Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Xianmeng City.

Xianmeng headquarters, inspecting the area of ​​the general hall.

In a secret room.

Gathered a few monks, the immense coercion radiating from their bodies made it known all the time that these monks were all late-stage Gold Core powerhouses.

However, the expressions of these strong men are no longer as calm as before, and their complexions are ugly.

One of the young men was wearing the standard robes of the Supervisory Hall, with eight pieces of golden nine-leaf clover embroidered on the sleeves. He glanced at several monks wearing the same robes, and said in a low voice:

"Brothers, seeing that the date is approaching, what should I do?"

One of them, a middle-aged monk with nine pieces of golden nine-leaf clover embroidered on his sleeve, snorted coldly:

"What else can I do?"

"Uncle Hou, as the director of the General Inspection Office, can we still resist orders?"

Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with the Uncle Hou he was talking about.

"good!"

An elderly monk with gray hair said with a gloomy expression:

"Those elders of the sect, the suzerain, don't know what to think, they don't care about it, and let Master Hou kill the fellow sects here."

"In just a few years, two Golden Core cultivators died in succession."

"Senior Brother Gong came first, and then Junior Brother Min!"

"Next time, it must be one of us to carry out this task?"

"snort!"

One of the middle-aged monks with a face full of disdain said:

"Don't talk about these two trash!"

"It's a waste of time! We spent a lot of treasures, and they didn't even get any valuable news, and then disappeared directly!"

"If it wasn't for the news from the sect that the soul seals of the two have been destroyed, I would have thought that the two of them had defected!"

Obviously, the loss of two consecutive sponsorships also made him very sad.

If there is a little news sent back, they will not be so passive now.

Can not prepare, the corresponding means.

"Brother, calm down!"

The young monk comforted:

"The Huangfu fairy clan is not so easy to get along with!"

"Inherited for thousands of years, the strength has not diminished at all, which shows the foundation of this fairy clan."

"exactly!"

One of the monks quite agreed:

"In my opinion, if it really doesn't work, we'll continue to look for connections, even if we spend all of our wealth, we'll have to leave the headquarters!"

"Even if it's an inspector who doesn't have any money, the old man is willing."

"I don't know, what do you guys think?"

A monk with the appearance of an old man shook his head and said:

"Still waiting!"

Just now, the extremely disdainful middle-aged monk heard this and hurriedly said:

"How can we wait? There are still three months before the next hall meeting."

"If you don't dredge the relationship now, it will be too late in three months."

The middle-aged monk seemed to think of something when he said this, he looked at the young monk and said:

"correct!"

"Junior Brother Meng, is there any movement over there?"

"No!"

Moff shook his head calmly and said:

"On the task jade, the No. 1 task hung high is still this task. After the additional rewards from Master Hou, it has reached 30,000 contribution points. A purple spirit peach is the most lucrative task in the Golden Core Realm at this stage. .”

"However, there is still no monk who has accepted this task."

In the secret room, there was a moment of silence.

Immediately afterwards.

One of the monks with an ugly face said directly:

"In my opinion, it's better to let Zhenjun Yuanying come forward, find that kid, and search for the soul directly, wouldn't it be more efficient?"

"How can it be as easy as you said?"

Moff said helplessly:

"Look at any fairy clan with a profound heritage, there are no measures to prevent soul searching in the sea of ​​consciousness of its core clan members, let alone the head of the clan."

"Is it really easy to deal with the fairy clan that has stood in the endless sea for many years, and the clan that occupies every fairy city?"

"Besides, Yuanying Zhenjun is so easy to mobilize?"

"Without enough benefits, they won't make a move. After all, they need to face the Huangfu Immortal Clan directly!"

At this point, the few people didn't discuss much. The doorways inside are not that simple.

Even the monk who spoke didn't say much, it was just a moment of anger.

He also knew that this was almost impossible.

At this time.

One of the old men asked again:

"Junior Brother Meng!"

"Since the mission jade bi has not been found, what about the Trial Pavilion?"

Moff nodded and said in a low voice:

"The trial hall has already greeted."

"However, Li Yuan is also cunning. In recent years, the monks who joined were all monks from the top sects, so they didn't make it difficult for them to let the newly joined monks take on this task."

"Over there, don't report any hope!"

As soon as this word comes out!

The few monks in the secret room were quiet for a moment, and their expressions dimmed again.

After a long time.

After taking a look at several of his colleagues, Mengfu sighed and said:

"It seems that we have to prepare early."

"good!"

The monk with the appearance of an old man said firmly:

"Even if it's difficult, I'll give it a try!"

"That's right, my monks, why have we ever given up lightly!"

Immediately, several monks from the Immortal Sect in the secret room discussed again.

"I heard that Senior Brother Liu and True Monarch Broken Sword have some overlap, why don't you ask him?"

"With Broken Sword True Monarch's status in the sect, it shouldn't be a problem to pull us a hand!"

"It's hard!"

"Is it even more difficult than the real monarch we asked for help before?"

"That····"

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Several hours have passed!

Several monks in the secret room were still discussing, even more intensely than before.

This matter is not only related to whether you can leave the inspection hall of the Immortal League, but also the cost of treasures, which needs to be shared equally among several monks.

After all, the value of many treasures cannot be measured by spirit stones.

at this time.

boom!

bang bang! !

A dull knocking sound came from the stone gate.

The middle-aged monk with a somewhat anxious temper frowned, and said in a firm tone:

"Before, didn't you explain these juniors?"

"If there is nothing urgent, don't knock on the door?"

See here.

Moff frowned and comforted:

"Perhaps, there is something urgent!"

"Senior Brother Qiu, don't get angry."

"Forget it, let's see what it means?"

heard the words.

Several monks stopped chatting and sat on chairs, sipping spirit tea.

Moff waved his hand!

The stone door opens automatically without wind.

The young monk with a happy face entered the secret room and his smile froze when he saw some senior uncles with gloomy expressions.

Immediately he also thought of something, and said with joy:

"Meet my uncle!"

After bowing to several Golden Core monks, the young monk looked at Mengfu, and continued:

"Uncle Meng, a happy event is coming!"

"Where does joy come from?"

Moff said calmly.

"Masters, the trial mission of the Trial Pavilion has been accepted!"

"real?"

"Little guy, if you dare to deceive us, even if you are our nephew, I will give you a good lesson."

"That's right, let's talk about it if you want it?"

····

See here.

With a sad face, the young monk replied cautiously:

"Masters, even if the disciples have the guts, they don't dare to lie to them?"

"So, it's true!"

The young monk nodded heavily.

"Then what are you waiting for, take me there!"

"good!"

"hurry up····"

The gloomy look on the faces of several Jindan cultivators suddenly disappeared, and their expressions became calm again.

However, the hurried steps under their feet showed that their hearts were not as calm as their expressions at the moment.