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Chapter 117: Treasure Pavilion, Foundation Building Pill (Third update, please subscribe, please support)

"A thousand-year-old elixir has a minimum value of 100,000 sect contributions. The specific value is determined based on the type, efficacy, rarity, and specific year."

"A hundred-year-old elixir, the minimum contribution is five thousand sect contributions. The specific value is determined based on the type, efficacy, rarity and specific year!"

On the side of the main peak of Yunyang Sect which has been raised and enlarged, Jiang Chuan is now standing in front of a huge signboard.

There are many people here.

When the treasure pavilion was first opened, many disciples came to join in the fun or to exchange treasures.

Right now Jiang Chuan is looking at some of the information on the notice.

The value of the thousand-year-old elixir and the hundred-year-old elixir was almost the same as he had estimated.

A thousand-year-old elixir, calculated based on contribution, is worth at least ten thousand spirit stones.

Although the century-old ones are not that valuable.

But the minimum of 500 spirit stones is also a huge fortune for most people.

What's more, this five hundred mark is not just five hundred.

Spiritual medicines that are rare or have a longer age, such as those that are hundreds of years old in Jiangchuan’s storage bag, definitely cannot be worth only 500 spirit stones.

After reading all the way through, Jiang Chuan was suddenly stunned.

Because the last exchange item reads: "Secret Realm Spiritual Soil, 10 kg for one point of sect contribution!"

"Wow, soil can really be sold for money, and it's so valuable!"

Jiang Chuan smacked his lips.

He has it too, but he definitely won't sell it.

Put it in the portable space to let the eternal elixir take root.

However, this may also be a small profit for other disciples.

Jiang Chuan believed that he was definitely not the only one digging the soil.

The soil in the secret realm is fertile and contains spiritual energy, so those disciples with low cultivation levels dare not snatch the spiritual medicines and other resources.

Anyone with a quick mind would be able to dig a storage bag out of the soil.

The facts also proved Jiang Chuan's guess. Someone nearby exclaimed: "Oh my god, they really collect soil. I dug half of the storage bag and originally wanted to use it myself, but now I just go and change it!"

This is Yao Feng’s disciple.

"I dug it too, let's go, let's go together, let's go together!"

There were many disciples who ran towards the nearby hall in surprise.

Jiang Chuan was not in a hurry and looked at the redeemable items on the other side of the signboard again.

The top one is the foundation-building pill.

Fifty thousand sect contributions are equivalent to five thousand spirit stones and half a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine.

The price is very high, but this thing is a necessity for most Qi training practitioners who want to break through to the foundation building stage.

As far as Jiang Chuan knows, the auction price of the two Foundation Establishment Pills at Tianmiaofang is basically over five thousand every year.

The sect’s direct sales didn’t offer any discounts, but they weren’t expensive either.

I looked at the exchange prices of other items again.

Immediately, Jiang Chuan calculated something in his mind and walked towards the newly built hall.

He still needs to change the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Not for myself, but for the old turtle.

Although he practiced both physical and magical skills, he only needed one foundation-building pill.

The most difficult part of foundation building is to build a bridge between man and the universe. As long as this step is successful, even if your magic power has not reached the late stage of Qi training, you will not need to take foundation building pills if you break through slowly later.

As if it were a natural process, one would be able to utilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to achieve a breakthrough.

"Elder Jiang!"

As he entered the hall, a foundation-building cultivator immediately saw Jiang Chuan.

Although there was a moment's hesitation on his face, he still walked out quickly and saluted Jiangchuan.

Although it was a bit awkward to do so, after all, there were so many disciples in the hall, but precisely because there were so many disciples, he could not be rude now.

"Elder Jiang!"

The other two foundation-building monks and some disciples in the hall also bent down with different expressions.

In fact, there were disciples outside who greeted Jiang Chuan just now.

Of course, there are also those who pretend not to see it.

"Haha, fellow masters, please don't be polite. And fellow disciples, please go about your own business. I am also here to exchange items!"

Jiang Chuan smiled.

In this situation, I felt a little happy inside, but also a little frustrated.

"Elder, do you need to exchange anything?" At this time, the foundation-building cultivator standing in front of him smiled and said, "Well, exchange a few spiritual herbs for some contributions, and then exchange them for a foundation-building pill, two talismans, a shrinking talisman, and ten pairs of thousand-mile sound transmission talismans!"

"Huh?" The foundation-building cultivator in front of him was stunned, and so were the other disciples who heard this.

What a grand gesture!
This is worth eighty or ninety thousand sect contributions!

It’s almost like a thousand-year-old elixir.

The foundation-building monk in front of him was slightly stunned, then quickly put on a smile and led the way: "Elder, please!"

Big business is coming!
What Jiangchuan wants are very valuable. It seems that Jiangchuan really got a lot of good things during this trip to the secret realm!

The other disciples also stared with wide eyes, expecting Jiang Chuan to come up with something to open their eyes.

Soon, Jiang Chuan followed the foundation-building cultivator to the counter and started taking things out.

One thousand-year-old magical herb and five hundred-year-old magical medicines of different years.

The value may not be as much as the two thousand-year-old spiritual herbs that Si Yao reminded me of, but don’t forget that Jiang Chuan himself, as an elder, makes a hundred thousand contributions to the sect every year.

This is equivalent to a thousand-year-old elixir.

So let's do the math, after exchanging the things he wanted, the contribution left should be about the same.

"This is the thousand-year-old Seven Star Grass. It is intact and not damaged. Elder, this spiritual grass is worth 120,000 contributions to the sect!"

Another cultivator in the late foundation building stage came in front of him, and he carefully held the thousand-year-old spiritual herb that Jiang Chuan took out in his hand.

Jiang Chuan knew him, the master of Yaofeng Peak.

"Thank you, Master!" Jiang Chuan bent down.

Then, other spiritual herbs were identified one by one.

After the final calculation, the sect contribution was exactly 175,000.

The things that Jiangchuan exchanged required 85,000 sect contributions.

After the final calculation, there were still a little over 190,000 sect contributions left in Elder Jiangchuan's token.

It is almost worth two thousand-year-old elixirs.

Although the price of the elixir sold was slightly lower than Jiang Chuan had estimated, it was not a big problem.

Just keep these. If you don’t have enough contribution points to exchange for elixirs, you can just take out two more elixirs then.

At present, Jiang Chuan still has three thousand-year-old spiritual medicines, two thousand-year-old spiritual fruits, and five hundred-year-old spiritual medicines and spiritual fruits.

He planned to keep these for himself.

Although the contribution to the sect is good, it cannot be used outside the sect. He will definitely not replace all of them.

Naturally, as for the thousand-year-old elixir, it goes without saying that Jiang Chuan had never intended to sell it!
After walking out of the treasure pavilion, Jiang Chuan took off on a flying boat. Not long after, he transferred the foundation-building pill and the bottle into his personal space.

"Master, what is this?"

The old turtle was still lying on its back on the water with its shell facing downwards. When it heard the noise, it immediately poked its head out, opened its eyes and took a look.

As a turtle, it perfectly illustrates what it means to be a turtle if you don't move.

Jiangchuan came in ten times, and nine times it just floated there and slept motionlessly.

"Foundation Pill!"

"Wow~"

The water surface exploded, and the old turtle suddenly turned over. Before it turned over, its head stuck out and tried to swallow the bottle in one gulp.

The foundation-building pill for mankind!
It knew it, but had never seen it. Now it was right in front of it, how could it remain calm?

But the next second it became anxious.

The open mouth covered the medicine bottle, but the mouth could not close.

"Why are you in such a hurry? I'm going to participate in a fishing competition in a few days. Bah, it's a Foundation Establishment Pill Competition. There's a lake there with big fish.

You have to help me when the time comes. You can’t eat the foundation-building pill now. Come out and eat it together later!"

After saying that, Jiang Chuan used his mind to control the jade bottle containing the Foundation Establishment Pill to fly out of the old turtle's mouth, and at the same time he also released control over its mouth.

"All right!"

The old turtle looked eagerly at the Foundation Establishment Pill in front of him, but did not dare to disobey Jiang Chuan's order.

"Don't worry, this foundation-building pill is definitely for you, you just have to wait a few days!"

"Thank you, master!" The old turtle squeezed his face to express his gratitude.

"Well, that's it, you take a rest, I'll call you in a few days!"

Jiang Chuan retracted his thoughts and looked around in the sky.
After thinking about it, Jiang Chuan immediately adjusted his direction and flew towards the outside of the sect.

I was free anyway and had originally wanted to send the Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Note to my master, but it seemed there was no rush.

So, let’s go fishing first.

I haven't fished for several days. Now that no one is around, I'll go fishing.

(End of this chapter)