Not everyone among the lower-level disciples has received this mission from a disciple named Yi.
But with his level of strength, if he wanted to kill a level 5 monster, he would simply die.
However, it is clearly written in the sect rules that if a low-level disciple fails to complete the task, he must hand over one hundred spiritual stones to cancel it.
But this disciple named Yi cannot produce so many spiritual stones.
I have no choice but to bite the bullet and come to buy a hall.
After the disciple poured out his bitterness to Qingyang, he slowly told the details of this mission.
This is a request for help from a small village to the Cang Yue Sect.
After all, the Cang Yue Sect's current scale is largely due to its own strength.
But what a powerful sect needs is a steady stream of fresh blood.
There are two ways for the Cang Yue Sect to recruit disciples.
The first is to absorb idlers like Qingyang and others and provide them with a better cultivation environment in exchange for their loyalty.
The other type is these large and small villages and cities.
The Cang Yue Sect regularly sends some people to these places every year to recruit boys and girls with martial arts qualifications to strengthen the sect.
Therefore, if these mountain villages or cities encounter any trouble that cannot be solved, they will turn to the Cang Yue Sect to help solve it.
This time, this small mountain village, for some unknown reason, encountered a colorful blood tiger that should have been deep in the far north.
This colorful blood tiger was so powerful that it devoured some strong men in the village as soon as it appeared.
At first, the villagers thought the object was just passing by by chance.
But unexpectedly, this monster would come to the village to eat people every few days, apparently treating them as captive food.
In desperation, they sent a request for help to the Cang Yue Sect.
After understanding the general story of the matter, Qingyang also made general arrangements for this mission.
So I agreed to this mission very directly.
After all, it is just a colorful blood tiger. Although Qingyang is only a warrior of the third level of Yuanli.
But the actual combat experience is much better than that of ordinary warriors.
In addition, in order to cultivate a large number of saints in the past, Qingyang specially studied each person's martial arts. After he understood them thoroughly, he shared his experience and helped the disciples of Feixian Palace form martial arts seeds.
In other words, Qingyang possesses thousands of martial arts skills.
If these things were used in ordinary warrior battles, they would be unexpected treasures.
After all, Qingyang does not use the same martial arts in every battle, so even if he is targeted in the future, there will be no bad consequences for him.
After that, Qingyang went to the Cangwu Pavilion again, and under the introduction of Wu Yuansi, he selected an armor on the first floor, for which he also paid ten low-grade spiritual stones.
This made Qingyang, who was currently short of money, feel the discomfort of the poor for the first time.
Because he is now a martial arts clone, he cannot condense spiritual stones.
Although I have the means to condense spiritual stones, the storage bags in the martial arts world are too low-level. After one or two hundred spiritual stones are put in, it will be impossible to put anything in them.
It is simply not on the same level as the Sendao storage bag.
As for the more than 200 spirit stones Qingyang brought this time, he used more than 100 of them when he exchanged for the third-level Yuanling on the second level.
If he only has more than 60 spirit stones on his body, although he is much richer than most low-level disciples, Qingyang could throw hundreds of thousands or millions of spirit stones at the beginning. When did he become so poor?
Pass.
The next morning, the young man named Yi arrived at Qingyang's residence early in the morning.
It seemed that he was looking forward to this mission very much.
After all, the colorful blood tiger is a fifth-level monster, and its fur, flesh and blood are perfect materials for refining weapons, and can be exchanged for a lot of spiritual stones in the sect.
Moreover, the core of Warcraft is also an excellent material for warriors to practice.
If its core is diluted and refined into a martial arts elixir, the effect of improving one's cultivation level after swallowing it can be several times stronger than that of a spiritual stone.
"I came quite early, and it looks like I can't wait."
Qingyang yawned sleepily. Looking at his energetic look, he seemed to have forgotten all about Sun Yi making things difficult for him.
Qingyang's teasing made the disciple surnamed Yi scratch his head in embarrassment, but now he officially let Qingyang know him: "Junior brother Zhao, my name is Yi Feng. From now on, you and I will be brothers, and there is no need to be older than senior brother."
Short."
Qingyang looked at this guy and suddenly smiled, then turned around and walked towards the gate of Cang Yue Sect: "You want to be my brother-in-law so quickly, you are so cute."
When Yifeng saw Qingyang throwing away his hands and leaving, he didn't stop at that moment, as if he didn't care at all about what Qingyang just said.
Fengling Village is a very ordinary village in the far north.
Because the Far North is extremely cold, ordinary wheat and rice cannot be grown at all.
Therefore, people here basically rely on raising livestock to provide a stable source of meat.
After all, tough grass will grow even in extremely cold places.
These green grasses provide nutrition for livestock.
But just eating meat is definitely not enough, but vegetables cannot be grown in this far north.
Therefore, in order to balance nutrition, people here will stew the undigested food in the intestines of livestock into the pot together.
The locals said it was very delicious, but when Qingyang heard about it, his first reaction was that there is such a mutton soup in another world! It simply refreshed his three views.
This Fengling Village originally lived a stable and peaceful life.
But just a week ago, the colorful blood tiger broke into their lives and disturbed their original peace.
The only son of the village chief is the only warrior in the village, but his strength is weak, with only a mere second-level Yuan Power.
The first one was swallowed by the colorful blood tiger.
As a result, the village chief couldn't bear the pain of losing his son. He cried loudly for two days in a row, and finally the sound was too loud.
He was eaten by the colorful blood tiger who came back to look for food.
As a result, the village is leaderless, and every villager is in panic.
In the end, the elders' council organized by the elders in the village unanimously decided to pay some spirit stones to ask the Cang Yue Sect for help.
At this time, Qingyang and Yifeng were both sitting in a yellow mud brick house warming themselves by the fire.
There are many people gathered in this house.
However, the person talking to Qingyang was a vicissitudes of life old man wearing ragged cotton clothes.
This old man is the elected representative of the village. He is here to tell Qingyang and others about the recent situation in the village. He is also the guide for this search for the colorful blood tiger.
Because in the whole village, only the old man was an experienced hunter when he was young.
Now if you want to find the colorful blood tiger, you must ask the old man for help.
"So it turns out that the village chief of your village and his only son were both killed by a tiger. Don't worry, everyone, this tiger will definitely not be able to defeat Yi Feng and I. Without further ado, father-in-law, how about we take a short rest and set off immediately?"