There are two major demon sects in Tiecheng Prefecture. Because the continent is naturally divided by the straits, the two major demon sects are in peace. The earth veins are less connected, so it is difficult to gain an advantage if they fight each other.

The Iron-Funed Zhan Sect is located south of the mainland, and to the north of the mainland is Zhu Yan Sect. It actually belongs to the sword cultivator sect of the Demon Sect, which is very rare.

The Iron-Funny War Sect is a sect that majors in the Five Elements Magic, but it has some connections with the monks in Zhenwu Prefecture. The number of martial arts practitioners accounts for more than 20%, which is also considered mainstream.

The competition between these two major sects is not fierce at all, and in all conflicts, it is unanimous to the outside world.

The two demon cultivators have a lot of communication with mortals. All wharfs are built by sects and mortals participate in management.

Eight hundred continents are in chaos, but this Iron City Prefecture is very peaceful. The monks from nearby major prefectures have tried and were killed by two sects.

Gu Kejiang was very proud of this.

There is no risky thing here when peace is here. Ye Ting is also a little at ease. When monks walk outside, they don’t always have to take risks.

Gu Kejiang and Chunsanlang are both inner disciples and will not involve any secrets, but the information is much more than ordinary monks. Ye Ting did not treat the two of them badly. After eating, he would pay ten white jade talismans each, which was a very high reward.

The information these two people said was also very comprehensive. Gu Kejiang retelled, Chun Sanlang added, and Ye Ting said everything he wanted to know.

Ye Ting heard that the two sects had external tasks and were specially distributed to cultivators from other sects, and had some ideas in his mind.

So Ye Ting said to Gu Kejiang: "Fellow Daoist Gu, I wonder if I can hire a monk named Jindan?"

If you want to receive such a task, you must hire monks from two sects to accompany you, which is considered surveillance. If you encounter danger during the task and need the monks from two sects to rescue you, you will have to pay the price.

For cultivators from small sects, this is not bad. It is equivalent to going out for training, having a suitable bodyguard, and not attacking you.

Gu Kejiang said: "Senior, you can hire two of us. Our external tasks are usually the greatest danger and will not threaten you. Even if we encounter stronger enemies, the monks we are responsible for monitoring will have one-time talismans on their hands, which are extremely powerful and can deal with them. Just go back and pay the talismans with the sect."

Ye Ting smiled and said, "Okay, let's ask the two to guide you."

"Senior. There is no place to take the mission here. There are more than 400 miles away from the nearest city where tasks can be distributed."

Ye Ting took back the Demon Eye. He had seen this huge wharf. It was well built, at least much more reasonable than the wharf in Fengzhou. Each of these sect construction has its own strengths, and he really wanted to observe it at the two major sects. However, in the era when the monks in the virtual realm appeared, it would be too dangerous to do this.

Ye Ting felt deeply that he was born at the wrong time. If it were the past and his current level, it would be very easy to escape his life under the hands of a cultivator in the infant realm. Facing a cultivator in the virtual realm, there would be no chance.

Everyone walked together, and Ye Ting gave two monks armor and horse talismans and ran on the road. The Ghost Dragon King slowly followed behind, feeling unhappy, but no one paid attention to him.

Haruzaburo said curiously: "Senior, why don't you use a mount?"

"This is a demon king level, so I'll give him some face." Ye Ting replied.

The two demon cultivators were shocked. At the level of the demon king, the spiritual impact of this nightmare beast can be said to be fatal to the monk Jiedan!

In the evening, everyone came to Luohe City. This city was built on Luohe. The core was the sect of the Iron-Yi Zhan Sect. It was built into a small city with a radius of four miles. The outer edges were home to mortals, with a huge area and no wall surrounding it.

In fact, no one in this Iron City State would attack mortals. Mortals have absolute humility when facing monks, and there is no such thing as provoking monks.

There are four avenues forming tic toe and arranged in a cross-arrangement, all leading to the sect’s resident. On these four avenues, monks are all walking on monks. If mortals want to cross these roads, they have to walk through the tunnels below the avenue.

Like most sects, flights are not allowed near the sect's resident. In addition to the cultivators who are in charge of patrolling, Chunsanlang and Gu Kejiang are no exception. They removed the chariot of the horse, and this thing can be used for a while. Ye Ting did not take it back, so he gave it to the two of them.

This place is quite large, and there are hundreds of monks searching for suitable tasks in the area responsible for issuing tasks. In the center of the hall are eight square pillars, with magic patterns on all sides for spiritual consciousness to detect.

The task information is all inside. After you can select it, you can get a task token with the monk who is responsible for issuing the mission and sign a contract with the monk who is responsible for issuing the mission.

The Iron-Funny War Sect is a bit too open, and Ye Ting is not very used to it. He looked at the monks in the hall. The minimum monks who came to take the mission were in the liquid condensation stage and the highest was in the elixir.

There is a bit of noise here and there are a lot of noises, because there are a large number of monks and many people with low realm, so they are basically not communicating with spiritual consciousness.

Cultivators in the liquid condensation stage cannot afford to consume their spiritual power.

Ye Ting and others walked through the hall, and a monk in front suddenly blocked his way. Ye Ting stopped and looked at the monk quietly.

The monk is nine feet tall and wearing a red battle robe. When he raises his hand, he can see a golden ring on his wrists.

"Fellow Taoist, I want your nightmare beast, let's make a price." The demon cultivator's voice was hoarse, as if his throat had been salted.

"Not selling." Ye Ting simply answered two words.

What did the monk want to say, Ye Ting added: "Because you can't afford it."

The monks on the opposite side were furious, but seeing that there were many people around Ye Ting and accompanied by monks from the Iron-Funny War Sect, he could only say: "As long as you offer a price, I will never bargain."

Ye Ting smiled and said, "This nightmare beast was a sword cultivator in the Void Realm, and injured it. The Buddhist arhat used Buddhism to influence it. If you ask me to offer the offer, how do you tell me to open it?"

The monk covered his face and left, and he really couldn't afford the price. Is the other party lying? He could let the Iron-Funny War Sect verify it. The problem is that after verification, he couldn't afford the money and would end up in a miserable way.

The Ghost Dragon King was lying outside, feeling happy and wanted to buy himself? It was really a delusion. Whoever dared to do this would eat him.

"Oh, this fellow Taoist is really rich and can afford to invite a cultivator in the Void Realm." A female demon cultivator came up and wanted to say something else. Xiao Bai took a step forward and a sword sound came from the sword sheath on his waist. The female cultivator had just formed a pill, and the sword sound made her sit on the ground with a plop.

Her eyes were blank, and her companions behind her quickly pulled her back and sent a message: "What are you provoking them? That's also the disciples of the sect. They came out to walk and practice, but they were not from some small sect."

Xiao Bai was too lazy to talk nonsense to them. After forcing the female cultivator to withdraw, he urged Gu Kejiang. Gu Kejiang was also worried about some conflict. Usually, in this case, both sides had something to say, but Ye Ting and Xiao Bai did not give each other any face. He didn't know how to deal with it when he started making trouble here.

Everyone walked through the hall, and Ye Ting heard a scream outside the hall, but someone was teasing Ma Long.

This man should not have died, and Ma Long dared not cause big trouble on the territory of human monks.

In the hall, hundreds of monks looked at the backs of Ye Ting and others, some envious and some jealous, while more people quickly withdrew their gazes and did not want to provoke the other party unhappy.

Cultivators with more experience can see the key issues from the clothing of Ye Ting and others. They are not from small sects, but may be large sects.

The dozen people who were reluctant to withdraw their gaze suddenly felt severe pain in their eyes, and they squatted down and covered their eyes with their hands. As long as there was a little light falling into their eyes, their pain would be extremely strong.

Gu Kejiang also felt that those monks deserved it and did not understand the rules.

For mortals, it is impolite to stare at others. What's more, does monks have to take action when they look at others like this?

"Fellow up!" Someone from behind said, Ye Ting was depressed, it was like this, and someone came up to chat with him?

He turned around and saw a man in a snow-white robe walking towards him quickly. Gu Kejiang whispered: "Senior, this is a fellow Taoist of Zhu Yanzong.

Ye Ting noticed that the symbol of this male sword cultivator was a silver ring on his finger.

This man has a pill cultivation level. When he approaches, two monks from the Iron-Clothed War Sect salute him and call him uncle. This is why the relationship between the two sects is good enough that they have such a respectful title.

"What's the matter with fellow Taoist?" Ye Ting's tone was not very enthusiastic, but he was not so cold, and he wouldn't be aggressive.

"Are you here to take on the mission?"

Ye Ting nodded, and the monk smiled and said, "I have a special task on hand and need some helpers. I don't know if you are interested."

Ye Ting thought about it and there was no need to offend Zhu Yanzong's people, but he still asked back: "No, it's just that I want to know why you came to us?"

"Three reasons, the first one..." The monk pointed out outside the hall and said, "You said that the monster was injured by a monk in the Void Realm. If the Buddhist arhats subdued it, then he was at the level of a demon king. With this monster, the mission can avoid many accidents. Second, you seem to be from a large sect, and I can understand many rules without saying it, and they will get along with each other more happily. Third, it is for her."

The monk pointed at Xiao Bai. When he pointed at Xiao Bai, his fingertips bent downwards at a certain angle. If a dotted line extends out of his fingertips, he will not touch Xiao Bai's toes.

"Me?" Xiao Bai's face turned cold.

"For the first time I have seen such an excellent sword cultivator as a fellow Taoist, and I came from a Taoist sect, I hope to exchange sword skills with fellow Taoists when I was walking with me. Regardless of whether I gained anything or not, I would definitely give me a generous gift."

"Don't you have many classmates?"

"Those who are better than fellow Taoists are elders, and you are the best among peers." The monk praised him without hesitation.

"You ask him." Xiao Bai pointed to Ye Ting. Ye Ting was embarrassed. Why did these people push everything to him? Speaking of which, Xiao Bai is not a very obedient person.
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