Chapter Thirteen: The First-Rank Heavenly Star Sword
Han Feng knew that the day for the outer sect's disciples to enter the inner sect's examination was approaching, so he did not stay any longer and prepared to return to the family. He quickly dodged toward the outskirts of the Purple Prison Mountains.
When I go to the outskirts of the Purple Prison Mountains, I often see some family members who have just come in for training. They all look nervous, and some even tremble when they hear the roar of a monster.
Han Feng smiled slightly, wasn't he the same as them when he first came in? If Han Feng was given another chance to choose, he would still be like this, because he had no choice, either to achieve innate talent, or to die in this endless purple
In the Prison Mountains!
In Tianwu City, Han Feng saw that there were more people than before. They were all young boys. Han Feng knew that most of these were the descendants of the family's sect who had come back to prepare for the assessment. Some of them
Their expressions were serious, some were worried, and a few looked proud, but these had nothing to do with Han Feng. All he wanted was to enter the inner sect, and anyone who stood in his way would be killed with one word!
When Han Feng returned to his family, he did not go to Han Lie's house immediately. Instead, he came to a shop. As soon as he walked in, he saw a fat middle-aged man sitting at the counter, looking lazy. When he saw Han Feng come in
, without even looking at it, he said with a somewhat contemptuous expression, "What do you want to buy or exchange for contribution points?"
Han Feng didn't care, and just said lightly, "I'm here in exchange for contribution points."
After saying that, he took out a heavy baggage and put it on the counter. The shopkeeper stood up impatiently and opened the baggage. However, after taking a look, his eyes immediately widened and his hands were shaking.
He no longer had the disdain he had just now, and said with a respectful expression, "Would you like to exchange these for contribution points? The prices in my store are fair, and I will never give up any contribution points, so you can rest assured."
Han Feng just nodded and said, "Please give me a price! I'm in a hurry."
The middle-aged man nodded quickly and started to count, "First-level low-level spiritual grass" "Soul Pregnant Grass" twenty contribution points, first-level low-level monster "Yuntianmang" Snake Skin forty contribution points... These are!"
The shopkeeper, who was counting the value of the items, became more and more frightened as he looked at them. When he finally saw a few items, he was actually stunned.
He looked at Han Feng in astonishment, his expression seemed to be very surprised, but Han Feng still looked calm and calm, so he didn't ask any more questions and continued to count, "Late First-Order Demonic Beast" Golden Arm
Ape's hand bone, one hundred and seventy contribution points, the fur of the first-order late-stage monster "Cloud Chasing Leopard", one hundred and ninety-five contribution points, the first-order advanced spiritual grass "Ice Magic Grass" two hundred and fifty contribution points
point…〃
After doing some counting, the shopkeeper took a deep breath and seemed to be trying to calm down his mood. This was probably the biggest business he had ever taken over. He said with a flattering look on his face, "I've already finished the counting. This place is worth three thousand in total."
Nine hundred contribution points, look at the price..."
Han Feng showed a smile. This harvest was much higher than he expected. The shopkeeper did not cheat him. In fact, not all of this was obtained by Han Feng himself. Many of them came from the Dongfang family and the Nie family.
It was scraped from the body of the disciples of the outer sect.
Han Feng sighed in his heart, no wonder so many people like to kill people and grab treasures. This wealth comes so fast. He has only done it twice, and he has accumulated nearly 4,000 contribution points. Four thousand points! Most disciples of the outer sect can save it for a lifetime.
Not that many.
Han Feng put aside his thoughts and said to the shopkeeper, "The price is very reasonable, I will exchange it all for contribution points!"
The shopkeeper's chubby face showed a smile, his expression looked very funny. He said with a flattering smile to Han Feng, "Please show me your family ID card, and I will put the contribution points on your ID card."
The family identity card is a symbol that proves the identity of the family. Any baby born in the family will be issued an identity card by the family, which can only be used by the person. The identity card can also store contribution points, which is extremely convenient.
Han Feng took out his ID card and handed it to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment after taking the ID card because the contribution points displayed on the ID card were zero points. However, his expression quickly returned to normal. He didn't have anyone like Han Feng.
It's rare. Some disciples from outside the family don't come back for several years once they leave. There are also many who come back in exchange for contribution points after harvesting a certain amount of items.
The shopkeeper took out his identity card again and crossed it with Han Feng's identity card. A burst of light flashed and Han Feng's identity card had an additional number of 3,900 points.
The shopkeeper handed the ID card back to Han Feng and asked expectantly, "Do you have anything else to sell?"
After hearing what the shopkeeper said, Han Feng pondered for a while, then took off the three Xuan Bings on his back, put the Xuan Bing that Han Lie gave him on his back again, and took the other two first-level low-grade Xuan Bings.
Jian said to the shopkeeper, "What's the price of these two swords?"
The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, he took the two swords and looked at them, saying, "Two first-level low-grade mysterious weapons, five hundred contribution points, what do you think?"
Han Feng nodded. Not only was the price not low, but it was on the high side. Generally, a first-level low-grade mysterious weapon can be sold for 230 contribution points, which is considered high. This shopkeeper is willing to pay 250 points.
Contribution Point accepted these two mysterious weapons just because he wanted to please Han Feng. Such a big customer can be said to be rare in a hundred years. If he can form a good relationship with him, it will be of great benefit to the shopkeeper.
Harmful.
Han Feng also knew what the shopkeeper meant, and handed over the identity card and two mysterious weapons again. When he took the identity card again, Han Feng looked at the 4,400 contribution points inside, and sighed in his heart. He was so poor back then.
, now I have some wealth.
Han Feng looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Do you have a mysterious weapon here? I want a sword!"
Han Feng was just asking. He didn't think that this small shop could have any high-level mysterious weapons, even a first-level mid-level weapon.
The shopkeeper was startled at first, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face. He knew that the other party was able to sell the first-order low-grade Xuanbing, which meant that what he wanted was at least the first-order mid-grade Xuanbing, and the first-order mid-grade Xuanbing.
Although the soldiers are scarce, he happens to have a few here.
The shopkeeper said excitedly, "Yes, yes, please wait a moment."
After saying that, the shopkeeper hurriedly ran to the back. Seeing him like this, Han Feng couldn't help but start to look forward to it. Maybe he was lucky and happened to encounter a high-level mysterious weapon?
It didn't take long for the shopkeeper to come out with a few Xuan Weapons wrapped in cloth. He opened the cloth and found four fluorescent Xuan Weapons lying there quietly. They were all first-level weapons.
This made Han Feng a little surprised.
Han Feng picked up a few Xuan Weapons and looked at them, but after looking at them for a while, he shook his head and put them down again. He said to the fat shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, if your best Xuan Weapons are like this, I don't think I can
You need to keep reading."
After Han Feng finished speaking, he pretended to leave. The shopkeeper behind him looked anxious and hesitant, but finally gritted his teeth and said, "Wait a minute, I have a better one here!"
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