"It turns out to be Senior Brother Zheng. It's already getting late, but you are still so happy to enjoy the scenery here." After seeing the origins of these people, Wang Teng said with a smile on his lips.
These people were all cultivators of Doutian Pavilion. Zheng Xiong, who was standing at the front, twitched his muscles a few times and sneered: "We are not like some idiots who want to see the scenery so late.
Wang Teng, this is the sect’s mission scroll, why don’t you kneel down and take it.”
After Zheng Xiong finished speaking, there was a purple scroll in his hand, with lotus groups engraved on it. It was very exquisite. Wang Teng recognized it. This was the mission scroll of the sect. Xiaochi Sect would give it to him every once in a while.
Assigning tasks to entry-level disciples is also equivalent to training them.
Opportunities like this are very rare for the cultivators of Fentian Pavilion, and they are mainly aimed at the disciples of other six avenues. Zheng Xiong must have bad intentions when he suddenly throws a task to himself.
If other cultivators who had just been promoted to entry-level disciples saw this mission scroll, they would definitely be flattered and at a loss. However, Wang Teng seemed very calm. He did not kneel down, but just walked up to Zheng Xiong and said: "
Senior Brother Zheng really knows how to joke. In "The Road to Cultivation" and the sect, there is no rule that says you have to kneel before the mission scroll. If I am asked to kneel down to accept this mission scroll, I would rather give up the opportunity of this mission to others."
After Wang Teng finished speaking, without even looking at the mission scroll in his hand, he walked around everyone and waited for the stone bridge.
Zheng Xiong's face turned livid and he said angrily: "This task was specially given to you by the sect. How dare you not accept it? Originally, this task was something Lin Yuan had to complete. Now that he has been killed by you, you must complete it on his behalf."
, this is the rule of the sect, you don’t get the advantage and still act well.”
Wang Teng frowned slightly, knowing that the sect did have such a rule, but Zheng Xiong and others would definitely not be so kind, and there must be fraud in it.
"What? Do you want to violate the rules of the sect, or are you too scared to accept it? This is what waste looks like." Zheng Xiong laughed, and the Doutian Pavilion disciples around him also laughed.
"I'll take it. Who said I won't take it? If you miss such a good opportunity, it will be wasted." Wang Teng suddenly stretched out his hand and snatched the mission scroll, so fast that even Zheng Xiong was surprised.
He originally planned to make Wang Teng suffer a little before throwing this scroll to him, but he didn't expect it to be taken away all of a sudden.
"You...Okay, don't forget, we will gather outside Tianbao Pavilion at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. This mission is not fun. If anything goes wrong, you may die." Zheng Xiong showed a sinister smile on his lips.
"You don't have to worry about this, I will live well." Wang Teng chuckled, looked at several people lightly, then put the purple scroll in his arms, walked briskly towards the other end of the bridge
go.
"Hmph! After this mission, I guarantee that there will never be another person like Wang Teng in this world." Looking at Wang Teng's disappearing back, Zheng Xiong's eyes were shining with cruel light.
Wang Teng crossed the stone bridge and saw Liu Susu turning out from a nearby big tree. She frowned slightly, gently held her little fist, and looked at Wang Teng with a worried expression.
"I've seen it all. What do the people from Doutian Pavilion want to do with you?" Liu Susu looked at Wang Teng with gentle eyes and asked.
"It's nothing big. They gave me a mission scroll and wanted to complete the mission with me." Wang Teng smiled slightly, showing no signs of nervousness.
"Ah!" Liu Susu trembled and covered her mouth with her hand. The melancholy in her eyes suddenly became intense.
"Wang Teng, don't go, it's very dangerous." After a moment, Liu Susu pursed her lips and said.
Wang Teng looked at the beautiful but melancholy woman in front of him and felt warm in his heart. He reached out and stroked her black hair and said: "I have to go, the sect's rules cannot be violated. Don't worry! I won't
No matter what, I can’t bear to leave this world because such a beautiful fairy treats me so well.”
Liu Susu did not smile. She just leaned her delicate body gently on Wang Teng's chest and said quietly: "You must come back safely."
Wang Teng returned to Tengda Hall and told Old Man Feng about this matter. Old Man Feng also frowned tightly, and he was no less worried than Wang Teng. He walked back and forth a few times and stroked his beard.
, said to Wang Teng: "Let's first see what the content of the task is?"
Wang Teng nodded, took out the purple scroll from his arms, injected a bit of power, and the scroll spread out with a splash, and black words appeared on it, with dragons and phoenixes dancing, which was very beautiful.
"What?" When Old Man Feng read the words on the scroll, he couldn't help shouting. Liu Susu on the side clenched her fists and turned a little pale.
Wang Teng smiled bitterly. The mission on the scroll was to go deep into the Demon Gathering Valley and kill the monsters with the disciples of Xiaochi Sect. He also had to compete with the disciples of Tianshui Sect and Xuanyue Sect to see who could win.
More monsters were killed.
Such tasks are held every year among the three sects in order to train the strength of the cultivators. The Xiaochi sect not only has fierce internal fighting, but also has great competition with other sects. Even every four years, one of the three sects still
A big competition will be held, and the disciples who stand out will have the opportunity to be selected as the outer disciples of Yuhuang Sect.
In a sense, Tianshui Sect, Xuanyue Sect, and Xiaochi Sect are all affiliated sects of Yuhuang Sect, and their existence depends on him. Otherwise, such a small sect, with just a few powerful cultivators, can
Kill him and seize his spiritual veins. Or he will be swallowed up by other major sects.
Only those sects with masters at the Nascent Soul stage can stand alone and survive without being attached to a super sect. However, the Xiaochi sect obviously does not have one, and the most powerful one is only in the Peilian realm.
The reason why Old Man Feng and Liu Susu are so worried is because such a task is too cruel. Every year, some entry-level disciples will be killed by monsters or plotted to death by disciples of other sects in such competitions. In previous years,
The cultivators of Fentian Pavilion didn’t even have the chance to participate.
What Zheng Xiong said to Wang Teng was not false. Lin Yuan was originally qualified for this mission. He really planned to kill Wang Teng before participating, but he did not expect to be killed instead. Although this mission was dangerous, it was
There are also many benefits and rewards. Not only will you be fully trained by the sect, but you will also be taught rare skills and even get other talisman refining methods.
Originally, it was a good thing that Wang Teng had this opportunity. The problem is that the people from Doutian Pavilion must have deliberately set a trap to deal with him. When the time comes, Wang Teng will not only have to prevent the monsters, but also the disciples of other sects.
Be careful of the disciples of our sect. Under the threat of three potential dangers, the chance of surviving safely is slim.
"Brother Feng, Su Su, I must carry out this task, otherwise I will definitely be expelled from the school." Wang Teng said helplessly.
A few months ago, Mr. Feng might have advised Wang Teng to leave the Xiaochi Sect and go as far away as possible, but now, he no longer has that kind of identity and courage. Wang Teng has already had his own success on the road of cultivation.
One set, your own guidance may become misleading.
And he also knew that Wang Teng would never leave the Xiaochi sect, and he understood Wang Teng's character very well.
"Don't worry! I've been to the Demon Gathering Valley, and even the fourth-level monsters couldn't kill me, let alone this group of little cultivators. Just practice hard and wait until I come back.
"Wang Teng saw the sad looks of the two people and patted their shoulders.
Old Man Feng sighed and prayed in his heart that Wang Teng would be fine. This man was someone he had put a lot of effort into cultivating.
At night, Wang Teng did not rest. Instead, he comprehended the second-level magical object-controlling technique overnight, and then tried to use Tao power to cast it. At this time, his fourteen and a half root bones came into play.
With the blessing of , he learned things very quickly, and by the next morning, his object-controlling skills were already showing some signs of success.
The next day, Liu Susu sent Wang Teng to the end of the stone bridge again. She looked a little haggard, and it was obvious that she had not slept well all night. Wang Teng felt a soreness at the root of his nose, and boldly touched her white forehead.
After kissing her and looking at her deeply, he crossed the stone bridge and headed towards Tianbao Pavilion without looking back.
Tianbao Pavilion is majestic and magnificent. It is located on the mountainside of Xiaochi Peak, hidden among the layers of lush ancient trees, like a mysterious giant. The morning sun is gentle and golden, lazily shining on every inch of the earth, and everything looks so peaceful.
.
But at this time, under an ancient tree in front of Tianbao Pavilion, Wang Teng felt an icy chill, which came out from the eyes of each Doutian Pavilion disciple. In this mission, Doutian Pavilion's
A total of twenty disciples were dispatched, and the strength of each one was at least at the fifth level of Daoji.
Wang Teng even discovered that there were a few cultivators whose strength was unfathomable, no weaker than Zheng Xiong. Maybe there were masters at the seventh level of Daoji among them.
"Wang Teng, you have to be careful. Those people are very hostile to you. The person in the middle is two levels higher than you in strength." Zi'er's sweet voice like a silver bell filled Wang Teng's mind like a clear spring.
flowing in.
Wang Teng's eyes immediately turned to a cultivator next to Zheng Xiong. This cultivator was wearing a blue Taoist robe, with a sword hanging on his back, which seemed to be a spiritual weapon. He had a majestic weapon, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Smiling, full of confidence, his eyes fell on Wang Teng with some interest.
This is Sun Hua, a disciple of the seventh level of Daoji in Doutian Pavilion.
"Brothers, let's get going!" Wang Teng came to the crowd and smiled slightly, neither humble nor arrogant.
Zheng Xiong sneered and said: "Yes, of course you can. You must also know the content of the task!"
"You know, aren't you just going to perform a mission outside the Demon Gathering Valley? There's nothing scary about that place." Wang Teng said calmly.
"Haha! Junior brother Wang, you are really ignorant. Only ignorant people can say that there is nothing terrible in the Demon Gathering Valley. There were thousands of cultivators who died there last month. Did you know? There is even a refining machine inside.
Qi realm master, you really think that you have become a figure just because you defeated Lin Yuan." A disciple with a fierce face sneered.
"As long as you know he is ignorant, why are you talking to him so much? Then go to the Demon Gathering Valley and see if he can still say such big words." Another cultivator said.
Almost every one of the twenty or so people present was hostile to Wang Teng. In fact, they had been authorized by Taoist Huiqing for this operation, in order to torture Wang Teng to death.
"Okay, let's go!" Sun Hua glanced at Wang Teng and said calmly to everyone.
"Yes!" Everyone nodded and rushed towards the palace where the spirit horses were kept at the foot of the mountain. Soon they were on the tall spirit horses and rushed towards Xiaochi City.