Sword Dao Alchemy

"That's a good place. The fighting power developed in that kind of place is the real fighting power. The usual quarrels with each other are just good-looking and have little to do with the fighting power. It's too exaggerated!"

Lin Yun shouted excitedly when he heard the wonders of this blood refining dojo.

Seeing Lin Yun's happy face, Murong Long felt that Lin Yun was a weirdo.

Although the Blood Refining Dojo was a good place for training, it was too bloody and a real scene.

Some people enter once, and although their lives are still there, their souls are lost inside, and they become crazy when they come out. From then on, the person is useless.

Therefore, for most sect disciples, it is a frightening and disgusting place.

Coupled with the high cost, the Blood Refining Dojo is the most deserted place among the three holy places.

"Senior Brother Lin! You are so young, why do you need to go to a place like that? With your talent, you can still become famous in the Canglan Sect without entering the Blood Refining Dojo for ten or eight years!" Murong Long still advised kindly. road.

Lin Yun is also one of his trademarks, which cannot be destroyed easily.

Otherwise, he would really have become the "genius killer" secretly rumored by the Elite Academy.

"Thank you for your kindness! But! It takes ten or eight years to grow so much, which is too slow for me. What's more, becoming famous in Canglan Sect is nothing. I can't just see things through your eyes. Lin Yun smiled lightly.

Murong Long was speechless, Lin Yun's words were a bit arrogant, and he even looked down upon him.

"But, Senior Brother Lin, you'd better think twice. The other two places are good, but in this Blood Refining Dojo, when something went wrong, someone once died inside without being rescued. They were also famous in the sect. What a genius!" Murong Long still wanted to stop Lin Yun.

"Needless to say, I have made up my mind! Besides, when we entered the ruins of the Earth Spirit Clan, there was no guarantee for our survival, but I still went in without hesitation. Why is this?" Lin Yun sneered. .

Murong Long didn't know what to say, but it was obvious that Lin Yun had gone to places where there was no guarantee, let alone this place where there was guarantee.

As for "why" Lin Yun asked, he couldn't answer it.

Lin Yun is a weird person who cannot be guessed by common sense. This question is also difficult to answer.

"Senior Brother Lin, for the righteousness of the sect, you don't care about life and death. A place like the Natural Blood Refining Dojo is just normal." Murong Long could only say flattery.

"Okay! Don't talk about these useless things. Take out all your inventory. I will make those things play their maximum role." Lin Yun ordered.

Lin Yun decided to make use of the resources in Murong Cave.

"Okay." Murong Long responded helplessly. He didn't expect to receive a disciple, but he didn't get any benefits and still had to build things by himself. It was really sad.

Murong Long quickly took out many things from the treasures stored on his body.

Most of them were martial arts and martial arts. There were very few elixirs and elixirs, and Lin Yun didn't like them either.

Lin Yun cared about very few Symphony Gold God Coins, only tens of thousands. Including his own, if he entered the Yunlan Sutra Cave once and then entered the others, there would be no more.

"You only have this little wealth?" Lin Yun was very surprised.

"Senior Brother Lin, I just teach my disciples to live their lives. Moreover, in order to keep my title as a famous teacher, I have to constantly deal with some people. Do you think it is easy for me to take you under my name? ." Murong Long said very embarrassedly.

"Understood!" Lin Yun nodded and asked, "Then how much contribution do you have?"

Murong Long: "My contribution points are now less than 10,000 points. You know, the sect only allocates me 800 contribution points every month. A disciple of your level only has 50 contribution points a month."

"Usually when I get contribution points, I basically exchange them for some of the sect's scarce resources. After this, I can't save much every month. It's not easy to be able to save nearly 10,000 points now. ”

"That's it! It seems like it's unrealistic to rely on the contribution points given by the sect to enter those three places." Lin Yun sighed.

"That's indeed the case. Therefore, Senior Brother Lin, you should practice your practice down-to-earth and don't think about such things." Murong Long took the opportunity to persuade him again.

How many passionate young people are so ambitious that they want to do this or that, but they won't listen to anyone's advice.

However, when faced with financial difficulties, everyone lowered their heads.

How could Lin Yun lower his head and say with a faint smile: "Why don't I want to? I'm just short of money and need to contribute. I can earn it."

Murong Long: "Senior Brother Lin! Yes! You have to make money, but the wealth and contribution points in the sect are not easy to make! For cultivators like us, there are not many ways to make money."

"So, everyone usually mainly earns contribution points. However, the sect is afraid that the disciples will do unrealistic things and take risks for the sake of contribution points. There are restrictions on the tasks that disciples of corresponding realms can do."

"Senior Brother Lin, you are only a member of the Holy Emperor. You can only get 500 contribution points for completing the highest task. Moreover, even a task of 500 contribution points is difficult to complete. The difficulty is not high, but it is complicated. It’s time consuming!”

"Since it's hard to earn contribution points, then make money!" Lin Yun heard Murong Long say this and gave up the idea of ​​earning contribution points.

The highest task is only 500, how long will it take to earn 50,000? Moreover, he had to go in more than once.

Don't waste your time on earning contribution points.

What's more, I'm a little lazy.

"Making money? That's even harder!" Murong Long exclaimed.

"Don't worry about that." Lin Yun certainly had his own plan, which was to make pills and sell them.

After all, he was still an amazing Saint Alchemist.

As Lin Yun spoke, he picked up the oldest book that Murong Long had taken out.

"Tai Chi Blood Soul Sword!"

It was still a divine skill, although it was only the lowest level divine skill, but Murong Long was able to possess it, which was enough to show that Murong Long's family background was still a bit profound.

Seeing Lin Yun pick up the Tai Chi Blood Soul Sword, Murong Long's eyes lit up and said, "This is what my ancestors left behind, but I am stupid and can't understand it at all. Brother Lin, if you can get something, explain it to me."

Lin Yun didn't say anything, just turned the page.

However, the content inside was not what Lin Yun liked, and it was a copy. Although it was a copy of a very high level, it didn't interest Lin Yun.

Lin Yun turned a few pages and was about to let it go when he saw a crumpled piece of paper sandwiched between the pages.

The paper was older than the book, and there were four ancient characters on it.

"Black Swan and Golden Core!"

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