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The commoner boy stretched out his hand and looked at his dirty sleeves. After a moment of hesitation, he wiped the sweat off his face and said, "Dad, it's so hot. How far does it have to go to Miaohua Mountain?"

The black-faced man held the reins and drove the carriage while turning back and smiling: "Now you know you are afraid of the heat? You weren't the one who had to follow me in the first place?"

The commoner boy swayed as the carriage jolted. He held on to the wooden frame of the carriage and complained: "How did I know it was so hard on the road!"

Looking up at the sky, the dark-faced man said: "If you bear with it a little longer, it will be cooler at night! We will be there in half a day's journey tomorrow." He looked back at the wooden boxes loaded in the carriage compartment, "Qing Ling has been doing it in the past few years."

There is a bumper harvest of grass every year, even if the 80% tax paid is removed, our village will still be left behind a lot!"

As the village chief, the black-faced man is obviously extremely proud of the bumper harvest of green grass in recent years.

The three-wheeled golden sun gradually disappeared. The dark-faced man stood on the carriage and looked out. He could already see the huge outline of Miaohua Mountain in the distance.

However, what surprised him was that there was a black air surrounding Miaohua Mountain. It was completely different from the misty scenery when he came here to pay taxes ten years ago.

But after all, it had been ten years, and the memory of that time was already a little blurry. The black-faced man didn't think much, picked up the reins, and rubbed the cloth-clothed boy's head with his rough hands. The father and son continued on their way, laughing and talking.

…

At the huge platform of Shanwu Peak, Luo Chengyi looked around and saw that more than thirty disciples had gathered.

"Brother Ying, there are more than forty disciples who have signed up to participate, and there are still ten less to arrive."

An old man with a kind face smiled and said: "Brother Luo, it's just past Chen hour, please wait a moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, several rays of light fell on the platform one after another and walked into the crowd.

Among them was a young man wearing a black Taoist robe with gold-rimmed rolled sleeves. His messenger was a black spiritual cloud, which attracted a lot of attention.

Another incense-burning time passed, and no one came here anymore. Even the kind old man Ying Wei frowned slightly.

"Brother Ying, there are still five people who haven't arrived yet. Don't wait any longer. Let's go." Luo Chengyi compared the jade slips in his hand with the mission and said.

"Can."

"You and other disciples of the Qi Sea Realm, take one flying spiritual weapon for every three people, so as not to be too scattered. Follow the two of me and don't fall behind."

All the Qi Sea realm disciples responded one after another and turned around to look for someone closer to them to ride on the flying spiritual weapon together.

Xu Disheng had just taken out the black spiritual cloud that he had just put away when a voice came to his ears: "Junior brother, can we ride with you?"

The person who spoke was a disciple of the Qi Sea Peak Realm, his tone was gentle, and he looked at Xu Disheng with a little light in his eyes.

Another Qi Sea Peak Realm disciple beside him also smiled and said: "The two of us can pay four spiritual stones each for the round trip."

Xu Disheng gently flicked his sleeves and said, "It's okay, just come up."

After saying this, he turned slightly to give way, and finally Zhengqing and Wei Tianhe stepped onto the black spiritual cloud.

Wei Tianhe looked at Xu Disheng, the light in his eyes became brighter, as if he wanted to say something, but he held back and did not say anything.

"Junior brother, haven't you gone to watch the competition in the mountain?" Zhong Zhengqing didn't know Xu Disheng, and just regarded him as an ordinary disciple of the first level of Qihai.

"Aren't you taking a rest in the mountain competition? There are still more than ten days until the next round of competition." Xu Disheng said calmly.

When Wei Tianhe heard this, he became even more sure of Xu Disheng's identity.

Yesterday, an acquaintance sent a jade slip from the Qinglian Dojo, informing that a disciple at the beginning of the Qi Sea had defeated the thirty-second ranked Jie Zizuo and had two magic weapons in his possession!

The shadow of the disciple recorded on it was very similar to Xu Disheng! Therefore, Wei Tianhe pulled Zhong Zhengqing and walked over directly, wanting to go with him.

Zhong Zhengqing doesn't really care about things like the Great Competition. He is the kind of disciple who constantly takes on sect tasks. He can be regarded as half a lone ranger.

Together with Wei Tianhe, they both belong to Cining Peak. He discovered this medium-sized mission a few days ago and saw two Daoji realm leaders. Based on his intuition from many years of doing sect missions, he realized that this was a less dangerous mission.

And since it was a fruitful mission, I went straight to participate.

In a moment, more than 30 disciples were divided into more than a dozen groups, with three people in each group, commanding a flying spiritual weapon. The advantage of this is that many disciples avoid being scattered. Moreover, these two Taoist realms cannot carry the weapon at the same time.

The flying spiritual weapons of more than thirty people.

Although the owner of the flying spiritual weapon will spend more spiritual stones, since he dares to take on medium-sized tasks, he will not be short of one or two spiritual stones.

Luo Chengyi glanced at the Qi Sea Realm disciples and said, "Let's go now. The remaining five disciples who have not arrived will be disqualified from the mission."

After saying that, he and Ying Wei, another Daoji realm old man, took up the light and flew off the platform first. The speed was not very fast, and he was obviously waiting for these Qihai realm disciples.

Xu Disheng activated the black spiritual cloud, and the dozen or so escaping lights flew up one after another, following the two Daoji realm light rainbows in the distance.

"Junior brother is only at the beginning of the Qi Sea, but he dares to accept the task of destroying ghosts. Besides, there may be evil ghosts among them. He must be from a top-ranked mountain?" Zhong Zhengqing was a little emotional. After all, looking around, this

Among the more than thirty disciples of the Qi Sea Realm, there were only four or five who were in the initial stage of the Qi Sea Realm, but they all looked arrogant or indifferent, obviously they all had trump cards.

Xu Disheng was noncommittal and just nodded slightly.

Wei Tianhe recognized Xu Disheng and said with a smile: "Brother Zhong, cultivation level does not determine everything, but when it comes to this mission, I do know some inside information." He looked at the more than ten flying lights of various colors around him.

Hong, "The headmaster of Miaohua Sect in Guangxi Prefecture was a genuine Daoji beginner, but he died silently at the hands of ghosts. It's really scary!"

Zhong Zhengqing shook his head: "The two Daoji realms who led the team this time have different tasks from us. They not only need to eliminate a possible evil ghost, but also find out the real culprit behind the destruction of the Miaohua Sect.

.We Qi Sea Realm disciples can only swarm up from the side and kill a few fierce ghosts."

"This kind of medium-sized mission seems to be extremely dangerous because of the existence of evil spirits, but it is actually the safest mission relatively speaking." Wei Tianhe interjected, as if he was telling Xu Disheng specifically, "Many disciples saw it.

I avoid missions such as clearing out ghosts. I don’t know if there are two Daoji realm leaders who lead the team. Even if there is an evil ghost, it will just turn into ashes. This kind of mission is the most suitable for mixed mission rewards.

.”

Obviously, like Zhong Zhengqing, he has taken on many sect missions and is already an experienced person.

"Deacon Ying Wei likes to take care of the younger disciples the most. If you go out with him, you will be safe." Wei Tianhe stood beside Xu Disheng and pointed at the Daoji level old man in the front who was driving the Escape Light.

Obviously, many people know this old man at the base level. He was born in the 109th Peak, Valley Tai Peak, and is one of the deacons.

After more than seven hundred years, he was still stuck in the Daoji Peak realm, with no hope of breakthrough. Seeing that there were still decades left in his life, Ying Wei thought about it and often came to take on small tasks or even medium-sized tasks.

These Qi Sea Realm disciples are very helpful, so many disciples respect them very much.

"Still sleeping?" The black-faced man opened the curtain of the carriage, and a ray of sunlight shone into the carriage.

The commoner boy rubbed his eyes, which were blinded by the dazzling sunlight: "Ah... Daddy, why did you wake up so early?"

The scene gradually became clearer, and I saw the black-faced man holding a large lotus leaf in his hand. Several large pieces of freshly roasted meat were wrapped in it.

fragrant.

"Ah!? Barbeque!" The boy suddenly lost his sleepiness, hurriedly picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, not caring that his hands were covered with oil.

"Be careful of burning your mouth!" The black-faced man shook his head and said with a smile, "I know you don't like to eat the dry food you brought at home, so I just went to hunt a roe deer and cut a few pieces of leg meat. It was roasted until it was burnt and oily.

I wrapped it for you in lotus leaves."

"It's just Dad, why do the people get sparser as we get closer to the mountain?" The boy's mouth was all stained with grease, and he asked vaguely while eating hot barbecue.

Last night, the father and son wanted to find a place to rest, but they passed through several villages and towns one after another. They were all lifeless and the doors and windows were closed. There was no place to rest, so they had to spend the night in a carriage. There were not many commoner boys.

I think I just thought people here went to bed earlier, after all, it was already night garrison time.

The dark-faced man suppressed his smile and looked up at Miaohua, who was getting closer and closer up the mountain. There was a cloud of black mist shrouding it, which was extremely ominous. He put down the lotus leaves wrapped in several pieces of golden barbecue in his hand, and a hint of gloom gradually emerged in his heart.

…

"Brother Ying, this is the place. It's just that the ghost mist is so dense. Is there more than one evil ghost in it?" Luo Chengyi looked at Miaohua Mountain shrouded in ghost mist in front of him, his face darkened.

Ying Wei also had some discoloration. He took out a bronze mirror from the storage ring and gently moved it.

A light yellow ray of light shot out from the bronze mirror, and it swept across the entire Miaohua Mountain in a few breaths. It was obviously a spiritual weapon for detection.

"There are at least two evil spirits here!" Ying Wei took back the bronze mirror and looked a little ugly.

"The investigation disciples of the Affairs Hall are becoming more and more perfunctory! The mission information can be wrong!" Luo Chengyi snorted coldly, "Brother Ying, what about the two of us? If we return, there will be no reward for canceling the medium-sized mission, even if it is a mission

The same goes for errors in the message."

More than ten rays of light behind them gradually followed up and hovered next to the two of them. Some disciples saw that the two looked a little ugly, so they respectfully asked.

Ying Wei glanced at the disciples behind him and did not answer. Instead, he turned to Luo Chengyi and said: "If my guess is correct, when the disciples of the Affairs Hall originally recorded it, there was only one suspected evil ghost. Then this second evil ghost must be

It is a newborn, and may even be Tan Lu, the only Taoist realm of Miaohua Sect, who was infected by the ghost mist after death."

Luo Chengyi was a little hesitant. After all, he was only in the first level of Daoji. Although he could crush evil spirits of the same level in a normal battle, this place has become the base camp of ghosts, and there are still some risks. However, thinking of the huge rewards for medium-sized tasks, he gritted his teeth and said

: "But as per your brother's orders!"

Ying Wei nodded and ordered: "All Qi Sea Realm disciples, start cleaning up the evil ghosts from the foot of the mountain! Brother Luo, you and I can cast spells directly to break through the ghost mist and kill the evil ghosts!"

"Yes, deacon." All the disciples responded one after another, and in groups of three, they landed at the foot of the mountain and began to advance slowly upward.

The ghost mist was the thinnest at the foot of the mountain. Xu Disheng, Wei Tian, ​​and Zhong Zhengqing walked several dozen feet straight up Miaohua Mountain, but did not see any ghosts.

"There are two Daoji level masters here, and even Master Ying from the Daoji peak level. As long as we are more careful in this mission, we can definitely paddle." Wei Tianhe said while paying attention to the movements around him.

"Although ghosts at the level of fierce ghosts do not pose a threat to us, if there are a large number, there will be danger." Zhong Zhengqing was not so optimistic. He looked at the thick ghost mist high in Miaohua Mountain and frowned slightly.

"Huh?" Xu Disheng suddenly stopped and stretched out his hand to hold the two of them.

A paper figure appeared on the mountain road ahead at some point, with a pale face and blood-red lips. It was extremely scary and was staggering towards the three of them.

"Junior Brother Xu, it's just a fierce ghost. Why do you want to hold it back...?! Zhong Zhengqing, you crow's mouth!" Wei Tianhe originally looked relaxed until he saw the paper man behind him clearly.

More than a dozen paper figures appeared densely, all with malicious eyes and blood-red lips, swaying and floating in the air.
To be continued...