"He actually has a Lord-level token!" Zhang Licheng was completely dumbfounded.
Five hundred thousand points! He, the elder Qingyun, has been accumulating for decades, but his points are less than one hundred thousand!
Such a huge amount of points and such merit can alone open the Qingyun Treasure House for him, allowing him to choose treasures and secret techniques! Of course, he does not have the authority to redeem the lessons learned at Juxian Villa.
"Impossible! How could he have such a token?" Yu Wushuang's eyes widened: "Could it be the token of the Soul-Eating Demon? But he was obviously knocked off the cliff by the Soul-Eating Demon, so what?
Did you get the token?"
In fact, Yu Wushuang also coveted this token. After he heard that the fairy had killed the old soul-eating demon, he had been investigating the whereabouts of this token.
Judging from the results of the investigation, Lin Xianer killed the old soul-eating demon with one sword. After that, he did not bother with the body of the old soul-devouring demon, nor did he go to get the token. Instead, he jumped off the cliff and went to look for it.
Shen Lang's whereabouts.
Later, Lin Yue'er cleaned up the mess and just told the other Qingyun disciples to leave, not bothering to take care of the soul-devouring old devil's body. There was even a brave Chixiao Peak disciple who sneaked up to the soul-devouring old devil's body afterwards.
..But the disciple of Scarlet Xiao Peak did not find any treasures at all from the soul-devouring old demon, let alone the token. It was as if the most valuable token had evaporated from the world...
But Yu Wushuang never expected that the two fairies did not take the token, and no one else got it, but it appeared in Shen Lang's hands inexplicably!
He racked his brains and couldn't figure out the matter, and he also wanted to find out the answer to the matter. Unfortunately, Shen Lang left without explaining.
Shen Lang and Lin Xian'er have left, but people at this time are still in great shock. They don't care about the origin of the last token, but only care about the outcome of the matter. This outcome is...
"Half a million points! That's a Lord-level token! Could it be that the legendary big demon who appeared in Black Wind Village was killed by Shen Lang in the end? This is too exaggerated!" said a young monk
.
"It doesn't matter whether Shen Lang killed the big devil." Another young monk said: "What matters is that I have discovered something interesting now."
"What happened?"
"Think about it! When Yu Wushuang returned with the disciples of Scarlet Xiao Peak, he held a big banquet and said that he had wiped out the Demon Sect and the Black Wind Stronghold was victorious... But what happened? The few points he earned were not as good as a fraction of Shen Lang's.
Is that much?"
"That's right! It is said that they got 600 tokens from the disciples of the Demon Sect, and Yu Wushuang even got two tokens from the elders of the Demon Sect! But how much do these things add up to? It's only 40,000 points! Shen Lang is alone
I earned more than half a million points!"
"Points represent merit. Shen Lang, who has the greatest merit, remains silent and is too lazy to show off." Another young monk sneered: "But Yu Wushuang earned a little sweetness at most, and he actually had to throw a big banquet.
It’s like I’m afraid that others won’t know... Comparing the two, it’s a judgment call!”
"I can see that the people of Chixiao Peak are very happy with their achievements, and they also behave shamelessly. Today they are even more embarrassing. The Chixiao Peak lineage seems to be a bit unreliable! At least it is not as awesome as the outside world spreads. In this case
...I'd better join Evergreen Peak." said a young disciple who had just passed the trial.
"Well... if you want to say that, I think I might as well join Hidden Mist Peak."
"Then I want to join Xiaozhufeng!"
Just like this, after Shen Lang left, the young monks who were originally deeply moved by the appearance of Master Chixiao and decided to join Chixiao Peak, actually after a while of whispering, they all stayed away from Chixiao Peak and turned to other places in Qingyun.
Surrounded by six peaks, it only took a short while to run away...
At this time, the biting mountain wind was still blowing. Zhang Licheng and Yu Wushuang stood on the top of the empty mountain, messy in the wind. Master Chixiao looked at the empty scene in front of him, twitched the corner of his mouth again, and then let out a sound
An angry roar!
"Trash! Bastard! You two are indeed trash!"
Chixiao Peak failed to receive any disciples this year. This kind of thing is not a big deal for Chixiao Peak, which is a big one, and it will not affect the foundation of Chixiao Peak!
But this kind of shame makes even ordinary young monks dislike Chixiao Peak. This feeling makes Chixiao a little unbearable...
"It's all Shen Lang's fault!"
"I will never let him go!"
Zhang Licheng and Yu Wushuang were scolded so badly that they were livid and dared not speak. But the hatred for Shen Lang in their hearts had risen to an unforgettable level...
At this time, Shen Lang and Lin Xian'er were still strolling leisurely around the mountain scenery in the blue clouds, walking towards the direction of Bihu Xiaozhu.
"Speaking of which, where did you get that token?" Lin Xian'er asked curiously.
Yu Wushuang couldn't figure this out, in fact she hadn't figured it out either. Judging from the aura left on the token, there was no doubt that the token belonged to the Soul-Eating Old Demon. But the key to the problem was that Shen Lang was...
The soul-eating old demon knocked him off the cliff...when did he get the token?
"That's right!" Shen Lang held his little head high and was very proud of himself, "You don't even want to look at who I am, Shen Lang!"
"Aren't you just a shameless little bastard!" Lin Xian'er hit Shen Lang on the head.
"Hey, hey, hey! I am a big shot who was once the Holy Son of the Demon Sect!" Shen Lang said very hurt.
"The Holy Son of the Demon Sect?" Lin Xian'er was startled, and then she remembered that Hu Xiaomei had indeed mentioned this matter to her back then, and Shen Lang was indeed recognized by the Demon Sect as the Holy Son of the Demon Sect.
"The token must have been obtained by fraud." Shen Lang said: "At that time, the soul-eating old demon was still in retreat and gave his token to the red ghost elder. Only those who hold this token can enter the Black Wind Demon Cave.
Later, I wanted to go to Batu Cave to rescue Hu Xiaomei, so I asked the red ghost for this token to open the seal on the Batu Cave. So after going around in circles, the token fell on
In my hand."
"So that's what happened." Lin Xian'er understood, and after a moment of silence, she added: "Half a million points is already a lot, and it can be exchanged for a lot of good things. But you'd better not go to the treasure house to exchange for treasures first.
.”
"Why?" Shen Lang was stunned.
He had already consulted the Xia Family Head about this matter. According to the Xia Family Head, half a million points is enough to go to the Qingyun Treasure House to select treasures, or to choose a very powerful secret skill!
After all, Qingyun Sect is a famous sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. I think the things inside are not too bad. Shen Lang has long been worried about it...
"You can't bite off more than you can chew. You're still in the Qi Refining realm, so it's important to lay a solid foundation." Lin Xian'er chuckled and said, "Besides, I have already formulated a comprehensive training plan for you."
"Uh!" Shen Lang looked at Lin Xian'er's smile and suddenly started to feel scared again. He thought to himself, the plan Lin Xian'er specially made for himself must not be that simple, right?
"Ahem...Master! I think the weather is nice today, let's talk about something lighter." Shen Lang said with a smile: "By the way, didn't you say before that there would be a surprise after returning to Bihu Xiaozhu?