There were seventeen or eight people in Nangong Buwei's group, all of whom wore wine gourd symbols on their waists.
Among the seventeen or eight cultivators of the Nangong family, he has the lowest cultivation level, and the others who are the worst are ninth-level wandering immortals - such people are all wearing bodyguard clothes, and even the wine gourd is made of black iron.
He is not even qualified to serve at the table.
There were even two high-level immortals in this group of people. Nangong Buwei sat with those middle-level immortals, so he obviously valued them very much.
In fact, it only took more than four years since Nangong Buwei's ascension to advance from a second-level immortal to a seventh-level immortal. He is a well-deserved leader in any family.
Chen Taizhong didn't want to think too much about this person. He ordered a few dishes and had a big meal. Then he paid the bill and stood up to leave. Unexpectedly, he walked to the door. Someone hurriedly walked in outside the door. The two of them almost bumped into each other.
However, the man was extremely agile and dodged away, then scolded, "You don't have eyes when you walk?"
"Hey," Chen Taizhong was happy. He still didn't know who was blind. He looked at the other person and said, "You...hey, is it you?"
"Uh, is it you?" This person looked at him in astonishment, his face suddenly changed, and his aura suddenly dropped a lot.
"Isn't your family from Zhanlong County?" Chen Taizhong looked at her with interest. This woman with big eyes and thick lips was the same woman who got his Shuihuo Tongmai Pill outside Hulu Gorge a while ago.
This woman now has the aura of a fourth-level spiritual fairy, but he remembered that when this woman blocked the road and robbed her, she displayed the aura of a fifth-level spiritual fairy.
"I'm here to take care of things," the woman replied in a low voice. "I have something to do now. Let's talk later."
I'll try to find you again later. I'm afraid it will be difficult, right? Chen Taizhong is really a little suspicious. This woman gave him a fake address last time--it can't be such a coincidence in the world, right?
To be honest, he didn't want to go back to this woman. He did something good when he felt like it, and he didn't ask for anything in return. However, he would be unhappy if the other party might deceive him, so he smiled and replied, "Then
Shall I wait for you here for a while?"
"Miss Ning," a voice sounded behind him.
The person who spoke was none other than Nangong Buwei. He stood up and walked over, looking at Chen Taizhong suspiciously. Then he said to the female cultivator, "This person... is causing trouble for you?"
"An acquaintance," Miss Ning tried her best to smile, but her expression was not very good.
"Oh, I thought I was causing trouble for you," Nangong Buwei looked Chen Taizhong up and down again. His eyes were a little unkind, "My parents are all here. If anything happens, just talk."
Chen Taizhong was a little dissatisfied, "Even if I have something to do with her, what does it have to do with you?"
"Do you understand the principle that disaster comes from the mouth?" Nangong Buwei's face sank. He looked at the other party coldly. This person's cultivation level was obviously much higher than his, but he was not afraid, "You know I am
Who?"
I think he is the proud son of the Nangong family in the lower realm, so he can ascend.
After he ascended, he was promoted to the seventh level of Immortal in just over four years, and was regarded as the top genius of the Nangong family.
Generally speaking, cultivators who have ascended have considerable potential, but for the Nangong family, only those who have advanced to high-level immortals can be considered geniuses.
It took Nangong Buwei more than four years to successfully advance, and as an ascendant, his soul age is only four years. Although his advancement will definitely be slower in the future, it is certain that he will be a Chong Lingxian. If he can be like Hui Xiaodian,
, if you are promoted to a spiritual immortal in your thirties, it will not be a problem if you become an immortal.
It is precisely because of this potential that even before his level as a seventh-level Immortal was firmly established, the elders in his family took him out to travel, and everyone was extremely kind to him.
Chen Taizhong was stunned by his question - I said, can you not feel too good about yourself? Brothers, for the sake of ascending together, we have given up finding fault with you. You must seek death.
?
Just when he was stunned, Miss Ning spoke with a smile, "Okay, we are all acquaintances, there is no need for this, you can go first..."
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to push Chen Taizhong away, not too hard, and winked slightly at the same time - there must be a reason for me to do this.
Seeing her push the man, Nangong Buwei became even more angry. However, he couldn't act too wildly in front of the beautiful woman, so he glared at the other man fiercely, and then he was stunned for a moment.
Then he frowned and asked, "Have we met somewhere?"
Chen Taizhong looked at him indifferently, turned around and left without even saying a word - he didn't bother to talk to this person.
So what if you bring your parents with you, just a few high-level and mid-level immortals.
However, the disdain in his eyes was clearly seen by Nangong Buwei, and he felt really annoyed.
He took Miss Ning to sit at the dining table, his eyes couldn't help but glance towards the door - based on his past experience, the elders in the clan should have asked about this matter.
Unexpectedly, a high-level spirit immortal glanced at him and said, "No, this is Yashan. When you go out... don't be too troublesome."
Although the Nangong family is an earl, it is not from the local area, and those with the highest cultivation level are only heavenly beings. Yashan is close to the Hengduan Mountains, there is no shortage of heavenly beings, and there are also many ghosts, ghosts, and snakes from all walks of life.
The reputation of a bartender really doesn't mean much here.
"Grandpa Eighth, what kind of cultivation level is he?" Nangong Buwei frowned. On the one hand, he was unconvinced. On the other hand, he did feel that this person seemed a bit familiar.
The high-level spirit immortal looked at him and said, "The fourth-level spirit immortal is not very advanced."
"Oh," Nangong Buwei nodded and searched for relevant memories in his mind. For a moment, he really couldn't think of anyone who could be a good match for this person...
When Chen Taizhong walked out of the hotel, he didn't take this matter to heart. Such an ant was not worth worrying about - if he didn't like it, he would just slap him to death.
However, from this person who owed him money, he thought of another person who owed money - the man in the hat also said that if he wanted to kill any immortal, he could hang up the task in the mission hall of Yashan.
He has no immortals to kill now. Although the Yin Yang Fox is a bit hateful, there is a reason for that. He has no interest in taking Du Chunhui's grudges on himself.
Seriously, he planned to find a few tasks to do in the mission hall. Making money was secondary. The key was that before Lei Xiaozhu came to the Hengduan Mountains again, he wanted to get more familiar with it.
The mission hall in Yashan City was busier than any other city hall he had ever seen. Before he could enter, someone came up to greet him, "Hey, fourth-level spirit immortal...are you here to receive a mission, or are you sending a message?"
Task?"
This way of soliciting customers reminded him of a train station on Earth. He frowned slightly and said, "What am I here for? Do I need to explain to you?"
This answer was quite annoying. The person soliciting the customer was also a fourth-level spirit fairy. However, this person was not annoyed. Instead, he answered with a smile, "For the mission of Hengduan Mountain Scorpion Ridge, we will recruit another fighting spirit fairy, and the team will set off."
...The captain is a sixth-level spirit immortal."
"Wild team, I won't participate," Chen Taizhong shook his head and walked inside. He didn't form many teams and did tasks with others in the Fenghuang world, but he had played online games like cultivating immortals on Earth, and he knew this kind of thing.
The team formed temporarily is not reliable at all.
The team that had just been disbanded knew all about it, so the feeling was different. But even so, when Feng Hua saw the Yin Yang Fox showing off its power, Feng Hua still ran away.
Entering the mission hall, he walked around and suddenly discovered that the missions here were not only divided into types, but also divided into local and foreign based on the identity of the publisher.
He was not interested in reading the missions issued by outsiders - who knew the origins of those lonely ghosts, whether they were true or false? He was not afraid, but he found it troublesome.
The tasks for the locals were a little less challenging. He chose a task that did not require team formation. The children of a local family in Yashan wanted to enter the outer reaches of the Hengduan Mountains for a trial and hired a mid-level spirit immortal to protect them.
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The trial period is ten days, and the reward is five hundred middle-grade spiritual stones, which is less than five high-grade spiritual stones, but it is better than leisure.
Chen Taizhong decided to choose this task. When he wanted to take the task, the clerk refused, "Outsiders who are not disciples of the sect or family members are not allowed to take this task."
"Then mark it on the mission," Chen Taizhong was a little annoyed, but at the same time, he was also a little emotional. It could be seen that the locals were very wary of outsiders.
Just as he was leaving in disappointment, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old ran past and asked in a low voice, "Sir, I have a mission to announce, but as for the reward, you need to kill the spirit beast yourself to get it."
Chen Taizhong glanced sideways at the young man. He was only a fourth-level wandering immortal. He shook his head slightly and said, "I'm not interested in your mission."
"I'm a local from Yashan. If you don't believe me, I can go on a mission," the young man said anxiously, gesticulating. "My grandfather is seriously ill and I want to go pick eagle grass. I know the way, but I can't get there...
…I don’t have many spiritual stones at home, so I can’t do tasks, but I can do it temporarily.”
Carved feather grass? Chen Taizhong had some impressions of this. The relatively low-end herbs and their rhizomes can be used as medicine. The two from Bai Yao Valley also picked some on their return trip - but the disciples from Bai Yao Valley were more discerning and only picked fifty
Years and above.
Seeing the young man dressed in rags, he thought for a moment, "Forget it, there's no need for you to fail the mission... Are you really a local?"
"I must be a local," the young man took out a jade plaque, "If you don't believe me, please check it out."
Chen Taizhong didn't have a jade mirror to test the jade plaques in his hand, and he couldn't count the ones he saw with his spiritual consciousness. He didn't bother to test them, and just waved his hand, "Are you familiar with the Hengduan Mountains?"
"There are no problems outside Caoling," the young man answered simply.
Caoling is a hilly area with only grass growing on it, almost thirty or forty miles outside the Hengduan Mountains.
"What is the highest level of a spiritual beast?" Chen Taizhong asked casually, and the two of them walked side by side out of the hall.
What he didn't notice was that the clerk kept looking at them lazily until they were far away, then shook his head and sighed, "Kind people... can't live long in Yashan!"