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Chapter 207 come back

As noon approached, the sun had already risen to its highest point. Tong Yan, who had been waiting in Gulang City for a long time, couldn't help but ask He Zhan again.

"Are the people from the sect really not leaving?"

After waiting for several hours, she didn't see any other disciples except He Zhan and Xiao Lou, which seemed a little strange.

He Zhan estimated the time, thought for a moment and said, "Then I will send a message and ask the disciples I know well where they are now."

"You ask." Tong Yan frowned for a while, then suddenly stood up and said, "I'll go take a look in the master's room."

"What are you doing in the room?" He Zhan asked.

"See if he has left anything behind, and by the way, see if he is sleeping in the house. It's already noon and he still hasn't set off."

Of course, Tong Yan also knew that sleeping in was unlikely to happen to Shang Xun, so she just teased him casually when no one was around.

He ran upstairs and saw that the door was closed, so he reached out to push it open.

Suddenly a voice came from behind her, "When you enter someone else's house, don't you knock on the door first?"

Tong Yan Xun Sheng looked back and saw that the person in the corridor in the distance was not Shang Xun.

"Master, are you out? I thought you were in the room."

Shang Xun threw him over and scoffed, "You're sleeping, aren't you?"

"Haha..." She laughed dryly, thinking that she really couldn't say bad things about people behind their backs. If she mentioned Cao Cao, Cao Cao would be here.

He walked towards Shang Xun and asked, "Master, when are we leaving? It's almost noon now, and it will be dark if we don't leave."

Shang Xun: "You are in a hurry to leave, don't you like Gu Lang?"

"I want to go back to the sect." This trip to Gulang was full of disasters, and she couldn't like the city no matter how good it was.

Shang Xun raised his hand and touched her head, and said softly: "We will set off in a quarter of an hour."

Less than half an hour later, Tong Yan and the others followed Shang Xun out of Gulang. Until they got on the exquisite small flying boat, she still couldn't see anyone else. It was as if Shang Xun had come specifically to pick them up.

In fact, Tong Yan's guess was correct. Half an hour before Shang Xun arrived at Gu Lang, most of the disciples of the God-killing Hall, including Zhao Xianji, had been wiped out. Occasionally, one or two escaped, and some of the disciples of the sect spontaneously pursued them.

kill.

After basically eliminating the danger ahead, Shang Xun came back alone and picked up the three of them.

Although the Mocha Sect lost a flying boat in this battle, the God-killing Hall's flying boat was dismantled and modified to make it look like its own flying boat, so it didn't mean much loss.

Zhao Xianji's private collection was divided between Su Ci and Li Chengfeng who contributed, and the disciple's belongings belonged to the disciple.

All that was left for Shang Xun were a few flying boats.

The extra two ships plus the broken one were resold, and without even using their own money, the rewards for the disciples participating in the war were settled and there was still some leftover.

Therefore, in today's battle, Shang Xun will definitely make a profit without losing any money.

"Master, why is there a hole in your sleeve?" Tong Yan walked around behind Shang Xun and inadvertently found a thumb-sized hole in his sleeve.

Hearing this, Shang Xun adjusted his sleeves and took a look. Sure enough, there was a cut. It seemed that it was accidentally cut by Li Chengfeng's sword energy during the fight later.

He looked normal and said casually, "Xu got it scratched somewhere."

Not to mention that there was a big battle today.

Tong Yan said incredulously, but he was just confused. The monk Yuanying's robe would also be scratched?

"Where have the other disciples gone? I haven't seen them all day today."

"They have something to do, so they took the flying boat away first."



The return trip seemed to be faster. In less than half a month, they arrived at Yatai City.

Soon we entered Luohua Peak again.

Only after Tong Yan returned home did he realize how strong his sense of belonging to Mosha Sect and Luo Huafeng was at this moment.

This is the place where the world of cultivation accommodates her, and it is also called Qijia.

At this time, the sect has begun a new round of recruitment in various places to add fresh blood to itself.

This is also a rare and lively event in the sect. When Tong Yan has nothing to do, he will occasionally go to take a look and join in the fun.

The recruitment process will be busy for more than half a year, and the sect will also temporarily add some tasks to bring back seedlings.

This kind of mission is not too difficult, and the rewards are average, and once you go far away, it will take at least a month to go back and forth, so not everyone is willing to take on such a thing.

In addition to outbound tasks, there are related tasks within the sect, such as organizing and leading casual cultivators or ordinary people to participate in the entry trial.

This kind of mission does not require traveling far away, nor does it require fighting skills to consume spiritual stones and pills, so it is extremely popular in the outer sect. As soon as a relevant mission is issued in the Consul Hall, it will be snatched up immediately.

Tong Yan can't travel far for the time being, so she focuses on the task of leading newcomers.

Nowadays, the young people in the sect don't know Tong Yan's face. Even though they have never seen her in person, they have always seen her portrait.

So when the disciples of the Consulate Hall first saw her in the lobby, they thought they had seen her wrongly.

The disciple approached Tong Yan uncertainly, "May I ask if you are Luo Huafeng's Uncle Tong?"

"I am Tong Yan. I would like to ask if there are any recruitment tasks within the sect."

When the disciples heard her asking about the missions, they couldn't help but feel curious. These missions were basically prepared for the outer disciples and ordinary inner disciples. Direct disciples like them with high status didn't have to do these missions at all, and no one would condescend to take them.

So when Tong Yan suddenly asked him about this task, he couldn't help but be stunned and asked, "Who did Uncle Tong ask for? This kind of task is very popular now, and it is gone as soon as it is issued."

"Is that so?" Tong Yan paused and continued to ask, "Will such tasks be released in the future? If so, how long will it take for them to be released?"

The disciple nodded and shook his head, "Yes, yes, but we don't know when it will be released again."

Then she thought that disciples often asked him to help with intercepting tasks, so she said to her politely: "But if you need it, uncle, the disciple can help you keep an eye on it. Once there are related tasks, I will help you intercept them immediately."

Tong Yan thought for a while and said, "Just keep one for me."

"No problem!" The disciple agreed.

"Thank you very much. Let me know when the mission arrives. I will be here soon." Then he handed over one of his transmission notes.

The disciple took the transmission note excitedly and nodded repeatedly, "Absolutely, uncle, walk slowly!"

Oh my god, he actually got Master Tong’s personal transmission note!

In the entire outer sect, this is definitely his first!

Tong Yan came out of the consul hall and was about to return to Luo Huafeng. Along the way, he saw many new disciples several years old, either gathering together to talk or walking alone.

This thriving scene resembles the beginning of a new semester in a modern school.

After standing there for a long time, several young disciples had never seen such a beautiful senior sister, so they couldn't help but whisper among themselves and discuss who she was.

The childish words reached Tong Yan's ears, making her chuckle.

A familiar voice came from the distance.

"So you are here."


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