After waiting for a moment, the door of the inner hall slowly opened, and the white-haired ghost king wearing white clothes slowly walked out with his hands behind his back.

Looking at the figure of the other party, Qin Feng couldn't help but frown. He always felt that the other party seemed to have changed a little, and there was a faint evil intention in his body.

That's right, it's an evil intention, as gentle as water with ruthlessness hidden in it.

Glancing around the crowd, the white-haired ghost king frowned slightly, and glanced at Qin Feng with a strange look in his gentle eyes under the mask.

It seems that he didn't expect this kid to join the Imperial Mansion.

Clearing his throat, the white-haired ghost king slowly spoke, "The ones who will take over the tasks will come one by one. The ones with the largest number of people will be given priority. Everyone should know some rules."

The crowd quickly divided into several teams, and in the blink of an eye only a few members of the Lone Wolf Emperor's Palace remained.

Seeing this, Bi Luotian's one eye flashed, and he quickly stepped forward to recruit with a smile. Unfortunately, he didn't recruit anyone, which made him quite regretful.

After waiting for a few minutes, it was Qin Feng's turn and he led his young apprentice into the inner hall.

The white-haired ghost king was sitting upright on the table, holding a cup of hot tea in his hands and sipping it.

There were several pieces of thin paper placed on the brown wooden tea couch in front of them, varying in thickness from left to right. It seemed that many of them were chosen first by the small group who came in first.

When they came to the tea couch, Qin Feng and the others began to observe. The task levels were very interesting. The ones on the left side of the tea couch were the easiest and those on the right were the most difficult.

After rummaging around for a moment on the left, Qin Feng showed a hint of disappointment. Most of the tasks inside were to serve the seven beasts of the king of hell, such as feeding, washing, and cooking.

Searching for the paper in the middle, there was a thin piece of paper inside that made Qin Feng quite excited.

The task is simple.

A man who can cook will serve the Masked Ghost King who is addicted to alchemy. The task will reward fifty contribution points.

But when he saw the waiting time, Qin Feng gave up completely and actually had to wait for a month.

Continuing to search, Qin Feng also saw the contribution task of giving birth to a baby, and successfully gave birth to a child and was rewarded with 100 contribution points.

No longer paying attention, Qin Feng walked to the right.

Why is it so easy to give birth to a baby? Especially for these proud sons, most of their bodies have the blood left by their ancestors who swallowed high-level spiritual plants.

In addition, the higher the warrior level, the more difficult it is to have a child...

It’s getting harder and harder.

After giving birth to a child, I have to hand it in at the end, and I don’t know what difficulties I will encounter.

Anatomy experiment? Or something else?

Coming to the right side of the tea couch, Qin Feng looked at it silently, and his eyes gradually stopped at a piece of old copper-made tissue paper printed with golden writing; he looked for the Ancient Divine Arm, the most precious treasure of the ancient corpse sect, and handed it in for a reward of 1,500 contribution points.

Qin Feng silently took out a dried fruit bomb from Najie and put it into his mouth, with a deep look in his eyes.

Could it be that the ancient god's arm is the withered golden chicken claw arm in his Najie?

This thing is actually worth 1500 contribution points.

You must know that the Xuan level peak beast egg only has 1000 contribution points.

If the chicken claw arm is really that kind of ancient god's arm, it can be exchanged for at least one and a half small black crystals.

Quickly resisting the temptation, just when Qin Feng was about to continue watching, Bi Luotian mysteriously walked towards Qin Feng holding a brand new bronze scroll.

"Look at this."

Qin Feng frowned slightly as he took the bronze scroll handed to him. The content on it was very simple, "It is suspected that the ruins of a medieval puppet gate appeared in the abandoned land in the north. Submitting a sixth-level puppet core will reward you with 20 contribution points."

"Reward 1,000 contribution points for handing in the Heart of the Ancient Bell, the Puppet Gate's treasure."

Scratching his chin, Qin Feng's eyes flickered.

The Puppet Door in Medieval Times…

Never heard of it.

Ning Xia, who was watching from the side, looked back and looked thoughtful.

After a moment, he slowly said, "Two eldest brothers, the younger brother usually likes poetry, calligraphy and writing, but he is quite familiar with the Puppet Door in the Middle Ages."

Qin Feng lowered his eyes and looked back at the little fat mouse that poked its head out for some dried fruit. He handed Ningxia a cup of dragon beard tea and said, "Let's talk about it."

"Let the two eldest brothers laugh." Ning Xia took the Dragon Beard tea and sipped it gently, and slowly opened her crescent-shaped eyes, "This puppet sect has always liked making puppets. It is said that the first generation leader was a Mr. Painter."

"Mr. Painted Skin? What kind of profession is that?" Bi Luotian was confused. Not only him, but also the Saint of the Beast Control Sect in his mind was confused.

As a person from ancient times and medieval times, she had never heard of any sects or sects.

"The so-called Mr. Painted Skin...ahem, he just makes some beautiful and moving puppets for some warriors with special batch numbers to play with...for fun."

A blush appeared on Ningxia's handsome cheeks involuntarily, and her voice was a bit shaky.

Qin Feng was shocked, with surprise in his eyes.

It’s true that the predecessors paved the way for the next to walk. Listening to what Ningxia said, it’s a bit like the ones made by some manufacturers in the past life...exquisite and beautiful Thurse dolls?

"Teacher, teacher."

"Um?"

The mute woman listening blinked her eyes, "How do you play with the beautiful puppet? Is it fun? Is it fun to play shuttlecock?"

After silently knocking on the mute girl, Qin Feng signaled her not to ask for information she shouldn't know.

How does he know if he has never played?

Taking out a cup of dragon beard tea and sipping it lightly, Qin Feng continued to listen to Ning Xia's explanation.

"The two eldest brothers, the first generation leader of the puppet sect made a fortune from this, and then they started to establish a sect and establish the puppet sect."

"After nearly a hundred years of development, the Puppet Sect has grown to a considerable scale, and even some large sects in the Middle Ages have done business with it."

After drinking the Dragon Beard Tea in his hand, Ning Xia continued, "This sect is good at making combat puppets for fighting, both in human and animal forms."

"Among them, the puppet Black Crystal Four-Armed Sword King is particularly terrifying."

"It is said that he is invincible within the same level."

"Some large sects in the Middle Ages even spent a lot of money to buy it."

Bi Luotian couldn't help scratching his head, feeling a little dangerous, and soon the hesitation on his face disappeared and turned into determination.

Along the way of cultivation, you are competing with heaven, earth, and people. If you don’t have the courage to move forward, then what else is there to practice? You might as well open a restaurant and cook!

"What are you going to do, two eldest brothers?"

Ning Xia's eyes narrowed into a crescent moon. He was quite interested in this task and his contribution was quite interesting.

Looking at each other, Qin Feng and Bi Luotian nodded slowly.

Ning Xia smiled and said loudly, "Then we will take over this mission. Now there are two teams of four people taking it up."

"Two eldest brothers, let's rush there as soon as we receive them, so as not to fall behind others."

Hearing this, Bi Luotian took the bronze scroll and went to the white-haired ghost king who was drinking tea to sign up.

Staring at Bi Luotian's back, Qin Feng narrowed his eyes and a bold idea came to his mind.

Two teams have already rushed there, so wouldn't he be able to rob members of the Imperial Palace?

After wearing a small mask and eating roasted gluten to cover up his breath, who would be able to recognize that he is Qin Feng?
Chapter completed!