The Immortal Spiritual Picture

He paused,

"Do you...understand?"

The low-level monks nodded like chickens pecking at rice, and for a moment they were extremely obedient.

"That's good.

There are many things going on during the war, so friends, please go back as soon as possible! "

He smiled, but in the eyes of those low-level monks, it was nothing more than a sneer.

Immediately they turned into birds and beasts and scattered.

Seeing the little guys running away quickly, Gu Changhuan sighed.

After listening for a long time, I didn't hear anything particularly useful. Instead, I heard a lot of rumors about myself, which was really annoying.

However, he could guess who was spreading the news behind the scenes, but he didn't know whether they were intentional or unintentional.

But he still couldn't understand how there could be such boring people in the world, who would challenge other monks after hearing one or two words.

It's because there aren't enough monsters for them to kill, or they spend too much time practicing.

Wouldn’t it be nice for everyone to have this time to meditate and practice for a while?

Even if you go to a restaurant to have a cup of tea and listen to music?

You have to come to fight.

However, if it was normal, he would not accept the challenge from these people. It's just that he was not in a good mood today and someone came to challenge him. How could he let it go?

But a closer look at the challengers' posts still surprised him.

Ho! Good guys, all of them have a good background. They are all elites from various families. The one with the lowest status is also from the Jindan power. Nine out of ten have a Taoist title, and one of them has a look in his eyes when he sees him. With a bit of scrutiny and suspicion.

This was the first time that Gu Changhuan saw such an impolite and undisguised look.

In an instant, he succeeded in adding fuel to the fire, and all the anger generated by the injury of his tribe was directed at the challenger.

He carefully selected a monk from Shaoyang sect and a monk from Hengzhou with a sizing look in his eyes. Finally, he chose a monk from Qingzhou as the additional head, and beat the three of them down!

Of course, he was relatively gentle with the monk who was born in Qingzhou.

However, the guy with the unfriendly eyes was not so lucky...

Gu Changhuan thought, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He raised his head and glanced at the gate of Wuya Garden, then walked in.

He handed over the refined elixir and the jade slip to the monk in charge, and successfully obtained a large amount of contribution points.

Then, he came to another courtyard in Wuya Garden.

There are more monks here than where Gu Changhuan just delivered the elixir, and every one of the monks here seems to be a smart and capable person.

Seeing someone coming, everyone's eyes immediately focused on Gu Changhuan. Gu Changhuan walked straight to the center of the courtyard without changing his expression, then briefly identified several rooms in the courtyard, and finally walked into the room where the plaque said "Three In the house of "Yang Kaitai".

When they came out again, the corpses of the seven third-level monsters had been converted into contribution points. m.

But Gu Changhuan did not leave Wuya Garden directly.

He came to Wuya Garden today not just to deliver tasks and redeem contribution points.

Since the war between the two clans, Gu Changhuan has accumulated a lot of contribution points. The income from killing monsters and alchemy today is enough to exchange for some things.

The place to exchange spiritual items is the fan-shaped building at the entrance of Wuya Garden.

In the center of the building, there is a high list, and what is recorded on it are the names of the spiritual beings and the contribution points needed to redeem them.

There are not many people here.

One-third of the monks who travel to Wuya Garden will stop here for a while.

At this moment, most of them were standing under the list, whispering or showing serious expressions. Of course, there were also some who were happily exchanging spiritual items.

The monk who manages the exchange of spiritual objects is an old man of golden elixir. He is sitting at the gate in front of the building, with a table in front of him, a wine gourd on his waist, and he is dozing off.

Gu Changhuan looked at the old man and felt that the man looked familiar, but he didn't think much about it. He walked up to the old man. In full view of everyone, Gu Changhuan pointed at a spiritual creature on the list and said:

"Senior, this junior wants to exchange for a Renlong Fruit."

Renlong fruit is a third-level high-grade spiritual fruit. After being taken and refined, this spiritual fruit can quickly increase the monks of the Zifu stage to a small realm, and it also has no side effects.

When he was looking at the list that day, Gu Changhuan noticed that there were several things like Renlong fruit on the exchange list, but they were expensive.

The golden elixir old man opened his sleepy eyes,

"It turns out to be your boy."

The old man glanced at Gu Changhuan and suddenly said this.

At this time, Gu Changhuan had also recognized the old man. It was the old man who was a good drinker and Jindan that he met when he first went to Haoranfang City and in Youchang Pavilion at Tiandao Peak.

"It turns out to be you."

Gu Changhuan cupped his hand again, and then politely asked the old man his name.

When he heard Gu Changhuan asking for his Taoist number, the old man placed the wine gourd around his waist on the table.

"Back then, some people also gave me a nickname, but those old men didn't recognize it!

The only Taoist number that I am sure of is ‘Jiu Zhenren! ’”

Gu Changhuan nodded and thought to himself, I thought your Taoist ID was Jiuhu Zhenren.

"Gu Changhuan has met Master Jiu."

"Well, not bad, not bad."

Master Jiu nodded with satisfaction, picked up the wine gourd and took a sip of wine.

"You want to exchange it for Renlong fruit, right? Wait, I'll get it."

After Master Jiu finished speaking, he stood up. The smell of alcohol spread all over his body, which made Gu Changhuan choke his nose a little. He thought to himself what kind of strong alcohol this was. It was so pungent and didn't feel like a high-end product at all!

At this time, those standing at the bottom of the list had already begun to look at Gu Changhuan.

"Who is that?

How did you gather the contribution points needed to redeem Renlong Fruit so quickly? "Someone asked.

Someone shook his head and replied:

"I haven't seen him before. He doesn't look like he's from the Four Families. He might be a casual cultivator new to Yanfang City."

"Stop joking, how could a casual cultivator know the Jindan elder of Haoran Sect?"

A late-stage cultivator from the Zi Mansion sneered at his inference.

The person who was retorted glanced at the monks from the late Zifu, and after a low hum, he did not dare to speak.

Who let him only have the cultivation level of the early Zifu? In this world of immortal cultivation, the big fist is the boss, and the long-term solution is for the weak to just shut up and practice quietly.

At this moment, someone said in surprise:

"Isn't this the Alchemist Gu from Haoranfang City!"