gratifying to the Master, because there were six broken tokens and more than twenty spiritual medicines.
The monks behind cannot be compared with Fairy Leng. The few less one or two spiritual medicines are, and the more are only seven or eight spiritual medicines.
At this time, it was Jiang Fugui's turn. Although he did not hand over a token, there were eighteen spiritual medicines. Although they were not as good as Leng Fairy, the number of spiritual medicines handed over was second.
Even so, Master Huang's expression was still not moved at all.
The next monk took out a spiritual medicine in shame, and it was not the spiritual medicine needed for the Foundation Establishment Pill, and there was not a single token.
The sun was still shining just now, but in a blink of an eye it turned into a cloud of rain. Even the corner of the uncle's mouth twitched, and almost taught this incompetent disciple a lesson.
At this time, it was Cheng Buzheng's turn to hand the jade box to his uncle. After bowing, he took two steps forward and opened the jade box. There were two spiritual medicines, purple yang fruit in the mature stage and soul-protecting grass in the mature stage.
The uncles neither showed a kind look nor did they treat each other coldly, which completely met his expectations. Similarly, the expression of Uncle Huang's uncle did not change at all.
The last uncle took out a token and handed it to Cheng Buzheng.
This jade plaque is the certificate for receiving the foundation-building pill and spirit stone.
Of course, only I can collect it myself will be distributed.
After three months, you can receive a foundation-building pill and 168 spirit stones in the salary cabinet.
These spirit stones are compensated by the sect, and the losses caused by the disciples when they pass the level. Each level compensates and stimulates the loss of the gilded puppet three times.
Cheng Buzheng handed over two spiritual medicines, which was equivalent to passing two levels. The first level three challenges totaled 56 spirit stones, and the second level three challenges totaled 112, totaling 168 spirit stones.
Of course, it does not mean that the more spiritual medicines there are, the huge compensation will be.
Even if you obtain ten spiritual medicines that are less than four hundred years old, you will only compensate for the corresponding spiritual stones when you reach the third level.
As long as you have a spiritual medicine that is more than four hundred years old, you will pass the fourth level and the limit is three, which is equivalent to breaking to the sixth level. Unless you get a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine, you will pass the seventh level.
It can be said that this is a good opportunity to get a fry, but the sect will never lose money. I hope that the disciples will get a little more.
Immediately.
Cheng Buzheng walked around in front of a red-haired mouse and found a corner and sat down cross-legged.
The red-haired mouse is the magic medicine rat. If there is a magic medicine in the storage bag, you will definitely smell it, even if it is a magic medicine seed.
This is also the reason why all disciples dare not hide spiritual medicines privately. Cheng Buzheng is also afraid that the magical powers of the Jindan stage monks can detect the items in the storage bag.
Although Cheng Buzheng didn't know if the Jindan stage cultivator had such supernatural powers, he made comprehensive preparations just in case.
Don’t be afraid of ten thousand in everything, just be afraid of what to do.
As time goes by, the spiritual medicine is collected.
Master Huang, who had been waiting for a long time, took away many broken tokens, turned into a ray of inspiration and flew towards a mountain top.
See this.
A master uncle warned him not to walk around and would return to the sect later.
Then several uncles left the light shield and gathered together, as if discussing something.
After several uncles walked out of the light curtain, many fellow disciples couldn't help but talk to each other.
Jiang Fugui was surrounded by many fellow disciples at this time, mostly some monks who were not enough to exchange for the Foundation Establishment Pill, or those who could only exchange for one Foundation Establishment Pill.
Jiang Fugui seemed to be in the highlight of his life. His face was filled with a joyful smile, and he talked and laughed with many monks.
Regarding this.
Cheng Buzheng did not agree. He knew what the ideas his fellow disciples had were, it was nothing more than Foundation Building Pill.
Similarly, Fairy Leng was surrounded by several female cultivators. Unlike Jiang Fugui's slickness, she was completely indifferent to the deliberate flattery of the female cultivators around her, her eyes were slightly closed, and her whole body exuded a cold aura.
After a while.
The female cultivators could only give up and return to their original place, secretly getting angry.
at the same time.
At the top of the mountain to the east of the Trial Valley, there is a colorful light shield.
At this time, the Jindan stage monks from various major immortal sects gathered together.
The floating son said with a smile:
"This is the token of the disciples of the Demon Sect confiscated by my disciples."
As he said that, he took out a large pile of tokens, and there was a crack in the middle of all tokens, which meant that the disciples of the Demon Sect had died and disappeared.
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These Jindan monks' hearts were dark, but their faces were still light and quiet. They knew in their hearts that the tokens collected by their disciples could not be compared with those of the floating son.
The sword cultivator of the ancient swordsmen took out a lot of tokens without expression. Although the tokens were not as large as those of the swagger, there were not many.
Afterwards, the golden elixir monks from various immortal sects also took out a bunch of tokens.
After glanced around, Master Huang found that his token number was fourth, but the reward had nothing to do with him.
Now, he just wants to spend a little money to obtain the inner elixir, but he doesn't know who the inner elixir flower falls.
But everyone knows that the preciousness of that inner alchemy is likely to fall into the hands of the first place.
As expected.
The floating son directly took five spiritual objects, all of which were of higher value, including the inner elixir of the Blood-Scale Dragon.
The second place was the Gu Jian Sect, and the sword cultivator took four spiritual objects with expressionless face.
The third place is the Spirit Beast Sect. The Golden Pill Cultivator of the Spirit Beast Sect, an old man with a rosy complexion. He greeted everyone with a smile and put away the remaining two spiritual objects.
Then the sword cultivator from the Golden Pill Stage turned into a ray of inspiration and left here.
But all the Jindan stage monks don’t care. The monks of the Ancient Sword Sect have always been like this.
Immediately.
A few monks were surrounded by Fuyouzi, and they greeted each other for a while.
Less tilt.
Master Huang's mouth moved slightly.
See this.
The old man with a rosy complexion in the Spirit Beast Sect also had this idea. Then the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he also sent a message to the floating son, asking for the inner elixir of the Blood-Scale Dragon.
Not long.
After Master Huang finished his negotiation, he spent a huge price to obtain the inner alchemy because of the monks fighting for him.
Then Master Huang glanced at the old man from the Spirit Beast Sect turned into a stream of light and disappeared here.
The Fuyouzi was very happy at this time. He made too much money this time, but he was still calm on the surface and greeted everyone with a smile.
Chapter completed!