Jiang Chen shook his head, not taking it to heart, and walked towards the center of the Xuanji Hall.
There is a big pillar, entwined with a dragon, which is lifelike, especially the dragon eyes are two gems, and the light emitted gives people the illusion of being stared at.
The eight-sided stone tablet is erected against the pillars. There are rows of small characters on it. They are not carved on the stone surface or written on it. They seem to be condensed by some kind of light energy.
Jiang Chen took a closer look and saw that there were tasks one after another.
After someone completes the task, the text on the stone tablet will automatically disappear.
Each line of text includes the details of the task and the contribution value of the reward. It also indicates the degree of danger and warns disciples whose level is too low not to act rashly.
Jiang Chen took a quick look and found that the difficulty of the tasks was graded.
Normal, adventure, hard, king, nightmare.
Ordinary task contribution value rewards are in the hundreds, rarely in the thousands.
The contribution points of adventurous and difficult tasks are in the thousands, the king difficulty is tens of thousands, and the nightmare level tasks can have a maximum of hundreds of thousands.
Different difficulty levels have different requirements for the realm. For example, the nightmare level must have the strength of the Immortal Ascension realm to complete.
"What mission do you plan to receive?"
A familiar voice came to his ears. Jiang Chen looked sideways and realized it was Wen Xin.
This woman seemed not to be aware of the atmosphere in the Xuanji Palace, and came to Jiang Chen's side as usual, her beautiful eyes wandering on the stone tablet.
"Let's see, take your time, there are two years anyway."
Jiang Chen thought about something and asked curiously: "As a princess, you shouldn't need to earn contribution points in this way, right? Just spend money and be promoted to an inner disciple."
"One million purple gold can train a person with good talent to reach the realm of fugue." Wen Xin squinted at him, revealing large whites of her eyes. Even though it was only for a moment, it was very sexy.
Jiang Chen nodded, one million funds would bankrupt the Jiang family and they couldn't even get it out even if they sold off their property.
"Contribution points cannot be exchanged for purple gold. The sect is really a thief." Jiang Chen said with a smile.
"But the elixirs or spiritual weapons exchanged for contribution points can be sold for money," Wen Xin said.
During the conversation, Meng Hao hurriedly broke into the Xuanji Palace, came to Jiang Chen's side, and said quickly: "Jiang Chen, no one wants to take away the bamboo I cut."
"What?" Jiang Chen vaguely guessed something.
"There were people from the inner disciples outside the bamboo forest who were buying them, but I went up with the chopped bamboos and they all refused."
"Can't I still give it to the sect?"
"The elders of the sect said that my bamboo is bad." Meng Hao said angrily.
Jiang Chen glanced at the disciples who were far away around him, took a deep breath, and said to himself: "You don't want me to survive."
"What happened? I have some contribution points that I can lend to you temporarily," Wen Xin said.
Jiang Chen didn't refuse, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to eat today.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, three or four people walked in from outside Xuanji Hall. Judging from their clothes, they were inner disciples. The man leading them attracted many people's attention.
"It's Senior Brother Zheng!"
Someone exclaimed, with a look of admiration on his face.
Senior Brother Zheng did not respond to them, his resolute face was expressionless, and he walked straight to Jiang Chen.
However, he just glanced at Jiang Chen and his eyes fell on Wen Xin.
"Princess Wenxin, don't get close to this person."
When he said this, he pointed at Jiang Chen.
Suddenly, many disciples in Xuanji Hall looked gloating, as if they had expected it.
Jiang Chen passed the Tiandao Sect trial ten days ago and the news that he killed Ning Ping and Zhang Shichao spread quickly.
During these ten days, Jiang Chen probably did nothing in Hong Mansion.
However, Ning Haotian had already arranged everything and was waiting for Jiang Chen's arrival.
"Are you ordering me?" Wen Xinliu frowned, and it took him a while to understand what he meant.
"I'm doing it for your own good." Senior Brother Zheng said.
"He wants to teach me swordsmanship. If I don't get close to him, who will teach me? Are you coming?" Wen Xin's distinctive personality was perfectly displayed at this time.
"I can't teach you swordsmanship, but you still have hope of becoming an inner disciple." Senior Brother Zheng said.
"Are you threatening me?" Wen Xin's almond-shaped eyes gleamed coldly, her expression extremely unhappy.
Senior Brother Zheng was unmoved, thinking that Wen Xin's confidence came from her identity, and said: "The identity of the princess has no role in Tiandao Sect."
"Okay, let me tell you, I just want to be with Jiang Chen." After Wen Xin said this, she suddenly felt something was wrong. Her relationship with Jiang Chen didn't seem to be as good as she said.
Senior Brother Zheng curled his lips, turned to look at Meng Hao, and said, "Become my follower. After three months, I will give you a place as an outer disciple."
At this time, his purpose was already obvious, which was to isolate Jiang Chen.
Hearing this, Meng Hao was startled and his heart beat faster, but he did not hesitate for a long time and shook his head: "No need."
He is such an upright person, which is why Jiang Chen helped him.
"Are you sure?! Think carefully before answering!" Senior Brother Zheng, who had been rejected twice, couldn't help but emphasize his tone.
"I'm pretty sure." Meng Hao said.
Jiang Chen smiled, and Senior Brother Zheng, who was deflated one after another, looked very excited.
No one watching the excitement expected that Meng Hao and Wen Xin were so courageous.
"Very good." Senior Brother Zheng gritted his teeth and turned to leave.
"Wait!"
Jiang Chen suddenly spoke, stopped him, and said, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"
"Let me tell you, you ran up to me, threatened my friends, and planned to walk away like this?" Jiang Chen walked towards him, with a smile on his lips.
"I speak so directly, what do you want?" Senior Brother Zheng said.
Snap!
Jiang Chen came to him, and beyond everyone's expectation, he slapped Senior Brother Zheng on the face with such force that the corner of his mouth bled.
"It hurts like this when I hit someone, what do you want?" Jiang Chen mocked.
Silence, total silence.
The outer disciple slapped the inner disciple without even thinking about it.
Jiang Chen happened to do this.
"It seems that this Jiang Chen is no longer a dumpling. Now he is in for a good show." Everyone thought in their hearts.
"you!"
Senior Brother Zheng himself was stunned. He touched his stinging cheek, his eyes were about to burst into flames, and he punched Jiang Chen in the face.
However, Jiang Chen easily dodged it and said: "If you have reached the late stage of Juyuan Realm, what qualifications do you have to scream in front of me? Don't you know that I just killed a late stage Juyuan Realm not long ago?"
If Ning Haotian wants to deal with him, Jiang Chen won't be polite.
"You are looking for death!"
Senior Brother Zheng roared angrily, and all his true energy burst out.
"What do you want to do? Do you want to do it in Xuanji Hall?!"
At this time, an old voice sounded from the corner of Xuanji Hall.
A short old man was sitting on an armchair, looking here with squinted eyes.
"Elder Wu."
He looks like an ordinary old man, but Senior Brother Zheng is extremely respectful.
"It was Jiang Chen who made the move first." Senior Brother Zheng said angrily.
"Elder, I just slapped him because of his verbal provocation. I didn't even use my true energy, so how can it be considered a slap? On the contrary, he looked like he wanted to kill me."
Jiang Chen knew the rules of the sect by heart and deliberately took advantage of them.
"Elder..." Senior Brother Zheng immediately wanted to retort.
"Okay, Zheng Ping, it's your fault for provoking me first. As for your hatred, don't show it to me." The elder interrupted him impatiently.