The Second Immortal Road

Nanfeng City also has Xuanjing Jade Bi, which is one level higher than the Xiaoshifang where Han Ming had stayed before. There are still many monks who will accept missions on Xuanjing Jade Bi, so in order to receive the handover task conveniently, The Nether Ghost Sect's station is not hidden, but in a tall pavilion somewhere on the street!

　　 Under the leadership of the woman in the red dress, Han Ming found this place easily, and ordered the woman in the red dress to wait outside. Han Ming walked into the storefront as soon as he raised his foot!

　　 Probably explained what he meant, Han Ming was greeted by a cultivator on the twelfth floor of Qi training on the third floor of the pavilion. After sitting for a while, he waited for a middle-aged scribe with a black robe embroidered with a golden evil spirit.

"I saw this fellow Taoist in Xia Nether Ghost Sect Wang Huasan, and I heard from his nephew who had previously informed him that fellow Taoists wanted to go to the Ten Thousand Skull Hole to clean the ghost bones, but is it true?" The middle-aged scribe in the black robe faced. Han Ming arched his hand slightly and said with a smile.

　　 "It's true, Zhu really wants to receive such a task!" Han Ming stood up and also bowed his hand to the middle-aged scribe.

The mana of this middle-aged scribe is majestic and solid. He is clearly a monk in the foundation construction period. It is not an ordinary foundation foundation foundation stage. Seeing this appearance, it is clear that there is already a level of the mid-foundation stage peak, and it is only one step away from the late foundation foundation stage. Far away, Han Ming will naturally not be big!

"It's so good. This is the token to perform this mission. Daoists only need to take this token to the Ten Thousand Skull Cave of this sect. The master brother who guards the Ten Thousand Skull Cave will naturally approve it. When the time comes, Dao Friends go in and perform the task!" The middle-aged scribes laughed again, took out a token as soon as he flipped his hand, and handed it to Han Ming, very decisive, without hesitation at all!

Han Ming was surprised. This Nether Ghost Sect’s mission was so easy to take. Didn’t the previous Nether Ghost Sect’s disciple say that he needs to be assessed? Wouldn’t he be awarded the mission if his strength is sufficient? How can this middle-aged scribe? Handed over the token!

　　 "It's such a simple handover? Is there no test?" Han Ming took the token, and after thinking about it, he asked directly!

"Haha, fellow daoists are genuine mid-stage cultivators in the foundation-building period. They are naturally strong enough and don’t need to be tested at all. If you come here with this token, there will naturally be cultivators from this sect who will bring other daoists who received this mission to ten thousand. Skeleton cave, fellow daoists will just go down to clean the bones of the ghost when the time comes!"

　　 "That's it!" Han Ming nodded, and put the token into the storage bag as soon as he turned his hand!

"The Daoist has already accepted the task, so there is nothing else to do, right? There are still some things to deal with. It is not too far away from Wankudong. I hope that the Daoist will arrive at this place on time. Don’t miss the hour. Otherwise, this sect will be held accountable! Say goodbye next time!" This middle-aged scribe and Han Ming said a few words before turning around and leaving!

　　 Seeing that the middle-aged scribe didn't say a few words at all, and he seemed to turn around when he ran, Han Ming wondered for a while, how did he feel that the black-robed middle-aged scribe was worried that he would repent?

　　 "Is there any mystery in this Ten Thousand Skull Hole mission!" Han Ming did not stop the black-robed middle-aged scribe, but silently guessed in his heart.

　　 After thinking about it for a while, Han Ming didn't think of anything, so he had to turn around and get out of the station of the Nether Ghost Sect. He had already received the task, so he didn't need to stay here any longer!

　　 After exiting this shop, Han Ming planned to find the woman in the red dress before, but unexpectedly discovered that the woman had disappeared, she was not around at all, she searched a large area around her, and could not find it!

　　 Han Ming searched for enough time for a stick of incense, but did not find the woman.

After that, Han Ming gave up. It was just a mortal who didn’t know each other. Although she looked good, it was of little use to him, and there was no need to waste energy, whether she ran away by herself or was taken captive. After leaving, there is not much loss to him. If he really needs to find a guide, it will cost him a few more spirit stones to hire one!

After 　　 stopped looking for the woman in the red dress, Han Ming wandered around on his own. The Liwan Skull Cave mission was still about a full month away, and there was plenty of time, but he was not in a hurry!

　　At the same time, at the station of the Ghost Sect in Nanfeng City, the black-robed middle-aged scribe who had given Han Ming the task was sitting face to face with an old man with white beard, drinking tea and talking!

　　 "Haha, I really didn't expect someone to take the task of Ten Thousand Skull Hole today, what I really want to come from!" The middle-aged scribe in black robe laughed and swallowed the cup of tea in his hand as he raised his head!

　　 Then the middle-aged scribe in the black robe raised his hand and picked up the teapot beside him, and he was about to continue pouring spirit tea into the cup!

"Wang, please slow down, old man, this is Green Leaf Spirit Tea. The gold is very expensive. Like you, there is not enough to drink. It is really a violent thing!" The white-bearded old man in the black robe only poured the middle-aged scribe After half a cup of tea, he put the teapot down and placed it on the table again.

　　 "Look at your stupid look, just a little bit of spiritual tea!" The middle-aged scribe in the black robe looked at the half-full spiritual tea in the cup, and suddenly said with some dissatisfaction.

　　 "Huh, the old man is just that little spiritual tea, you can't drink enough!" The old man with white beard snorted twice, picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, tasted it carefully before swallowing it.

"But having said that, your luck is really good this time. If this person hadn't received the task of Ten Thousand Skull Caves today, wait a few days, you are afraid that you will be transferred by the sect to receive this task! The task is extremely time-consuming, and it will take more than half a year. During this period, it will continue to kill the psychic bones that are pouring up from the ground. There is almost no time to practice, but there is only a reward of a thousand spirit stones to implement this. The task is a big loss!" The white-bearded old man put down his teacup and said slowly!

"Who said no, so as soon as that person wants to receive this task, I directly gave him the task token, and then found an excuse to leave directly, just for fear that he would regret it!" The middle-aged scribe in the black robe picked it up. The teacup ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ was about to be swallowed in one bite, but when he saw the old man with white beard glaring at him, he couldn't help but smile, changed it to a sip, and gently sipped the tea.

　　 Seeing the black robe middle-aged scribe only took a sip of tea, the white-bearded old man smiled with satisfaction, and then took another sip of his spiritual tea.

"Yeah, the rewards and contributions of this Ten Thousand Skull Cave mission are completely disproportionate. There are only a thousand spirit stones, and the foundation-building monk in the sect is willing to go! Let’s not say that there is no time to practice for more than half a year, which completely delays the practice. Just to say that killing Netherbone for a long time will deplete spirit tools, a thousand spirit stones may not be enough. And the quota of the so-called Land of Fallen Spirit can also be used to bluff outsiders. Most people in our sect Understand that although some areas of B and B of the Land of Fallen Spirit may improve the spirituality of the spirit tool, there is a high probability that the spiritual tool will be damaged. Such a place is given to the cultivator in the sect for free, and no one will necessarily ask for it! "The black robe middle-aged scribe's mouth is slightly raised, revealing a faint smile!

After 　　, the white-bearded old man and the black-robed middle-aged scribe looked at each other, and also laughed: "After receiving this task, I am afraid that I will never want to take this kind of task again!"

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At the same time, outside Nanfeng City, the woman in the red dress who had previously guided Han Ming stood on a boulder, looking into the distance, with a slightly raised mouth: "I have finally left Nanfeng City. There was an accident in this practice. My cultivation base was lost prematurely, and I was trapped in this city for half a year! But now my cultivation base has been lost, and my spiritual consciousness has also fallen asleep. You have to be careful on the way back to the sect, and you have to keep acting. Be like a mortal, otherwise it won’t be good to attract some coveting!" Please pay attention to the latest chapters.