Speaking of this, Miss Zhao looked around with a pair of small eyes and said:
"In return, Captain Feng has any exotic flowers, herbs or panaceas in his hands, and I hope he can sell some to me.
Qing Kuang looked at Miss Zhao and had already guessed her purpose. She had already tasted the benefits of the blue magic grass last time.
Qingkuang thought for a moment and said slowly:
"You have a good idea! But you have to promise that you must keep the mercenary mission that the Hurricane Regiment accepts a secret and not disclose it to anyone!" [
"It's a deal!"
Seeing that Qingkuang had agreed, Miss Zhao was overjoyed and quickly agreed. Then she personally sent her out of the hall.
Qing Kuang returned to his residence and sent a bunch of worthless low-grade materials produced during the process of refining medicine to Miss Zhao.
Although these things are inconspicuous to Qing Kuang, they are already extremely rare things for people who are not familiar with the art of refining medicine.
Sure enough, not long after, his disciples got a secret letter containing the mission from Miss Zhao.
Above, the time, place, and reward of the task are recorded.
Qing Kuang started reading and found out that they were all inconspicuous primary tasks. Although they were not worthy of his personal intervention at the moment, they were indispensable for the experience of his disciples.
Immediately, he called Qiu Wu and informed his disciples of the task, leaving them to deal with it themselves. In the next few days, Qing Kuang would continue to practice in seclusion.
The matter of refining alchemy can be postponed for a while. In the past few days, Qing Kuang has been studying another thing obtained from the temple alone, the volume of animal skin obtained from the claws of the giant mythical beast statue.
After several studies, I still can't figure it out. What is recorded in it seems to be a special skill, but it is written in animal language, which is completely different from ancient martial arts or spiritual power.
On this day, Qing Kuang was playing the piano in his room while thinking about the animal skin volume. Suddenly, a roar of wild beasts came from the yard, interrupting the sound of the piano in his hand.
Pushing open the door and going out, a black bear broke into the yard at some point, and next to it, a boy with hair like a hedgehog was driving the black bear out in a panic.
Seeing Qing Kuang suddenly appear in front of him, his face was filled with panic for a moment.
"Sister! I'm sorry, Xiaobao didn't control these beasts just now... I will drive them away right now!"
Qing Kuang stared at the figure of the beast and the little boy with cold eyes, suddenly remembered something, stopped Xiaobao, and asked:
"You summoned these beasts in the same language?"
Xiaobao nodded.
"Then do you know... apart from the beasts in the wild forest, are there any other races that can summon and drive these monsters?"
Xiaobao thought for a while and replied: [
"A warlock like the Cloud Demon Beast can do it! However, it uses a special summoning spell that only a warlock can do..."
"So, where are the human warriors?"
Before Xiaobao could finish speaking, Qingkuang shouted in a low voice.
Xiaobao's face was startled and his head shook like a rattle, but Qing Kuang glared at him fiercely and nodded gently.
"Sister, I heard from my father that... a long time ago, there was a mythical beast that had been cultivated for tens of millions of years. It had completely transformed into a human form and could understand human language and writing.
We once transformed some of the special skills of the beast clan into abilities that humans can use universally... which is the 'Beast Control Technique', but... all the human warriors who obtained this skill are already dead!"