Qiankun Gourd

Ye Feng waved his hand and sent the Ghost King's Nascent Soul into the small gourd.

Afterwards, he returned to the Ghost King's cave. At this moment, all the ghosts in the cave had been devoured by Wangcai and the Golden Ape, and their bellies were full.

"Wang Wang!"

"Ow!"

Wangcai and Jinyuan ran to Ye Feng excitedly, as if they had found something good.

"Oh, there's something good! Lead the way!"

Ye Feng was delighted when he heard this.

Wangcai and Jinyuan happily brought Ye Feng to a mysterious room, where a storage ring was hidden under the floor of the room.

Ye Feng's spiritual sense swept into the ring and he actually found tens of thousands of low-grade immortal stones and a dozen high-grade immortal stones, as well as a scroll.

Ye Feng took out the scroll and scanned inside with his spiritual sense. It turned out to be a formation called "Eight Formations to Behead Immortals".

"No matter how you look at it, this formation belongs to the human race. How could it fall into the hands of a ghost cultivator?"

"That's really weird?"

"Forget it. No matter how he got it, it's mine now that it's in my hands."

Ye Feng was slightly delighted, collected all the items, and then left with Wangcai, Jinyuan and others.

A few days later, Ye Feng returned to the building where Yuntai was located.

The building was empty, Wang Huaxiang, Qiao Bai and Song Xuan had also gone to carry out their mission.

Ye Feng carefully observed the map and saw that the planet he managed had not changed. He pinched his hands together and created an identical clone.

The clone sat cross-legged in the hall.

His real body walked towards the second floor of the building.

The second and third floors are caves for practicing martial arts.

Ye Feng came to the second floor and walked into a room. A light flashed before his eyes and he appeared in a huge cave.

The walls of the cave were brightly lit, with a large Bagua diagram in the middle and a yellow cushion with the word Tao written on it in the center.

"This cave is quite unique."

Ye Feng smiled slightly, came to the cushion and sat cross-legged.

He randomly waved his hand and took out the "Eight Formations of Immortal Slaying" he had just obtained.

To set up this magic formation, you need eight flags with different attributes, namely gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, ice and thunder.

Then place the eight flags on eight directions, namely east, south, west, north, northeast, northwest, southwest, and southeast.

Three high-quality immortal stones with different attributes should be placed in each position.

......

Ye Feng observed the entire formation layout and began to practice the seventh level of "Shenxiao Wanlei Sword".

In the next hundred years, Ye Feng killed more than a dozen ghost kings, demon kings, and devil kings.

His cultivation level advanced from the first-level Golden Immortal to the third-level Golden Immortal, and he cultivated the "Shenxiao Wanlei Sword" to the great perfection, the "Flying Thunder God" to the great perfection, and the "Tianhe Jue" to the great perfection.

In the main hall.

"My three junior brothers and sisters, once the hundred years have passed, our merits will be complete and we can go back."

Wang Huaxiang stood up and smiled slightly.

"Do you remember what you promised me before?"

“Now is the time to deliver on that promise.”

Wang Huaxiang made a hand gesture and a white token flew out.

Ye Feng and the other two quickly understood what Wang Huaxiang meant. He wanted to make contribution points.

With Ye Feng's current level of cultivation, he could naturally defeat Wang Huaxiang, but he still took out the token and gave 200 contribution points to Wang Huaxiang.

The reason why Ye Feng did this was that he hoped that Senior Brother Wang would ask him to do tasks again, and when he became an outer disciple or an inner disciple, he would get double the reward back.

Qiao Bai and Song Xuan did not dare to delay and quickly gave 200 contribution points to Wang Huaxiang.

Wang Huaxiang scanned the white token with his spiritual sense and found himself very happy that he had obtained 600 more contribution points.

The trading of sect treasures and the purchase of skills both require contribution points.

Wang Huaxiang smiled slightly, put away the white token, and returned to the sect with Ye Feng and the others.

Ye Feng had just returned to the sect and hadn't rested for a few days when he received news again.

"Ye Feng, the errand disciple, will accompany Wang Huaxiang, the outer disciple, to the Ice City in the Northern Ice Immortal Realm to garrison there for a hundred years. He will receive one thousand contribution points."

Just as Ye Feng expected, after Wang Huaxiang tasted the sweetness last time, he asked him to do the task again this time.

When he walked out of the stone house, Wang Huaxiang's huge boat was already waiting in the air. In addition to Wang Huaxiang, there were two other people on the boat, namely Qiao Bai and Song Xuan.

"Brother Ye, don't be silent."

Wang Huaxiang smiled happily.

Qiao Bai and Song Xuan had no expression on their faces. When they returned to the sect, they had inquired about the matter of collecting contribution points from outer disciples.

Although every outer disciple will collect it, it is not that much. The maximum amount collected from others is 100 contribution points.

This time Wang Huaxiang found them again. They were naturally unhappy, but they didn't dare to say anything.

Ye Feng was very happy. The more tasks Wang Huaxiang asked him to do, the more sharing points he would get in the future.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Wang!"

Ye Feng happily came onto the giant boat.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Bai and Song Xuan secretly cursed Ye Feng for being a fool and thanking him for being ripped off.

"You don't have to be polite, Junior Brother Ye. We are all brothers and sisters, and we should take care of each other."

Wang Huaxiang smiled slightly, waved his hand, and the huge boat flashed and headed north.

"By the way, Junior Brother Ye, what immortal technique do you major in?"

Wang Huaxiang asked with seeming concern.

"Junior brother, I specialize in water-attributed magic."

Ye Feng replied.

"Water attribute magic?"

"Well, I remember there is a set of immortal arts called 'Heavenly Dao Holy Sea Art' on the first floor of the Sutra Library. It is a set of water-attributed immortal arts that only requires 1,200 contribution points."

"After completing this mission, Junior Brother can go and exchange it for training."

"I heard that this magic is extremely powerful!"

Wang Huaxiang said with a smile.

"Really? That's great!"

"Thanks for the advice, senior brother!"

Ye Feng thanked.

Along the way, the two chatted a lot. Qiao Bai and Song Xuan felt uncomfortable, so they went back to the cabin to meditate.

"This Ye Feng is so disgusting. He knows that others are here to earn his contribution points, but he is still so happy."

Qiao Bai muttered.

"That's right, he looks like a decent human, but what he does is really disgusting."

"Still trying to please others..."

Song Xuan raised her eyebrows and said sarcastically to Ye Feng.

Qiao Bai felt that he and Ye Feng got along better and better, so he decided to take Ye Feng in as his younger brother, and taught him carefully:

"In the world of immortal cultivation, the strong are respected. If you are not ruthless, you are not a man. You must be ruthless when doing things. The more ruthless you are, the less likely others will dare to provoke you."

"Junior Brother Ye, as long as you follow me well, you will definitely get some benefits!"

"Thank you for your advice, Senior Brother. I will follow you from now on."

Ye Feng expressed his loyalty.

“Haha, great!”

"This time, after completing the task, I will collect 300 contribution points!"

"When the time comes, if you take the initiative, the two of them won't dare to say anything. Do you understand what I mean?"

Wang Huaxiang gestured to Ye Feng.

"I understand. I understand what you mean, brother."

Ye Feng smiled.