Chapter 3192: return

"Fang Chuan?"
When Fang Chuan passed the security gate, he touched the formation of the safe area. Because his breath was still human, he entered the safe area directly through the security gate.
Then, the Purple Sword King had already appeared beside him.
When the Purple Sword King saw Fang Chuan, his face was surprised. Three years before Chuan left, he felt that Fang Chuan was a little adventurous.
Later, Fang Chuan really didn't come back. He already suspected that Fang Chuan, like those before him, either died outside or never returned.
Unexpectedly, Fang Chuan returned after so many years.
"The Purple Sword King."
Fang Chuan saw the Purple Sword King and said with a smile: "Long time no see."
"long time no see."
As the Purple Sword King answered, his divine consciousness had already been swept across Fang Chuan, and he confirmed that Fang Chuan's breath had not changed.
Fang Chuan is still human!
This made him even more surprised.
This kid stayed outside for two or three years, yet he was not affected by the chaotic will?
He nodded and said, "I didn't expect you to be alive. How did you avoid the influence of chaotic will?"
"It's also a coincidence."
Fang Chuan smiled slightly and said, "I almost can't come back, but luck is good. The Ruins of Time is really a dangerous place."
"Ok."
The Purple Sword King asked a few more questions and didn't ask more. Once he reached his realm, it was mainly to break through the current realm. It was only his part-time job to manage this place.
He waved his hand and said: "You haven't come back for so many years. You should have gained a lot. You can polish it here. I know your affairs. Take your time. Don't worry."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and returned to the square and began his own practice.
"It's still the same."
Fang Chuan glanced at this wide square and sighed. After walking for two or three years, it seemed that there was no change at all.
There doesn't seem to be any trace of time here.
In fact, this is mainly because there are not many people coming and going. Most people sit dead, not to mention two or three years, or ten or twenty years, and they may not move a bit.
"I have earned so many treasures this time, and I can get a lot of martial arts contribution points with a little bit, and I can go to the actual combat island and the pressure island to play."
Fang Chuan quickly made a plan, anyway, he still has seven years, although he has now reached the first stage of the Mahayana realm, and has a combat effectiveness close to that of the Second Tribulation Earth Immortal.
However, this was originally a holy place for cultivation, he had so many resources, he could try to polish it for a while.
Therefore, he quickly went to the central hall.
"Senior, trouble in exchange for 100,000 sect contribution points."
There was only one old man in the huge central hall. The old man was wearing a gray robe, sitting on a chair, and looking at a book intently.
The content of the book seemed so attractive that Fang Chuan didn't look away from the book when Fang Chuan came in.
It wasn't until Fang Chuan said his intention to come, that he slowly put down the book, and his gray eyes looked at Fang Chuan with a hint of surprise.
He knew about Fang Chuan. He hadn't returned for two or three years, and he would exchange 100,000 sect contribution points once he returned.
This is not a small amount!
He smiled and nodded: "Okay, you can exchange as much."
Huh--
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and Fang Chuan appeared out of thin air with a big list, densely packed with text patterns and exchange prices.
He calmly said: "You are optimistic, except for these, I will not accept it here."
"it is good."
Fang Chuan also froze for a moment. This list is full of good things. For the Pavilion of War and Fire, there are only two or three of these good things.
If it weren't for the death of the fire and using their storage ring to hold his own life, Fang Chuan would really not be able to exchange 100,000 sect contribution points.
However, thinking about who these people were cultivating here, he was relieved.
Although he hadn't seen a powerful person in the Ascended Realm, there were so many Nine Tribulations Earth Immortals here, and in comparison, they were not worse than the City of War.
These people's vision is naturally unusual.
Hh hh...
With Fang Chuan's mental strength, one only needs to look at it to remember this list, and to distinguish the things and values ​​on the list.
With a flick of his finger, a stream of light fell on the huge purple wooden table in front of the old man, exuding the scent of sandalwood.
"Good guy!"
This is a lot of fine treasures of heaven, material and earth, all of which are at or above the tribulation level. Forget it, Fang Chuan is just enough to exchange 100,000 sect contribution points.
The old man's gray eyes suddenly lit up.
Then, with a wave of his hand, these heavenly materials and earth treasures above the Cross Tribulation Rank were immediately included in his own space.
Then, a group of dense silver star points, following his wave of hand, suddenly, 100,000 star points came to Fang Chuan's body.
"Thank you."
Fang Chuan smiled when he saw this, and then used his Tai Xuan Ling to absorb these 100,000 stars. Suddenly, Tai Xuan Ling made the silver light shine.
One hundred thousand martial arts contribution points get in hand.
He bowed slightly, "Farewell."
"Wait."
The old man looked at Fang Chuan and asked, "I heard that you are very good at alchemy. You are a nine-level alchemy master. Can you refine a half-step holy pill or a holy grade pill?"
"Huh?" Fang Chuan was taken aback.
The old man smiled and said: "If you can refine the holy grade pill, I can give you 10,000 sects contribution points with a holy grade pill."
He paused and looked at Fang Chuan and said, "How about it, are you interested?"
"You can try."
Fang Chuan nodded, but then said: "But I just came back, wait for a while."
"Yes, I'm ready to come and find me." The old man finished speaking, restored to his previous state, and started reading.
Fang Chuan was very curious what the book he was reading, but this old man was obviously not easy to mess with, and even his spiritual sense could not see the other side's realm.
Therefore, it is even more impossible for him to scan the other party's books with his spiritual knowledge, which is a taboo.
He said goodbye and left the hall.
One hundred thousand sect contribution points, when he reaches his level, it is really consumed, but it can't last long.
He has just broken through the Mahayana realm and reached the peak. It is not easy to break through. Therefore, he needs more actual combat and coercion.
Then wait until the time is right, and then use a pill or the like to help break through.
"Go to Battle Island first."
Fang Chuan thought for a while and went straight to the actual combat island.
Arriving outside the gate of Actual Combat Island, Fang Chuan felt a mountain of pressure coming from inside, causing him to breathe.
It seems that there are even ascended puppets inside!
How did this come from?
I heard the Purple Sword King say that these puppets were found in the Ruins of Time, but he hadn't found them in the Land of the Monster Race or the City of War.
Of course, he does not think that he has been in the Ruins of Time for three years, especially most of the time is used to escape, can travel through the Ruins of Time, 　 can fully understand the Ruins of Time.
Squeak... He was about to knock on the door, the door opened, and a person walked out from the inside, but this person was the third on the list of Tianjiao-Eternal Saint!