Three million spirit coins, seven bottles of various elixirs, four books of spiritual skills, and a fourth-grade spirit sword.
Wang Chen's face was full of smiles. A fourth-grade spiritual sword alone was worth more than ten million spiritual coins.
Of course, it wasn't these things that made him happiest.
But there are ten spiritual stones inside!
You must know that spiritual stones are naturally formed between heaven and earth. They contain extremely rich spiritual energy and can quickly increase the monk's cultivation speed.
A piece of spiritual stone can be sold for millions of spiritual coins!
But under normal circumstances, no one will sell the spirit stone, but will keep it for their own cultivation.
But to Wang Chen, these spiritual stones are of little use.
What he needs for training is a spiritual sword.
Ten spiritual stones, with a total value of tens of millions of spiritual coins, plus other things, were enough for him to buy more than ten second-grade spiritual swords for training.
"Now the resources needed for cultivation in the Naling Realm are finally available."
Wang Chen said with a smile.
As he spoke, he cupped his hands towards the man's corpse.
A pit was dug in the cave, the man's body was put in, and the stone table was treated as a tombstone.
After doing all this, Wang Chen bowed his hand again.
"If I bury you outside, you might be dug out by monsters that day. It's still safe here, so you can have a good rest."
After doing this, Wang Chen left the cave.
"Huh? There is such a hidden place behind this waterfall."
Just when Wang Chen's feet landed on the ground, a sound of surprise sounded not far away.
They were two young men, wearing the same clothes, with a small silver sword embroidered on the left chest of the clothes.
Wang Chen glanced at them, turned around and prepared to leave.
"Stop boy, what did you find inside?"
One of the fat men shouted sharply.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Wang Chen.
"Everything in the Moyun Mountain Range is ownerless, and those who see it should take ownership of it."
Another man followed closely.
Wang Chen couldn't help but sneer, "I found something, what does it have to do with you?"
With that said, he left directly.
"So arrogant? Doesn't this kid know who we are?"
The slightly fat man looked at his companion with a joking expression on his face.
Another man also sneered, "Even our Silver Sword Sect doesn't know, so this kid's life has been in vain."
"Since his life is in vain, then don't let him live, so as not to waste the world's resources."
The fat man sneered and raised his hand to wave at Wang Chen.
A ray of condensed spiritual energy suddenly flew out and shot towards Wang Chen.
Bang!
The spiritual energy bombarded the ground, blasting a big crater.
Wang Chen turned around and looked at the two people with cold eyes.
"Huh? He was actually dodged. This kid seems to have some strength."
The slightly fat man raised his eyebrows.
"Then let me see how much strength he has."
Another man stepped forward and rushed towards Wang Chen.
Spiritual energy surged all over his body, he clenched his hands into fists, and streams of spiritual energy condensed on his fists.
Behind him, a fat man had a joking face, looking at Wang Chen like he was looking at an animal waiting to be slaughtered.
"Boy, if you have no shame, then go to hell!"
The man approached Wang Chen and punched him in the head.
boom!
There was an explosion, and bright red blood mixed with white sticky matter splashed around.
Immediately afterwards, the headless corpse flew out and fell to the ground like a torn sack.
When the slightly fat man saw this scene, the joking expression on his face disappeared and was replaced by a look of fear.
It was not Wang Chen who died, but his companion!
He couldn't believe it. After all, his companion was at the third level of the Naling Realm.
Even if he can't beat Wang Chen, he won't be killed instantly with one punch!
However, the fact was right in front of him, and he couldn't help but not believe it.
"You are only at the first level of Naling Realm! How could you possibly kill him?"
The fat man's voice was trembling.
Seeing Wang Chen walking towards him, he began to panic.
All the companions on the third level of the Naling Realm were instantly killed. Can he, who is on the fourth level of the Naling Realm, be an opponent?
"Sir, this is all a misunderstanding. I will give you everything I have on my body and let this be settled."
As he spoke, he took off the storage ring from his hand.
However, Wang Chen ignored him at all and walked towards him step by step.
How could he let go of someone who wanted to kill him?
Seeing that Wang Chen refused to let him go, the fat man's face became fierce.
"Think clearly, I am a disciple of the Silver Sword Sect, and our elder is nearby. If you kill me, you won't be able to escape."
"If you don't care about this, I will kill you if I want to, no matter who you are."
Wang Chen was impatient, jumped up and punched him.
Roar!
A roar of tigers sounded, deafening.
Now Wang Chen is using the first level cultivation level of Naling Realm to fully display the power of Tiger Roaring Fist.
A tiger head formed by sword energy condensed on the fist, extremely fierce and sharp.
The fat man's expression changed drastically, he took out a long sword and held it in front of him.
clang!
The tiger head of the sword energy slammed into the long sword, knocking it out of the fat man's hand.
Bang!
Wang Chen punched again.
A big hole suddenly exploded in the fat man's chest, and he died.
"Yes, this is the spirit a sword cultivator should have. He is not afraid of external objects, has firm beliefs in his heart, and is decisive, straightforward and neat."
Mu Qing's voice of appreciation sounded.
Wang Chen smiled happily and collected all the belongings of the two of them.
I have to say that these two boys from the Silver Sword Sect are still a bit oily.
Two second-grade spiritual swords, five spiritual stones, two hundred thousand spiritual coins, and some pills and other items.
However, there was a book on swordsmanship and spiritual skills that caught Wang Chen's attention.
I opened it and looked at it, but I felt that it was of little significance. It was too simple and inferior to the sword of life and death taught by Mu Qing.
But if you sell it, you should be able to get a lot of money.
Thinking about it, Wang Chen left.
Shortly after he left, several people came here, all wearing clothes with a small silver sword embroidered on the left chest.
The leader was an old man. When he saw the two corpses on the ground, his face suddenly turned cold.
"How brave someone is to dare to kill my Silver Sword Sect disciple. I want to see how many lives you have to die!"
He took out a round jade plate and after making several handprints, a light spot appeared on it.
After looking at the direction in which his eyes were moving, the old man's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"How can the things belonging to my Silver Sword Sect be so easy to get?"
Immediately, he led his disciples and chased in the direction of the light spot.
In the mountains, Wang Chen was walking and fighting with the monsters he encountered, honing his sword skills.
"Someone is catching up behind me."
Mu Qing reminded.
"Are they those from the Silver Sword Sect?"
"good."
Wang Chen frowned, "How do they know the direction I'm leaving?"
"Isn't it normal for a sect to have some tracking methods? If you take their things, it would be strange if they don't catch up."
Mu Qing smiled.
Wang Chen ran straight away and checked everything he just got.
Only then did he discover that there was a special spiritual energy fluctuation in the book of swordsmanship and spiritual skills.
With a movement of the sword energy, it was directly wiped out.
"Master, why didn't you remind me just now?"
"I forgot."
"But don't you want to improve?
Just let them come over and train you hard. As an elder of the sect, your cultivation should not be too bad. "
Mu Qing chuckled.
Wang Chen: "..."
"Master, I suspect you did it on purpose."
