Lin Zixuan glanced at the token that the old man forced into his hand, and saw that the wooden token was engraved with the body of a dragon pan sword, but its material was very ordinary, it was the willow wood used by ordinary people, and there was a faint faint trace on the wooden token.
There was a wave of spiritual energy coming out, and it seemed that the carving had just been completed.
Lin Zixuan was a little disgusted and said: "This is too perfunctory."
The old man chuckled, then stared at him, clasping his hands behind his back, pretending to be incomprehensible and said: "It's not about the essence, it's about the usefulness. If you take this thing to Elder Xue, he will definitely treat you as his guest."
"Go, go." The old man waved his hand, signaling him to leave quickly.
"What about my 250 meritorious deeds?" Lin Zixuan asked doubtfully.
The old man was stunned for a moment and touched his shabby beard. He quickly came to his senses and said impatiently: "You are a money-obsessed boy. Bring the card and then go to bother Elder Xue. The old man has to sleep."
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Hearing this, Lin Zixuan rolled his eyes at him, took out the merit card from his bag, and placed it in the old man's outstretched hand. The old man took the card and took out a dazzling green crystal ball from a hidden compartment under the table, and then,
With a skillful technique, he swiped the card into the groove of the crystal ball, and the merit card showed 340, which immediately dimmed. The old man threw it away, then sat on his seat and closed his eyes tightly, as if the world's affairs had nothing to do with him.
Lin Zixuan thanked him, walked out, and then gradually disappeared.
The moment Lin Zixuan left Shang Pavilion, the old man opened his eyes again, a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but it only passed by in a flash, and everything slowly returned to calm.
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The Xuefeng Merit Pavilion is like a palace, built on a mountain peak, with white mist lingering around it, and the entire pavilion disappears and appears under the white mist.
Lin Zixuan climbed up the stone staircase and looked up at the tall pavilion. He saw only the top of the pavilion, the cornices and the glazed tiles on the roof, which were shining with dazzling light under the refraction of the scorching sun. The surrounding walls seemed to be undulating, and the central plaque was written with
There are three big characters "Gongxun Pavilion" engraved on the red lacquer, which is much more prosperous than Shang Pavilion.
Lin Zixuan took a deep breath and walked forward. Two white marble pillars, one high and one low, stood on both sides of the door, like two majestic soldiers. The door sculpted with strange and auspicious beasts was in the color of black gold. When you touch it,
Cold and hard as cold iron.
This kind of material is not unfamiliar to Lin Zixuan. It is the diamond wood used to resist the strong ones in the Blood Soul Realm. With such a structure, the Merit Pavilion will definitely have extraordinary wealth.
Lin Zixuan pushed open the animal-faced door knocker and came face to face with a stone screen with carved patterns. Behind the screen, two people heard the sound and came. They were wearing gray cloaks with python patterns on their arms and on their waists.
Tied with a jade belt with blue patterns.
One of them looked at Lin Zixuan with a serious look on his face, his voice was shallow and condescending, and said: "You come to the Merit Pavilion, but when you accept a task, do you have relevant credentials?"
Another person joked: "You see, this guy's aura is only at the eighth level of vitality. Is he going to accept the task? Clean the interior of the pavilion?"
After saying that, he laughed loudly, and the other person also laughed. You must know that all those who have been to the Merit Pavilion in the past few years are above the Blood Spirit Realm. As for the Blood Spirit Realm, it is generally rare to see it a few times a year. This time they saw it.
, it is inevitable to make fun of it to add some fun to yourself. After all, the job of guarding the Merit Pavilion is too boring.
Lin Zixuan ignored them. He took out the token given by the old man of Shangge from his body, put it flat on his chest, and said: "Certificate? Is this what you are talking about?"
The two of them looked at each other, and then looked at each other, and then said: "Did Elder Shanggemu bring this token to you to find Elder Xue?"
Lin Zixuan's heart skipped a beat and he looked at them in shock.
Another added: "Is this token worth 30 merit?"
Lin Zixuan's mind started to fluctuate, and he thought to himself: "Isn't this a secret? How come they all know it? Besides, isn't this token worth 50 merit points?"
Lin Zixuan's heart sank and he asked: "Isn't this 50 meritorious deeds?"
As soon as Lin Zixuan finished speaking, the two men immediately burst into laughter. Their appearance could not be traced back to the previously serious and orderly guards guarding the pavilion.
"What, you were deceived?" Lin Zixuan's face darkened, and then he remembered the old man's careful look when he handed him the token. Sure enough, he was still too simple and naive.
"Okay, okay, let's take him to see Elder Xue. I can't wait to see Elder Xue's shocked face, haha, ha." The man sat down on the ground and laughed non-stop.
After some time passed, the two men suppressed their smiles, arranged their clothes, and led Lin Zixuan in. They turned a corner and went up several flights of stairs until they came to a gray door. The two men gently knocked on the door.
Knocking on the door, a huge and pure force seeped out from the door, and then the door was slowly opened.
Inside the door, on a table with an orchid texture, there are three dazzling blood seeds, and books are placed in a haphazard manner.
Sitting on the large chair was a grey-haired old man with a ruddy complexion and a pair of piercing charitable eyes. In his strong body, Lin Zixuan could feel that there was terrifying power in it.
The two people stood outside the door with great respect, their eyes wandering and staring at the ground, as if they did not dare to look directly at the old man.
"What's the matter?" A faint voice came out of the old man's mouth, which seemed to contain powerful soul pressure, making everyone unable to breathe smoothly.
"Report...Elder, this person is holding the Elder Mu Token in his hand, saying that he wants to see Elder Xue for something!" the guard said tremblingly.
"Oh?" The old man raised his head and swept across Lin Zixuan's body. A faint suction force sucked the token out of Lin Zixuan's hand and played with it in his palm.
Lin Zixuan was sweating profusely. The force just now gave him no time to react. The pressure brought by the elder in front of him was really strong.
"What do you think? Should I help or not?" the old man looked at Lin Zixuan and said.
Immediately afterwards, more powerful pressure was released, and the two guards fell to the ground. Lin Zixuan used all his strength, but it was still ineffective. After half a second, he fell to the ground.
"This old guy Mu Yun? Do you really think that I am a garbage shelter and send everyone to me?" The old man suddenly changed his face and cursed angrily.
Immediately afterwards, the old man held his hand, and the wooden token instantly turned into powder. The old man lost his pressure, lay down on the chair, and in a calm voice, issued an order to expel guests, saying: "You guys are waiting, leave quickly, if
If you need help, ask that old guy Mu Yun to come to me personally."
The old man patted the sawdust in the palm of his hand. Then, the old man's face changed, and a soul wave penetrated into his mind. His suddenly changed face became more enlightened, and when he was about to speak, he seemed to have seen an incredible scene.
The black and white blood in Lin Zixuan's body was beating, and a soft wave spread all over Lin Zixuan's body. Lin Zixuan's whole body was shaken, and he stood up slowly in front of everyone. His expression was calm, and he bowed down and said respectfully: "Young man Lin Zixuan, I have something to ask of Xue."