"Information modification, identity verification in progress—the verification is successful, [Emotional Group] salesman Jiang Yuyan, number 0004, applying to transfer to [Business Group], the first task is a probationary period, the salary will be halved, please note, I wish you a happy work .”
In the category of Yangjian, various task information flashed across the blue screen, and a slender hand designated one of them—
Task 304:
Client: Mu Huayi
Human World Number: 981
Content of commission: Let all the ghost cultivators in this continent dare not think of me again!
Reward: 200 years of cultivation
[The task has been accepted, the system 19 is serving you, may I ask the intern Jiang Yuyan to enter the commissioned world now?]A gentle female voice appeared in Jiang Yuyan's mind. Recently, there are more and more anthropomorphic voices in this system, and each system has more and more personality, which makes her find it quite interesting.
The woman standing by the side of Long Huangquan was lowering her head slightly, looking at her newly dyed big red nails. Because the system seemed very patient this time, she also asked one more question in a good mood:
[I strongly recommend that you systematically introduce the task in more detail. Is it possible that I am the only client who is scared by the one-sentence introduction?]
System 19 is indeed very patient, unlike the gangsters in the relationship group who would open the door and throw her out if they disagreed.
[Some salesmen have already raised related issues. After the trial implementation, the efficiency of entrusted approval has been reduced, so it has been changed back to the status quo. Since the salesmen selected by the underworld have the ability to solve troubles, and the system is endowed with the power to return the client's cultivation base according to the situation, they can completely deal with the problems you mentioned.]
The phrase "the salesman has the ability to solve troubles" simply praised Jiang Yuyan, she cleared her throat and said:
"Okay, I have no problem, send it."
Cloud environment.
At the junction of Qianshan Country and Wanshui Country, there are thousands of continuous mountains with different forests. Some mountains are steep and precipitous, some mountains have strange rocks, and some mountain valleys are surrounded by miasma all year round. Many demon cultivators and ghost cultivators in Yunrong choose to build caves in these thousand mountains, which can escape the tracking of many white Taoists.
One of the caves was full of ghosts, streaks of gray-black mist hovered over the empty caves, laughing or crying, and a man in a tattered black robe looked at the corner and let out strange laughter, stirring a mouthful of people. The tall black cauldron was boiling with all kinds of strange medicinal materials, and the pungent smell filled the entire cave.
"One knife down~ the medicine is upgraded to one level~ another knife~ one more~ there is still breath~ what should I do~" the man in black robe hummed his self-made song, feeling very happy.
In the corner was a black-clothed woman hanging from a black-iron torture frame. Her hands and feet were tightly bound to the frame by black-iron chains. Her clothes were scratched in many places on her body. Clothing sticks to the skin.
The long black hair, which was originally tied neatly at the back of the head, was disheveled in front of and behind him because of the loss of restraint. Because of excessive blood loss, the woman's lips were pale, and because of the toxins spreading from her body, her cultivation base was sealed, so she could barely maintain her consciousness. When listening to the man's words, it seemed that she was separated by a mask, and she couldn't hear the bits and pieces clearly.
In her mind, the last thread named Qingming could not be broken, she bit the tip of her tongue hard, her weakly opened black eyes were icy cold, looking at the man who was stirring the stone pot in the distance, her lips A wisp of blood spilled out from the side.
You can't fall down here, she thought, and she vowed to level these thousand mountains.
How could it be destroyed here by a mere ancestor of the golden core stage
However, the string in her mind was already tense to the extreme, as if she could hear the sound of cracking in the next moment. She closed her eyes, and when she wanted to open them again, a voice with a smile suddenly appeared in her mind:
"I'm so tired, take a break, I will do whatever you want to do for you."
Tiredness and sleepiness overwhelmed her, and her mind seemed to be covered by dark clouds in an instant, and she couldn't even find the last ray of light, and even her consciousness followed the dark world into a deep sleep.
The woman in the corner lowered her head feebly and fell into a coma.
The man who was stirring the stone pot noticed the movement, and the humming song just reached the last part: "I still have breath~Of course I come~Hey baby~"
Putting down the thick branch in his hand, he walked to the corner to check on the woman's condition, a few foggy heads floating in mid-air flew to the front, not far behind him, and came with him Go to the black iron shelf.
He walked into the corner step by step, the cave was already dimly lit, and it was all thanks to a single luminous pearl embedded in the stone wall, the vitality of the person in the corner was gradually diminishing, this perception shocked him:
Wouldn't it be a failure to let her die!
The woman's fair side face was no longer as clean as before, and on the left side of her face was a row of blood droplets splashed by her own blood during the previous fight, all the way to the bridge of her nose. When the woman with clear facial features was in a coma, the sharpness of her body disappeared, replaced by calmness and softness.
Just when the ghost cultivator was about to wave his hand to wake her up, the woman's right fingertips moved slightly.
The man in black robe was keenly aware of the movement, turned his head suddenly to look at her hand, and then looked at her face from a little distance away, sensing the extremely weak aura on her body, and confirmed that this person was After coma.
The palm of the left hand was turned up, revealing a dagger with a cold light.
He raised his left hand high, and the tip of the dagger reflected a star of cold light, when he swung it down in mid-air—
There was a crisp ringing of chains beside his ears, and a slender hand with bloodstains on his arm was pinching his wrist, preventing him from exerting any more strength.
And the woman who he judged to be unconscious was looking up at him with a smile on her face. When his eyes widened in surprise, the woman gently squeezed his wrist with her slender hand and moved towards him. With a flick from a distance, he uncontrollably followed the force and was thrown away, even taking the two ghost heads behind him to the distance to avoid the inexplicably increased aura of the woman.
The chains that originally locked the right hand were broken and wrapped around the shelf in different lengths, while the woman in black tore off the shackles of the left hand with her right hand, holding the cold chain in front of her eyes, and saw that it was not a strange thing Then he tossed it aside indifferently.
"You! How do you..." That is something that even a monk in the Jindan period may not be able to do! Why is it that a mere female monk in the late foundation building period...!
After the woman shook off the shackles on her feet with her true energy, she walked forward a few inches above the ground as if walking on flat ground, with a lazy smile on her lips, as if she was going out to play.
His eyes turned around in the cave, and he took the pot exuding an unknown smell into his eyes, and saw the heads flying in the air. lazy uptick:
"The baby-forming pill of a mere Golden Core cultivator is also compatible with my flesh and blood, huh?"
The man in black robe felt the aura of the person opposite, and he was in a state of complete suppression of himself.
Immediately, he raised his hand to summon the ghost banner, but before he could summon all the ghosts, the blood-stained man on the opposite side raised his hand and ejected a few wisps of black mist from between his fingers, scaring the little ghosts in mid-air to run around and no longer obeyed. That ghost repairs orders.
The corners of the woman's eyes and brows were filled with a gentle smile like a spring breeze, and even the movement of raising her hand was so understated. Perhaps it was because she knew too much about the ghost cultivator's thoughts, and felt somewhat bored watching those little ghosts disappear. , Gradually suppressed his smile, and said softly like a sigh:
"After so many years, how can low-level ghost cultivators still not get tired of these little tricks?"
"You're not that sword cultivator! Who are you!" As soon as the little ghosts jumping out of the ghost streamer were hit by her mist, they would scream in an instant and turn into a puddle of pus and fall to the ground, emitting a stench.
The magic weapon that the man was proud of didn't work at all, and he was taken by the opponent's aura, so frightened that he immediately wanted to roll up the black clouds and run away.
— This sword cultivator must be possessed by Da Neng!
The woman in black stretched out her five fingers on her right hand towards him, just as she was about to make claws out of thin air, she suddenly noticed something, the aura around her body dropped several levels invisibly, and a circle of fine dust was raised as if discouraged. flying.
At this moment, the sound of a sharp blade piercing through the chest came—
The black-robed Guixiu couldn't help but look down, a dull pain suddenly felt in his chest, and blood dripped down a sword with red edges, dripping on his boots and on the ground.
Behind him, there was a woman in red standing, her face was not more than fourteen or five years old, but she easily pulled her weapon out of his chest, as if she just poked a piece of tofu with it.
His heart was injured, and the ghost opened his mouth to say something, but he spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell down behind him uncontrollably.
The girl in the red dress avoided it easily, and before he tried to fight desperately, he stabbed the man on the ground again with a sword. This time, he stirred his stomach with a sharp blade like the man stirred the stone pot before. He smashed the golden elixir he had just condensed, and for a while, only the miserable screams of the golden elixir ancestor could be heard in the room.
I thought that the bloody scene would change the face of the woman in black over there, but when she looked up, she only saw her lowering her head and wiping the sword she had just recalled without changing her face. The appearance of being deaf.
"Hey, I thought you were going to charge up with your sword. After all, didn't you Yujianzong always take eradicating evil spirits and heretics as your mission?" Although his appearance was not good enough, the words he said were very mocking, with a hint of sarcasm. A well-informed ridicule is in it.
Reminiscent of her behavior of easily beheading the ancestor of Jindan, it is easy to guess that this person must have an extraordinary talent in cultivation, so that he can freeze his appearance at this stage in the fifteenth or sixteenth year——
The woman searched for memories in her mind, glanced at her plainly, and said calmly: "I have heard that Liu Qingjue, the left envoy of the Demon Palace, likes red clothes and will never show mercy to those who invade the Demon Palace. This person must be Violated the taboo of the Demon Palace, and deserved to be reduced to this point.”
In a word, simply state her name and the reason for her actions.
Seeing the woman in black wiped her sword clean and turned to leave, the woman in red put away the sword in her hand and followed her out of the cave. She said with a smile as she walked, "Master Bai Dao, don't you shout when you see a demon like this?" The younger generation who beat and shouted, it’s terrible, there is hope for the revival of the White Dao.”
With that gratifying tone, those who didn't know thought that she had broken her heart for the integrity of the world.
A smile flashed in Mu Huayi's eyes, and it quickly dissipated like light smoke, no one caught it.
[Impossible, Jiujiu, this person is quite interesting.] She told the system with emotion.
System 19 responded, and reported by the way: [Mission completion rate, 5%.]
Before Mu Huayi could say anything more to the system in the future, he heard Liu Qingjue, who was slowly following behind him, continue on his own:
"However, how does a sword cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment-"
"A Jindan Patriarch is so scared that he wants to run away?" The woman paused halfway through speaking, but when her voice sounded again, it was close to Mu Huayi's ear.
The person behind him narrowed the gap between the two of them in an instant, almost sticking to Mu Huayi's body, while the slightly warm breath fell on her ear, he reached out to grab her wrist, trying to find out the cultivation in this person's body. To what extent.
In other words, trying to find out the way of this person, is it true or not
Mu Huayi easily avoided her temptation, changed the number of steps on his feet, avoided her hand, turned around and looked at her.
Still not saying a word.
It seems to be unfathomable, but in fact, he and the system secretly sighed in his heart: [Oh, Mu Huayi is really hard to think about, it is obviously only a late stage foundation establishment, and I see ghosts of all levels rushing up ... Well, I actually feel like a rabbit is dead and a fox is sad. ] After all, the colleague just now died indirectly at her hands.
This incident is also the same, it was Mu Huayi who tried to attack the Jindan Patriarch regardless, but there was no suspense in the result.
The other party not only beat her up easily, but also discovered her special physique, which happened to be brought back to the cave to practice alchemy.
[This is determined by her childhood, isn't your memory integrated yet? ] System 19 reminded her thoughtfully, like a warm little padded jacket.
This made Mu Huayi lament the system's professional style of answering every question, and at the same time couldn't help but miss those guys who would bicker with her.
It's over, she thought, why did she seem to be a shivering M
Mu Huayi and Liu Qingjue looked at each other from a distance, and finally Liu Qingjue broke the silence:
"Is there really a cat-sickness?"
The woman smiled and asked Mu Huayi on the opposite side in a tone like discussing the weather.
The woman in black just glanced at her lightly, then turned her head to look around, and heard a faint sound of gurgling water, estimated the distance, and walked over there, leaving behind Liu Qingjue who was still there. Questions are not answered.
It was the first time that the left envoy of the Demon Palace met this kind of person who didn't take himself seriously at all. He immediately raised his hand at her, and a long red veil flew out from his sleeve. This was her usual magic weapon, which can also be seen This time, she deliberately wanted to test out Mu Huayi's strength.
This move seemed to have offended the sword repairman, and he raised his hand and summoned the flying sword, piercing the red silk in the air the next moment, and then stayed in midair, buzzing like a warning.
When Liu Qingjue was shocked, Mu Huayi opened his lips impatiently and said:
"It's fine to ask for my answer, but do you want to trade your life for it?"
With such an extremely arrogant tone, Liu Qingjue almost thought that he was facing an opponent with a cultivation level above Nascent Soul.
Before she could say anything, Mu Huayi said more impatiently: "Do you still want to fight me? If you don't want to fight, go away and don't stop me from washing my face."
... wash your face
Liu Qingjue thought, if it wasn't for her good temper, and for the sake of her being a member of the Yujian Sect, if the one here was replaced by the right guardian of the Demon Palace, this Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivator would have been lying on the ground long ago.
"Then let's fight after you wash your face." However, Liu Qingjue is also a eccentric person, so he just followed the other party's words and threw out such a sentence.
Afterwards, she saw the woman in black leave with her back turned to her without looking back.
Liu Qing was completely amazed at this man's blind self-confidence.
By the stream.
Surrounded by miasma, there are no living things in this forest, so no living things can be seen by the stream, and no fish or crabs can be found in the water.
A monk once suspected the source of the miasma in this forest, and the source of the miasma mother is this water source, so no one would dare to take the water from the side when passing by these thousand mountains.
The left guardian of the magic palace seems to have completed the task of going out of the palace this time, and is not in a hurry to go back, as if he found a new toy, he followed Mu Huayi step by step, including the time when she washed her face and changed her clothes. There is no time to leave.
So even if Mu Huayi's memory has not been fully integrated, he can only make plans after getting rid of the other party.
After all, she didn't want to be discovered by a demon cultivator that she didn't belong to the original owner's cultivation system, and that would have a great impact on the original owner's life trajectory.
Seeing the other party holding the brook water and wanting to cover his face, Liu Qingjue endured and endured, and said: "You...do you want to disfigure your face so much?"
Mu Huayi didn't even look at her, thinking that even if the source of the water is miasma mother, it's nothing, it really should let you experience the lethality of Wangchuan River.
After wiping off all the blood on her face, a layer of gray air was attached to her hands, and she stretched into the seemingly incomparably clear water, pressed between the sand and stones at the bottom, and said lightly with her eyes downcast:
"There are spirit veins underneath."
Liu Qingjue: ... ? ?
"What did you say?!" It was a discovery that had never been mentioned by anyone before, and it was said from a monk in the Foundation Establishment period, which made her really skeptical. Staring at the other party's hand pressed into the water, her eyes were very complicated.
Who would have thought that after she uttered these incomparably surprised words, she saw the other party throwing her eyes with a demented look, as if she didn't want to believe that the ears of the Almighty above Jindan would be so inflexible, so she repeated impatiently: "I said, water There are spirit veins underneath."
Liu Qingjue:! ! Of course I know what you're saying!
"I was asking how you knew about this?"
The author has something to say: Cultivation hints: Qi training level 1 to level 9→early stage of foundation building→middle stage of foundation building→late stage of foundation building→Great Perfection of foundation building→early golden elixir→medium jindan→late jindan→early Yuanying→Yuan Mid-infant stage→Late stage of Nascent Soul→Crossing the catastrophe from the first level to the ninth level→Ascension to the big world.
I have to go back to my hometown tomorrow morning. If I update normally, I may only have three or four thousand words tomorrow.
If my update time is not normal, it will probably only be 5,000 words tomorrow night. Well, it is really urgent, and I can't save the manuscript. QAQ little angels forgive me.
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