People are in Yaowu, starting from the mountain god panel

Chapter 342 Famous

"Junior Brother Li, congratulations for making such a remarkable achievement."

"I do not have."

"Junior brother Li, we should never forget each other even if we are rich or noble."

"I'm not."

"Junior Brother Li, the Tianyao Sect's conspiracy was uncovered, and you are indispensable."

"Don't talk nonsense."

After Ye Changan left the Demon Yu Palace.

I can’t remember how many times I used the triple denial method.

God damn Huo Lianyuan.

He kindly sent first-hand information.

Why do you want to harm me like this?

Ye Changan expressed his displeasure.

Make a name for yourself?

In this world, only idiots think like this.

Compared to the benefit of not knowing when to cash it in, Ye Changan still prefers the actual sense of security.

He immediately decided to take on a mission and go out to avoid the limelight.

Otherwise, if the crazy people from the Tianyao Sect send someone to assassinate him, Li Hua's identity will not be preserved.

But once outside, it's not certain who will kill whom.

But before going out, Ye Changan still planned to go to the Pill Hall.

The elder of the Alchemy Hall saw that it was the famous Ye Changan, and his attitude was obviously much gentler than that of other disciples.

This may be one of the few benefits of being famous.

Ye Changan immediately stated his intention: "Elder, I wonder if there are any waste elixirs for sale in the elixir palace?"

The elder of the elixir palace was stunned. He did not expect Ye Changan to be interested in waste elixirs.

The so-called waste elixirs are naturally the elixirs discarded after the alchemist failed to refine them.

Those elixirs have not yet been formed, so they have almost no medicinal properties.

Some are even unidentified and highly toxic.

Therefore, except for some alchemists who study elixirs, most people are not interested in useless elixirs.

If it were someone else, the elder would not say much.

But the person who asked today was Ye Changan. He kindly reminded: "This is useless. If you want to learn alchemy, I can help you recommend someone."

Ye Changan waved his hands repeatedly: "Elder, I'm just curious."

Taking waste pills was too shocking, so he could only find an excuse.

The elder of the Pill Hall was not a stubborn person either. He chuckled and said, "I have a few waste pills here, just take them."

Ye Changan took the waste pill, his eyes shining brightly.

The values ​​​​on these waste pills are as much as two hundred.

His suspicion was confirmed.

Turning waste into treasure!

This plug-in is really useful.

Ye Changan: "Elder, do you have any extra waste elixirs there?"

The elder thought for a moment: "There are quite a few waste elixirs, maybe four to five hundred more."

Ye Changan was ecstatic, and he pretended to be calm: "Elder, I am willing to buy it with ten points of merit."

The elder of the Pill Palace laughed: "Old Man Huo and I have an old relationship. He has made great achievements and treated us to several immortal banquets."

"Your contribution is indispensable for this. Just think of these waste elixirs as my food money."

With that said, he took out a brochure bag from his arms and threw it to Ye Changan.

"This contains the waste elixirs that I have accumulated over the years. I will give them to you."

Ye Changan was overjoyed.

He saluted: "Thank you, senior."

These waste elixirs are of no use to other disciples, but they are treasures to him.

Although Huo Lianyuan had screwed him over, he was still of some use.

Ye Changxin took the kit and left the elixir hall with satisfaction.

After he returned to his residence.

Only then did he open his bag of tips.

As soon as he opened the kit, a large pile of useless elixirs appeared in the house.

The kit the elder gave him was a valuable mustard seed weapon.

Such magical means that can pack giant objects into a small container only exist in ancient legends in the Western Cape.

Ye Changan also didn't expect that the elder was so generous that he actually gave him the bag of tips.

The pile of waste pills in front of me adds up to more than 10,000 points of thick earth spirit.

Ye Changan would naturally not be polite.

Only half a day.

All the waste elixirs were eaten by him and turned into soul points of thick soil. "add a bit!"

[Host: Ye Changan]

[Realm: Third Grade (Immortal)]

[Sending Spirit: Jiannan Tiger, Changbai Tiger]

[Supernatural power: Level 3 Jiannan Mountain Opening Technique, Level 10 Extremely Cold, Level 5 Unsalty Mountain Sutra]

[Fitness: 9999/10000]

[Spirit of Thick Earth: 5123.3]

[Feng Yue: Zhongyue 1/100]

Ye Changan looked at the panel and felt richer than ever before.

If I could get two more books of magical powers at this time, tsk tsk, I don’t dare think about it.

It’s more important to earn merit.

Now Ye Changan has gradually integrated into the Western God Sect.

As long as you are careful, you won't be discovered unless you meet a strong person like the deputy sect leader.

The next day.

Before dawn breaks.

Ye Changan arrived at the Hall of Merit early.

The monks had no need to sleep, so the Hall of Merit was still overcrowded.

Ye Changan saw Jiang Xingli in the crowd who had spoken harshly before.

Jiang Xingli hid his figure in the crowd, not as arrogant as before.

However, his eyes were staring at Ye Changan like a poisonous snake.

Ye Changan just glanced at it and didn't care.

He came to the mission wooden sign hanging like stars in the Hall of Merit.

Ye Changan walked straight to a wooden sign and took it off.

This was a task he had already chosen.

However, he didn't stop.

Just heard a snapping sound.

He took off seventeen wooden signs in one go and then stopped.

The movement here naturally attracted many disciples to watch.

A disciple of the Hall of Merit couldn't stand it anymore, and took the initiative to remind: "This junior brother, if you fail to complete the task, your merit will be deducted."

Ye Changan smiled slightly: "Thank you, senior brother, for reminding me."

Seeing that the other party was confident, the Gongde Hall disciple stopped talking.

Although this situation is rare, it does happen from time to time.

In particular, some powerful disciples will take on a lot of tasks in one go in order to save time.

After all, many tasks have no time limit for completion.

Ye Changan walked out of the Hall of Merit holding a lot of small wooden signs.

He did not stay too long in Xishen Sect and walked straight towards the city gate.

Just when he was about to see the city gate.

Jiang Xingli appeared again and blocked his way.

"Junior Brother Li, we meet again."

Ye Changan frowned slightly: "Senior Brother Jiang, what does this mean?"

"Does Junior Brother Li think that he can ignore my Jiang family because he has accomplished great achievements and has the support of Elder Huo?"

"Deputy Sect Master Jiang is also named Jiang, I think you should know."

"You are just lucky, you are worthless in front of my Jiang family."

"Junior Sister Bai has been too close to you recently, Junior Brother Li should know what to do?"

Jiang Xingli didn't give Ye Changan a chance to speak, and spoke arrogantly.

The Jiang family's status in the Xishen Sect was second only to the clan leader and Supreme Elder, so he was naturally proud.

Ye Changan looked at Jiang Xingli with a silly look.

Then he shook his head slightly.

Boring

He didn't pay much attention.

Step towards the city gate.

Once out of the city gate.

No matter it’s the Jiang family or anyone else’s family.

He won't care so much anymore.

After leaving the Western God Sect, only absolute strength is the only criterion for measuring life and death.

Many disciples of the sect died in Xizhou.

(End of this chapter)