In the early morning, the morning sun is rising, and the morning light is sprinkled on the mountain behind Bingyan Peak, but it is pulled by a force, absorbing all the sunlight.

To the east of the hot springs lies a bone-rock mountain, surrounded by iron willow forests, and the top of the peak is shrouded in a cloud of mist, absorbing all the sunlight.

In a moment, in this fog, there were scattered rays of Ruixia, spreading towards the surroundings, and the entire back mountain was full of clouds and clouds, like a fairyland on earth.

At this time, in the hot spring, Qin Mo and the others, Yin Cheng, and the squirrel Xiaogang were all soaked in it, and they were all tired after working all night.

The process of planting the [Seven Desires Treasure Tree] far exceeded their imagination, as soon as Qin Mo took out the treasure tree last night, the bone rock increased uncontrollably, and its weight became heavier and heavier, it really looked like a small mountain.

Qin Mo was suddenly shocked, although he had divine power, he couldn't lift it, and hurriedly beckoned Xiong Biao for help. However, the bone rock was getting bigger and bigger, and both of them were terrified, looking around for a place where they could place the bone rock.

However, this [Seven Desires Treasure Tree] is really psychic, and it is not willing to land in an inappropriate place. In this way, this bone rock is getting bigger and bigger, and later, the squirrel Xiaogang also joined in to support it, and Lord Ruan Feng also joined in.

Finally, in a place to the east of the hot spring treasure land, this bone rock was put down, and this [Seven Desires Treasure Tree] could be regarded as settling down in Bingyan Peak, but it exhausted Qin Mo and the others to the point of collapse.

Lying in the hot spring, Qin Mo enjoyed a rare tranquility, looking around, the area behind the mountain was already like a mist, the surrounding aura was rich, and the mid-air was full of colors, it was really a treasure land.

At least, among the Thousand Yuan Sect, even compared to the cultivation environment of the Wind Vein Valley, the back mountain of Bingyan Peak was not inferior, and this place was already an important cultivation place comparable to the Five Rank Sect.

Moreover, this is only the beginning, the back mountain has just taken shape, and there is huge room for improvement.

"The opening of the 'Swamp of Bones and Bones' is less than five days, and everything needs to be careful when you go there. ”

In the hot spring, Lord Ruan Feng suddenly opened his mouth and told Qin Mo that this trip was very dangerous, and that he would leave tomorrow at most. Because the disciples of the sect who participated in the "Blood and Bone Swamp" had already rushed to their destination a few days ago.

The place where the Bloody Bone Swamp was located was in the north of Xiling Battle City, and it was quite a long way away from the Thousand Yuan Sect, and Qin Mo would not be able to catch up if he set off two days late.

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment and nodded slowly, but before he set off, he wanted to go to the Thousand Yuan Hall to exchange for a superior sword skill.

But he listened to Lord Ruan Feng's instructions, this trip to the "Bloody Bone Swamp", it is best to bring some beasts back to raise, otherwise, the food in the back mountain really can't withstand Xiong Biao's appetite.

Seeing Xiong Biao soaking in the hot springs while gnawing corn, there were already hundreds of bare corn cobs behind him, Qin Mo could only smile bitterly, this big boy's belly was really amazing, like a bottomless pit, he could eat at any time.

When the sun was up, Qin Mo came out of the hot spring, his tiredness was swept away, he was in good spirits, he tidied up, and rushed to the thousand-yuan hall of the sect master's peak.

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In the morning, under the peak of the sect master, the thousand-yuan hall.

Compared to coming here in January, Qin Mo found that there were very few people in the entire hall, except for a few cleaning handymen, not even a single sect disciple was missing.

Even, there were no elders on duty in the Hall of Merit, which made Qin Mo very depressed, he urgently needed to exchange the merit points of the sect.

The handyman who swept the floor next to him told him that since three days ago, this was the case in the thousand-yuan hall, because the inner disciples had rushed to the "blood and bone swamp".

As for the elders of the sect, they also went with many of them, just to protect the safety of these inner disciples.

The remaining inner gate elders and other powerhouses in the sect are now guarding the Ten Peaks important place in case of accidents, so the manpower of this thousand-yuan hall is naturally less.

"The exchange of sect merit points and the exchange of sect cheats are all in the hall of merit for the time being, and an inner sect elder is in charge. The sweeper informed.

Qin Mo was a little helpless, turned around and walked towards the Hall of Inheritance, from here, it can be seen that the number of inner door elders of the Thousand Yuan Sect is still insufficient. After all, the situation of the Thousand Yuan Sect has improved, but it is a matter of the past few decades, and the lack of high-level powerhouses in the sect is difficult to improve for a while.

In the center of the Chuan Gong Hall, in front of the three stone walls erected, there was an inner gate elder sitting upright, with white hair and black robes, not the elder from the previous time.

"This elder, I want to exchange the sect's merit points. Qin Mo smiled and handed over his nameplate.

"Bingyan Peak, Qin Mo?" the black-robed elder swept his gaze, his brows furrowed, and his face showed a strange expression, "You came back from the reef coast and brought back the black shark fin?"

The strange tone of the black-robed old man made Qin Mo also frown slightly, he heard a hint of extraneous sound, and then thought about it for a while, and understood the ins and outs of this sect's mission.

Obviously, a month ago, this sect mission was deliberately promulgated by someone, because it had long been known that the reef coast was so strong that it was difficult to go out to sea to catch sharks.

If it were to be replaced by the masters of other great martial artists, in the face of such a harsh situation as the reef sea, I am afraid that even ten black sharks would not be able to be killed.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo's expression was indifferent, and he said, "My luck is good, I picked up a lot of black shark fins on the coast. ”

Hearing this, the corners of the black-robed elder's eyebrows jumped, and he heard Qin Mo's squeeze meaning, but he snorted coldly: "A demon shark fin can be exchanged for 50 merit points, take it out." ”

Qin Mo nodded, stretched out his hand to the treasure bag, but suddenly stopped, and asked: "This two-star sect mission, the black shark fin stipulated is an ordinary demon shark, if it is the fin of a hundred-year-old black shark, how should it be calculated?"

"Hundred-year-old demon shark!?" the black-robed elder looked mocking and laughed, "Don't say it's a hundred-year-old demon shark, even if it's a fifty-year-old black shark fin, it can be exchanged for 500 merit points, and the hundred-year-old demon shark's fin is 2,000 points." The question is, can you kid be able to hunt this black shark?"

Hearing Qin Mo's inquiry, the black-robed elder looked at him with disdain, he was the inner sect elder of the Sect Master Peak, and he was very familiar with the proud son of the Sect Master Peak, Wan Yunyi, and he was also very clear about the trick behind this two-star sect task.

Not to mention that during this time, the reef coast was so strong that it was impossible to go out to sea to hunt sharks. Even if the wind is calm, with Qin Mo, a martial artist in the realm of a great martial artist, it is difficult to kill a black shark fin with a fifty-year lifespan.

You must know that an ordinary black shark demon beast is already comparable to the strength of the third stage of the great martial artist, and the black shark with a fifty-year lifespan is comparable to the master of the seventh stage of the great martial artist.

As for the hundred-year-old black shark, it is equivalent to the strength of the ninth stage of the Great Martial Master, and it is even more powerful in the sea, even comparable to the innate powerhouse who has just broken through. With Qin Mo, a newly promoted inner disciple, how could he defeat it?

Squinting his eyes, the black-robed elder probed the young man's cultivation, which was only the cultivation of the early stage of the third stage of the Great Martial Master. According to the strength of this young man a month ago, his cultivation has improved very quickly, but it is only the third stage of the great martial artist.

A kid from the third stage of the great martial artist is asking how much merit value can be exchanged for the fins of a century-old demon shark, is this a daydream?

The black-robed elder sneered and said impatiently: "Hurry up! Elder Ben still has something to do, so I don't have time to accompany you here to grind ......."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a commotion, and Qin Mo poured out a bunch of black shark fins from the treasure bag, the number of which was so large, more than 5,000, that it formed a small mountain in front of the black-robed elder.

"This can't ......" The black-robed elder's eyes widened, and he almost fainted from the bloody aura left on the black shark's fins.

"5,234 black shark fins, this elder, you check it out. Qin Mo said.

"This ...... This...... , How did you get these black shark fins?" The black-robed elder asked fiercely, he would never believe that these black sharks were hunted by Qin Mo.

"I said, I was lucky enough to pick it up on the reef shore. ”

Qin Mo's answer made the black-robed elder's chest suffocate for a while, it was rumored in the sect that this newly promoted inner disciple had amazing martial luck, could it really be so?

After a moment, the black-robed elder calmed down, snorted coldly, and waved his sleeves, ready to count these black shark fins. In fact, there is no need to count, with the cultivation of the innate realm of the black-robed elder, his eyesight is like electricity, and it is already clear that the number of these black shark fins is 5,234.

"Elder, wait a minute, the fins haven't been taken yet. Qin Mo spoke at the right time.

Why, this kid has a black shark fin, so he's so lucky!

The black-robed elder looked at the young man with a calm face, and the next moment, his eyes opened again, and he saw that the young man poured out more than 2,000 black shark fins.

This batch of black shark fins is twice as large as ordinary black shark fins, and even if they have been cut, there is still a demonic aura remaining, and they are fifty-year-old black shark fins.

"This elder, you also said just now that a black shark fin with a fifty-year lifespan can be exchanged for 500 sect merit points. Here are 2,020 pieces, a total of one hundred and ten thousand sect merit points. Boy, I have average mental arithmetic, I don't know if I miscalculated?" Qin Mo said with a smile.