Although the price of these things would be higher if sold outside, Qin Cheng didn't have the time, so he sold them all at once.

The inventory alone took half an hour. In the end, Qin Cheng sold a large number of useless storage bags and earned more than a thousand purple gold spirit coins.

"It's only over a thousand, which is a bit small."

Qin Cheng shook his head helplessly. After calculation, he could earn more by treating people like King Pingshan. Ten thousand purple gold spirit coins at a time was much easier than the income from killing.

It seems that I will also find a chance to see the Medicine Master’s Feast in a few months.

Murong Li was right about this. These sky-devouring insects consume too much resources.

Qin Cheng's soft words fell into the ears of the female cultivator opposite, making her almost smile bitterly.

Looking at Qin Cheng's attitude, he just sells some useless rags, but in the end, more than a thousand purple gold spirit coins are still not enough?

You must know that you are a monk in the realm of distraction. If you had such a huge sum of money, you would probably laugh out loud in your dreams.

After getting so many things out, Qin Cheng's token level was successfully upgraded to the fourth level of VIP. When he exchanged it for spiritual coins, he got a lot more.

"Master, I've thought about it."

However, when he walked out of the room, Qin Cheng unexpectedly discovered that Gong Yao had not left, but was standing outside waiting for him.

"I have to keep my promise on this journey, so it will be the same here. But when we go to the battlefield of immortals and demons, we can be friends." Gong Yao tentatively said.

"Of course, we are friends."

Qin Cheng smiled, Gong Yao's temper was too stubborn.

"By the way, when I was selling items just now, I found something you might need."

Qin Cheng handed Gong Yao a storage bag.

Gong Yao was stunned. After taking it, he found that there were many techniques and moves from the Tianjian Sect inside, and many of them had been lost.

These were also the Kung Fu books in the hands of unknown monks when Qin Cheng took stock. Some of the jade slips had the name of the Tianjian Sect directly written on them, but they seemed to be of a very old quality.

Qin Cheng thought about it and kept everyone who was related to Tianjian Sect.

Even if Gong Yao doesn't need it, he is the chief disciple of the sect. If it is useful to Tianjian Sect, Gong Yao will also be a credit.

"Master, these are too precious."

Gong Yao looked at these exercises and took a deep breath.

Tianjian Sect encountered some changes before, and the sect almost collapsed. Although it was re-established later, many things were lost.

This is also the reason why Qin Cheng was able to obtain these Heavenly Sword Sect techniques in the Eastern Region.

"If you take it back, the elders who are loyal to the sect will definitely be very happy."

"Thank you, Master."

Thinking of this, Gong Yao quickly bowed deeply.

"Haha, Gong Yao, you are getting better and better now."

But at this moment, a harsh mocking sound sounded.

In the distance of Jubao Pavilion, several young monks were walking over. Seeing this scene, the leader, a young man with a white face, sneered.

"Yu Chu, you also came to the Demonic Mountains."

Seeing the person coming, Gong Yao frowned, and a look of disgust flashed across his face.

"The battlefield of immortals and demons has opened here, and I happened to catch it. Of course I can't miss the opportunity." Yu Chu, the white-faced monk, sneered at this time: "If I don't find some immortal fate, how can I surpass you, the chief who became the leader by luck?

disciple."

"You say my success is all luck?" Gong Yao said coldly.

"Of course, if you didn't get the Black Scale Sword and accidentally got the sword intention, this chief disciple should have been mine." Yu Chu snorted.


Chapter completed!