Chapter 504

Yi Heng knew that the battle between the friars and the phage Ling clan would not be limited to the golden elixir period, but they could not and did not dare to see higher-level battles.

Three days later, the ID card "didi Di" rang out, and he knew that everything was over, and that the trial had expired, and that Yimen could finally enter.

The spirit consciousness sweeps into the ID card, a string of information enters the mind: "this batch of friars' trial is over, you can return today, waiting for notice."

"Yi Heng, commander of a million friars, killed 1.6 million devouring people without any damage, gained one million contribution points, and was promoted to the platinum trial level friars."

"Get a million contribution points, where the highest contribution point is one million, and the current contribution point is one million."

He was a little surprised that he got one million contribution points this time. Before that, there should be surplus. How could there be no more?

He continued to scan the information recorded in his ID card: "one contribution point is consumed for the exchange of Taiyi congenital five element refined sand body formula, and one contribution point is consumed for exchanging" Taiyi Xiannai naivete soul formula ".

If you kill Xia Chengzhi, you will be rewarded with 80000 contribution points. If you complete the commander-in-chief task, you will get one million contribution points. The highest contribution point here is one million, and the remaining one million contribution points. "

Seeing this, he finally understood that no matter how many tasks are completed here, the final contribution point is only one million.

I didn't pay attention to Xia Chengzhi's 80000 contribution points. However, no matter how much he got, he only got one million contribution points. However, it was absolutely enough for him to exchange cultivation resources.

Immediately, with a million contribution points into the exchange hall, there is a kind of upstarts, but dare not make public the feeling, appears slightly indecent.

However, no one who saw him would think that he was obscene. Most of them looked at him with admiration. No matter where they went, they gave up a way.

At this time, he walked easily to the counter in the crowded exchange hall.

Nearly ten thousand monks quietly gave up a road to the counter. All the eyes and senses were focused on him, which made him very uncomfortable.

Once again, he felt that he must not like the flaunting personality. He preferred to be more ordinary. If he mixed into the friars, he would not be able to distinguish between them and would be more perfect.

Therefore, he whispered, "you are free, don't mind me."

After counting the rest, they found that his expression was very serious. They immediately remembered that there was only one military law, that is, execution.

Immediately, he was startled. He immediately took action and did what to do. If there was no matter, he deliberately looked for something. He did not dare to pay attention to him with his eyes and spirit.

However, there was still a monk who did not dare to get close to him within ten feet of him, so he would be free wherever he went.

The monk behind the counter looked as if he had been waiting for a long time and asked respectfully, "elder martial brother Yi, what do you want to exchange? Here's the catalog. "

This was just what he wanted. He took it immediately and scanned it carefully.

"The universal ghost flower takes the best spiritual pulse as the basic nourishment. Its root system is rooted in the starry sky and extracts the power of the starry sky. It grows and blooms every ten thousand years. One petal is enough to break through the soul realm, but the first three are effective."

He immediately found the introduction of the universal ghost flower and was shocked in his heart. This is indeed a rare thing.

Jipin Lingmai is just nourishment. Its root system is rooted in the starry sky. At that time, it has been destroyed by two people. Where is the root system?

No wonder Xia Chengzhi just picked the flowers and left the roots. Did he want to go again? But now, he can't go.

The purple red flower has 18 petals, that is, after nearly 200000 years, he accidentally used one, breaking through the bottleneck and entering a new realm.

But only the first three petals are effective, and you can only use them twice. It's a pity. However, if you keep them, you can exchange them for other things that can break through your soul.

"If you want to exchange it, you need it. There is no such thing to exchange."

He just wanted to see how many contribution points he needed, but he found this sentence and instantly laughed. If he sold it to Yimen, he didn't know how much it would be worth.

But just think about it. Naturally, I have to keep it. Now I need star fire sand and earth essence sand, as well as elixir and pill for soul cultivation.

After pondering for a moment, he looked up and found that he was still alone. After the counter, the friar looked at him with a smile and waited for him to exchange money.

Other places were full of friars, but no one dared to come with him. He had to smile bitterly, change money quickly and leave.

Back in the room, there are thousands of taels of fire fine sand and thousands of taels of earth refined sand in the storage bag. It's not too easy to practice body formula in the back, so I exchanged so much.

But later it was known that they could also be exchanged in the Yimen, and the direction of the cultivation behind the "Taiyi Xiannai Hun Jue" was not clear, so it was only used to exchange refined sand for practicing body formula.

Now, they wait to go back, waiting to enter the Yimen.

It has been more than 60 years of practice, and the wish to enter the Yimen is now about to be completed.

Don't live long, don't practice, as long as you can go back to the earth, before the accident.He vowed to work hard, accompany his parents and live a good life.

With full of hope, he raised a smile from the corner of his mouth and slowly fell asleep.

Two days later, he finally received the news that he was going back. He tidied up his Tsing Yi Dao Fu and checked the contents of the storage bag. He saw that the Maomaoying was sleeping in the top spirit stone, and all the gold eating insects were sleeping.

Then he walked out of the room and flew out of the meteorite. He met the fat man and others with a smile.

The fat man's body fat did not increase, on the contrary, he lost some weight. I think there is nothing to eat here.

However, Kun Rushan and others showed a dilemma in their eyes. He knew that after being inherited, they, as pure Dharma practitioners, could defeat Yin Buzheng, so they did not listen to his words and cultivate their body.

But when he came out, he showed such a strong appearance that he beat countless friars to the ground just by virtue of his physical strength, leaving them in a dilemma.

Now, I'm afraid I have to go back and ask the elders. However, no matter what they practice, they may be able to reach the extreme, and their strength will still be strong.

In those days, I was afraid that they would not survive. Now, I can't worry about myself.

"Fat man, you're thin again. Let's go. Sun Daoyou counts the monks from all walks of life."

He said hello and quickly left, because the crowd, Su demon that pale face, he really can't bear to see more.

In any case, I have explained clearly with my own practical actions. I will let her go whatever she wants to think.

Sun Boda was no longer deep. Obviously, he was addicted to command this time. However, he did not report the remaining monks of each family. So he waved to him and said in a low voice, "yidaoyou, speak while walking."

The crowd soared into the air and flew to the transmission array above the ten thousand feet.

"There are three people left in Shifang academy, four in Gongsun family, four in our school and two in tianyinmen."

After counting the rest, Yi Heng knew why he didn't say it out loud because there were too many people left.

At least one door, Dihuang gate, there are two people left.

Shen Tu Tian's face was gloomy when he was swept by the spirit. There were only two monks behind him. Kun Rushan was only four or five people behind him. The other teams were not much different.

If the war had not been too weird in the last war, and all the phage Ling clans would have been wiped out one year later, including these commanders.

No wonder this trial is so difficult. Every ten years, there will be a war. Who can guarantee to live?

Thinking, people have arrived at the transmission array. Yi Henggang has swept the place of trial, and is about to sigh about the difficulty of this decade. Once he looks back, he stops immediately and dare not speak.

At the transmission array, a monk in green is standing on the edge, looking at them indifferently. He has seen this monk three times.

He quickly ran forward to bow his hands and said excitedly, "thank you for keeping me waiting."

He knew that he didn't take the initiative. He was afraid that this person would pay attention to him. He was not as normal as an ordinary monk.

The monk was obviously very satisfied and nodded his head slightly and said, "it's rare that you can enter our school even if you have such a poor qualification. However, we are not so friendly in our sect. If we don't have such strong strength in the later stage, I will lose my face."

Yi Heng knew the meaning of his words, but did not dare to think about it at this time. He immediately said, "the younger generation will surely live up to the love of the elder."

"Ha ha, go in."

He immediately entered the array, quickly motioned to follow up, and when dealing with such friars, he didn't dare to say much, let alone move.

From the bottom, he is naturally very clear, who is not the most astute to cultivate to such a level?

If you have a little bit of wrong performance, or show the slightest, let this person see the clue, it is not only the gossip plate is not protected, I am afraid that life is not guaranteed.

In a moment, people have already stood on the transmission array.

At the time of arrival, there were 777 people in the southwest mainland alone, but now, including other continents, there are only less than 100 people, all standing on the transmission array, which is very loose.

The friar took out the teleportation star stone easily. He just held the finger with one hand and the transmission array was started.

But at this time, Yi Heng's heart was filled with waves. The monk's accomplishments were obviously higher than those of the saint devil sect. He should not be specially responsible for transmitting such small things.

But now it has come, which means that his purpose is not to transmit, but to see himself?

"Let's go."

A strong flash of white light, stabbed his eyes instinctively closed, thought has stopped, at this time the ear came: "transmission."

"Boom." A sound, the entire transmission cave exploded, he felt shuttle in the void, but now no longer dizzy.

When he opened his eyes, a grey monk's eyes just swept him. The light in his eyes made him tremble slightly. He immediately pretended to be dizzy, and his face was pale.

The friar is the ancestor of the holy devil sect. I don't know why he can know that they are coming. He can't wait here all the time.Kun Rushan and others also immediately wake up and quickly bow their hands and say, "I've seen my ancestors."

The old monk was puzzled and asked, "why did you come back earlier than ten years ago?"

"The task was finished ahead of time, so I came back early."

"Well, it's good to come back. If you can live so much this time, I think the treatment will change in the future. Go back and wait patiently."

Yi Heng and others also bow to leave the cave, and then fly out of the holy magic sect with Kong Yanxing and others.

When I got to the street, I was relieved.

At this time, to see people coming and going in the street, people like to see the sun again.

It is full of aura, sunshine, breeze, and even the noise of monks in the street.

All the way through the street, deliberately squeeze into the crowd, listen carefully to the voice of the shop Hawking, bargaining, the feeling of loneliness and helplessness for a long time in my heart, as if I found a vent, and gradually disappeared.

In a flash, people have a feeling that this less than ten years ago is just like yesterday, like a dream.

Along with the flow of people, struggling at the boundary between the present and the past, no one said a word more. This past ten years has been a practice. Why not a struggle with death?

Yi Heng didn't feel the same way as they did. Although eight years of ten years were trapped in the empty space, they never experienced less life and death struggle than they did.

It's just that when the strength is improved, it's not life and death? He has been used to loneliness and trial back and forth between life and death.

Back in Luzhou, back to Shifang academy, you can see the Castle Peak still surrounded by fairy fog, and the tower is indistinctly visible, but at the gate, there are monks pouring in.

"Elder martial brother Kong, the head of the courtyard and the ancestor are waiting in the hall." A monk roared at the gate and bowed in reverence.

From the gate to the main hall, tens of thousands of monks in white Daofu stood on both sides, respectfully greeting each other.

Kong Yanxing suppressed his inner excitement and bowed to Yi Heng: "yidaoyou, please."

"Yidaoyou, please." The deafening sound of drinking together startled everyone. Tens of thousands of disciples of the whole Shifang academy roared and bowed to meet them.

Yi Heng glances at Kong Yanxing, who is still bowing. He is not surprised. His face does not change. He lifts his feet and enters the gate first.

"Sun Daoyou, please."

Kong Yanxing continued to turn around and bow to sun Boda, which made tens of thousands of disciples of Shifang academy a little stunned.

But in a moment of hesitation, he also roared with Kong Yanxing: "sun Daoyou, please."

Sun Boda hesitated a little, flashed a flush on his face, said thanks in a low voice, and then followed Yi Heng away.

"Dear friends, please."

"Please." They all called.

Kong Yanxing, with all the people, marched into the hall with no affectation, half a body behind Sun Boda.

However, when the disciples of Shifang Academy on both sides saw this scene, they could not help but get up and began to talk in a low voice.

It's understandable to let Yi Heng go ahead, but it's hard to imagine that sun Boda should go ahead.

Shangbing school is no more than a third class school. How can it compare with Shifang academy?

But after a while, the disciples on both sides stopped talking, because at this time, more than 30 monks came face-to-face. They looked like they were walking in leisurely court, but they felt a bloodbath in their hearts.

No friar has never seen blood and corpses in the immortal world, even in the Shifang academy, where Confucianism is most valued.

However, tens of thousands of disciples were frightened by more than 30 monks' words and deeds at random. All of them were wondering what they had experienced less than ten years ago?

People standing together with each other did not feel their own changes, but in the past ten years, in constant fighting, in the struggle for life and death, the strength naturally increased rapidly.

Even if you can't improve your accomplishments any more, how can an outsider be able to cultivate a fierce momentum?

At this time, when walking among tens of thousands of disciples, they would not hide their momentum. Therefore, they held their heads high and burst out with momentum. Naturally, the disciples nearby felt as if they were impacted by the spirit swallowing clan.

Yi Heng saw the eleven family heads waiting outside the hall. He immediately sorted out the Taoist clothes, quickly stepped forward, bowed over, and roared, "I have met you all

"I've seen the patriarch."

"I've met the headmaster."

Behind him, more than 30 people did not dare to hesitate and roared.

The eleven patriarchs have long seen the number of monks left in their families in their spiritual consciousness, but now they are really standing in front of them, their eyes are still red and excited.

These are the support for the development of family sects in the future and the key to the inheritance of family sects.

At present, the eleven patriarchs were very happy and said, "little friend, we are very grateful for your hard work. Our ancestors invited others to go back to their homes and tell us the details of these years."

Since Yi Heng had close contact with Da Neng in the starry sky, his horizon has been greatly opened. Later, he has a fist fight with the fourth order phage Ling clan, and he has a slight estimate of his own strength.Today, I see these eleven heads of clan again. I have been able to deal with them calmly. In terms of strength, maybe I have already been above them.

However, the generation of the old ancestor was a friar in the period of practice of emptiness. He still did not dare to be careless and disrespectful. In the face of the patriarch who was inferior to him, he never failed to be polite. Let alone the ancestors?

Although I am not afraid of it at the moment, I immediately brush off the dust on my body again, and calmly step on the jade steps and walk towards the main hall step by step.

The main hall door is still tightly closed, he gently pushed open, the door quietly opened, a bunch of sunshine followed by the pushed door, rushed into the hall.

He stood outside the door, his eyes one by one swept over the eleven ancestors, then arched his hands and said, "younger generation has seen the elder."

"Good, little friend, please come in. We have made great contributions this time. We are also envious." The first ancestor of the Confucius family took the lead in opening his mouth, while the other ten ancestors still looked at him.

Yi Heng received the ceremony, got up, and strode into the hall. He didn't care about the eyes of the ancestors, and felt more unrestrained.

The eleven ancestors all nodded in secret. Only this kind of determined monk could make such great achievements. His eyes showed the color of appreciation.

He stopped at the center of the hall and said, "thank you for your appreciation. This is what I should do."

"Ha ha, it's good. You have a good heart. At this time, the reward of that power has not been sent. But if you want to reward a city in the league, you can arrange it first."

This immediately surprised him. Is the reward too big? A city, even if it is the lowest level city like LingMi City, has four or five million people, so reward yourself?

"Thank you. Is this a little big reward?"

"Hehe, it's not big, not big. You must enter that force this time. If you don't need it, the league can manage it for you, but the reward is also due."