Indeed, the third elder announced that Chu Yiliu was the first in this competition, but the disciples around him didn't understand what was going on.
Xie Ran'er was naturally curious and stepped forward to ask. However, she was used to bossing around, and she also acted like a young lady when she spoke to Chu Yiyi. If it were anyone else, he would be extremely happy to have a conversation with her.
It's a pity that this person is Chu Yiyi.
"Hasn't it turned out that the great elder has already said it? Do I need to explain it to you again?" Chu Yiliu glanced at her lightly and said angrily.
"You..." Xie Ran'er's pretty face turned pale. No one had ever dared to talk to her like this.
"What am I?" Chu Yiliu showed a somewhat disgusted look. He has this kind of character. You respect me three points, and I respect you ten feet. If you step on me, don't blame me for stepping on you in return.
"Insolent!" Sun Huang shouted sharply. His goddess was actually ignored by Chu Yiliu. He was naturally furious and settled all old and new grudges with Chu Yiliu.
Mo Ji took a step forward and stopped Sun Huang.
On the other hand, Chu Yiyi waved his hand, looked up at Sun Huang, and said, "Well, if you are willing to admit defeat, you should drink this half barrel of spiritual ink."
Sun Huang's expression suddenly changed.
The corners of Chu Yiliu's lips raised, and he sneered in his heart: Little thing, fight with me. You haven't even wiped the shit off your butt, and you still want to meddle in other people's business.
"I didn't lose!" Sun Huang gritted his teeth and shouted, his face flushed, and his eyes flickered as he looked at Chu Yiliu.
"Everyone has seen that your talisman has no power at all. How can you have the nerve to be the first?" He bit back at Chu Yiyi, "I think the loser should be you. You should crawl around the competition field.
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"Yes, what Senior Brother Sun said is absolutely true." Someone among the people watching immediately agreed, it was Senior Brother Luo.
Chu Yiliu frowned and chuckled: "You mean the Third Elder's words don't count? Okay, okay, then I'll ask the Third Elder to discuss it."
After saying that, he made a gesture of walking towards Tianlingyuan.
Sun Huang's expression changed. Even though he was a purple-shirted disciple, he didn't dare to say whether the third elder was right or wrong. He looked at Chu Yiliu's back, his whole body was shaking with anger, and he shouted angrily: "Stop!"
After saying that, he picked up half a bucket of spiritual ink, with a ferocious look on his face. This spiritual ink was made from a mixture of the blood of monsters and beasts, and the smell was extremely pungent.
The disciples around him couldn't help but swallow deeply when they saw Sun Huang's actions, with inexplicable expressions on their faces.
"Do you really want to drink Lingmo?" Someone muttered in a low voice with an ugly face.
"Nonsense, the three elders have seen it, who dares to go back on it?" the person next to him scolded in a low voice.
Suddenly a group of people looked at Sun Huang with sympathetic expressions.
Gudonggudong...
Sun Huang picked up the spirit demon bucket and swallowed it in big gulps.
Xie Ran'er, who was standing next to him, had a look of disgust on her pretty face and couldn't help but stay away from him.
With a faint smile on Chu Yiliu's face, he turned around and left with Mo Ji.
A look of displeasure flashed across Xie Ran'er's pretty face, and she thought to herself: Huh, do you really want to go against this girl? I won't let you go like this.
She became angry, turned around and stomped away.
On the other hand, Sun Huang spent most of the day drinking the spirit ink. His face had turned purple, his veins were bulging, and his lips were black. He looked at the direction Chu Yiliu left and roared: "Boy, what happened today will not be so easy."
Forget it."
"Next time, I won't have Lingmo for you to drink." Chu Yiyi's voice came, making Sun Huang's face look even uglier.
Mo Ji smiled naively and asked in a low voice: "Brother Yiyi, do you think this guy still dares to come to us and cause trouble?"
Chu Yiliu chuckled and said: "Yes, there are always some people who will never look back until they hit the wall."
Mo Ji seemed to have some realization, as if he didn't quite understand. He nodded and asked, "Then where should we go next?"
"Treasure Pavilion." Chu Yiyi said.
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Canghai Academy and Treasure Pavilion are definitely the largest treasure troves in Canghai City.
The towering mountains are continuous, connected by flowing clouds and flying rainbows. Rows of houses cover the top of the mountains densely. Rays of rays of light appear in the mid-air, seemingly lasting forever.
"It is indeed a good place." Chu Yiliu said with a smile.
The 3,000 contribution points rewarded by the third elder just now have been delivered. It must be said that as soon as they spoke, this group of disciples became very efficient in doing things.
There are 3,000 more contribution points, plus the 5,100 contribution points that were handed over from Lin Dafu and others, plus my own original 100 points, a total of 8,200 points. I just handed over the 3,000 contribution points.
One hundred points, there are still 7,900 contribution points left.
The two of them walked up the mountain road one after another, heading towards the Treasure Pavilion.
There are green trees on both sides, and the vermilion door of the Treasure Pavilion is right in front of you.
"stop!"
Chu Yiliu had just stepped forward and was stopped by someone before he stepped through the door of the Treasure Pavilion. He turned around and saw a strange white-robed disciple.
"What's the matter with this senior brother?" Chu Yiliu asked politely.
The disciple walked in a hurry and asked, "Are you Chu Yiliu?"
"That's right." Chu Yiyi nodded. He saw a strange color flash in the disciple's eyes when he nodded.
"Then you can't enter the Treasure Pavilion." The disciple rolled his eyes, suddenly shouted, took a step forward, and stopped in front of Chu Yiliu and the other two.
Chu Yiliu frowned and said displeasedly: "Why can't we go in?"
"Because...because you are newcomers!" The disciple rolled his eyes and said loudly.
"Mo Ji." Chu Yiliu frowned and shouted softly.
Mo Ji rushed forward from behind, his huge figure blocked the light in front of the disciple, lifted him up, and moved him away from Chu Yiliu.
"What...what do you want to do?" The disciple was startled by Mo Ji's oppressive momentum, and his voice trembled a little.
"Get out of here!" Chu Yiliu said displeasedly, turned around and stepped into the treasure pavilion.
I heard the disciple behind me shouting loudly: "Chu...Chu Yiyiyi, don't run away. Senior Brother Lin knows you are here and will be here soon."
Senior Brother Lin?
Chu Yiliu raised his eyebrows, what kind of thing is this?
He curled his lips, ignored it, and headed towards the Treasure Pavilion.
Mo Ji next to him asked in a low voice: "Brother First Class, why don't we give Senior Brother Lin face?"
Chu Yiliu smiled and said: "Do I know him? Everyone has such a big reputation here, how can I still hang out?"
He walked into the Treasure Pavilion and received a jade plaque at the door. It contained information about the distribution of spiritual objects in the Treasure Pavilion and some requirements and rules.
"Article 1: Fighting is prohibited in the Treasure Pavilion!" Seeing this article, Chu Yiliu smiled. It was no wonder that the previous disciple wanted to prevent him from entering the Treasure Pavilion.
It seems that Senior Brother Lin is here with bad intentions.
The corners of Chu Yiliu's mouth raised slightly, it was probably the person behind Lin Dafu, because Sun Huang should not have moved so fast.
However, no matter who you are, you can come, I will follow them all, and you'd better give me some contribution points. Chu Yiliu couldn't help but laugh.
"Come on, let's go to the Spiritual Arms Hall. Let's help you choose a weapon first." Chu Yiyi said, following the instructions of the jade plaque, he walked towards the Spiritual Arms Hall.
The Treasure Pavilion of Canghai Academy is divided into four main halls: weapons, talismans, elixirs, and medicine. Each hall has countless rooms, with a dazzling array of things.
When Chu Yiyi and the other two arrived at the Spirit Arms Hall, the disciple who had been thrown out by Mo Ji sneaked behind them.
"Brother Yi Yi, do you want to throw him out?" Mo Ji asked naively. This kind of person followed behind him with a sly look, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
"Let him follow. The place is so big anyway." Chu Yiyi said and stepped into the Spirit Soldier Hall.
The lower-grade magic weapons of the mortal level on the first floor of the Spirit Arms Hall, from the first to the third grade.
"The Blue Falling Sword is a first-grade mortal magic weapon. It is mixed with first-grade blue mercury and breeds the spiritual power of the blue water. It is agile and light. The contribution rate is ninety."
"The Canghuang Spear is a second-grade mortal magic weapon. It is mixed with second-grade breathless soil and derives the power of thick soil. It is powerful and powerful. The contribution is 470."
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"***, a second-grade mortal magic weapon, mixed with a third-grade spiritual object, Yantian Gold, to stimulate Yantian's spiritual power. It is extremely powerful. It is worth five hundred contribution points."
A big ax was filled with dark golden light and looked extremely heavy. Mo Ji was amazed and wanted to touch the ax body, but was ejected by the defensive shield.
"Don't move around." Chu Yiliu said, "The quality of this big ax is average, and the weight of Yantian Gold is not much."
"Brother Yiyi, look at this." Mo Ji quickly ran to a sky-shattering hammer and shouted.
"The Crimson Fire Sky Hammer is a third-grade mortal magic weapon. It is mixed with first-grade heavenly gold sand and third-grade red jade. It spits out flowing fire and dances with the light of the hammer, just like divine fire falling from the sky. It is worth 980 contribution points."
Chu Yiyi shook his head and said, "We can't do anything here, let's go to the second floor."
On the second floor, there are medium-grade magical instruments on the ordinary level, ranging from the fourth to the sixth grade.
As soon as I stepped onto the stairs, a strong spiritual power hit my face, making me feel like I was in a fairyland, with the pores all over my body wide open.
The number of weapons displayed on the second floor is only one-tenth of that on the first floor, but it must be said that the quality is more than ten times higher than that on the first floor.
Chu Yiliu raised his brows, vaguely feeling a trace of scorching anger, and a faint smile appeared on his face. He walked directly to a broad sword without looking at anything.
"Heavenly Fire Mo Feng, a fifth-grade mortal magic weapon, mixed with third-grade Shenlong Ink and fifth-grade Glazed Fire, stimulates the spiritual power of Glazed Fire, and is worth 4,600 contribution points."
The heavy sword has no edge and is pitch black. Only the broad sword and heavy sword have a few red lines flowing in the middle, like magma cracking deep in the earth, surging with billowing heat waves.
Mo Ji held his breath, his heart was beating loudly, and his eyes showed a deep look of love.
"That's it." Chu Yiliu said with a smile.
"One... Brother Yiyi, do you want to give it to me?" Mo Ji's voice was trembling.
"Nonsense, who will give it to you if I don't give it to you?" Chu Yiliu glared at him and said with a smile.
He walked forward, took out the jade token and leaned against the formation. As long as the contribution point was deducted, the defensive formation of the magic weapon would automatically go out.
However, at this time, someone stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry, our senior brother Lin is interested in this spiritual weapon."
It was the disciple who followed them again.
Mo Ji's face darkened and he yelled angrily: "Get out of here, or I'll be rude to you."
Before he finished speaking, the light at the entrance of the palace dimmed, and someone appeared at the door.
"What a loud tone, let's see who dares to be rude to Lin Fei's people!"