Han Li and Hu Yan entered the mansion one by one, walked through the hand-papered veranda beside the courtyard, and came to the reception hall. They were all divided into guests and sat down. Soon a young servant walked into the hall and bought tea for the two.

Taoist Hu Yan didn't even look at the tea. He waved his palm and took out a glass wine cup, poured himself a bowl, raised his head and drank it all.

As if he was carefully savoring the taste of wine, the sloppy old man smashed his mouth with an intoxicated expression for a long time before exhaling, exclaiming:

"This red-haired wine is really powerful!"

"Senior, do you know this wine?" Han Li said with surprise when he heard this.

"Hehe! When I was traveling around the world, I drank it in the northern border of Huanglan Continent. I had a certain impression of this wine. Unlike other mellow wine fairy wines, this wine must be soaked in the blood of many monsters, beast bones and essences, and can only be drunk for a hundred years. It is as color as blood, and it is domineering. It cannot be drunk by ordinary people. Even for our cultivators, haha, drinking it from the cultivators below the God Transformation Stage is tantamount to seeking death. But it is okay for immortals." Taoist Hu Yan talked happily.

"The seniors' attainments in wine tasting are the only ones I have seen in my life, and I have to admire them from my heart." Han Li smiled slightly and said.

"Boy, stop flattering. Just tell me if you have any questions. For the sake of this red-haired wine, as long as it is not too much, I can agree." The sloppy old man patted the wine jar on the table and said with a smile.

"I went to the Lingyao Garden today and accidentally found that the Taoist soldiers planted before had sprouted. However, the young buds were a little different from what you wrote in the previous writing, so I came to ask for advice from my seniors." Han Li said.

"Oh? What's the difference?" When Taoist Huyan heard that it was related to Taoist soldiers, he immediately became energetic.

"There are some strange dark golden patterns growing on the young buds of my Taoist soldiers." Han Li said.

"What kind of pattern? Take me to see it." Taoist Hu Yan raised his eyebrows and asked immediately.

"I have drawn the pattern of the pattern, and I'll ask the senior to take a look." After that, Han Li turned his wrist and took out a page of paper and handed it over.

Taoist Hu Yan took it and looked at it for a moment, with a smile on his face and said, "You guy may be lucky. You bean soldier must have mutated."

"Why did it mutate?" Han Li said in confusion.

"There are many factors that affect the mutation of the bean mutiny, such as the water source of the planting ground, the ground veins, the spiritual liquid that waters the bean soldiers, and the quality of the bean soldiers themselves. This can only be judged based on the specific situation." Taoist Hu Yan explained.

When Han Li heard this, he lowered his head and thought. Could it be because of the small bottle of green liquid? Or was it affected by the underground fire veins?

"But, don't be too happy too early. The mutation of the Doubing soldier is an uncontrollable situation. It may become better and worse. It is all based on luck." Dao Ren Huyan poured a bowl of wine and drank it, and added.

Han Li looked at Old Man Huyan drinking bowl after bowl of wine, knowing that he was mostly worried, so he stopped bothering him.

"Since there is nothing to pay special attention to for the time being, let's not worry about it for now. Thank you for your advice, and I will leave first." Han Li bowed to him and said.

"Go and go, I have to drink a few more drinks..." Taoist Hu Yan waved his hand and said.

Han Li smiled helplessly and turned around and left.

Two days later, the cave house secret room.

Han Li flipped his hands and took out a cow-head mask and put it on his face.

As a ray of light lit up, a huge blue light array disk floated on the wall of the secret room.

After confirming that the changes in the bean soldiers were not hindered, Han Li planned to continue to take on tasks in the Impermanence Alliance in exchange for spirit stones.

On the array disk, there will be brand new tasks in the taskbar on the left side at any time, and the completed tasks will be cancelled from them at any time. Often, in addition to some more special tasks, the changes are very frequent.

Han Li's eyes swept down from the taskbar. When he saw the middle area, he saw a very special task at a glance.

The reason why it is special is that in previous tasks, the detailed content of the task was not released. Each time the convener gathered everyone together, the specific content of the task was notified. However, this time, the specific content and conditions of the task were sent out in an abnormal manner.

The specific content of this mission is to defend the Holy Puppet Sect in a confidential place and resist foreign invasions.

Han Li knew some things about the Holy Puppet Sect, knowing that its sect is located in the northwest of the Thunderstorm Ocean, not too far from the Guyun Continent. It is a medium-sized sect that is famous in the nearby waters for the creation and sale of various puppets.

Its overall scale is naturally not comparable to that of Zhulong Dao, but due to its special nature, it has always had puppet trade with many immortal sects, so the sect's wealth is far beyond those of the same level of sects.

At the same time, this task has imposed certain restrictions on the participating members. It must be members with a blue mask or above in the Impermanence Alliance to be qualified to perform it. It can also be seen that the risk of performing this task must be quite large.

However, the reward given to the Holy Puppet Sect was very generous, and the promised reward was as much as ten times that of other ordinary tasks. Han Li, who was in a hurry to lack spirit stones, couldn't help but be moved, and decided to take on the task immediately.

Since there was still some time before the mission collection date, Han Li refines the spiritual medicine he had saved before into two furnaces of pills, and also makes some preparations for the subsequent trip to the Holy Puppet Sect.

A few months later.

In the southwest of the Guyun Continent, there is a small seaside town called "Wangfeng". Because it is located southward and close to the thunderstorm ocean, the climate is slightly warm. It is one of the few places on the Guyun Continent where you can feel the changes in the four seasons.

Outside the city, leading to the coast south, there is an official road more than five meters wide, winding into a particularly green elm willow forest.

In the woods, next to the official road with lush grass, a long wooden pavilion is built every few miles for those who come and go to rest.

At this moment, the third pavilion in the forest was surrounded by a thick white mist in a radius of several miles. If you enter it, your vision will be only about a foot, and you will be able to see things.

However, around this third long pavilion, there were no thick fog. There were more than a dozen people sitting opposite each other along long porch chairs on both sides. Their faces were covered with a blue beast mask.

Only a graceful woman standing under the steps outside the pavilion was unique, wearing a red fox mask on her face, and a slight scent of charm and mystery all over her body.

Not far away, there was a woman wearing a pink lotus skirt and a slender waist, and her face was also wearing a blue rabbit-headed mask covered with spiritual patterns.

Although both of them were covered with their faces, the completely different female aura on their bodies was equally pleasing to the eye, so many people in the long pavilion seemed to be sitting upright, but they were all watching them secretly.

At this moment, a golden light flashed over the dense forest and flew down towards this side.

The golden light ignored the thick fog and plunged directly into it and landed on the open space outside the long pavilion. The light disappeared and a tall man appeared. He was wearing a wide black robe in the style of a cloak and a blue deer-headed mask on his head, which was Lin Jiu.

As soon as he landed, he immediately walked up and saluted the graceful woman respectfully.

The latter nodded at him, neither of them spoke.

Immediately afterwards, a blue light suddenly flew into the thick fog in the sky to the east and fell outside the long pavilion. A man in a green robe wearing a cow's head mask appeared, but it was Han Li, the "First Five-Year Plan" of Jiao.

The appearance of the two people only made the rest of the people here look up here, but most of them directly looked away at Lin Jiu, but they couldn't help but look at Jiao Shiwu a few more.

After all, the name of the mission madman is quite big in this area.

Han Li didn't care about other people's gazes, but after a casual glance, he recognized the blue rabbit-headed mask with "Eleventh" written on his eyebrows, and was slightly surprised.

Because the person who owns this mask is not someone else, but the woman Bai Suyuan.

Because the mask covered the breath, it is impossible to measure his specific cultivation level now. However, over the years, according to his speculation, the Moon Flower Immortal Body that this woman possesses may at most be a Mahayana cultivator.

Logically speaking, Bai Suyuan's strength should not be able to handle such a task, but for some reason she would appear here.

However, Han Li's thoughts turned, and there was no strangeness on his face. He first walked forward and saluted the young woman with fox face who was obviously the leader. Then he nodded to Lin Jiu, who had been several times, and then walked to the side and sat cross-legged on his own, resting and not looking at Bai Suyuan more.

Bai Suyuan did not recognize Han Li. After all, she had only seen Han Li's face transformed with a mask before, but she had never seen Han Li's ox-headed mask. However, she did have some hearing about the title of the mission madman. She looked at Han Li curiously, her eyes flashed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

After about a quarter of an hour, two more arrived one after another.

At this time, Lin San looked around and immediately said to everyone in the long pavilion:

"Okay, the number of people has arrived. Without further ado, set off immediately and head to the Holy Puppet Gate. As for the detailed task, I will explain it in detail on the way."

When everyone heard this, they stood up and walked outside the pavilion.

Han Li found that in addition to Lin Jiu, there were several members who had performed missions together. When they looked at each other, they nodded slightly, saying hello.

Lin waved his three palms, and a silver light sprinkled like crystal powder. In an instant, silver clouds flew around, and a silver-white crescent-shaped spiritual boat floated out of the air, hanging in the air, flashing with a brilliant silver brilliance.

The boat is about thirty or forty feet long, with circles of mysterious runes engraved on the surface, and emits a burst of silver rays throughout the body, coiling around the boat left and right, like a flying spiritual treasure of not low grade.

Then a light flashed on his body, and his figure floated upwards and landed on the deck of the spiritual boat.

Seeing this, although a hint of envy flashed in several people's eyes, everyone flew up silently and flew towards the spiritual boat.
Chapter completed!