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Chapter 211 Five thousand contribution points

As a treasure refiner, in terms of perception, he has the blessing of mind power and soul power. Lin Mu has an advantage that ordinary people cannot reach. Under the Tianhua Realm, he can sense any realm of anyone.

And the old man in front of him was like a mortal, with no spiritual energy fluctuations in his body. Is it possible for the Lanwu family to appear in useless mortals? Naturally, it is impossible. The only explanation is that this old man is a master.

"Young people, be calm. In the path of cultivation, calmness is the key. All things are natural. Breathe more morning air, look at the bright sunshine, and experience the natural states. Young people today are too impatient."

The old man said lazily, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was telling Lin Mu. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his whole body was in an ancient well. Under the reflection of the rising sun, he seemed to die at any time, and seemed to have supreme vitality.

Lin Mu nodded secretly. This was a state of mind that he could not understand yet, but the old man's words were natural and imprinted in his mind.

After a while, the old man slowly moved his body and stretched his waist, as if he was very comfortable, but it seemed that he had not finished it.

The old man slowly stood up from the rattan chair, and the aura that was originally like stagnant water suddenly changed. The spiritual energy circled and danced around him like a vast ocean, rising step by step, and finally stayed at the level of the seventh level of the Condensation Yuan Realm.

"The seventh level of the Ningyuan Realm?"

Lin Mu saw it clearly this time, but he always felt that this was not the old man's true strength.

"You come to exchange for the contribution point and follow me to the main hall."

The old man spoke, his voice no longer lazy, but rather strong. His originally turbid eyes were also bright and bright, which was completely different from the half-dead shape before.

"They all call me Mr. Feng, you call me Mr. Feng, Lin Mu, what treasures do you bring to exchange for contribution points?"

Old Feng looked at Lin Mu with a smile.

"I have some spiritual treasures here, please check out how much contribution points are."

Lin Mu said, waved his hand and heard a whirlpool, and ten spiritual treasures suddenly floated in the air in this empty palace.

"The Yuan-level middle-grade spiritual treasure, huh? It's just the Yuan-level lower-grade spiritual treasure, which can reach such a level. Ten spiritual treasures are exactly the same, and are from one person's hands."

Old Feng's eyes lit up suddenly. It was obvious that even with his mood, he was shocked, but immediately, Old Feng returned to normal.

"These spiritual treasures? You have refined them by yourself."

Mr. Feng looked at Lin Mu with bright eyes.

Lin Mu was stunned. He didn't know why the old man in front of him determined that these spiritual treasures were from his own hands, but under that bright eyes, he actually felt like he was seen through.

"Yes, these spiritual treasures are from the hands of disciples."

Lin Mu spoke frankly and said frankly.

"Haha, I didn't expect that there would be a treasure genius in this foreign tribe."

Mr. Feng smiled and seemed to have guessed it long ago, but was not surprised.

"Old Feng, look at the value of these spiritual treasures and how much contribution points are"

Lin Mu asked.

"Although it is a low-grade Yuan-level spiritual treasure, it has a power that is not weaker than the medium-grade Yuan-level spiritual treasure. I will give you the value of the average Yuan-level medium-grade spiritual treasure. One spiritual treasure is five hundred contribution points, and these ten items are five thousand contribution points. What do you think?"

Feng Laodao.

So many! Lin Mu couldn't help but be stunned. He was promoted to a first-class disciple and only received a hundred contribution points. Unexpectedly, he could get five thousand contribution points by practicing ten spiritual treasures, which was really beyond his expectations.

However, we can also see the preciousness of the spiritual treasure, but I don’t know how many treasures these 5,000 contribution points can be exchanged for.

"Everything is all about the wind"

Lin Mu naturally had no objection, and Lingbao was nothing to him.

"Well, bring your identity jade tag"

Old Feng stretched out his dry palm, Lin Mu took out his identity jade token as he spoke. He held the old Feng in his hand, and saw that his hand was shining brightly, and then handed the identity jade token to Lin Mu.

Lin Mu's spiritual sense swept over the jade plaque and clearly felt a row of golden numbers appearing inside the jade plaque, which was the five thousand contribution points.

"Thank you, Mr. Feng, I've said goodbye"

Lin Mu put away his identity jade token, turned around and wanted to leave. Suddenly he thought of something, and clasped his fists at Mr. Feng again and said, "Please also ask Mr. Feng to keep the secret of the treasure refiner for Lin Mu for the time being."

"Don't worry, I never ask about family affairs."

After hearing what Mr. Feng said, Lin Mu was relieved. Because of the secret hiding, he didn't want to enter the inner tribe yet. If his identity as a treasure refiner was exposed, he might be immediately absorbed into the inner tribe.

After Lin Mu left, Mr. Feng looked at his back that was constantly moving away, stroked his beard with his hands, and a thoughtful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The Treasure Pavilion is not far from the contribution point. Lin Mu left the Contribution Hall and went directly to the Treasure Pavilion.

There is no distinction between the Contribution Hall, but this treasure pavilion is separate. The treasure pavilion of the outer tribe and the treasure pavilion of the inner tribe are established in the district.

A huge cave was built on the hillside of a not-so-tall mountain in the center of the foreign race. The stone gate of the cave was wide open, and there was not even a guard at the door.

In theory, the Treasure Pavilion is the most important place for a force, and it should have many defenses. However, this is Tianmai Mountain and the Lanwu family. If anyone who is not opens his eyes wants to pay attention to the Treasure Pavilion, wouldn’t it be unhappy for him?

Before Lin Mu came to the stone gate, he saw that there was no one around and walked in directly.

"Who is coming? Sign up for the name"

A low voice sounded, which scared Lin Mu. Then, a ghostly figure appeared in front of Lin Mu. This was also an old man with a strong cultivation level and had reached the eighth level of the Condensation Yuan Realm.

Generally speaking, only elderly people who are older will take on such positions as guarding the treasure house. Young people cannot do this quiet job.

"Disciple Lin Mu, come and exchange something"

Lin Mu gave a gift and said.

"Get the jade tablet of identity"

The old man's eyes were cold.

Lin Mu took the black jade to the old man to prove his identity.

"What do you want to change"

The old man asked indifferently.

"Switch some Ningyuan Dan"

Lin Mu said.

"How many do you want to exchange for one contribution point for one hundred Condensing Yuan Dan?"

The old man said.

Lin Mu couldn't help but sigh. The Lan Wu family is indeed rich and powerful. For the family, the Ningyuan Pill is probably just a number. A contribution point can be exchanged for one hundred Ningyuan Pills. If he has five thousand contribution points, all of them will be replaced by a Ningyuan Pill, it will be 500,000, which is exactly the same as the estimated value of Benben.

But thinking about it makes me feel relieved. As a giant in Cangzhou, the Lanwu family has many industries under its jurisdiction, and there are wealth everywhere. Not to mention other things, just talking about Lanwu City, the fees paid by the monks entering and leaving every day are enough to be tens of millions.

"Two thousand contribution points, I want to return 200,000 yuan Ningyuan Dan"

Lin Mu said that he was about to be promoted to the third level of Ningyuan Realm, and the consumption would not be too much, but to be promoted from the third level of heaven to the fourth level of heaven, it would take 100,000 yuan, and he had to prepare early.

oh?

The old man let out a light sigh, his expression was a little puzzled. Two thousand contribution points were not so easy for a foreign disciple. Ordinary foreign disciples would use contribution points to exchange for the spiritual treasures, martial arts, and mental techniques they needed. However, this person would exchange for 200,000 Yuan Condensing Pills when he came up, which was a waste.

You should know that there are many ways to earn Ningyuan Dan, but it is much harder to get martial arts that suit you.

"Wait a minute"

The old man responded, turned around and walked towards the treasure pavilion. Lin Mu looked around the treasure pavilion. The place where he was standing was just an open space. There were several portals in the cave, and the old man opened one of them.

Soon, the old man walked out of the portal and held a gray storage bag in his hand.

"This is 200,000 Yuan Condensation Pills, and there are 3,000 contribution points left. You can choose to exchange for a martial art that suits you to practice."

The old man threw the storage bag to Lin Mu, and his attitude towards Lin Mu was better. A first-class disciple could get five thousand contribution points, which was definitely outstanding.

"The disciples need a martial arts skill, I wonder if the elders can take the disciples to see it."
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