Since entering Taicang Sect, Zhou Tong has basically been staying in the Killing Cave as an executioner, but has accumulated a lot of contribution points.

He only stayed on the first floor of the Killing Cave for a month and earned 3,000 contribution points.

I stayed in the second floor for six months, with 5,000 contribution points per month and earned 30,000 contribution points.

The third level is 8,000 contribution points per month. After staying for seven months, I earned 56,000 contribution points.

When Zhou Tong first came to Taicang Sect, he sold the resources he obtained in the Tianjiu Secret Realm in exchange for the resources to practice the three thousand Fengying, and there were still 7,000 contribution points left.

Therefore, Zhou Tong now has a total of 96,000 contribution points, which is a considerable amount.

Zhou Tong first went to find Senior Brother Yan Song and said goodbye to him.

"I'm leaving this time, will I come back?" Yan Song asked with a smile.

"It should be... not coming back."

With the experience from last time, Zhou Tong did not say too much this time.

"Haha, go." Yan Song smiled slightly and waved to him.

Zhou Tong held his fist and bowed to him, turned around and came out of the killing hole, soared into the air, and headed directly towards the Pavilion of All Things.

After a while, Zhou Tong landed directly not far from Wanwu Pavilion and walked slowly over.

The purpose of Zhou Tong's trip is very clear.

In the past year and a half, although his focus has been on martial arts, he has been taking Bihai Dan to improve his blood power cultivation. Although his qualifications are not good, he has made some progress.

Now, he needs to buy some pills to improve blood strength, and strive to break through to the middle stage of the extreme realm within this month.

In addition, he is also planning to buy a secret earth-level blood vessel.

His current blood secret weapon is only the middle level of the Xuan level, which is really a bit too low.

After entering the Pavilion of All Things, a friend who was responsible for the reception immediately came up.

The clerks from the Wanwu Pavilion are also from Taicang Sect, but most of the people who are responsible for these chores are reserve disciples.

"I wonder what this senior brother wants to buy?" A young disciple wearing a green hat asked Zhou Tong with a smile after bowing to him.

Zhou Tong truthfully expressed his needs.

There are a wide range of things in the Pavilion of All Things, and it is time-consuming to choose from. It is better to give a request to ask the prepared disciples in front of you to recommend them.

"According to what my senior brother said, I suggest that in terms of spiritual pills, Zhou Tong can buy 5,000 Nine Spirit Pills that contribute one. This pill is made of nine precious genius treasures, and has a miraculous effect on improving cultivation.

Apart from the price being a little more expensive, there is nothing wrong with it."

The preparatory disciple recommended with a smile.

"Nine Spirit Pills?"

Zhou Tong had heard of this elixir name, but he did not refuse. He nodded slightly and said, "It's all, I'll give me a pill."

According to Zhou Tong's estimate, four pills should be enough for him to break through to the middle stage of the extreme realm.

Next, Zhou Tong chose a long sword engraved with fire attribute ban. This sword is a middle-grade blood vessel of the earth level, and it spent 75,000 contribution points at once.

After accumulating a contribution point for a year and a half, only one thousand contribution points were left in just a few strokes, which made Zhou Tong feel a little painful.

Zhou Tong was only in the early stage of the extreme realm, but he was so generous in his actions, which surprised the preparatory disciple a little.

Under the respectful sending of the preparatory disciple, Zhou Tong left directly.

A month later, Xiao Bi was about to open. Zhou Tong dared not delay and went back to his residence and stepped into the quiet room.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he opened a wooden box in his hand, revealing a red small sword inside, covered with dense spiritual patterns.

"This sword is still called Nether Fire."

Zhou Tong smiled slightly. This sword originally had its own name, but his previous mysterious middle-level blood vessel was called Minghuo.

He liked this name very much, so he followed the previous name.

Zhou Tong bounced his fingers, and a blood force whizzed out, wrapping around the Nether Fire Sword.

The sword suddenly trembled slightly, emitting a faint light, which directly floated in his chest.

Zhou Tong clasped his hands and waved his spiritual lights flew out, slowly refining them.

Time flies and seven days pass.

Zhou Tong also successfully refined the sword. He waved his hand and the red small sword suddenly rose in the wind, from the size of a palm to the normal weapon.

After hovering in the air, it fell back again and directly merged into Zhou Tong's body.

"The first step is completed, and the rest is to improve the cultivation."

Zhou Tong chuckled, took out a jade bottle, and poured out a Nine Spirit Pill from it.

This pill is all green in color, with nine tiny holes on it, and a faint white mist is filled with, which looks very strange.

As soon as this pill recipe appears, a refreshing fragrance permeates the quiet room.

Zhou Tong twisted up the Nine Spirit Pills and sent them into his mouth.

The elixir melts in the mouth, with a rustling and dense feeling, and a hint of sweetness.

I have to say that this is the best pill Zhou Tong has taken.

Soon, the medicinal power of the pill was released, and a warm current filled Zhou Tong's body with a hint of warmth.

Zhou Tong did not dare to neglect, so he quickly used the exercises and worked hard to refine the medicinal power.

The Nine Spirit Pill is worthy of being a spiritual pill that contributes one to five thousand points. You should know that the outer disciples will only reach the maximum of one thousand points in a month when doing rotating tasks.

At this moment, the pills need those disciples who do rotating tasks to work hard to accumulate for five months before they can obtain them.

The effect of this pill is very strong. Zhou Tong is pursuing his skills and can clearly feel that his cultivation is constantly improving.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed and Zhou Tong refined the medicinal power of the elixir.

This pill can only be taken once in seven days, and Zhou Tong can only temporarily stop for a few days before taking the pills again to practice. After he refined the second pill, he had already reached a bottleneck.

A few more days later, when he was able to take the pill again, Zhou Tong walked back into the quiet room.

"This time we will definitely make a breakthrough in one fell swoop!"

Zhou Tong sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, full of confidence.

After the elixir was in the mouth, Zhou Tong pinched his hands and tried hard to refine it.

Two days passed like this, and at some point, Zhou Tong's blood surged violently, and the seal in his hand became more and more urgent, his clothes were all windless, and a powerful force came out of his body.

boom!

It seemed as if the flood had reopened the dam. Under Zhou Tong's continuous impact, the bottleneck between the early and mid-stage extreme realm was finally reopened by him.

For a moment, Zhou Tong's blood force began to grow rapidly.

After half an hour, everything calmed down. Zhou Tong opened his eyes and let out a long breath of turbid air, and a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

"Now, my bloodline has reached the middle stage of the extreme realm, and my artistic conception has reached the second level. With more powerful martial arts, it should be enough to compete with the geniuses in the outer sect of Jiyan Peak."

Zhou Tong's eyes flashed.

After lurking and practicing for so long, it's time for him to go out and move.

By the way, Zhou Tong only upgraded his artistic conception to the first level before, but in the next few months of cultivation, he naturally made a new breakthrough.

"Well, four days later will be the day that Xiaobi will start, so it's time for me to sign up."

Zhou Tong murmured in a low voice, then turned around and went out.

There were more than 3,000 disciples from Jiyan Peak’s outer sect, and all the disciples had more than 10,000.

With so many disciples, not everyone is qualified to participate.

Therefore, to participate in the small competition, you need to pass a certain test first.

Soon, Zhou Tong stopped in a square in Jiyan Peak. Opposite the square was the Jiyan Peak Law Enforcement Pavilion.

This is also a place for quizzes.

After entering the law enforcement cabinet, Zhou Tong found a rotating disciple and explained his purpose.

The disciple was surprised to see that Zhou Tong had only the middle level of the extreme realm and actually signed up for the small game. After all, most of the disciples who participated in the small game were disciples in the late stage of the extreme realm.

However, he did not dare to neglect it. He quickly led Zhou Tong to a hall on the side, then clasped his fists at an old man in the hall, and hurriedly retreated.

Zhou Tong looked up and saw that the old man in front of him was powerful and obviously a powerful man in the celestial realm. He quickly clasped his fists and saluted him.

Although the old man in front of him is also in the celestial realm, he is obviously very old and has insufficient potential, so his status is not as good as that of Senior Brother Yan Song’s young powerful man in the celestial realm in secret.

This kind of celestial realm with almost exhausted potential usually serves as a deacon with some power within the sect.

"Oh, a disciple from the middle stage of the extreme realm has come. You must be sure to pass the test." The old man smiled slightly.

"Disciple still has some chance of winning." Zhou Tong said calmly.

"Well, send your identity token."

Zhou Tong handed it over, and the old man was injected with blood and recorded the information about Zhou Tong next time.
To be continued...