God-level Punishment System

The second-level elixir of Ziyangcao, the third-level elixir of blood lotus... all kinds of elixir are everywhere like weeds and flowers.

"It is rumored that the desolate beasts above the seventh rank are all mobile wealth. This is really not groundless."

Ling Zhi rubbed the beast's head in excitement, and the furry meat was humming, and the touch was quite good.

The beast also cooperated, and let him touch it with enjoyment.

He also grabbed an elixir and handed it to him.

After a shock, Ling Zhi glanced at it unexpectedly.

"You know I need this, so you brought me here just now?"

The beast nodded, pointed his paw at the bag hanging on Lingzhi's waist, and his nose moved a few times.

"Hehe, your nose is really good.

This is all smelled by you. "

Ling Zhi laughed. He didn't expect that the beast would smell the few elixir that he had collected in his bag along the way.

However, Ling Zhi's smile was slightly unnatural. It is undeniable that the number of wild beasts he killed was four or five hundred if there were no 800, although he was not ready to attack such a cute beast.

But when he first met the beast, he was really holding the idea of ​​using the beast in exchange for contribution points. A person who owed a debt to himself and urgently needed to become stronger and save his father. He really didn't have any idleness, and was overflowing with love. The beast procrastinates here.

But the world was indifferent, and the beast's behavior caused his heart to tremble slightly.

If you collect a few more such elixir, it should be almost the same.

Ling Zhi thought to himself that he planned to keep the Snow White Beast here.

He really needs to contribute points, he needs to cultivate safely and quickly in the tower, in order to compete for the qualifications to enter the tower, he does not want to disappoint Zhou Xuanqing and embarrass him.

More importantly, he is a man. Which time did he get on the ground so tired that he was fighting, and wherever his wounds were not completely healed, they were torn open.

But if there are no principles in life, what is the difference from being a beast.

After collecting this elixir, Ling Zhi found the beast from the weeds and picked it up.

"Is there any place like this?"

He chose to take the risk to pick the elixir and leave the beast here.

...The main peak of fallen leaves, contribution hall.

Almost all the internal and external disciples who were still in the clan who had not gone out to perform their tasks gathered here, and the flow of people even lined up to the martial arts training ground. The dense crowd was mixed with noise, and it was like a vegetable market.

Just because today is the monthly contribution point distribution day of the Fallen Leaf Sect.

In the initial stage of the form, one hundred contribution points are issued uniformly. Generally speaking, ten contribution points are approximately equivalent to the value of a low-grade spirit stone. When the internal replacement of the Fallen Leaf Sect is included, one hundred contribution points are almost equivalent to eleven or two for the internal benefits of disciples. A piece of low-grade spirit stone.

It can also be seen that the shabby Wu Guang and the others in the mining area at the beginning are far different from the treatment of Dazongmen's disciples.

The body has four layers and one hundred and five, five layers two hundred, and six layers three hundred contribution points.

For ordinary disciples, this is a lot of income. Not everyone has the ability to hunt wild beasts and go out to perform tasks.

These contribution points are likely to be their only cultivation resources.

You can exchange for spirit stones to speed up your cultivation, and accumulate them in exchange for your favorite exercises, magic skills, and even shape weapons.

Profound level high-ranking techniques, medium-ranked weapons, squandering pill and the inverse of the techniques, far surpassing the strength of martial artists of the same rank, and so on. Under the superimposed favorable conditions, Lexus also needs to pay blood, even the price of life. , In exchange for such an expensive contribution point.

The door of the Contribution Hall was rarely closed tightly at this moment, and the noise of the disciples who had been underneath became more and more intense and impatient. When the sun rose above the head, two huge banners fell from both sides of the door of the Contribution Hall at the same time.

"Two? Not always one during the day. I remember there was still a lot of space left last month. I didn't receive many disciples this month, right?"

"Yes, isn't it always sorted according to the number of contribution points? I have been in the clan for more than two years, and I haven't seen the second one."

"For more than two years, I have been seven or eight years old, what happened to me!"

"What is noisy? When the banner is opened, you will naturally know the reason."

There was chaos and noisy underneath.

For many people, this is the most anticipated thing every month.

"Hey, yeah, if only it could compare with those on the list.

As long as you enter the list, that contribution point...tsk. "

Shadow Old Man"

He sighed, looking forward to it.

"That's right, after the 50th place on the list, an additional 1,000 contribution points will be added every month, 30 to 50, 2,000 contribution points will be added, 10 to 30, 3,000 contribution points will be added!"

There was a voice of envy on the side, and some people said with jealousy:

"Why don't you list the top ten? Six to ten are five thousand contribution points, three to five are eight thousand contribution points, the third is 10,000, the second is 15 thousand, and the first is 20,000.

At that time, even if you lie there and sleep, your contribution will be enough for you! "

From the encouragement to the disciples below, it can be seen that the Fallen Leaf Sect is the atmosphere and cultivation of the top sect of Xuanzhou.

You know, this is just a monthly fixed distribution! When there was a quarrel outside, the gate of the Contribution Hall was not opened. There were only seven or eight people inside. Two of them were flushed at the moment, patted the table and quarreled with each other. The rest of them were not involved, and they looked gloomy and ugly. The chair didn't say a word.

"Although the suzerain has not been involved in the affairs of the sect in recent years, the power of the suzerain is inviolable!"

Shouted the old man with a gray beard.

"No one wants to violate the majesty of the suzerain, but the contribution hall has always done the same as the commandment hall, only for things, not for people.

How much should I get, how much I owe, in black and white, clearly! "

The person facing him was a middle-aged man with a cold face.

"Even so, there is a guarantee from the suzerain in this matter, and 300,000 contribution points are not for the suzerain, even for those talented disciples in the top.

You are now aggressive, and the whole family who is making trouble about this matter knows what it is! "

"I'm doing this for the good of the Fallen Leaf Sect, and what motives can I have? Mysterious-level high-grade exercises. Although the sect advertises 300,000 contribution points, you and I know that this kind of exercises, if not carefully reviewed by the sect, decided The disciples cultivated vigorously, where is the qualification to contact.

No top grade, outside the sect, the appearance of a low-grade profound technique will not cause scramble and bloodshed! "

"you you……"

The old man with white beard and beard trembled with anger, and pointed at him angrily.

"He is a disciple received by the Sect Master himself."

"That won't work! Repaying debts is justified!"

"You are openly challenging the power of the sovereign!"

"Humph!"

The man snorted, did not refute or explain, strode open the door of the contribution hall and walked out.

"Zhou Xuanqing is old, and he was shocked by Xuanzhou back then, no one knows.

Now that he is so depressed, it is time for this Fallen Leaf Sect to change his blood. "

At the same time, in the forest on the side of the main peak of Fallen Leaves, Ling Zhi is holding the furry snow-white beast in his arms, carrying two packages higher than others on his back, and holding the last bottle of Hui Ling Dan in his mouth. Running.

Every step is actually the body method in the eight steps.

Less than a few miles out, he would raise his head and swallow a spirit recovery pill, maintaining such a speed.

Behind him, a large group of birds and beasts dangled in the distance, and the ground was shaking and the mountains were swaying, running towards him with the potential of breaking the ground.

"Damn, it's a big game now!"

Happily looked back, Ling Zhi's heart was about to jump out