When Wei Jing saw Zhang Zibing being so cooperative, a smile appeared on her face, and her attitude became more kind.
"Mr. Zhang Zibing, as far as I know, you also hope to join the Mist Organization, and you have also passed the preliminary test and become a peripheral member!"
"On November 27th, you participated in an ambush. I want to know the entire ambush process and all the details!" Wei Jing stared into Zhang Zibing's eyes and smiled: "I hope Mr. Zhang Zibing can recall it well.
If the answer satisfies me, Mr. Zhang Zibing may not be able to continue to serve the Mist Organization!"
Zhang Zibing's eyes lit up, but then dimmed, and he said with a wry smile: "That ambush was the final test for me, and it failed. How could I still have the chance to rejoin the fog!"
"Yes, Mr. Zhang Zibing!" Wei Jing said with a smile: "As far as I know, it was due to an intelligence error at the time and the underestimation of Baron Hawke's strength. Although Baron Hawke was a third-level apostle, in hindsight, his
The combat power has obviously exceeded that of ordinary third-level apostles, and can even be comparable to that of fourth-level apostles!"
"You must know that the gap between the third-level apostles and the fourth-level apostles is the gap between the low-level apostles and the mid-level apostles. If the third-level apostles can be besieged to death by low-level apostles, then the fourth-level apostles will be very difficult.
It's difficult to crush them with numerical superiority!" Wei Jing shook her head and sighed: "It was precisely because of the intelligence error that the ambush failed, so the fault does not lie with you, the killers of the ambush!"
Zhang Zibing's lips trembled slightly, and this was what he secretly cursed more than once afterwards. The vampire named Baron Hawke was too powerful, and he didn't look like a low-level apostle at all.
At that time, hundreds of secret realm apostles were ambushing them. Although they were all level 1 and 2, besieging a level 3 apostle was not a 100% guarantee, but it was at least 60 to 70% certain. Otherwise, the killers in the Mist Organization were not fools.
, knowing that the other party was of a high level, they still rushed to sign up.
In the eyes of many people, this time was just a welfare bureau, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a life and death bureau. When Zhang Zibing thought of the bloody tornado that was more than ten meters high summoned by the vampire, he would tremble with fear.
There is also the dark red blood mist emitted by the other party. Once you get deep into it, the terrifying feeling of the red mist burrowing toward the pores of your skin like small insects will definitely make any low-level secret realm apostle feel collapsed.
If Zhang Zibing hadn't noticed something was wrong at the first time, used the Turtle Breathing Technique, and hid among a pile of corpses, he might have turned into a mummy long ago.
Although the mission failed and Zhang Zibing was forced to escape, he criticized the operation more than once. Now when he heard Wei Jing say this, he suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling of gratitude that his grievances were known.
Zhang Zibing's eyes were almost red, but when he saw Wei Jing's eyes, Zhang Zibing suddenly felt a chill in his heart and began to describe the scene in detail.
"At that time, I was lying in ambush in a restaurant on the roadside, waiting for the target to pass by..."
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At Yanjing Airport, Xu Feng walked out of the airport carrying a space bag, hailed a taxi, told the driver an address, and sat in the back seat with his eyes closed to relax.
This address is the address given by my father, Xu Nantian, to a friend who is also a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain. It is said that he is already a fourth-level secret realm apostle and is also an alchemist.
Xu Feng just wanted to buy a recipe for the longevity pill. Although he himself had no talent for alchemy, the spiritual weapon alchemy furnace in the secret realm he carried with him had been idle. If he could get the recipe for the longevity pill, Xu Feng could make it himself.
Make a pot of longevity elixir.
Soon, the taxi stopped in front of a villa community and got out of the car. The security guard at the entrance of the community looked Xu Feng up and down with a scrupulous expression. Although he did not say anything to drive him away, his eyes were full of vigilance.
Xu Feng took out his phone and contacted the other party for a few words. Soon, a little girl wearing a Taoist robe came out of the community on a balance car.
When she came to the door, the little girl looked Xu Feng up and down and asked, "You are Xu Feng?"
Xu Feng nodded. The little girl registered at the concierge, waved to Xu Feng and said, "Come with me, my uncle is waiting for you!"
The little girl in Taoist robes looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old at most, that is, she was in high school. She looked very proud and walked in front on the balance bike without looking back.
What surprised Xu Feng was that this little girl looked young, but she was not weak at all. She actually had the strength of a first-level apostle.
You know, ordinary people can only have the opportunity to become a secret apostle if they have excellent grades in the college entrance examination. If they are still in school at the age of fifteen or sixteen, they have no chance to become a secret apostle.
However, in his previous life, Xu Feng knew that some disciples of sects would become secret apostles in advance, and those with such qualifications were all the proud ones of each sect. Therefore, the little girl in front of him was a little proud, and Xu Feng could understand it.
Soon, under the leadership of the little girl, the two came to a villa. The villa had three floors and a large yard in front. There were two trees planted in the yard and a small vegetable patch. The yard faced the sun.
A small pavilion was built on one side, and there was an open space in front of the pavilion.
At this time, a middle-aged man with a short beard was leisurely drinking tea and basking in the sun in the pavilion, looking very comfortable.
"That's my uncle. You can go in by yourself. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!" The little girl pointed at the middle-aged man in the yard and said in a low voice.
After saying that, she stepped on the balance car and walked towards another road. After walking three to five meters, the little girl suddenly stopped, turned to Xu Feng and smiled: "My name is Shui Sheng, remember it, don't forget it."
Got it!"
After saying that, the little girl started the balance car and continued to walk forward, and soon disappeared around the corner ahead.
"Come in, ignore that crazy girl!" In the yard, the middle-aged man looked towards Xu Feng with a smile. Apparently, he had heard the previous conversation between him and the little girl.
"Uncle Lin!" Xu Feng walked into the small courtyard, took out a gift from his space bag and placed it on the stone table in the small pavilion. He bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man in front of him.
The middle-aged man in front of me is named Lin Dao. He is the 69th generation disciple of Longhu Mountain and is officially included. He is now a fourth-level secret realm apostle and an alchemist.
"Haha, no need to be polite!" Lin Dao stretched out his hand to help him. When he saw Xu Feng taking out the gift from the space bag, his eyes suddenly lit up. He stared at Xu Feng's space bag for a long time and nodded with a smile on his face.
"When you come to Yanjing, just live at home." Lin Dao said with a smile: "I heard from Nan Tian that you are also a Taoist priest, and you are already a first-level peak person? It's amazing that at your age, you can become a first-level peak person.
, all of them are geniuses!"
Xu Feng smiled modestly. If his qualifications were placed in Songtao City, he might be called a genius, but if placed in Yanjing, he could only be ignored by everyone. Not to mention other people, just the people he had just met.
Shui Sheng's qualifications are definitely above him.
"Uncle Lin, thank you. I need more guidance from Uncle Lin in the future!" Xu Feng said with a smile: "By the way, Uncle Lin, you are a master of alchemy. I don't know the recipe for the longevity pill. Do you have it here?"
"Longevity Pill?" Lin Dao narrowed his eyes and stared at Xu Feng. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. After a moment, he nodded and said: "The main material for refining the longevity pill is difficult to find. Although I know it, I don't have it. How?
, are you also interested in alchemy? Or... are you only interested in longevity elixirs?"