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"Senior, this disciple wants to enter the Treasure Pavilion."

At the gate of the Treasure Pavilion of the Qingyang Sect, a young man with a handsome appearance dressed in blue and white disciple clothes put a low-level treasure treasure token on the table in front of the old man who guarded the pavilion while talking.

The elder guarding the pavilion rubbed his sleepy eyes when he heard the movement, then raised his head.

"Name, which peak is it from?"

"Chen Ze, from Yun Qifeng."

Chen Ze replied.

"Yun Qifeng's? Oh... I remember you, I just came here last month, go in, the old rules, you can only take one thing to take away."

The old man guarding the pavilion recalled the young man in front of him, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"The disciple understands."

Chen Ze responded, and quickly walked towards the Treasure Pavilion.

It is said to be the Treasure Pavilion, but it is actually the dilapidated place of Qingyang Zongdui, and there are all kinds of sundries that the Zongmen doesn't need.

As for the disciples in the sect, as long as they spend ten contribution points in exchange for a low-level treasure treasure order, they can choose any item on the first floor of the treasure pavilion to take away.

Since there are some unnecessary sundries and they have been screened by many people, there are fewer and fewer rumors about picking up leaks in this Treasure Pavilion.

……

Entering the Treasure Pavilion, what you see are messy shelves and baskets filled with all kinds of scraps and scraps of metal. At first glance, it looks like an abandoned warehouse that has been unused for several years by a ninth-rate pawn shop in the mortal world.

Chen Ze did not select carefully, but directly bent down and picked up an iron bar that was more than three feet long and covered with a layer of green patina at the door.

"A damaged top-grade spiritual weapon, forged from black gold and iron."

Looking at the iron bar, such a piece of information popped up in his mind instantly.

"Hehe, luckily it's still there."

Chen Ze heaved a sigh of relief and couldn't help chuckling.

A month ago, when he came to pick up things in the Treasure Pavilion, he found the damaged spirit sword, but at that time there were more important things that needed to be exchanged, so he didn't take it.

At that time, in order to prevent being chosen by others, he placed the broken spirit sword where he could see it as soon as he entered the door.

There is a saying that the most dangerous place is the safest place.

He is too clear about some things. When the brothers inside the door enter the treasure pavilion to find leaks, the corners are the most favorite place to search, so this door is the safest place.

"Go back and repair it, polish the tip of the sword, and match it with a hilt, it will still be a high-grade spiritual weapon."

Chen Ze was quite satisfied looking at the damaged spirit sword.

One must know that in order to exchange a high-grade spiritual weapon in the sect, at least two hundred contribution points are needed, but now he only spent ten contribution points, which can be said to be a big profit.

And with a high-grade spiritual body protection, his confidence in passing the Zongmen trial in two months will also be greatly increased.

After choosing the Broken Spirit Sword, Chen Ze didn't rush out, but continued to search in the Treasure Pavilion to see if there were any new ruthless goods.

"Damaged low-grade spiritual weapon, made of black iron."

"Broken sledgehammer, made of pig iron."

"Rusty iron basin."

"The corroded sword."

……

"It doesn't look like anything new."

After a quarter of an hour, Chen Ze stopped searching.

There are thousands of miscellaneous items on the first floor of the treasure pavilion. He had seen them all a month ago, and only ten of them were worth more than ten contribution points.

And there are only two items that can be regarded as leak-picking items.

One was chosen by him last time, and the other was the broken spirit sword in his hand without the tip and hilt.

"When you contribute more in the future, go to the second floor to have a look."

After Chen Ze muttered something to himself, he took the broken spirit sword and walked towards the door.

……

Outside the Zangbao Pavilion, the white-haired old man guarding the pavilion was carrying a broom and sweeping the fallen leaves beside the tree at the door. When a gust of wind blew by, the cyan robe on his body fluttered with the wind, which seemed a bit like an outsider.

Hearing Chen Ze's footsteps, he continued to sweep the floor and said intentionally or unintentionally: "This place is basically full of discarded things. You will only waste your contribution points by coming here."

"Uh... the spiritual weapons in the Artifact Refining Pavilion of the Zongmen are too expensive. It's been less than half a year since the disciples got started, so they don't have much accumulation. If they want a convenient spiritual weapon, they can only try their luck here."

Chen Ze pretended to be helpless and replied.

The old man who kept the pavilion put away his broom and raised his head when he heard this, his face full of admiration.

"Your boy is quite a motivated person. He is somewhat similar to me back in the day. How about I give you some advice?"

"Senior, please speak."

Chen Ze's face immediately showed excitement in cooperation.

"The thing on the top of the first shelf on the left after entering the door...hehe."

The old man who guarded the pavilion stroked his beard lightly when he said this, a light flashed in his eyes.

Chen Ze heard this and quickly recalled it in his mind.

If he remembered correctly, the top shelf on the left after entering the door is a bronze incense burner with a leaky bottom.

His special ability determined that the bronze incense burner was a damaged antique.

Antiques are of some value to mortals, but meaningless to cultivators, let alone damaged antiques.

"I thought I missed something...I didn't expect this old boy to cheat me."

Chen Ze cursed secretly in his heart.

After traveling to this world, he obtained a special ability, which allowed him to see through the attributes of items, characters, and even the attributes of things in other people's storage bags.

He had seen the old man who looked like a fairy in front of him last time.

Qi training first level, 99 years old, no storage bag, only three spirit stones and three ripped-up color novels in his arms, pretending to be a criminal.

"This... It's a pity that I have already come out. According to the rules, if I want to go in again, I have to take out another treasure order."

Chen Ze said with regret.

"Well, for the sake of your progress, I will make an exception and let you go in again. You can keep ten spirit stones with me, so that I can give the sect an explanation."

The old man who guarded the pavilion leaned on a broom and said in a leisurely manner.

If other people heard this, they might be eager to hand in the spirit stone, then go back to the Treasure Pavilion to "find the leak", and finally leave with gratitude, but Chen Ze obviously won't be fooled by this.

"The old boy is showing his feet, ten spirit stones? Are you thinking of farting!"

After slandering, Chen Ze said with a sneer: "It's a pity, this disciple didn't bring a spirit stone when he went out today."

"It's still too late to go back and get it."

The old man's tone was still calm, but there was already a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

"This...the disciple doesn't have ten spirit stones...how about it, next time, next time."

Chen Ze didn't talk any more nonsense with the old liar, and after cupping his hands, he left straight away.

"Alas... whoever realizes the big dream first, I know it all my life... this cultivation of immortality is all about fate, if you really can't force it... it's the old man who is fascinated."

Listening to the long sigh of the old liar behind him, Chen Ze's eyes twitched and he couldn't help but speed up his steps.

(End of this chapter)

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