Quickly turn to the classification of spiritual skills, night feathers and grass have swept their eyes, but fortunately, most of the above spiritual skills are not particularly expensive, but the level of spiritual skills, it is a little expensive, the cheapest, nine thousand contributions!

After glanced at the tea table, Zi Ling had already finished the gold water in the tea bowl, and the night feathers waved toward Zi Ling, leaving the house and heading straight to Jinbao Pavilion.

There is only the spiritual name and the contribution value required for the exchange in the item manual. The specific power of the spiritual skill is not written.

When Yuki came to the front of Jinbaoge, the number of students entering and leaving was significantly higher than in the morning.

It seems that many students are busy doing tasks to exchange tasks for contributions.

"Excuse me, I need to go to the exchange floor to exchange my spiritual skills."

Jinbaoge is too big, full of ten floors, all kinds of items inside, if you rely on the night feathers to find, find the dark can not find.

The elders of Jinbaoge glanced at the night feathers, not cold or hot: "For the Xuanjie spirit on the fourth floor, go up the stairs on the left."

“What about geography?” added Yu Yu.

Xuanjie Spiritual Skills... There are some chaotic spaces in the night feathers, but the power... After the night feathers practiced the hundred flowers, the power of the mysterious night skills has not been seen.

“The ground level is on the fifth floor.” The elders of Jin Baoge looked at the night feathers with amazement.

The night feathers nodded and thanked and walked up the stairs on the left side.

All the way up, the second floor has the most people, and the third floor has relatively few people. On the fourth floor, basically no students are seen.

Turned to the fifth floor, the quaint breath rushed to the face.

The layout of the fifth floor is much simpler than the following layers. To be exact, it is much less.

There are several department stores on each floor from the second floor to the fourth floor, with more than a thousand items on it, and five floors with only a few dozen shelves.

Each shelf is made of rosewood and is embellished with fluorescent stones to illuminate the items on the shelves.

Hope, have something to gain!

The night feathers took a deep breath and came to a shelf.

There is a roll of work on it, a transparent mask covers the work, and there is a ten-centimeter-high stone on the side, with a word on the side.

Inject the spiritual power into the image stone to see the effect of the spirit.

The night feathers stretched out the jade hand and injected a spiritual force into it.

The image stone emerged with a layer of fog, only separated by two small people appearing inside, a small person using broken jade hands.

After watching it for a few seconds, Yu Yuyu took back his sight.

This method is not what you want.

After a few turns, the night feathers were not satisfied.

"What are you looking for?" A voice rang on the side of the night feathers.

The night feathers blinked, somebody? I have no one at the time of my own exploration!

The autumn scorpion looks to the side, and the night feathers sigh in the heart, the handsome son! If the nose is hanging, the eyes are like a star, not thin and not thick lips, the appearance of a single wheel, compared with Bai Jinyi, only a trace of evil charm.

That handsome son slowly walked toward the night feathers, and smiled: "I saw you see seven spiritual skills, intend to redeem?"

"Yeah." Night Feather gently nodded.

"What kind of spiritual skills the girl wants to change, maybe, I can help the girl." The handsome son looked at the night feathers and showed a touch of interest.

Night Feather looked at the remaining dozens of shelves and looked at them one by one. Maybe I really want to see it dark.

"I want to find a fast-paced, powerful power." The night feathers are as true.

"Power is big..." Jun Lang’s son chanted and turned to walk in front of several wooden frames. "These spiritual skills are what the girl wants."

Jun Lang’s son once again smiled at the night feathers, and his teeth were very charming.