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Xuan Tian touched the corpse's chest, and quickly found a stack of banknotes, more than ten thousand taels, and a total of twenty-six monster cores of second-level monsters. This person has been in the Yinfeng Mountain Range for a while, killed many monsters, and used up the pills.
Putting both the banknote and the demon core into his bosom, Xuan Tian picked up the sword in the man's hand.
The body of the sword is cold, smooth as snow, and the hilt is engraved with two words: Hanxue.
"It's a good sword. The body of the sword is made of special material cold iron. It is actually a famous sword that is one level higher than the top grade of the yellow rank. Although the amount of cold iron added is not much, this sword is at least worth five or six. Ten thousand taels of silver, a good sword should be in the hands of a good swordsman, Han Xuejian, from today onwards, you will follow me."
Xuantian put Hanxue back into the sheath, held it in his hand, and was very satisfied. The sword in his hand was only a high-grade yellow sword, and it was obtained after killing the warriors of the Fuwei Gang last time. Before that, he had been All the swords used are middle-grade Huang rank swords distributed by the sect for free.
After killing a blind man, the road behind Xuantian was relatively smooth, and he was only blocked once, but when the other party saw the sign of 'Sky Sword Sect', he quickly apologized, turned around and fled.
An hour later, Xuantian returned to Qingshui Town, and after inquiring, it turned out that the Fuwei Gang had disappeared.
After paying 2000 taels of silver, Xuantian bought a black Lin horse, left Qingshui Town, and returned to Jiannan City that night.
Jiannan City was the city that Xuantian visited when he left Tianjianzong. It was the closest to Tianjianzong. Because it was in the south of Tianjianzong, it was named Jiannan City.
When it was dark in Jiannan City, Xuantian sold the Black Lin horse and stayed for another night. Early the next morning, he returned to Tianjianzong.
Xuan Tian went straight to the Hall of Contributions, where the disciples who went out to practice would exchange the demon cores or the materials of monsters for points of merit or silver, and exchange them in the Hall of Contributions.
Although it was still early, the Hall of Contributions was very lively.
There are thousands of disciples from the outer sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and there are not a few elite disciples who are above the seventh level of the Martial Dao Realm. There are about a thousand of them. Every day, there are disciples who come to the Hall of Merit to receive missions from the sect and go out to practice. As long as there are experienced disciples Going back to the sect, exchanging the demon core for credit or money will definitely attract spectators.
The moment of harvest always arouses everyone's interest.
As soon as Xuan Tian entered the outer courtyard of the Hall of Merit, he vaguely heard, 'Senior Brother Yang', 'Many demon cores'... and other voices from inside the hall.
"That perverted Senior Brother Yang is inside? What a coincidence, did he come back from killing a monster?"
When Xuan Tian heard the sound, he stopped walking, but after a while, he continued to walk forward.
In the past, when Xuan Tian met Senior Brother Yang, he would definitely avoid it for a while, but now, it is completely unnecessary.
"497, 498, 499, 500, 501—"
"Wow! It's 500. In less than two months, Senior Brother Yang has killed more than 500 monsters."
"Still counting, look at that pile, there may be 100 more, and the number will exceed 600."
"Senior Brother Yang is really good. This time in the ranking competition, he will definitely be able to defeat Senior Brother Bai and become the number one disciple of the Outer Sect."
"That's for sure. Brother Yang was only at the ninth level of the Martial Dao Realm last year, and he was already one of the top ten disciples of the Outer Sect. "
"548, 549, 550, 551—"
"It's already 550, and there are definitely more than 50 left. In less than two months, Senior Brother Yang has killed more than 600 monsters. All of them are second-level monsters. It's so scary. Ah, I can't kill that many in a year."
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In the hall of merit, everyone gathered around the counter.
Inside the counter, a deacon of the Hall of Merit was counting a bunch of demon cores.
A disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, after the age of thirty, whose cultivation has not reached the fourth level of the Xiantian Realm, but is above the first level of the Xiantian Realm, can become a deacon.
Those whose cultivation base is above the fourth level of the Xiantian Realm and below the seventh level can become elders of the outer sect.
If the cultivation base is above the seventh level of the Xiantian Realm, one can become an elder of the inner sect.
Right in front of the counter stood a young man wearing a red robe. He was about sixteen or seventeen years old. The color of his entire skin was as red as his clothes, like a ball of fire. The outer disciples beside him, for the sake of Watching the situation of the demon cores inside the counter, they were crowded, but no one rushed towards the young man in red.
The attention of all the outer disciples was inside the counter, no one noticed Xuantian coming in.
"558, 559, 600, 601, 602, 603—a total of 603." The deacon counted quickly, and after counting the pile of demon cores, just over 600.
The disciple who couldn't see the situation inside immediately cheered: "It's really broken 600, less than two months, beheaded 600 second-level monsters, the entire outer disciple, who can compete with Senior Brother Yang? "
"Brother Yang is number one in the outer sect, invincible."
"Quiet!"
The deacon yelled, and said: "The second-level lower-level demon cores, 189, the second-level intermediate-level demon cores, 201, the second-level upper-level demon cores, 192, the second-level overlord demon cores, 21, with a total value of 8733 A merit point, or 87330 taels of silver, Yang Dingjun, what do you want to exchange for?"
That young man in red robe who looked like a ball of fire was none other than Lord Yang Ding, and said: "Give me some credit."
The deacon of the Hall of Merit took out a ledger, recorded it, and said, "Mr. Yang Ding, your contribution to the sect has increased by 8733 points, with a total credit value of 103533 points and 100,000 credit points. You are qualified to learn a mysterious skill. Tips."
"Congratulations to Senior Brother Yang, congratulations to Senior Brother Yang, Senior Brother Yang will practice the Xuan-rank kung fu, and soon he will step into the Xiantian Realm, ascend to the sky in one step, and become an inner disciple." The disciples next to him immediately congratulated.
Senior Brother Yang's lips curled up slightly, revealing a slight smile.
When all the disciples were congratulating Yang Dingjun, the deacon of the Hall of Merit, his eyes fell on Xuantian in the distance. To be precise, it was the monster fur bag that Xuantian was carrying.
The deacon of the Hall of Merit said: "That disciple, you also came back from hunting monsters in exchange for merit points?"
Xuan Tian nodded and said: "Yes!"
swish—
Following Xuantian's voice, dozens of elite disciples from the outer sect looked at Xuantian in unison.
"It's you—Huang Tian?"
"It's him. He and Zhang Long have a three-month appointment to duel in the ranking competition. In about ten days, the ranking competition will start."
"He rejected Senior Brother Yang's invitation. He is simply lawless. He will definitely be beaten to pieces by Zhang Long."
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As soon as they saw Xuantian, many disciples who knew him started talking loudly one after another. The disciples who didn't know him knew who Xuantian was after listening to others.
Xuan Tian and Zhang Long made a three-month agreement, and their reputation has already spread outside the sect. People who don't know him have also heard of his name.
Everyone's gazes fell on him, Xuantian only felt a gaze like a burning fire, that was the gaze of Lord Yang Ding.
However, Xuantian's expression did not change, and everyone's eyes and voices could not affect him in the slightest.
Xuan Tian walked forward, his eyes only fell on the deacon of the Hall of Merit, and said: "Disciple Huang Tian, I also have some demon cores that need to be exchanged."
"What monster cores can he exchange for? I think the maximum is twenty or thirty, and definitely no more than fifty."
"I heard that he disappeared for nearly two months. He should have gone out to practice. In two months, he hunted and killed about thirty or forty monsters."
"It's not that easy to hunt monsters. It's his first experience. I think he only has seven or eight at most, and definitely not more than ten."
"Hey! His cultivation has improved again, and he has reached the eighth level of Martial Dao Realm!"
"When I went out to practice, I heard that his cultivation has just broken through the seventh level of the Martial Dao Realm. It has only been less than two months. How could he break through the eighth level of the Martial Dao Realm so quickly?"
"Fake, it's definitely not so fast. He must have practiced some kind of kung fu to create an illusion."
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The disciples went from being disdainful at first, to being shocked, and then, to disbelief.
Xuantian turned a blind eye to all the disciples, even Lord Yang Ding was no exception, he walked directly to the deacon of the Hall of Merit, the outer disciples in front of him gave way one after another, and soon Xuantian was in front of the counter.
He took off the monster fur bag on his back, opened a hole, took out a big bag from it, and put it on the counter in front of the deacon, which was bigger than the bag of monsters that Yang Dingjun had just now. .
Xuan Tian said: "All of them are demon cores of second-level demon beasts, including 136 second-level lower-level demon cores, 479 second-level intermediate-level demon cores, and 196 second-level upper-level demon cores, for a total of 811 cores. "
"What? How is this possible? How is this possible?"
"811 demon cores, Lian Yang only got 603 demon cores, how could he get so many?"
"It broke 800 pieces, and it took less than two months to break, and there are more than 200 pieces more than Senior Brother Yang. This is absolutely impossible."
"Stone, he must be using crystal stones to make up the number."
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In an instant, the entire hall of merit was like a frying pan, with exclamations and doubts, one after another, endlessly.
The deacon of the Hall of Contributions untied the bag, poured out the contents, and clattered——thumb-sized demon cores appeared on the counter.
Each one is crystal clear and full of the breath of monsters.
"All of them are monster cores of second-level monsters. They are genuine." The deacon of Gonggong Hall immediately made a judgment and began to sort and count them.
"What? Is it true? Is it really more than Senior Brother Yang?" All the disciples were dumbfounded, in disbelief.
Pa——Yang Dingjun's face felt a burning pain, as if he had been slapped in public, and the eyes he looked at Xuantian suddenly became sharp.
If Yang Dingjun's gaze was a raging fire just now, then at this moment, it is like a sharp knife.
Xuantian immediately sensed the change in Yang Dingjun's gaze, turned his gaze, and looked at Yang Dingjun, like a sharp sword coming out of its sheath, a sharp edge slashed down, dispelling Yang Dingjun's gaze without a trace.
The voice of the deacon of the Hall of Contributions sounded: "That's right, there are 136 second-level lower-level demon cores, 479 second-level intermediate-level demon cores, and 196 second-level upper-level demon cores, for a total of 811 cores."
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