Chapter 87: The Mysterious Society Leader (Part 1)

Under the gazes of all the people, Chen Zong stepped forward, walking leisurely, like strolling in a courtyard.

Walk up to Elder Lu and stand in front of him.

"Haha, judging by your look, you should have gained a lot." Elder Lu laughed.

"It's not bad." Chen Zong smiled and said modestly, and immediately waved his hand, one piece after another of the spirit gold mine fell to the ground.

There are dozens of pieces in the blink of an eye, and the spirit gold mine is nothing, but after that, everyone's complexions gradually became serious, their eyes gradually widened, and their eyes began to be filled with surprise, which turned into horror.

Hundreds of dollars

Chen Zong took out more than 100 pieces of Lingjin ore, breaking the record of the previous 24 people.

Everyone was shocked, but Yu Fei's face was ashen, and he felt even hotter.

Ou Zhengyang stared at Chen Zong, as if he wanted to see through Chen Zong. Gu Qingyun's eyes shone with a sharp light, and traces of fighting intent swirled in his eyes.

But Chen Zong ignored it because he was still taking out the Spirit Gold Mine.

A dull voice continued to sound, and in the blink of an eye, the number of spirit gold mines exceeded two hundred.

The three powerful elders and Qinglong Jianzun were all in a daze, especially Qinglong Jianzun. Although he felt that Chen Zong might get a lot of spiritual gold mines, but now it seemed that it was beyond his imagination.

three hundred

four hundred

five hundred

It ended up at $666.

Surrounded by silence, everyone seemed to be numb.

"Good boy, good boy" for a long time, Qinglong Jianzun and the three powerful elders just woke up, shocked and wry smiles.

Six hundred and sixty-six spirit gold mines, and most of them are the size of a human head, dozens of pieces are much larger, both in terms of quantity and size, they are far superior to others, incomparable.

"How did you get so many spirit gold mines?" Elder Lu was the most impatient, and couldn't help asking, and everyone pricked up their ears to listen.

"Good luck, I got the Xu Mi ring left by an elder of the famous Jianmen in ancient times, and there are hundreds of Lingjin mines in it." Chen Zong smiled slightly, and answered both true and false, but most people believed it to be true.

"I see."

"It's so lucky."

"Hmph, it turns out that it's because of good luck. If you don't have this luck, the spirit gold mine you can get is definitely not as good as mine." Yu Fei seemed to have found a correct reason, and at the same time he felt relieved, he told Chen Zong road.

Chen Zong ignored it, his luck was indeed good, but who would know the danger at that time, if he was a little careless, he would have died, and his body would be occupied by others.

It comes down to ability rather than luck.

The six hundred and sixty-six pieces of spirit gold mine began to be refined in batches, and the final refined spirit gold weighed more than one catty, reaching an astonishing three catty, two or two coins.

The six hundred and sixty-six spirit gold mines are all the spirit gold mines obtained by Chen Zong, and they were contributed without reservation, because Chen Zong saw the spirit gold after refining the spirit gold mines, and compared them, he knew the spirit gold he had obtained Although there is a lot of spiritual gold extracted from the mine, it doesn't help him much.

After all, I still have seven catties of spiritual gold in my possession, which is enough to upgrade seven middle-grade spiritual weapons to top-grade spiritual weapons.

I already have several high-grade spiritual weapons, which are enough to use. You must know that the more high-grade spiritual weapons, the better. With my current cultivation base and strength, a few high-grade spiritual weapons are enough, no matter how many, It will only increase the load on itself.

Of course, if he had reached the Sky Profound Realm, he could afford more high-grade spiritual weapons.

As for the top-grade spiritual weapon, it is too difficult. Even if it is a top-grade top-grade spiritual sword like Xinghuo Lingjian, if it wants to be upgraded to a top-grade spiritual weapon, it needs tens of catties of spiritual gold, and seven or eight catties will have no effect.

More than three catties of spiritual gold, even if it was more than three liang of the previous number one, it was ten times worse.

There is no doubt that Chen Zong is the well-deserved number one, the ninth level limit of the Earth Spirit Realm is the second, and Gu Qingyun is the third.

"Follow me to meet the leader." Qinglong Jianzun said to Chen Zong, leading Chen Zong to leave.

After leaving, Qinglong Jianzun took out the Xinghuo Lingjian and handed it to Chen Zong.

Chen Zong also took the Xinghuo Lingjian and put it in the Xumi ring.

This sword was only lent to Qinglong Jianzun to use at that time, and it is reasonable to return it now.

Under the leadership of Qinglong Jianzun, Chen Zong walked deeper into the Jitianhui General Assembly, and finally stopped in front of a simple courtyard.

The crisp sound of ding ding ding came out from the courtyard continuously. The sound was clear and sweet, with an even and unique rhythm. It sounded like a beautiful piece of music. It made people feel refreshed, as if all distracting thoughts in their hearts were dissipated.

Without speaking, Qinglong Jianzun gently backed away from the simple brown wooden door, leading Chen Zong in.

In the corner of this not-so-big courtyard, there was a not-so-tall figure swinging a hammer, hitting the bright red sword embryo one after another, making the sword embryo gradually take shape.

Qinglong Jianzun took Chen Zong to the side and waited quietly.

Chen Zong was not anxious, and stood calmly, staring at the back. For some reason, he suddenly felt that the back seemed familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but Chen Zong thought carefully and found that he probably didn't met this person.

The leader of the Jitianhui is very mysterious, and the dragon seems to see the head but not the tail, so I should have never seen it before.

After about a while, the master stopped swinging the hammer, and the sword embryo was completely formed. After quenching, the whole body exuded a blue cold light, like a pool of autumn water, but Chen Zong could clearly feel that although the sword was very sharp and hard, But it doesn't have the slightest spirituality, obviously it's not a spirit sword.

I don't know what the purpose of forging such non-spiritual swords will be.

With a slight flick of the finger, the long sword flew up and inserted into the sword stand on one side naturally, and the figure turned around slowly.

Chen Zong was stunned for a moment, the feeling of familiarity as if he had seen this person somewhere came to his mind again, but Chen Zong was sure that he had never seen this face before.

This paradoxical feeling made Chen Zong bewildered.

"Little friend, we meet again." The old man said with a slight smile, which immediately startled Chen Zong and Qinglong Jianzun.

"Senior, we have met before," Chen Zong couldn't help asking.

"Chen Zong, he is the leader of our Jitian Association." Qinglong Jianzun said quickly from the side.

"Tea shed." The leader said two words, which flashed across his mind like a thunderbolt, and the figure of the old man in the tea shed overlapped with the figure of the leader in front of him.

The old man in the tea shed looked old and crooked, but although the old man in front of him looked old, he had a kind of vitality like an evergreen tree, his body stopped, but for some reason, Chen Zong found a little bit of common ground.

"So it's you." Chen Zong's inner surprise was unimaginable.

Even if the leader of the Motian Club knew it, he would be shocked. Who would have thought that the dignified founder of the Jitian Club, the super strong man who ranked second on the list of famous swords, would turn into an ordinary old man in a tea shed.

That kind of feeling is as incredible as the emperor hiding his identity and running to be a waiter in the shop.

The leader of the Jitian Club was also very surprised. He never thought that the young man he saw in the tea shed that day would join the Jitian Club. What was even more shocking was that he had such an amazing talent.

Therefore, the world is so wonderful and unpredictable, so it is more exciting.

Now that the leader and Chen Zong had met, Qinglong Jianzun didn't say anything, but bid farewell and left, leaving only Chen Zong and Jitian leader here.

"Please sit down, little friend." The host smiled and sat down on the quaint wooden stool while stretching out his hand.

This courtyard is very simple, just like a small farmyard of ordinary people, it is also surprising, after all, the other party is the leader of Jitianhui.

But Chen Zong can understand clearly that there are thousands of people in the world with countless personalities, some are arrogant and domineering, some are low-key and restrained, some fight for power and profit, some are indifferent and far-sighted, different personalities have different hobbies.

But no matter what kind of character or hobby, it has nothing to do with martial arts achievements.

A righteous person may not be able to become a peerless powerhouse, and an evil person can also reach the pinnacle.

"My surname is Duan." The leader said again: "You can call me leader Duan."

"Master Duan." Chen Zong called out.

"I already know the amount of spirit gold you have contributed. You should be number one, and you can get my guidance without being limited by time. As long as I am here, you can come to me at any time." Chairman Duan smiled, very optimistic Chen Zong, after all, through Qinglong Jianzun, he has a relatively intuitive understanding of Chen Zong.

There is no doubt that this is a junior worth cultivating, and there is a great possibility of becoming emperor in the future.

"Thank you, the leader." Chen Zong thanked.

"You once asked me where the Tongtian Sword Sect ruins are, but have you ever been there?" Duan Huizhu asked with a smile, as if he was gossiping.

"Go." Chen Zong responded, and immediately sighed: "Unfortunately, it has been reduced to ruins and no longer exists. Otherwise, it would be a wonderful thing to witness."

"Tell me if you have any questions." Seeing Chen Zong's expression, President Duan smiled and said.

"Before I joined the Jitian Association, the referrer said that the leader had some connections with Tongtian Sword Sect, so I was a little curious." Chen Zong said after thinking about it.

"Yes." President Duan nodded after staring at Chen Zong's eyes, and responded in a calm manner: "I used to be a member of Tongtian Sword Sect."

"It turns out that the leader was once a disciple of Tongtian Sword Sect." Chen Zong was a little surprised, which seemed reasonable: "But I don't know if the leader knows the three disciples of Tongtian Sword Emperor."

The moment these words came out, Chen Zong's complexion suddenly changed, and he was terrified, horrified to the extreme.

In an instant, the kind-faced Huizhu Duan's face was full of frost, and his eyes burst out with an astonishingly sharp sword light. The sword light passed through the sky and the earth, making Chen Zong have the horror of being cut and torn, and his soul was chopped to pieces. feel.

Unable to breathe, unable to move, for a moment, I felt as if I was executed by Ling Chi.

It was too sudden and unprepared, but even if Chen Zong had preparedness, it would be useless. Under such terrifying powerhouses, the absolute difference in strength made everything futile.

It seemed that just one thought of the other party could kill him thousands of times. At such a close distance, Chen Zong felt his own insignificance and the other party's strength more intuitively and deeply.