Super God Plunder

Chapter 125 The Unruly Old Man [2/2, Seeking Subscription]

Once again through the teleportation array, after Su Qi has improved a bit in the Cultivation Base, he also has a more precise control and perception of the body.

This time, the last time Su Qi felt that his perception of being transformed into particles was originally an illusion, but the muscles all over his body were indeed pulled by a little space.

Su Qi opened his eyes again, his figure already appeared on Chengtian Peak.

At this time, the two Elders on Chengtianfeng’s side were two middle-aged men, one with a white face and the other with a goatee.

There are still relatively few disciples who are willing to spend their merits to return. After all, most people have not even killed an enemy with a hundred merits, so how can they make such a loss-making business?

They are still waiting for the big man to solve the big problem, and then they take advantage of the momentum to chase, beat down the dog, and harvest a wave of merit.

I have to say that in Su Qi’s view, the possibility of their idea becoming a reality is not very great.

Su Qi didn’t stay too much, and went straight to the Hall of Merit.

At this time, the deacon in the Hall of Meritorious Service was not Wan Tianzheng, but an old man with a shaggy face.

When Su Qi walked into the Hall of Meritorious Services, the old man still seemed to ignore it.

So, Su Qi first took out the own square talisman.

“Is the disciple who participated in the mission in Shazhou this time?” The old man finally snorted.

Su Qi nodded and said, “Exactly.”

“How many people have you killed? Why don’t you have to come to exchange merit points?” The old man curled his lips.

Su Qi’s eyebrows twitched slightly and said seriously: “Let’s come about ten!”

“Oh, that’s not bad, a bit of strength!” The old man’s face finally showed a little positive color, “Okay, take it out, let the old man identify the Cultivation Base, and assign the merit to you!”

Su Qi didn’t say much, he stretched out his hand and took out Ran Zhi’s head first and placed it in front of the old Deacon.

“Hmm…huh?” The old deacon first picked up the first level, then his complexion changed suddenly, and he stood up from his chair in surprise and looked at the familiar first level in detail.

Afterwards, the old man looked at Su Qi and asked loudly, “This, but one of the leaders of the 13th Road of the Sand Bandit, Ran Zhi’s head?”

“In response to deacon, it is!” Su Qi replied sternly.

A trace of surprise appeared on the old man’s face, and then he looked at Su Qi seriously, and exclaimed in his mouth: “Old man Wang Xueli has been a deacon for nearly two hundred years. He has never seen such an outstanding Outer Sect disciple, okay!”

The old man’s last “OK” came out suddenly, but Su Qi jumped.

There was a little red light on Wang Xueli’s face, and then excitedly patted the table behind him, and a wooden box appeared.

Wang Xueli put Ran Zhi’s first level in, and then the wooden box was placed on a gleaming formation at the back, and the wooden box was quickly slid in the formation, and then the formation lit up slightly, and it seemed It passed some kind of verification.

Immediately afterwards, an exquisite jade box was sent out from the formation.

Wang Xueli picked up the jade box and handed it over to Su Qi solemnly: “This is the Tongtian Linglong Pill, the Holy Medicine Pill that my Daqing Sword Sect disciple can take!”

“In addition, seeing that you are so good, the other top level you brought, the old man is the master, and each one is worth five hundred merits!” Wang Xueli looked at Su Qi with a gratified expression.

Except for the thirteen bosses, the highest grade of the other sand bandits is a merit point worth five hundred. Wang Xueli felt that what he did was a great love for Su Qi.

“No!” Su Qi suddenly became anxious, I rely on, 500 merits, are you kidding me?

Wang Xueli’s brows wrinkled slightly. After this, he doesn’t understand etiquette. I have already given you the highest. What else do you want?

“Could it be that you want 600 points of merit alone? Young man, I am very optimistic about you, but you don’t want to kick your nose…” Wang Xueli was speaking in a lessoning tone. Suddenly, what he said was nothing. It stopped abruptly and could not go on.

At this time, Wang Xueli opened his eyes again, with a constipation expression on his face.

Because Su Qi took out another head.

As the on-duty deacon for this task, Wang Xueli, in order to avoid making any jokes, naturally remembered all the facial features of these special characters in this task.

“This…this is Hu Jilong, the third-ranked leader of the Thirteenth Road Sand Bandits?” If it is said that Wang Xueli still admires Su Qi before, it is already beginning to be shocked.

To say that Ran Zhi is just a Practitioner of the eleventh stage of the Ordinary Realm, and Ran Zhi is still a weaker Practitioner in the same stage, and it is normal to be killed by the Outer Sect disciple.

But Hu Jilong is different!

As a magician of the twelfth stage of the Mortal Realm, Hu Jilong has mastered a special thunder magic inheritance. It is true that he can be compared with the outstanding disciple of the famous sword in the Inner Sect of the Great Blue Sword Sect. Existence in contention!

With such existence, he died in the hands of the ordinary Outer Sect disciple in front of him?

Wang Xueli really found it unbelievable. He felt very funny and weird in his heart. Then he took out a wooden box and put Hu Jilong’s first stage in it, and then made the same action to let him pass a formation.

Looking at the display of Formation, Wang Xueli took a sigh of relief: Well, there is nothing wrong with Formation. The detection is correct again. Hu Jilong is right! The Cultivation Base of the Twelfth Stage of Fanjing is also correct.

Wang Xueli picked up the jade box given out by the formation again. Daqing Sword Sect has always only recognized the results, regardless of the process, since this child has returned the things specified in the task, then he should be given the reward he deserves!

Wang Xueli’s eyelids twitched slightly, and he said, “This is your Linglong Pill, um, the second one.”

This time, Wang Xueli was smarter, and did not take the lead in speaking, but instead asked, “You… do you have any more?”

Although Wang Xueli’s words were unclear, Su Qi understood it.

So Su Qi took out Luo Pingchen’s head from the Sifang Talisman.

As soon as he saw this first level, Wang Xueli’s face changed again. He even began to feel that this kid in front of him was the illegitimate son of a big boss in the sect. Isn’t this terrible? Every Inner Sect disciple may not be able to get rid of them. How come all these people’s heads come out of you?

Why is it that when Sect sent the mission, the others only had five hundred merit points, but each of these people was worth ten thousand merit points, plus a precious and incomparable Linglong Pill?

It’s because these people are too difficult to kill! But, you kid, it’s like selling Chinese cabbage right now, and one head for a while, what’s the situation?

Rao is Wang Xueli’s very knowledgeable, and at this time he also has some doubts whether he is dreaming at this time?

I saw Wang Xueli’s beard curled up, and his face was a little red. His face was a bit like pig liver. He only heard the old man say angrily: “You kid, can’t you finish it all at once? Do you have to play the old man again and again?”

“Do you want to finish it all at once?” Su Qi was taken aback for a moment, then put the square talisman in his hand again.

Wang Xueli only felt that his eyelids jumped, as if he was cramped, and he was dumbfounded and said: “You, you kid still… still have it?”

Su Qi took out Ling Yan’s head again and said with a smile: “Okay, there are only four of them, and the others are just ordinary young people.”

Wang Xueli felt that his facial muscles were extremely stiff at this time, and even a little stupid. Was this a disciple of Outer Sect in front of Mao’s eyes? Shouldn’t this be a top five player in swordsmanship?

Taking a deep breath, Wang Xueli turned around and put the first stage of Luo Pingchen and Ling Yan into the wooden box, pushing forward the identification formation of the rear side.

Su Qi curiously said: “That… Master Deacon, no matter who belongs to the first level you just mentioned, is it counted as five hundred merit points?”

The corner of Wang Xueli’s mouth twitched: “Boy, you already have 40,000 worth of merit, so care about these little things?”

“Hey, merit points, we have to accumulate bit by bit. I am a good young man who is thrifty and hardworking!” Su Qi grinned.

Wang Xueli, who felt a little hurt in his heart, stared at him: “Come according to the rules!”

“Oh!” Su Qi agreed, only feeling that this old man was really untrustworthy.