The First Saint of Alchemy

Fang Xuan bowed and said politely: "The Heavenly Chosen Secret Realm is about to open. Wen Ding wants to apply for some places to enter the secret realm. I wonder if the Seventh Elder has any way? I hope you can give me some advice."

Huang Xian said proudly: "The Heavenly Chosen Secret Realm only has 10,000 places each time. After allocating them to the major families, there are only 500 places left.

There are at least 80,000 people from the Northern Spirit Realm who come to the Huang Clan to ask for places.

If you want a place, you must show your sincerity."

Fang Xuan smiled slightly: "The Huang Clan is the best in the world in external training. We have collected treasures suitable for external training.

A thousand kilograms of nebula sand for a place, and a hundred green-tailed tiger bones for a place. How about it?"

Huang Xian's eyes lit up. Nebula sand is a top-grade material for laying the foundation of external skills, and green-tailed tiger bones have a significant effect on strength. These two things are of extraordinary value.

"Do you have everything with you?" Huang Xian asked.

"Yes." Fang Xuan nodded.

"Take it out and check the goods." Huang Xian patted the table to indicate.

"A total of fifteen places can be exchanged. Please have a look, Elder Seven." Fang Xuan handed over a storage bag.

Huang Xian took it and checked the items inside. When he found that the number was correct, he put away the storage bag and said with satisfaction: "Put down the things, but the places are precious. I can't give you an exact number of places for your things. I will notify you after the research results are out."

"Seventh Elder, we Wen Ding collected these materials and spent a lot of effort. If I can't bring back a definite number, I can't explain to the gang. I hope that Elder Seven will understand." Fang Xuan said earnestly.

"This is the rule of Zhatian Valley. If Gang Leader Fang is not satisfied, please go back." Huang Xian said impatiently.

"Please give me an estimated value, Elder Seven, so that I can have a bottom line in my heart." Fang Xuan said politely: "These green-tailed tiger bones are given to Elder Seven by Wen Ding. I hope that our two families can cooperate for a long time."

After that, Fang Xuan took out a box and opened it. There were thirty green-tailed tiger bones inside.

Huang Xian smiled and accepted the tiger bone without any reservations. He then said, "We have channels to obtain the materials you gave us. They are not rare for us.

We can give you five places in total!"

Fang Xuan frowned and said, "You are sincere enough to compete for the title. Our bottom line is fifteen places. Seventh Elder, please consider it again."

"Four!" Huang Xian said unhappily, "If you think it's too much, you can lower it again!"

Yu Juechen said, "Since Zhatian Valley is so insincere, we won't exchange it. Give us back the things!"

"Three!" Huang Xian was unmoved and just raised three fingers.

Yu Juechen laughed in anger, "Are you going to give us back after you have deducted all the points?"

"Two!" Huang Xian retracted one finger.

Yang Jiayi said unceremoniously, "What do you mean by two for one? Give us back the things. We won't exchange them!"

"One!" Huang Xian retracted another finger.

Yang Jiayi was furious, slammed the table and shouted: "Stop playing crazy and stupid, give us our things back, don't you understand?"

"Who do you think you are? How dare you shout here?" The seventh elder glared, and his tall body suddenly stood up, leaped in front of Yang Jiayi, pinched Yang Jiayi's neck with his left hand, and his right hand as big as a palm fan was like a storm, slapping Yang Jiayi's face, even hitting a phantom.

Blood and teeth flew out of Yang Jiayi's mouth, but Huang Xian showed no sign of stopping.

"Zheng!"

Yu Juechen did not hesitate, even though his dantian could not use spiritual energy, he still drew his sword, and a sword light struck Huang Xian like lightning.

"Ding!"

A spear appeared in Huang Xian's hand at some point, blocking Yu Juechen's sword, and then the spear stabbed Yu Juechen's heart again.

Yu Juechen hurriedly defended, but when the sword and the spear collided, he immediately felt the disparity in power.

His hand went numb, and the sword slipped out of his hand, falling to the ground with a clang.

Huang Xian snorted coldly, swept his spear, and went straight to Yu Juechen's throat.

Yu Juechen felt a chill in his heart, and just as he was panicking, a golden light flashed, and a whip instantly entangled Huang Xian.

After saving Yu Juechen, Fang Xuan immediately released the whip and said quickly: "Seventh Elder, I am sorry for the offense, please forgive me! We can be considered as acquaintances without fighting, so let's count as four places!"

Huang Xian sneered: "Your quota has been deducted, where else can there be a quota?

Wen Ding is so bold, not only disrespectful to the elders of Zhatian Valley, but also dared to draw his sword against them, which is to declare war on Zhatian Valley!

In this case, then stay in Zhatian Valley forever!

Come on, kill these two people! This one has wasted his cultivation, and beat him out of the mountain gate!"

Several guards immediately rushed over, surrounded the three people, and subdued them in a few moves.

"Seventh Elder, we don't want the quota anymore. Wen Ding owes you another ten thousand catties of nebula sand and a thousand green-tailed tiger bones. Please show mercy, Seventh Elder!" Fang Xuan shouted.

"Kill!" Huang Xian ordered without hesitation.

"Ten times!" Fang Xuan shouted again as he saw the people of the Huang Clan raising their long knives and trying to chop off his brother's head.

"Stop!" Huang Xian waved his hand to stop the guards, and said with interest: "Can Wen Ding take out these things?"

"You can write an IOU!" Fang Xuan said in a deep voice.

Huang Xian thought about it, and the spear in his hand scratched Yang Jiayi and Yu Juechen several times, cutting their tendons in their hands and feet, and they collapsed to the ground.

Yu Juechen and Yang Jiayi were also tough guys. Although they were shaking with pain, they didn't say a word.

"Hang these two people on the tree in the front yard to remind others that this is the fate of offending the Huang Clan!" Huang Xian ordered, and then turned to look at Fang Xuan and said:

"If you can't gather 100,000 jin of nebula sand and 10,000 green-tailed tiger bones within half a month, then come and collect their bodies!"

"Please treat my brothers well, Fang will definitely arrive!" Fang Xuan said, and rode on the green crane to leave.

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Xuanqingjian.

Tang Yan, wearing the Hidden Heaven Clothes, lurked in the valley where the battle was fought.

Seeing that there were actually two Zhu Jingkongs on the battlefield, and there was only one monarch and eight kings on the opposite side, Tang Yan couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Is the fighting power of the Lingwu clan so terrifying?

In the field.

One of Zhu Jingkong, brazenly raised his knife and rushed towards Wei Jianqing.

Wei Jianqing couldn't be sure whether Zhu Jingkong was real or fake for a while, but he knew that Zhu Jingkong's forced improvement of his cultivation and the use of such a great puppet technique would undoubtedly cost a lot and would not last long.

Especially after the puppets were broken up, Zhu Jingkong would definitely be hurt.

If he attacks with all his strength, Zhu Jingkong will definitely fight with his real body if he wants to leave here alive, and then the puppet will not pose a threat to the king-level warriors in Medicine Valley.

Bang!

After one sword.

Zhu Jingkong's figure was hit by the sword energy and disappeared again!

Wei Jianqing's eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly looked at the king-level subordinates, just in time to see three more people falling to the ground with blood flowing from all seven orifices.

"Old Wei, don't worry, I will kill you after I kill these king-levels!" Zhu Jingkong laughed loudly, and then one of the figures rushed towards Wei Jianqing.