Chapter 88

Without any falsehood.

It was indeed Bei Bei Qianke's head!

"Bei Bei Qianke actually really died!"

The sound of gasping for air rose one after another, and everyone looked at Meng Meng Zhangqing, their eyes full of shock.

Because this person's cultivation realm seemed to be only at the 5th stage of the Aperture Opening Realm.

How strong must his comprehensive strength be to kill Bei Bei Qianke?

Meng Meng Zhangqing ignored the gazes of others.

He just wanted to hurry up and get the contribution points and leave.

"How many contribution points can I exchange for?"

Meng Meng Zhangqing asked.

Hearing this, the Mission Hall disciple suddenly came back to his senses.

The look in his eyes toward Meng Meng Zhangqing no longer had any casualness; a guy who could kill Bei Bei Qianke must have terrifying strength.

Not something people like them could compare to.

"Because Bei Bei Qianke is a demonic path martial artist, his reward is relatively generous; you can exchange it for ten thousand contribution points."

The Mission Hall disciple said hurriedly.

"So many?"

Meng Meng Zhangqing was slightly stunned.

He thought six or seven thousand would be about right.

It was actually ten thousand.

Looking at it this way, the Heavenly Copper Hand was quite lacking in status.

"These are the contribution points."

The Mission Hall disciple took out ten more special blue iron plates.

"Thank you."

Meng Meng Zhangqing picked up the iron plates and prepared to turn and leave.

"Can I ask, how did you kill him?"

The Mission Hall disciple was very curious.

"He was just careless."

Meng Meng Zhangqing smiled slightly, walked toward the gate, and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

The same sentence, perhaps it could be believed before, but now the Mission Hall disciple didn't believe a single word.

Including the punctuation.

Careless?

What a joke!

That was Ghost Finger Bei Bei Qianke!

A dignified demonic path martial artist, how could he die from being careless? Even if he was careless, the opponent must have had extremely strong strength!

"Who is this guy? He feels so unfamiliar; I've never seen him before."

"He should be a newly promoted inner disciple."

"A newly promoted inner disciple, and his strength is this exaggerated?"

"It seems like another monster."

Meng Meng Zhangqing left, and everyone started talking, their tones filled with sighs.

As one of the hegemon-level forces within Tianling Prefecture, the Profound Heaven Sect would have amazing disciples appear every few years.

Besides sighing at the strength of these disciples, they were also regretting why they didn't have it.

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Leaving the Mission Hall.

Meng Meng Zhangqing turned and went to the Martial Scripture Pavilion.

He needed to use these contribution points to exchange for some martial arts.

"Sword Steps," and the "Fire-Controlling Sun-Burning Art."

The sect's management of Mystic-grade martial arts is very strict; it is absolutely forbidden for disciples to teach each other, unless you have special privileges.

The Elder guarding the Martial Scripture Pavilion will register the borrowing situation of every disciple.

If he wants to use these martial arts in the sect, he must rationalize it.

Otherwise, it would be troublesome if it were investigated later.

Even if it might be left unsettled because of the potential he showed.

But some trouble should be avoided if it can be.

Meng Meng Zhangqing didn't want to implicate others either.

For example, Qin Fang, Kong Kong Linxue.

The Martial Scripture Pavilion is not far from the Mission Hall, standing on the peak of a mountain.

The wind blew slowly.

The rows of wind chimes under the eaves suddenly made a pleasant and ethereal sound.

One could see disciples coming in and out from time to time.

The secret realm opening early also disrupted the plans of some disciples, forcing them to exchange for some martial arts and secret techniques to temporarily improve their strength.

Only in this way could they get more things in the secret realm.

At the entrance of the Martial Scripture Pavilion.

There was an ancient wooden table, and behind the wooden table lay an old man with white hair and beard on a rocking chair.

His face was covered with a miscellaneous book.

His body swayed gently with the rocking chair, looking very leisurely.

Meng Meng Zhangqing subconsciously used his Eye of Investigation.

Anyone who can be an Elder guarding the pavilion in the inner sect must have extremely strong strength!

Basic Information:

【Name: Yun Buju】

【Race: Human】

【Cultivation: 1st stage of the Sea Opening Realm (Tentative)】

Attribute Information:

【Bone and Root: Rank Three】

【Comprehension: Superior】

【Cultivation Techniques & Martial Arts: "Holy Spirit Killing Sword Art" (Major Achievement), "Shrinking Ground to an Inch" (Minor Achievement), "Great Sorrow Wind Universe Hand" (Minor Achievement)】

"He really is in the Sea Opening Realm, but there is actually a tentative suffix."

Meng Meng Zhangqing's eyes flickered.

So far, he had only seen this on his aunt's panel.

Could it be that this Elder guarding the pavilion also had his cultivation realm fall?

Additionally, other attributes were also good.

Comprehension is the rare superior level.

And those cultivation techniques and martial arts, the names look awesome no matter how you look at them.

"Holy Spirit Killing Sword Art"!

"Shrinking Ground to an Inch"!

"Great Sorrow Wind Universe Hand"!

"This should be a hidden big shot, specifically coming here to be on duty, cultivating one's character?"

Meng Meng Zhangqing's heart suddenly became hot.

But how to add him as a friend is also a key problem.

It is relatively easy between peers and relatives.

But for this kind of stranger with a generational gap, it is truly very, very difficult.