Talent Roulette

Chapter 228 Harvest
In the early stage of foundation establishment, the low-level spiritual arts were refined to the state of Dzogchen!What's more, he didn't show any signs of incompatibility when releasing this low-level spirit technique.

Brother Wen underestimated Zhou Hao, far underestimated Zhou Hao, just the low-level spiritual art in the Dacheng realm can kill most of the existences in the late stage of foundation establishment, and in terms of strength alone, he is not weaker than Zhu Early monks.

Spiritual arts are difficult to master. Only monks at the initial stage of foundation establishment can practice low-level spiritual arts to the basic level, which is already very difficult, very incredible.

After killing the cultivator of the Spirit Ghost Sect, the ghost gradually turned into thick water as if it had been cursed.

Zhou Hao immediately put away his trophies. Naturally, the body of the tall, thin, knife-faced monk cannot be wasted, and can be left for Xiaoqing as rations.

Zhou Hao was quite surprised by this harvest, he never expected such a good thing to happen to him.

Although this senior brother Wen from Tongtian Ridge was a little annoyed, he had no hostility towards him, and since Tongtian Ridge had a good relationship with Tianyimen, he didn't attack Senior Brother Wen Wen.

And this cultivator from the Spirit Ghost Sect is different, his eyes are cold when looking at people, especially when he is outside the secret realm, he looks at the cultivator from the Tianyi Sect as if he is looking at his prey. Hao made a move.

"Elder Zhou, wait!" Zhou Hao had just finished packing up the loot, and before he had walked a few steps, he was stopped by Brother Wen from Tongtian Ridge.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Hao couldn't help but frowned slightly when he turned his head. He didn't want to find a topic to chat with this gentle brother, "I regret it, now I want to share these things with me."

"No, no, no." Senior Brother Wen quickly denied it, this is too sensitive, it seems that this person is very concerned about property, "I just want to thank Elder Zhou."

"There's no need to thank you." Zhou Hao suddenly smiled, and then rubbed his fingers, "It's better to have something practical."

Brother Wen just smiled at Zhou Hao, then turned around and left.

Zhou Hao shook his head lightly, and didn't continue to say anything. This result was already within his expectation.

The battlefield has disappeared, and the surrounding area has returned to its original state. Brother Wen and Zhou Hao walked in opposite directions. Of course, they may meet again.

There was no one around, so Zhou Hao counted his gains.

"It turns out that Elder Zhang died at his hands." His consciousness swept across the storage belt, and Zhou Hao's gaze was attracted by the two corpses in the storage belt.

One of the corpses belonged to Elder Zhang Wufeng, and the other belonged to the aging-faced cultivator from Tongtian Ridge. Both of them died at the hands of this Spiritual Ghost Sect cultivator.

Within a moment, Zhou Hao had already made up his mind. The corpse of Elder Zhang Wufeng was handed over to the sect, and the corpse of this Tongtianling cultivator was naturally handed over to Xiaoqing. It belongs to him.

"42 medium-grade spirit stones, nearly 3000 yuan for low-grade spirit stones, seven top-grade magical artifacts, six top-grade magical artifacts, top-level spells..."

Counting his trophies, Zhou Hao was still a little disappointed. He didn't have any spiritual skills, spiritual tools, or spiritual skills, but the amount of elixir for cultivation was not bad.

Except for spirit stones, sell all the things in the storage belt that you don't have, and you can get at least 300 yuan of middle-grade spirit stones.

After all, it was the wealth of the three of them gathered together, plus the gains from the secret realm, it was normal to have so many things, Zhou Hao didn't show much surprise.

Among these things, spells, techniques, and exercises can all be exchanged for contribution points in the martial balance building.In Tianyi Sect, a lot of contribution points are needed to exchange for spiritual weapons, while the contribution points for low-level spiritual arts are relatively small.

As long as you have [-] contribution points, you can exchange for a good low-level spirit technique.

Time flies, Zhou Hao walked for two days.

During these two days, he didn't meet anyone, and he didn't experience any tests, so he just walked on boringly.

"Did my luck run out two days ago?" Zhou Hao couldn't help asking himself. Compared with the half-day gain of entering the hall, he had nothing to gain in these two days, which made him a little irritable.

After one stick of incense passed, Zhou Hao's eyes lit up, and a small hole appeared in front of him, which could accommodate two people.

The inside of the small hole was pitch black, not only the naked eye, but even the spiritual sense could not penetrate into it.

In the hall, apart from the endless labyrinth, as long as there is a slight difference in the surroundings, then there are great possibilities and tests inside.

Not long after, Zhou Hao jumped directly into the small black hole. He felt dizzy at this moment. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself at a crossroad again.

"Ugh!"

Sighing, Zhou Hao was a little disappointed. It seems that the test just now was empty, and the probability of encountering an empty test is relatively small.

"It seems that my luck has been exhausted within half a day after entering the hall."

Now it was proven once again that his conclusions were correct and his luck had run out.

Half a day later, Zhou Hao really didn't find anything, so he was ejected from the hall and appeared at the door where he entered.

The door of the main hall is closed, and there are still two days to go out of the secret realm.

Chu Mengyan had disappeared, which was within Zhou Hao's expectation. Instead of waiting here for him to come out, he might as well go to other places in the secret realm to find tests.

The twin sisters in Tongtian Ridge had been waiting, and when Senior Brother Wen Wen came out, the two sisters rushed forward.

On the side of Pan Mozong, Zhou Hao also found two monks waiting. It seemed that they failed the test and were kicked out of the hall.

Facing Zhou Hao's gaze, the two Pan Mo Sect disciples said nothing, not intending to provoke Zhou Hao at all.Although the relationship between Pan Mozong and Tianyimen is very bad, it doesn't mean that they will come to provoke them knowing that they can't beat them.

Men who can't even deal with a witch, of course they don't have the idea of ​​making trouble, they just hope that Zhou Hao will not let them trouble him.

Zhao Xinyan came out from the inside, and seeing her radiant face, she knew that her harvest was not bad.

As for the Spirit Ghost Gate, because it was completely opposite, Zhou Hao couldn't see it.

"It was only at this time that I sensed it." As soon as he left the hall, Zhou Hao could feel Xiaoqing's presence.

So, he walked in one direction.

"Gu Changqing, have you seen Elder Mo?"

On the side of the Spirit Ghost Gate, three people appeared at the same time, except for the figure of the tall, thin and knife-faced monk.

"Why are you asking me this question? Do I know? If he doesn't come out, could it be that I killed him?" Gu Changqing asked three questions in a row.

The other two monks from the Spirit Ghost Sect had no intention of continuing to speak.

(End of this chapter)