Chapter 398: Offering Treasure

In fact, Fang Xing originally needed to contribute 70% of his resources to the clan for his cultivation at the foundation-building stage, but he had Chilong by his side, and the Hetian clan tried his best to win him over, so he didn't treat him as foundation-building, and When the priest spoke, he realized that he had been offended by his daughter before. In order to avoid resentment in his heart, the patriarch also planned to give him a preferential treatment, so that he did not have to hand over resources to the clan.

It's just that it's hard to say clearly about this matter, after all, so many offerings are watching from the side.

Even when the great priest entered Guixu 300 years ago, he had turned over 30% of the resources to the clan with his mid-term Golden Core cultivation.

It's fine to waive Fang Xing's resources in secret, but if it is stated explicitly that it is waived, I am afraid that other priests will feel unbalanced.

The power of the clan is composed of elders and priests in the clan, and it makes the priests feel dissatisfied, but it is also a big hidden danger.

In the slightly awkward atmosphere, Fang Xing laughed, took a glass of wine, walked to the middle of the hall, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, the boy doesn't understand the rules. He went to the mountains to worship bandits, and entered the temple to worship gods. Hate Tian Clan, it is also right to pay some tribute, when the boy fled to Guixu, although he was a little hasty, he brought something with him, let's show his heart today!"

As he spoke, he took out a storage bag from his pocket, went to the venue, and ordered someone to move a large table out.

The head of the Hentian clan and others were a little surprised to see that he was so knowledgeable and offered to pay tribute, and they all looked at him for a moment.

Fang Xing opened the storage bag, moved out a rockery, and put it on the table.

"It's actually a rockery, what is this?"

All the priests poked their heads to look this way, and when they saw the rockery, they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

On the other hand, when the great priest saw the rockery, he took a closer look, and then his eyes froze, and he let out a long breath.

Seeing this, the head of the Hentian Clan immediately knew that this treasure was extraordinary, and looked over at the great priest.

The great priest sighed softly, and said: "Little friend Xing is so extraordinary that he even took out a mountain treasure..."

"Shan Bao?"

In the main hall, there was a sound of gasping for air.

Even though the monks are not wealthy, they still have knowledge. I have heard of the name of mountain treasure. It is a magic weapon made from a mountain. If you are familiar with it, you will use the mountain to oppress people. What kind of domineering is this? Thinking of Fang Xing's first shot, it was this.

Fang Xing also sighed, and said bitterly: "This boy took this from the treasure of the Liuli Palace when the Liuli Palace was destroyed. It's too difficult, even if you hold it in your hand, it won't be of much use!"

These words secretly revealed the origin of Shanbao, and solved a little doubt in the hearts of the Hentian clan chief and others.

How can there be such a precious thing if you want to come to Fang Xing to build a foundation and cultivate yourself?

It must have been stolen from the treasure house of the Liuli Palace while taking advantage of the chaos, which also served as a stepping stone for Fang Xing's later explanations.

After Fang Xing took out the mountain treasure, he continued to dig into the storage bag. This time, he brought out a ruby ​​steed that was half a person tall. , There was an indescribably strange atmosphere immediately in the hall, and all the monks took a sip, and suddenly felt that their minds were clear and their meridians were much more relaxed.

"This is……"

All the monks were a little dazed, staring blankly, some dare not confirm.

"This is an elf!"

Suddenly, the patriarch of the Hentian clan and the grand priest slapped the table at the same time, rushed to the table, and looked at the horse excitedly.

The other monks in the hall were also a little dazed, and they didn't even recover for a while.

"Elf?"

It is these priests from the outside world who may not have heard this word for a long time.

Spirit spirits are not born from heaven and earth, but refined by monks using top-quality spirit stones. Any small piece of spirit energy contained in it is a hundred times greater than that of top-quality spirit stones of the same size. If it wasn't because it was too troublesome for Jindanzhixiu to use top-grade spirit stones to supplement spirit energy, I am afraid that no one would invent such a seriously depleted thing.

And in Guixu, even spirit stones are rare, who would be willing to use the best spirit stones to refine spirit spirits?

Therefore, in Returning to the Ruins, elves are something that no one has ever heard of.

Such a large piece of elves is no less than a priceless treasure. If it was replaced by spirit stones, how many pieces would there be? Tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands? For a while, even the patriarch of the Hentian Clan and the great priest couldn't calculate this number. The only thing they could be sure of was that such a piece of spirit was simply a priceless treasure. At least in Guixu, its value even surpassed that of the mountain. precious.

In the excited eyes of the monks, Fang Xing continued to take out things.

The first-class formation flag studded with precious treasures, the gorgeous flying sword, etc. are all rare treasures, but they were all collected from the dragon girl's treasury at the beginning. It was a sensation, but in Guixu, everything was practical, and it felt that it was not as valuable as the horses and mountain treasures carved out of spirits. If so, the great priest and the head of the Hentian clan were also extremely surprised.

I really didn't expect that this seemingly young boy would have a treasure in his body.

It's also fortunate that he offered it on his own initiative, otherwise, wouldn't the Hate Tian Clan miss the treasure?

At the end of the collection, all the big items had been taken out, so Fang Xing dumped the storage bag on the table, and scattered some small items, but they were some ordinary elixir, flying swords, and formations, although they were of good quality. Flags, talisman seals, hundreds of top-quality spirit stones, etc., these things are only things that Fang Xing has at his level of cultivation, and the more he thinks about these things, they seem to be stolen.

After putting away the things, Fang Xing patted his body and said with a wry smile: "I came in a hurry, and the kid only brought this little thing, which made everyone laugh. It's a pity, if I could get the news earlier, I would have more money." Take a little more..."

At this time, there were no other storage bags on him.

After seeing the great priest at that time, he already found that the people in Guixu were difficult to deal with. He was carrying a treasure, so how dare he put it on his body? Taking advantage of the time to get his cassock, he hid all the other storage bags, and only brought this storage bag on his body to hate Tianshi. An unintentional move, it really came in handy , otherwise, it would be really troublesome now.

Besides, he has a lot of treasures, and only a person who can't fit in one storage bag will have seven or eight storage bags plus a storage ring specially for holding valuables. Most of the other monks have one per person. The storage bag didn't raise any doubts. With everything taken out at this time, it seemed frank and frank. Taking a step back, these things were amazing enough.

"Little friend Xing is really extraordinary. Logically speaking, although friend Xing is a foundation-builder, he is a high-level enshrinement. He only needs to hand over 30% of his own resources to the clan. Among these things..." the great enshrined He opened his mouth slowly, and at the same time looked at the dignified head of the Hentian Clan. To be honest, they were all moved when they saw these treasures. As long as they were only 30%, they already felt that it was too little.

But the rules are like this, and all the priests are sitting here, but it is not easy to tear openly.

What's more, Fang Xing's red dragon has a lot of functions, and they can't really do too much, which chills his heart.

But with so many treasures, if you don't accept them, you will feel unwilling.

Not to mention anything else, that big piece of elf is a good thing, and it is equivalent to a priceless treasure in this ruins.

Fang Xing watched coldly, naturally he could not fail to understand their intentions, so he laughed and said: "The boy is new here, and he doesn't know the rules, and there are many things that are not needed for my cultivation, so I will dedicate them to the patriarch. It’s fine to show your sincerity, you don’t need to be limited to 30% to 50%, but the magic weapons and weapons these guys are used to usually have to stay, and in addition..."

He pondered for a while, but picked out a flying sword studded with treasures, which looked extremely gorgeous and dazzling, held his hand and said: "I don't care about other treasures, but this flying sword, my boy, don't care about it." Can't give..."

When everyone heard the words, they all looked at the flying sword in Fang Xing's hand, and thought in their hearts, this kid is so generous, it seems that he means to dedicate both the mountain treasure and the elf to the clan, why is he against this way? Feijian is so important? Could it be that there is something different about this flying sword, the more he thought about it, he kept staring at that flying sword, and felt that it was extraordinarily gorgeous, maybe it really has some tricks.

The big priest was also a little surprised, looked at the flying sword carefully, and said in a deep thought: "You should keep whatever you want in your hands, but the old man would like to ask, is there something special about this flying sword?" ?”

What he said was a sincere inquiry, and he didn't mean to keep it for himself.

"this……"

Fang Xing suddenly became jealous, and seemed a little embarrassed.

When everyone saw this, they felt a little strange, thinking that the big offering was just asking you about the difference of this flying sword, and didn't say that you would not be allowed to keep it. In fact, with that elf, you would be defenseless if you kept anything. You said it, but why are you blushing?

In the suspicious eyes of everyone, Fang Xing seemed to muster up his courage, hesitantly and slowly turned to the young lady, with a shy and dull expression, slowly moved to the front of the young lady, and said in a voice like a gnat: "This ...When the boy first met, he destroyed the young master's long sword, and his heart...was uneasy...so he took the sword and regarded it as an apology to the young master..."

When he said this, he peeked at the young lady, blushing fiercely, and a hint of greed flashed past.

boom!

All the cultivators in the hall suddenly understood something, and their expressions were a little weird and a little sneering.

No wonder this kid is so stupid, he dares to take out all kinds of treasures, with an air of impartiality.

No wonder this kid was tortured by the son-in-law, but he still looks like he doesn't hold any grudges.

No wonder this kid didn't keep so many rare treasures, so he insisted on keeping such a flying sword.

Daringly, this kid has taken a fancy to the son-in-law and wants to be the son-in-law of the Hate Tian clan...