"The Zhu family of Jiuyan Island, Zhu Huiwen?"

The red-shirted monk raised his eyelids and said as if confirming the information.

"Guaranteed replacement if fake."

The fat Zhuji quickly replied in the affirmative.

The monk in red shirt nodded slightly, wrote a line of words with a pointer pen, and printed it into the blue beads.

"Thank you, Senior Xu."

He happily took back the token, and the fat Zhuji withdrew with a smile on his face.

The red-shirted monk calmly threw out a storage ring. After a flash of inspiration, he collected all the corpses of the monsters in the pit.

From the time the little fat man built the foundation and handed over the corpse of the monster to the time he left, the whole process took less than ten breaths. This shows how efficient the immortal cultivator is at work.

Chen Ping, who was watching outside the palace, touched his chin and looked thoughtful. ??

Shuangcheng Pavilion has taken great pains to protect the points system.

Not only do you need to use a spiritual treasure to change the number in the token, but you also need to record the details of each transaction simultaneously to prevent the possibility of cheating and loopholes.

"Fellow Taoist Chen Ping, please come in."

Not long after, the red-shirted monk shouted to the door, his tone a little more enthusiastic than before.

"It's better to be famous than to meet. Fellow Taoist Xu has solid spiritual power, far surpassing that of Chen. It must be only a matter of time before he breaks through the golden elixir bottleneck!"

Walking into the main hall, Chen Ping smiled, clasped his fists, and praised straight to the point.

It's not that he was pretending to be complimentary.

The identity of the red-shirted monk in front of me is indeed not simple.

Xu Fanji, a true disciple of the previous generation of Jian Ding Sect, has the talent of earth-level wood spirit root.

He is hailed by the major forces in the archipelago as one of the most promising cultivating seeds to become the Jindan Master.

Xu Fanji's own magical powers are also extremely powerful, and he once had a record of being evenly matched with the Heavenly Demon's fake elixir monk in a hundred moves.

The high-level monks of the Sword Cauldron Sect were enough to make Chen Ping wary.

The only divine soul technique on the Yuanyan Islands is owned by the Sword and Cauldron Sect.

Although the level of that divine-seeking technique is only the lower level of Xuanpin, it still makes ordinary monks fearful.

As the true heir of this sect, Xu Fanji must be qualified to inherit the magic of searching.

Chen Ping deduced that Xu Fanji, who was in the Yuan Dan Dzogchen realm, may have exceeded the limit of thirty-three thousand feet.

The reason why the quality of Taiyi Yan's magic surpasses the magic of finding gods lies in the increase in the subsequent layers and the accompanying heaven-level magical powers.

In the early stages of the two skills, the gap is not as exaggerated as imagined.

"Fellow Daoist Chen's name is as loud as thunder in my ears."

Xu Fanji smiled slightly and said softly.

Since he began to practice Taoism, he had heard too many similar compliments, and he was already immune to them.

And he had only heard about this Chen Ping a little bit. He seemed to have killed several unknown Yuan Dan, and his prestige in Fuyou City was not small.

However, Xu Fanji felt a little dismissive in his heart.

After all, the Sword Cauldron Sect has been the leader of the human race for thousands of years.

If you pick a real person at random, he will probably be defeated.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, Chen plans to receive a points token."

Chen Pinggong cupped his hands and explained his intention.

This person is the temporary master of Shuangcheng Pavilion.

The other eight Jindan sects also sent a core disciple to sit in the pavilion to check and balance Xu Fanji and supervise each other.

Because points can be redeemed for various resources, the benefits involved are terrifying.

"It took more than half of the Daoist friends to arrive at the Twin Cities Meeting, so we need to work harder."

After a short pause, Xu Fanji said with a calm expression: "Can I trouble you, Fellow Daoist Chen, to provide me with a drop of blood essence?"

Hearing this, Chen Ping drew his finger on his palm, and a drop of thick blood flew out.

"Fellow Taoist is worthy of being a cultivator. The power contained in this essence and blood is simply not comparable to that of us practitioners."

Waving his hand to summon Chen Ping's blood essence, Xu Fanji said with a hint of envy.

"Fellow Daoist Xu is overly praised."

Chen Ping laughed and became speechless.

Rumor has it that a person who specializes in body refining can burn out the golden elixir with just a drop of blood essence.

Such magical power is enough to make people yearn for it.

Then, I saw Xu Fanji slowly taking out a token that was the same as the one in the hand of the fat Establishment Foundation before. He moved his lips up and down, and after reciting an obscure spell, he forced the essence and blood completely into the token.

among.

During this period, Chen Ping kept staring at Xu Fanjie's movements.

Essence and blood are of great importance, and monks with ulterior motives often use it to track the owner of the essence and blood, or use it as a medium to perform weird magical secrets.

"How to record the origin of Taoist friends? The Chen family on Haichang Island?"

Xu Fanji turned a blind eye to Chen Ping's supervision and said calmly.

"good."

Pursing his lips, Chen Ping nodded lightly.

Xu Fanji didn't waste any time, and quickly carved a row of exquisite small characters on the inside of the token, and then threw it over.

Chen Ping took the token and looked at it for a while, but it was empty.

"If fellow Taoists are here to compete for the astrological essence, don't bother going to the third floor to have a look."

Xu Fan said with intention.

"I'll take my leave."

Following that, Chen Ping left the main hall, thinking of Xu Fanji's words, he simply climbed up the stairs to the third floor.

…

After a while.

Chen Ping stood in the middle of an empty hall, with a five-color light curtain measuring three feet in diameter in front of him.

"Sword Cauldron Sect Yan Wanqing, five thousand five hundred and thirty points."

"Shangguan Seal of the Sword Cauldron Sect, three thousand nine hundred points."

"Sanjue Palace Yi Yiyun, 3,800 points."

"Nether Fire Sect..."

After reading the information on the light screen one by one, Chen Ping suddenly turned pale. .??.

Now he finally understood what Xu Fanjie meant by asking him to come to the third floor, and it was clear that he was trying to persuade him to leave!

The content automatically displayed by this light screen is actually the top twenty monks currently ranked in points.

Not surprisingly, the top ten places are all occupied by disciples of the four major Golden Elixir Sects in the Inland Sea.

Especially Yan Wanqing, who is at the top of the rankings, has more than a thousand points ahead of the second place.

Five thousand five hundred and thirty!

It goes without saying how outrageous this number is.

You must know that a third-level Dzogchen monster is only worth nine hundred points.

This made Chen Ping couldn't help but suspect that the people on the list must have more or less borrowed the power of the sect.

However, excluding other factors, the twenty people on the list are all famous Yuandan monks.

For example, the leader Yan Wanqing was once the first true successor of the Sword and Cauldron Sect.

During Chen Ping's foundation building period, he saw some information about this woman in the rolling information of Lan Yue Pavilion.

"Seventy-five years ago, the Sword Cauldron Sect Yan Wanqing failed to attack the golden elixir, and announced that he would retreat to restore his Taoist foundation, and his traces disappeared."

Now, more than a hundred years have passed, and given her qualifications and status, she has not yet condensed the golden elixir, which made Chen Ping sincerely sigh that the road is difficult to follow.

Obviously, Yan Wanqing also came here for the astrological essence.

Including the nineteen people on the list, they are all competitors for that drop of astrological essence in the large-scale auction.

Chen Ping weighed it and felt that it would be extremely difficult for him to succeed.

He had a lot of monster corpses on his body, but he planned to redeem them all at once before the end of the statistical points.
To be continued...