Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 463: Exchange Hall

There are three places where Shang Qingzong is the most prosperous, a mission hall, where you must go to publish missions or receive missions. One is the palace of the monk, where many strong men often go there to open the altar, which has an unspeakable temptation for the monks.

The last place is the Exchange Hall.

As the name suggests, this place is a place where you can redeem the gods sold by Shang Qingzong. Whether it is the highest-level gods, or extremely cheap things, they must come here to exchange them.

For this reason, Ling Xian left the Dongfu in the Dongfang Wall and came here in person.

And what he exchanged is naturally the highest inheritance of the Shangqing sect, the Shangqing mentality.

Although there are a lot of gods on the exchange system, all of them make him tempted. However, what he is most interested in is this extremely powerful and unparalleled method.

It is said that this mental method was not created by the ancestors of the Shang Qing Dynasty, but originated from a peerless powerhouse. Of course, this is just a rumor and has not been confirmed.

However, the tyranny of this mental method is recognized by Yuezhou. Although it is only a practice mental method, and there is no record of any divine channel method, once it is cultivated, it can make the cultivator reborn and become more powerful.

While in the illusion, Ling Xian always wanted to practice this mental technique. It's a pity that the senior officials of the Shang Qing Sect knew that he was destined to be taken away by Yu Wuxiu's aptitude, and did not give him the Shang Qing mentality at all.

Because he hasn't made up enough contribution points, naturally, there is no way to redeem it.

So, when he came to Shangqingzong again, he had already set two tasks for himself.

One is to wait for the opportunity to take away the great opportunity that appeared in the Shangqing Sect, and the other is the Shangqing Mind.

Two goals, he will finish it to the death!

At this moment, the sun is setting, and it is already evening.

A magnificent hall sits on the ground, like a creeping ancient fierce beast, giving people a heavy and serious feeling.

There is a constant flow of people in front of the main hall, and even if it is late, there are still many monks coming in and out. From this we can see how attractive this hall is to the monks of the Shang Qing sect.

No way, this is the richest place in the Shang Qing Dynasty. Everyone has imagined that if this place could be looted, it would be great.

Ling Xian is no exception.

He fantasized more than once and ransacked the Exchange Hall. But it is a pity, unless it is when he is strong enough to destroy the Qing Sect, otherwise there is no possibility at all.

"I really want to put you in a storage bag and take you away directly."

Standing at the door of the exchange hall, Ling Xian couldn't help but let out a sigh. Then, he took a step forward and went straight in.

I saw that the hall was very wide, divided into three areas. One is only for cultivators above the pill formation, one is for cultivators in the foundation-building period, and the last is only for cultivators in the Qi-refining period.

With the cultivation base of this clone of Lingxian, he can only enter the area of ​​the refining period.

So, he walked straight into the place belonging to the monk during the Qi Refining Period, and saw ten counters right in front of him, which were the exchange windows.

In front of each window, there was a long line, swept over it, there were hundreds of people, to say nothing.

"There is no way, I have to queue up."

With a helpless sigh, Ling Xian randomly selected a window, and then walked to the back of the team, waiting with peace of mind.

In this way, time passed bit by bit, and after about half an hour, it was finally his turn.

When he saw this, Ling Xian smiled faintly, took out his token from his arms, and prepared to exchange it for Shangqing Mind.

However, at this moment, a sturdy man suddenly appeared in front of him and passed his token into the window.

This sudden scene made everyone present stunned, and the woman in charge of the exchange was also stunned, and did not receive this person's token.

"Jump in line?"

Ling Xian raised his brows, a little unhappy. It was the first time that he was cut into the queue, and the person who jumped the queue was still so overbearing, which naturally made him a little bit angry.

But just when he was about to say something, the big man spoke first.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a jump in the queue?"

The big man's face is full of flesh, and there is a scar on his left face, which looks fierce and not easy to provoke.

Everyone frowned, but didn't say anything. Anyway, this incident didn't happen to them. Naturally, they opened one eye and closed one eye.

"Hey, look again and dig out your eyes."

The big man sneered coldly, showing his burnt teeth, and said to the woman inside the counter: "And you, don't be stunned, and quickly exchange it for Lao Tzu."

Hearing this, the woman showed disgust on her face, but seeing that this person was so fierce, she was somewhat awed. Therefore, she stretched out a hand, ready to take this person's token.

But at this moment, a plain word suddenly sounded, making her hand stop in the air subconsciously.

"Slowly."

Ling Xian's expression was calm and he couldn't see the happiness or anger. He patted the shoulder of the big man in front of him, and said: "It's not a good habit to jump in line. I hope you can go to the back and line up obediently."

"Line up?"

The big guy was happy, turned around and looked at the very ordinary man in front of him, and said with disdain: "Boy, I'm waiting in line or jumping in line, will it be your turn to tell me?"

"If you insert someone else's right, then naturally it has nothing to do with me."

Ling Xian spoke lightly, with a cold light in his eyes, and said: "But you are in front of me, which makes me angry."

"What about anger? Can you still kill me?"

The big man smiled contemptuously, looked at Ling Xian's thin body, and said contemptuously: "Boy, it's your honor to be cut in by me. If you dare to say more, don't blame Lao Tzu for disposing of you."

"Honored?"

Ling Xian's eyes were cold, and jumping in the queue itself was a wrong thing, but it became someone else's honor when it came to this person. How arrogant is this?

However, he really doesn't bother to get involved with this kind of stuff. Therefore, he patiently said: "I advise you to give in, otherwise, I can not guarantee what I will do."

"Haha, I laughed so hard at me."

The big man laughed, pointed his finger at Ling Xian, and said in a disdainful tone: "Boy, I'm in a good mood, otherwise you'll be dead at this moment. If you know the truth, you can get rid of me quickly, otherwise I promise you will not see the sun tomorrow."

There are two possibilities for not seeing the sun tomorrow. One is dead, and the other is blind. Either way, it's vicious enough.

This person is arrogant and unreasonable, even if he jumps in the line, but he still looks arrogant. Right now, he threatened Ling Xian again. Anyone would feel angry if he changed it to him.

So Ling Xian was angry.

He looked cold~IndoMTL.com~ Looking at the big man in front of him, he said: "I have given you the opportunity. Since you don't know how to cherish it, don't blame me."

"Boy, you dare to threaten me, I think you are living impatiently."

With a dismissive smile, the big man squeezed his hands together, his bones rang loudly, and said sternly: "If this is the case, then I will fulfill you."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly shot, and a gust of wind stirred up the exclamation of everyone present.

However, facing this person's fierce offensive, Ling Xian did not show the slightest movement. He also slapped a palm, the tenth layer of Qi refining mana burst out, and the big man flew away in an instant.

"Boom!"

After a muffled sound, the hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes subconsciously looked at Ling Xian.

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