In front of the long table next to the palace door, a skinny old man with gray hair is sitting there. He is the immortal guardian of the palace here. He is busy recording the books exchanged by the disciples of the sect and deducting the corresponding number of immortal stones.
Yuan Futu stepped forward and caught a glimpse of the number of immortal stones and the level of immortal spells on the account book from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but gasped. They were all transactions worth tens of thousands. It seemed that there were quite a few wealthy people here.
There are many disciples in the Wanshen Sect who have strong family backgrounds, and it is said that there are even quotas that are obtained by using fairy stones to exempt them from the extremely harsh and abnormal assessment.
Yuan Futu presented the three Immortal Techniques and said: "Thank you, Immortal. My disciple is Yuan Futu, who just entered the sect yesterday. Master said that there is a quota of one thousand immortal stones that can be used."
In the earthly immortal world, the word "immortal" is an honorific title. The immortal guarding the temple nodded, quickly found Yuan Futu's name from the disciple list, frowned and said: "These three classics are already worth a thousand immortal stones.
, do you still have enough money to buy elixirs and magical weapons?"
Yuan Futu shook his head and said: "No more."
The immortal guarding the palace groaned, "The elixir is secondary, but the immortal weapon is a necessity. The lowest level human-level immortal weapon requires five to six hundred immortal stones. Without it, let alone practice, even the most basic flying in the air is impossible."
If you can’t do it, have you thought about it?”
Yuan Futu smiled awkwardly, "Then wait until you have it before buying it. These classics are more important to me."
"There are very few disciples who choose the immortal method of seven hundred immortal stones as soon as they come up. You are brave." The old man saw the "Primary Interpretation of Divine Patterns" again, suddenly laughed, and said: "You really don't understand the market.
The new disciple, actually this
If you are interested in growing things, it doesn’t matter. I won’t be able to get out one in a hundred years anyway, so I’ll give it to you. I’ll deduct a total of 900 immortal stones, and the remaining 100 immortal stones. You can go to the Immortal Pill Palace to exchange for a pill, so that you can recover.
Let’s look at the realm power lost during the assessment.”
Yuan Futu didn't understand what was so special about "The Preliminary Interpretation of Divine Patterns", so since he was exempted from the bill by the immortal guarding the temple, it was the best thing to do, and he said: "Thank you, immortal."
The immortal guardian of the temple waved his hand, "If you can really get a glimpse of the mystery of the divine pattern, then it will be really incredible."
Yuan Futu frowned, but felt that "The Preliminary Interpretation of Divine Patterns" became more and more mysterious and interesting.
"This storage bag is for you. It has spatial properties and can store living things. Although it is the most common thing, it is many times better than the inferior goods from your Tianyuan Small World." The immortal guardian of the temple placed a black
The storage bag was handed over.
Yuan Futu used his spiritual sense to perceive, but found that the space inside was extremely large, almost the same size as the Immortal Sutra Hall, and it could actually store living objects. The storage bag itself was also extremely tough. In comparison, Kyushu
The storage bags made in this world are not worth mentioning.
After putting the three classics into the storage bag, Yuan Futu left the Immortal Scripture Hall and went to the nearby Immortal Pill Hall to exchange the remaining one hundred immortal stones for a low-grade human-level elixir called Buyuan Dan.
Cultivation has no great effect, it is just that it can restore the depleted state of Yuanshenhai as soon as possible.
Once too much is consumed, the operation of the Yuan Shen Sea will become stagnant, and the speed of deriving out-of-world power will also be affected. However, this elixir can quickly relieve it and return it to normal.
"Okay, all the thousand immortal stones have been spent, let's go back first." Yuan Futu patted the still soft storage bag, left the main peak of Wanshen Sect, and walked along the mountain road towards Immortal Bubai's cave.
At this moment, a burst of laughter came from the tree-lined path ahead.
Yuan Futu stopped suddenly, hid sideways behind an old tree, and looked forward.
"Haha, you stinky fish, you have only known this trick for more than ten years, and you can't beat our new junior brother. How pitiful." A disciple in green said with a mocking smile.
Standing next to him were three disciples of the Wanshen Sect in the same clothes, watching the fight between the two in front of him with great interest.
I saw a fat man panting like an ox, holding an immortal sword with his trembling fleshy palms. There were large bruises on his face, as if he had been beaten badly.
"Become famous with one sword!"
The fat man swung his sword forward and charged forward. The upper realm power on the sword surged, and a bright light green aura emerged.
"Become famous with one sword!"
The new disciple who was confronting him used the same sword technique, and the two sword shadows collided with each other. Fatty's world power was obviously superior, but his understanding of the sword technique seemed to be a level behind him.
I saw that the hazy sword shadow was immediately smashed into pieces. The new disciple stepped forward, slapped the fat man on the cheek with a round hand, and knocked him to the ground.
"Becoming famous with one sword is the most basic trick in "Wutian Sword Realm". My junior brother only learned it for more than a month and was able to defeat you. But after more than ten years, you are still looking like this.
There has been no progress at all, and I don’t know how much face you have to stay here." The disciple in green snorted coldly, with a disgusting face.
The fat man was seriously injured, but he still staggered to his feet, quenched the blood and spit, and said: "I will definitely learn this trick... Just wait, and I tell you, I will never leave.
Wanshen Sect."
The Tsing Yi disciple said coldly: "Back then, you were able to enter the Ten Thousand Gods Sect only with a bunch of immortal stones. However, it is not easy for a mortal tribe like yours to collect such a large amount of money. But I don't care about that. Some people don't want to
While you are here, you must get out of here."
"Is it Master?" The fat man slowly lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Is it because I embarrassed him?"
"You don't need to know this. In short, leave here as soon as possible, otherwise the life in the future may not be so easy. Let's go."
Immediately, the group of disciples with evil faces left here.
The fat man stood there, silent for a long time, his face seemed to stiffen, and then he roared suddenly and chopped down the old trees around him with the low-grade human-level immortal weapon.
"Why! Why can't I learn! Why even Master hates me! Why don't you give me a chance!" The fat man seemed to be going crazy, making several noises, and in an instant it was a mess.
After a while, he sat down and sighed weakly and decadently.
"Senior brother."
At this time, Yuan Futu appeared in front of him. He didn't want to expose his scars, so he pretended not to see the shameful scene just now and said, "What are you doing sitting here?"