Chapter 63 Isolation

Jiang Chen shook his head, didn't take it seriously, and walked towards the center of the Xuanji Hall.

There is a big pillar with a dragon on it, which is lifelike, especially the longan's eyes are two precious stones, and the light emitted makes people have the illusion of being stared at.

The eight-faced stele was erected against the pillars, and there were rows of small characters on it, which were not engraved or written on the stone surface, as if some kind of light energy was condensed.

Jiang Chen took a closer look, and saw that there were tasks one by one.

After someone completes the task, the words on the stele will disappear automatically.

Each line of text includes the details of the task and the contribution value of the reward, and at the same time indicates the degree of danger, warning disciples who are too low-level not to act rashly.

Jiang Chen took a rough look, the difficulty of the task is graded.

Normal, Adventure, Hard, King, Nightmare.

Ordinary task contribution value rewards are hundreds, rarely thousands.

Adventurous and difficult missions have a contribution value of thousands, king difficulty is tens of thousands, and nightmare missions can have hundreds of thousands.

Different levels of difficulty have different requirements for realms. For example, the Nightmare level must have the strength of the Immortal Ascension Boundary to complete.

"What task are you going to receive?"

A familiar voice came from next to his ear, Jiang Chen looked sideways and found that it was Wen Xin.

The woman didn't seem to notice the atmosphere in the Hall of Mysteries, and she came to Jiang Chen's side very normally, her beautiful eyes wandering on the stone tablet.

"Look, take your time, there are two years anyway."

Jiang Chen thought of something, and asked curiously: "As the princess, you shouldn't need to earn contribution value through such a method, right? Just spend money and be promoted as an inner disciple."

"One million purple gold can cultivate a person with good talent into an imaginary state." Wen Xin squinted at him, revealing the whites of her eyes, even though it was only for a moment, it was very sexy.

Jiang Chen nodded, with one million funds, Jiang's family went bankrupt, even if they sold off their property, they couldn't get it out.

"The contribution value cannot be exchanged for purple gold, the sect is really a chicken thief." Jiang Chen laughed.

"However, the spirit pills or spiritual tools exchanged for the contribution points can be sold for money." Wen Xin said.

During the conversation, Meng Hao rushed into the Hall of Mysteries, came to Jiang Chen's side, and quickly said: "Jiang Chen, no one wants to take the bamboo I cut down."

"What?" Jiang Chen vaguely guessed something.

"Outside the bamboo forest, there were people from the inner disciples who bought it, but I went up with the chopped bamboo and refused all of them."

"Can't you still give it to the sect?"

"The elders of the sect said my bamboo is bad." Meng Hao said angrily.

Jiang Chen glanced at the disciples who were far away around him, took a deep breath, and said to himself, "You don't want me to live."

"Did something happen? I have some contribution points, I can lend you temporarily." Wen Xin said.

Jiang Chen didn't refuse, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to eat today.

Unexpectedly, at this time, three or four people walked in from outside the Xuanji Hall. Looking at the clothes on their bodies, they were inner disciples. The leading man attracted many people's attention.

"It's Brother Zheng!"

Someone exclaimed, with a look of admiration on his face.

This Senior Brother Zheng didn't respond to them, his resolute face was expressionless, and he went straight to Jiang Chen.

However, he just glanced at Jiang Chen, and his eyes fell on Wen Xin.

"Master Wenxin, don't get close to this person."

When he said this, he pointed at Jiang Chen.

Immediately, many disciples of Xuanji Hall showed gloating expressions, as if they had expected it.

The news that Jiang Chen passed the Tiandaomen trial ten days ago and beheaded Ning Ping and Zhang Shichao spread quickly.

During these ten days, Jiang Chen probably didn't do anything in the Hong Mansion.

However, Ning Haotian has already arranged everything, waiting for Jiang Chen's arrival.

"Are you ordering me?" Wen Xinliu frowned, and it took her a while to understand what she meant.

"I'm doing it for your own good," Senior Brother Zheng said.

"He wants to teach me the way of swordsmanship. If I don't get close to him, who will teach me? Will you come?" Wen Xin's distinctive personality was perfectly displayed at this time.

"I can't teach you swordsmanship, but you still have the hope of becoming an inner disciple." Senior Brother Zheng said.

"Are you threatening me?" Wen Xin's almond eyes shone coldly, her expression extremely displeased.

Brother Zheng was unmoved, thinking that Wen Xin's confidence came from his identity, and said: "The identity of the princess has no effect in Tiandaomen."

"Well, I'll tell you too, I just want to walk with Jiang Chen." Wen Xin said that, suddenly felt something was wrong, the relationship between her and Jiang Chen didn't seem to be as good as she said.

Brother Zheng curled his lips, turned to look at Meng Hao, and said, "Be my follower, and after three months, I will give you a place as an outer disciple."

At this time, his purpose was already obvious, to isolate Jiang Chen.

Hearing this, Meng Hao was shocked and his heart beat faster, but he didn't hesitate for a long time, shook his head and said, "No need."

His conduct is so upright, and it is also the reason why Jiang Chen helped him.

"Are you sure?! Think clearly before answering!" Brother Zheng, who was rejected twice, couldn't help but emphasize his tone.

"I'm sure." Meng Hao said.

Jiang Chen smiled, Senior Brother Zheng, who had been deflated one after another, looked very exciting.

The spectators didn't expect Meng Hao and Wen Xin to have such backbone.

"Very good." Brother Zheng gritted his teeth, turned and left.

"Wait!"

Jiang Chen spoke suddenly, called him to stop, and said, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"You are not worthy." Brother Zheng sneered.

"Let me stroke it, you ran in front of me, threatened my friend, and you plan to leave like this?" Jiang Chen walked towards him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I speak so directly, what do you want?" Brother Zheng said.

Snapped!

Jiang Chen came in front of him, unexpectedly slapped Senior Brother Zheng on the face with such force that the corner of his mouth was bleeding.

"It hurts like this when I hit someone, what do you want?" Jiang Chen mocked.

Silence, silence.

The outer disciple slapped the inner disciple without even thinking about it.

But Jiang Chen did this.

"It seems that this Jiang Chen is not a steamed stuffed bun, this is a good show to watch." Everyone thought in their hearts.

"you!"

Senior brother Zheng himself was also stunned, he touched his stinging cheek, his eyes were about to burst into flames, and he punched Jiang Chen in the face.

However, Jiang Chen easily dodged it, and said: "The late stage of Yuan Ju Jing is perfect, what right do you have to shout in front of me? Don't you know that I killed a late Yuan Yuan Jing recently?"

If Ning Haotian wants to deal with him, Jiang Chen will not be polite.

"you wanna die!"

Senior Brother Zheng let out a roar, and all his true energy burst out.

"What do you want to do? Do you want to do something in the Hall of Mysteries?!"

At this time, an old voice sounded from the corner of Xuanji Palace.

A short old man was sitting on an armchair, squinting his eyes and looking towards this side.

"Elder Wu."

He looked like an ordinary old man, but Senior Brother Zheng was extremely respectful.

"It was Jiang Chen who made the first move." Senior Brother Zheng said angrily.

"Elder, I just gave him a slap because of his provocative words. I didn't use my real energy. How can I count it as a hand? On the contrary, he looks like he wants to kill me."

Jiang Chen memorized the rules of the house, and deliberately took advantage of the loopholes.

"Elder..." Brother Zheng immediately wanted to refute.

"Okay, Zheng Ping, it's your fault that you provoked first. As for your hatred, don't let me do it." The elder interrupted him impatiently.