Xuxian Sword Sect, the Sect Master Hall.

"All elders, I have brought it to you, and I am lucky to be happy to be despised."

Bai Qingming clasped his fists and said with a smile.

Everyone nodded slightly and their eyes fell on Fang Chen.

Langya Wenqiu looked at Fang Chen with a happy look, but there was a hint of sigh in Jing Yuehan's gaze beside him.

Many years ago, a small cultivator in the ninth-grade empire has now stood here and become the contemporary sword leader of the Xuxian Sword Sect.

Both her cultivation and methods were far superior to her.

The sect leader who only showed his side face smiled faintly: "Fang Chen, have you become a fairy seedling?"

Everyone looked at Fang Chen in a flash. After all, the other party had been in the ancient immortal road for several years, but the longest time limit recorded was no more than one year. In the end, none of them had ever walked out of the ancient immortal road.

They were curious why Fang Chen could walk out of the ancient immortal path several years later, and what happened in the past few years?

Fang Chen thought about it and said the words he had prepared long ago:

"The disciple left a few days after entering the ancient immortal road. He has traveled to other places over the years."

Everyone was slightly stunned and left in a few days?

They thought that Fang Chen's golden elixir was just a white elixir, and the ancient immortal road seemed to focus more on qualifications. Some people with poor qualifications could not even get the qualifications.

Could it be that the person in front of him was afraid of losing face, so he left the ancient demon wasteland without saying hello to his fellow disciples?

Zhang Ling and others looked at each other with a slightly strange look.

Sword Cultivator indeed values ​​face very much, which is not surprising.

"It doesn't matter if we haven't become an immortal seed. We sword cultivators have always been discriminated against by major immortal sects. If you don't accept you as an immortal seed, these immortal sects have no vision."

The leader of the Xuxian Sword Sect coughed and changed the subject: "You should know that before you come back, we have already established you as the sword head. The enthronement in Kyoto has been brought down, and all parties are aware of this."

Fang Chen nodded: "What are the benefits of becoming a sword leader?"

“…”

Zhang Ling frowned and said, "Don't you ask about the disadvantages first?"

"How could the Sword Sect harm his disciples? I believe all elders."

Fang Chen Dao.

The bearded sword cultivator laughed: "Okay, I am worthy of being a disciple of my Sword Sect. Of course, it is beneficial to be the head of the sword. From now on, you can receive 100 medium-grade spirit stones every year!"

One hundred medium-grade spirit stones each year seem to be not many at first glance, but the life span of a cultivator is always hundreds of years or hundreds of years. By doing so, it seems that the support of the Xuxian Sword Sect to the sword head is not bad.

"Can you prepay for a medium-grade spirit stone for a hundred years?"

Fang Chen bowed with his fists and looked respectful.

“…”

The atmosphere in the Sect Master's Palace suddenly became very awkward. The elders of each peak looked at each other and had a mid-grade spirit stone that had been supported for a hundred years?

Isn’t this a medium-grade spirit stone?

The leader of the Xuxian Sword Sect coughed a few times, then said lightly: "The medium-grade spirit stones consume a lot, and now there are not many reserves in the sect. If you want to advance for a hundred years, it is afraid that it will be difficult. Moreover, with your cultivation level, even a hundred medium-grade spirit stones will be enough for you to spend."

"Yes, even if you give you 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones, you can only put them in the storage ring and place them to see. What's the use?"

The bearded sword practices Taoism.

Fang Chen can't explain to them that he has three thousand Dao Realms, and the medium-grade spirit stone has a great effect, right?

He thought for a while and said, "Can you prepare the mid-grade spirit stone for eighty years?"

The leader of the Xuxian Sword Sect suddenly fell silent.

Fang Chen tentatively said: "Sixty years?"

The disciples of each peak were a little curious. Fang Chen was just a golden elixir. What should he do to make so many medium-grade spirit stones?

Seeing that the sect leader still didn't say anything, Fang Chen said again: "What about the forty years?"

"well--"

The leader of the Xuxian Sword Sect sighed softly: "Don't you understand yet? Our Sword Sect can't produce so many medium-grade spirit stones at all. Even if you give you 100 per year, it will be deducted from our annual share."

A peak master explained softly: "Fang Chen, you may not know that there are very few ore veins in the world that can mine medium-grade spirit stones, so its stock is also very low.

Our Sword Sect owns seven immortal relics in the Sea of ​​Immortal Demons. Because of the few immortal seedlings, we allow some immortal seedlings to spend medium-grade spirit stones to enter by purchasing tickets.

This income is the big head of the Sword Sect. With the medium-grade spirit stones, we will give priority to our cultivation. After deducting this, there will be not many medium-grade spirit stones left."

"Let's do this. Once you become the sword leader, the responsibility you take is indeed far more than us. I can advance... I have given you ten years of medium-grade spirit stones, and there will be no more."

The leader of Xuxian Sword Sect pondered.

"Thank you, Sect Master."

Fang Chen showed a smile on his face and bowed with fists.

He only thought about ten years.

One thousand medium-grade spirit stones can enter the three thousand realms twice, and you can start to condense the Nascent Soul.

"You retreat, I will order someone to send the medium-grade spirit stone to you."

The leader of Xuxian Sword Sect waved his hand.

"Then the disciple will take his leave first."

Fang Chen nodded and turned around and left the Sect Master's Hall.

The disciples of each peak also left one after another. Langya Wenqiu and others immediately chased Fang Chen. They were curious that Fang Chen had really not been on the ancient immortal road in the past few years?

Everyone left, and only the masters of each peak and elders of the merits were left in the hall. These were either the third level or the upper level.

The leader of Xuxian Sword Sect spread his hands and said:

"Everyone, let's get together. I can only take out eighty medium-grade spirit stones."

"Sect Master, you have eaten all the medium-grade spirit stones over the years? You can only take out eighty medium-grade spirit stones? Isn't it too fake?"

Anger flashed in the bearded sword cultivator's eyes.

"It's true or false, it's true. Do you think the old sword immortal doesn't need to take the injury medicine if he is injured. A few years ago, a medium-grade spirit stone was used to buy holy spiritual medicine."

The leader of Xuxian Sword Sect sneered.

Everyone suddenly realized, then looked at me, and I looked at you, and they gathered dozens of medium-grade spirit stones together, and it was very difficult to get a thousand medium-grade spirit stones.

The Master Youfeng whispered: "Why would you rather persuade Fang Chen again? I really can't think of what he can do with a thousand medium-grade spirit stones."

"It is enough for the lower fourth level cultivator to only use lower-grade spirit stones. Even if you break the realm, you won't use so many medium-grade spirit stones."

Someone nodded and agreed.

They felt so distressed, not because they felt sorry for themselves, but because they were afraid that these spirit stones would be wasted by Fang Chen.

It’s like the elders in the family suddenly want to give the younger generation a lot of money, for fear of being defeated by the younger generation.

"Forget it, Fang Chen is quite independent. Maybe he really has a place to use a thousand medium-grade spirit stones, otherwise he wouldn't have asked us for it.

We elders, if you can support us, we should support us. Anyway, these spirit stones are what he deserves."

The leader of the Xuxian Sword Sect sighed, then looked at Bai Qingming squatting in the corner:

"You, take these spirit stones to Fang Chen. After so many years of going out, you hide aside when you want to collect the spirit stones. Are you doing a miserable life?"

Bai Qingming grinned his teeth, took the spirit stone and turned around and sneaked out of the sect leader's palace.
Chapter completed!