Supreme Martial God Technique

After pouring out all the things in the storage ring, there were hundreds of magic beast spirit cores.

After a rough count, there were eighty tenth-level spirit cores.

Ninety ninth-level spirit cores.

Fifty fifth-level spirit cores.

The first-level spirit cores of the Transformation Sea Realm actually reached a hundred.

"Bah, this bastard must have looted them from others. With his own strength, how could he hunt so many spirit cores."

The fat man spat. If it weren't for the fact that Bai Lin was already a bloody mess, he would have wanted to step on him a few more times.

Having said that, the few people were still very happy.

Eighty tenth-level spirit cores can be exchanged for four hundred and eighty minutes.

Ninety ninth-level spirit cores can be exchanged for four hundred and fifty minutes.

Fifty fifth-level spirit cores can be exchanged for fifty minutes.

The exchange time for a first-level spirit core of the Transformation Sea Realm is ten minutes, so one hundred hundred cores can be exchanged for one thousand minutes.

In this way, plus the 20 minutes they had before, the total was exactly 2,000 minutes.

After counting, Li Dao and others handed all three storage rings to Wu Yun and said, "Brother, this is your trophy."

Wu Yun smiled and said, "Brother Li, you don't have to be polite. I'll keep it first. After we go back, we will go to the Spirit Water Pool together, 500 minutes each."

"Really?"

Li Dao looked at Wu Yun excitedly.

"Oh my god, brother, you are so nice?"

The fat man was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Really?"

Du Feixue looked at Wu Yun with admiration, and there was even some admiration hidden in his eyes.

After leaving the Beast Hunting Mountains, they returned with a full load this time.

If it weren't for Bai Lin's appearance, even with Wu Yun's leadership, it would probably take at least half a month to kill these hundreds of spirit cores.

"Haha, speaking of which, I really have to thank Bai Lin for the best assist and sending heads."

The fat man cursed and couldn't calm down even though he was injured.

Back to Feiyun Sect, stayed for a short day.

Although Wu Yun was pressed for time, he did not go to the Spirit Water Pool alone, after all, the four of them had agreed to go together.

After a day of rest, Fatty and Li Dao's injuries had basically healed.

The next morning, Fatty laughed and pushed open Wu Yun's door.

Fatty knelt on the ground with a thud, bowed three times respectfully, and then stood up and said, "Brother Wu Yun, no no no, big brother, from now on, you are my big brother, a good big brother for life and death."

This scene made Wu Yun confused, and Li Dao and Du Feixue behind him were also dumbfounded.

Then, Fatty ran to Wu Yun's side in a greasy way, took his arm, and said like a 200-pound woman, "Brother, brother, you have to protect me for the rest of my life, okay."

"Get lost." Wu Yun pushed Fatty away with a look of disgust.

Li Dao and Du Feixue also had goose bumps all over the floor.

"Fatty, go to hell."

Li Dao pushed the fat man away and said to Wu Yun: "Brother Wu Yun, after discussion, we are not going to ask about your talent and identity. That is your secret. In our hearts, no matter how you practice, we have already regarded you as a brother. If you don't mind, we will get along as brothers in the future. Of course, if you look down on us, then I, Li Dao, will never say anything."

The fat man muttered softly on the side: "Yo, yo, you pushed me away, but you are not showing your loyalty."

Wu Yun laughed and said: "Brother Li, it's too polite to say such things. In the Beast Hunting Mountains, you have been fearless in the face of danger many times and did not abandon me to escape alone. I, Wu Yun, recognize you as brothers."

Then, several people went to the direction of the Spirit Water Pool together.

On the way, Wu Yun reminded Li Dao and others that they must keep secret about what happened yesterday and their own practice.

In fact, Wu Yun was most worried about the fat man, and the fat man also swore repeatedly to promise that he would never say anything nonsense.

Soon, the group arrived at the location of the spiritual water pool.

This is an empty valley. Once you enter this place, you can immediately feel that the spiritual energy here is much richer than the outside world.

There is a stone-paved path in the valley. On both sides of the path are spiritual water pools of different sizes. Outer disciples are soaking in the pools in groups of three or two.

There are many people who want to exchange spiritual cores, so they have to queue up.

Of course, the fat man will naturally serve the queue.

Wu Yun and the others stood aside and found that although there were many people queuing, most of them only had a few or a dozen spiritual cores.

In front, the person in charge of the exchange was an old man. Wu Yun could not see his cultivation level, but he could feel that this person was unfathomable.

As if seeing Wu Yun's doubts, Li Dao explained in a low voice: "This is the elder of the Alchemy Pavilion. The Spirit Water Pool was created by the people of the Alchemy Pavilion. They use these recycled spirit cores to refine pills."

"Alchemy Pavilion."

Wu Yun was already quite interested in alchemy and refining, but he had never had the opportunity to get involved. If he had the opportunity in the future, he might as well try to join the Alchemy Pavilion.

Soon, it was the fat man's turn.

In the envious eyes of everyone, the fat man took out three storage rings and poured out more than 200 spirit cores.

The more than 200 spirit cores instantly covered the wooden table in front of the old man.

The surrounding disciples were drooling and envious.

"Isn't this Wu Feifei? How did he hunt so many spirit cores?"

"What's going on? Is this fat guy lucky? There's actually a Sea Transformation Realm Spirit Core in it. Isn't this fat guy only at the sixth level? What's going on?"

"..."

Those many spirit cores were thrown out at once, and even the elder of the Alchemy Pavilion couldn't help but look at the fat guy a few more times.

In his memory, people who can take out so many spirit cores at once are more or less famous in the outer sect, but he has never seen this fat guy.

The fat guy enjoyed this envious look, but Wu Yun suddenly felt something was wrong.

He stepped forward and said, "Elder, please exchange it quickly. We are in a hurry to soak in the spiritual water pool."

The elder glanced at Wu Yun and counted all the spirit cores on the table and put them into the storage ring.

However, what Wu Yun was worried about finally happened.

Suddenly, one of the envious disciples next to him walked out, pointed at the storage ring in the fat guy's hand, and said, "Isn't this Brother Bai Lin's storage ring? How come it's in your hand, fat guy, how did you get it?"

The people around him also followed suit, and for a while, the scene began to become chaotic.

Wu Yun secretly said, "It's bad." He only heard the fat man say, "What does it have to do with you? I picked it up. What? Don't you agree? If you don't agree, go pick one up too."

For all this, the old man scolded, "Shut up, noisy." Then he looked at the fat man, "How to exchange it?"

After being yelled at by him, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. The majesty of the elders of the Alchemy Pavilion was definitely not something that these outer disciples dared to shake.

"Four parts, divided equally."

The fat man stretched out four fingers.

Then, the old man handed the fat man four jade cards, each of which showed a countdown of 500 minutes.

After taking the jade cards, the fat man pushed away the crowd of onlookers around him nonchalantly, and said as he walked, "Don't look at me like that. I'm just a legend."

At the same time, Wu Yun found that two people in the crowd hurriedly ran away.

Wu Yun frowned and followed the fat man.

What is coming will come eventually.

At the same time, Li Jianfeng's room.

An outer disciple was reporting to him, "Senior Brother Li, Bai Lin is dead. It seems that he was killed by a demon beast."

Supreme Martial God Technique