"Yuanci Sword Technique, Earth Element Sword Technique, contains all mental techniques below the Sword Yuan realm. A contribution of 1 million is required."
One million contributions, a wry smile appeared on Mo Wen's lips. It really opened his mouth. How many monsters must be killed to collect so many contributions? One million contributions seems to be enough to kill tens of thousands of first-level monsters.
However, in order to prevent spirit sword masters from taking advantage of this loophole, Jiange's rewards for completing tasks of different difficulty for spirit sword masters of different strengths are not fixed. In other words, if a sword gang realm spirit sword master kills a first-level monster,
The contribution value obtained will be greatly discounted, ranging from 10% to 50% discount depending on the level. In other words, an early-stage sword master who kills a first-level low-level monster will get 10 contribution points, but an early-stage sword master will get 10 contribution points.
When the spirit sword master completes this task, he may only receive a small contribution!
Sighing, Mo Wen walked back under the jade jade in the middle of the hall.
After reading the tasks line by line, Mo Wen finally focused on the task at the bottom of the jade jade on the far right.
"Unrestricted mission: Deep sea battlefield. Mission description: Rush to the deep sea frontline outside the territory to resist the demon clan. Reward rules: The basic reward for killing the deep sea demon clan is tripled. Those who persist for ten days will receive an additional reward of 1,000 contribution points, and those who persevere for ten days will receive 10,000 points per month.
If you contribute a few points, you can contribute 100,000 points in a hundred days, and you can contribute a million in a year!"
It’s you!
Although one year is a long time, it is indeed worth the price for a top-notch Earth Sword Art.
Mo Wen pressed the sword command into the groove behind the jade bi's mission, and a dazzling blood light burst out from the jade bi, containing a strong killing aura that poured into the sword command.
The entire hall was attracted by this dazzling bloody light, and hundreds of spirit sword masters with different levels of spiritual sword masters exploded into flames.
"Deep sea battlefield! Someone took over the deep sea battlefield mission?"
"You really don't know how to live or die. Is the deep sea battlefield so easy to master?"
"I guess I'm crazy about money, and I don't think about it. How easy is it to earn contribution points?"
"So many spirit sword masters go to the deep-sea battlefield every year, but how many of them can escape unscathed? Even the ancestors of the Jian Yuan realm cannot be guaranteed to be intact. Sword Veins and Jian Gang are purely cannon fodder. Alas, it's a pity, so
If you are young and practice step by step, you will have the chance to stand out. Young people today just have no patience. How can it be so easy to do it in one step?"
A sword master who was the deacon of the sword pavilion walked up to Mo Wen and said, "Did you take over the deep sea battlefield mission?"
Mo Wen glanced at him and nodded slightly.
The spirit sword master showed a trace of pity and ridicule in his eyes, as if looking at a dead person, and said coldly: "You have ten days to prepare. Come to me in ten days. I will use the teleportation sword array to teleport you to
The superior sword pavilion will then arrange for you to enter the deep sea battlefield."
"I don't need to prepare." Mo Wen said calmly.
The spirit sword master was stunned for a moment, and looked at Mo Wen as if he were sizing up a monster. It was clear from that that there was no need to be so anxious to seek death?
"Well, I will activate the sword formation now to send you away. You come with me."
The spirit sword master took Mo Wen to the back hall of the sword pavilion. A mid-range teleportation sword formation stood alone in the back hall.
"Go in."
A colorful spiritual light flashed, and Mo Wen appeared on another sword platform.
"Another one is here to die, tsk tsk, he's still so young. Little guy, gather here first." A voice came from under the sword platform.
Mo Wen took a closer look and saw that he was a thin, middle-aged man, and his aura clearly suggested that he was a late-stage Jian Gang spiritual sword master.
Mo Wen jumped off the sword platform and walked over, and found that besides this middle-aged man, there were several spirit sword masters sitting cross-legged on the floor not far away.
The middle-aged man pointed at the few spirit sword masters who were sitting cross-legged and meditating: "Wait there first. It will be your turn in three days. You can move around in the sword pavilion and do more in these days.
Be prepared, but you are not allowed to leave the sword pavilion. If you have any last words, it is best to explain them first. Ancient Spirit Sword Pavilion will be responsible for your funeral affairs."
Mo Wen frowned, this middle-aged spirit sword master was really not ordinary, and he was so verbose that he wanted to be punched, and he said it as if he was going to die. But in the end, Mo Wen did not talk to this middle-aged spirit sword master.
With general knowledge, he walked to the Spirit Sword Masters who were sitting cross-legged.
Those people didn't seem to be interested in Mo Wen's arrival at all. At most, they raised their eyelids for a glance, and then continued to meditate with their eyes closed. Mo Wen looked at these people. There were five people in total, two were in the late stage of Jianmai and one was in the late stage.
The sword veins were perfect and one was in the early stage of sword strength. To Mo Wen's surprise, the last one was only in the early stages of sword veins. Such a level of cultivation was equivalent to just entering the ranks of spirit sword masters. A random monster with an open mind in the deep sea.
There are no beasts that he can deal with.
Mo Wen took a look at this person specifically and found that he was actually a boy younger than him. He looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. The childishness on his face had not completely taken off. His face was sallow, his figure was extremely thin, and his appearance was only
He is said to be handsome, but he is just an ordinary young man who cannot be more ordinary.
As if feeling Mo Wen's gaze, the young man raised his head, with a trace of vigilance in his cold eyes.
Seeing the young man's gaze, Mo Wen's heart skipped a beat. Something deep in his heart was touched. This look, this gaze, seemed to have lasted for a long time after he was seriously injured and comatose in the Lingyu Sword Sect for three years.
They all have this look.
This is a person with a story. Mo Wen made a judgment at a glance. However, he only expressed concern. Although he was curious about the boy's story, he was not absolutely sure. He had his own things to do and didn't want to get into trouble, so he was very worried.
He quickly calmed down.
There were still three days to wait, so Mo Wen thought for a while and walked out of the teleportation hall.
It is similar to the layout of Ancient Spirit Sword Pavilion on Gu Meng Island. Beyond the teleportation hall is the main sword pavilion. However, the four-star sword pavilion is obviously more imposing than the three-star sword pavilion. The area is more than twice as large. The hall is enough
There were thousands of spirit sword masters, and Mo Wen actually felt a few auras of the Sword Origin Realm within them!
Mo Wen walked to a trading platform and asked the receptionist Spirit Sword Master to call up the exchange transaction list published by Jiange.
However, his contribution level is still at a novice level, and the list that can be seen is the most common first-level items.
Frowning, Mo Wen placed a sword bag on the platform: "Exchange all these demon pills into contribution points."
The receiving spirit sword master picked up the sword pouch and took a look at it. His eyes suddenly bulged, and the contempt he showed immediately subsided and was replaced by a respectful tone: "Please wait a moment."
The world of Spirit Sword Masters is such a reality, everything is based on strength. When Mo Wen picked up the sword order from the trading ban, there were already 10,000 more contribution points on it, and the color of the aura released also changed from white to white.
For black color, reach the two-star level.
Inside the sword pouch was the demon pill presented to him by Yang Hua and other city lords when he first came to Ancient Dream Island. There were more than 2,000 pills for first-level monsters, and there were even several pills for lower-level second-order monsters. It proved that it was best to kill monsters.
The best evidence is the demon elixir of the demon beast, this thing cannot be faked at all.
Mo Wen waved his hand and put the sword bag away again. The demon pill inside had been imprinted with special spiritual energy and could not be authenticated a second time.
When he opened the exchange transaction list again, there was several times more information.dd