I just want to be a quiet man

"It seems that there is no danger of life." He secretly said, "I have to go to Senior Brother Zheng quickly."

Taking Jin Sumian's nameplate, Pei Ling left the cave and immediately rented a cloud of corpses to the inner door.

However, after arriving at the Kulan Courtyard, he was told by the gatekeeper: "The Pulse Master has left the sect and will not be back in a short time."

Pei Ling: "..."

He asked reluctantly, "I'm in a hurry, can I ask Senior Brother Zheng to come back first? He probably hasn't gone far."

The puppet said: "The Pulse Master has left the sect and will not be back in a short time."

Pei Ling secretly vomited blood and asked, "Then where is Senior Sister Ouyang Xianxing? I want to visit Senior Sister Ouyang."

The puppet still said: "The pulse master has left the sect and will not be back in a short time."

"System, come out to see your mentally retarded brother." Pei Ling said angrily in his heart.

System: "Ding Dong! The intelligent cultivation system will serve you wholeheartedly, one-click hosting, intelligent upgrade, fully automatic cultivation, avoid accidents, worry-free demons, and fulfill your dream of ascension!"

Pei Ling: "Fuck."

He had to go back to Jin Sumian's cave again.

The quality of the medicinal pills this senior sister stayed in the cave mansion were all of good quality. After such a period of time, her condition has stabilized a lot, and her face even turned a little bloody.

"What should I do?" Pei Ling looked at her and thought to herself, he robbed the senior sister's seed jade pill, occupied her Jiu Ming cold spring water, and almost took a bath with her, and finally hurt her The body quenching failure was close to death... I also know that once Jin Sumian wakes up, he will definitely not give up.

Without a backer of the level of Zheng Jingshan to come forward to make peace, this matter would not be good at all.

After all, think in a different position, if someone robs him of the jade seed that he has worked so hard to refine, and then... if there is no more, this person must die!

After thinking about it again and again, Pei Ling opened a jade bottle and carefully poured out a black pill the size of a thumb.

This medicinal pill exudes a bitter fragrance, but after smelling it, I feel that my mind is clear.

"An Hun Pill..." Pei Ling looked at it a few times and said in his heart, "According to Baibaolou, this pill is good at soothing the mind and nourishing the soul. The user who takes it will fall asleep continuously for a full month. Raising the spirit...is one of the essential medicinal pills for alchemists, and it is also one of the most precious medicinal pills during the Qi training period."

"Even if Senior Sister Jin is here, there are only four."

"I'll let her take one first, and I'll replace her with the task of Han's Villa tomorrow."

"When the mission is completed, if Senior Brother Zheng has returned, then of course it would be best."

"If Senior Brother Zheng is still outside, then I will feed Senior Sister Jin another one."

"I believe that the time for two requiem pills is enough for Senior Brother Zheng to come back and preside over the overall situation for me."

Thinking of this, Pei Ling secretly rejoiced that he had found such a thigh as Zheng Jingshan.

Otherwise he would be dead this time.

Chapter 96: Is it too late for me to quit now?

After confirming that Jin Sumian was safe, and agreeing to perform the task on her behalf the next day, Pei Ling took the time to return to the pill room to retrieve his belongings such as the Ansheng Knife.

Early the next morning, he had just finished a custody practice when Lu Luqiang's voice came from outside the cave: "It's time to go."

He quickly took Jin Sumian's nameplate and walked out, and saw Lu Luqiang standing on the lantern with a cold face, "Come up."

"I told Senior Brother Zhang Shuo about your participation in this mission on behalf of Junior Sister Jin." After Pei Ling set foot on the lantern, Lu Luqiang first took out the nameplate and asked him to also take over the mission, and then played a trick to make the lantern face southwest. Flying over, looking straight ahead, without looking directly at Pei Ling, he said, "Senior Brother Zhang Shuo and a few of his classmates are not very happy. In the end, it is because of Junior Sister Jin's face that he agrees to your joining."

"So some people may want to see your strength later, so don't let it go."

"My holy sect has always respected the strong."

"The stronger you are, the more benefits you will receive."

"Don't lose Junior Sister Jin's face."

Pei Ling nodded: "Thank you, Senior Sister, for your suggestion."

Lu Luqiang maintained her coldness for a while. Seeing that Pei Ling had been silent, she couldn't hold back: "When did you and Junior Sister Jin meet?"

Over a month ago...

You were there at the time.

"It's been a while." Pei Ling said calmly, "Su Mian is a very good girl."

Lu Luqiang sneered: "Of course."

Now she looks at Pei Ling very displeased, and she is speechless, her heart is stuffy, and it is not until the lantern falls on a spacious cliff that she says coldly: "Here it is."

The mountain where this cliff is located, Pei Ling, has never been there before, and the whole mountain is lush with vegetation, and rare and exotic beasts are seen from time to time.

In the forest, there is a red-tailed and blue-eyed tit, with gorgeous and lovely feathers, flying in the forest, chirping birdsong against the gurgling spring, making it more serene.

It's just that the cliff they are on at the moment is barren, and there are countless knife marks on the ground.

Pei Ling walked down the lantern with Lu Luqian, and there were several more openings on the robe, and the skin inside the openings also felt a slight tingling.

He couldn't help but startled, and quickly looked around, but saw no enemy.

"This is the Ming Blade Cliff." Lu Luqiang sneered when he saw his movement, and said, "There are seniors in my holy sect who used to practice the Han Ming sword technique here. As time goes by, the sword's meaning is scattered into the cliff, not only the grass and trees are difficult to survive. , the remaining sword energy will also be attracted by monks who also practice sword techniques."

"In the early years, even the inner door swordsman would come here to learn."

"This place is very famous in the outer sect, especially the monks who practice swords, almost no one doesn't know it."

She said lightly, "But you don't seem to know?"

Pei Ling frowned slightly, and was about to speak when someone suddenly said, "Junior Sister Lu, this is a long time ago, and now there is no sword intent left in this place, even if it is a sword cultivator in the Qi training period, Very few people will come specifically."

The two looked at the sound, and saw a burly man in red robes striding up to meet him, and said as they walked, "This is the junior brother who came here on behalf of Junior Sister Jin? It seems that he has a bit of ability to be able to fall to the ground without blood on the seventh level of Qi training. "

"This is Senior Brother Zhang Shuo." Lu Luqiang introduced, "Senior Brother Zhang Shuo has practiced Qi to the ninth level, and he is only one step away from establishing the foundation."

He introduced Zhang Shuo again, "This is... By the way, what's your name?"

Pei Ling's heart moved, practicing Qi to the ninth level?

Isn't this task only required to practice Qi above the sixth floor?

Why are there disciples from the ninth level of Qi training?

He suppressed the doubts in his heart and respectfully said, "Hello, Senior Brother Zhang, my name is Pei Ling."

"It turned out to be Junior Brother Pei." Zhang Shuo looked at him carefully, and secretly quickly recalled whether he had heard of such a number one person in the outer door?

... not at all impressed.

It seems that most of them are a little white face who eats soft rice.

Thinking of this, his expression faded, and he said to Lu Luqiang, "Junior Brother Zhao, Junior Brother Zhou, and Junior Sister Wang are all here, and now Junior Brother Xu and Junior Sister Li are left. We are waiting at the gazebo over there, and you will be together. Go over there."

Going down the Ming Blade Cliff, it is a gravel-paved path.

On both sides of the path are large bamboo forests, thousands of green poles, and dense sword leaves.

There is also a clear stream on the left that flows quietly along the path, and after walking a dozen feet forward, there is a small bridge over the stream. On the opposite side of the bridge, stands an octagonal pavilion.

A skull wind chime hung from the eight corners of the pavilion, swaying gently with the soft wind, making a pleasant crisp sound.

The base of the pavilion is engraved with countless ghostly patterns, which are ferocious and terrifying.

At this moment, three monks are sitting in the pavilion.

Seeing Zhang Shuo come in with Lu Luqiang and Pei Ling, he hurriedly got up to greet him.

"Junior Brother Xu lives far away from Junior Sister Li. We haven't arrived yet. We will wait." Zhang Shuo said to them, "The one next to Junior Sister Lu is Junior Brother Pei Lingpei, who went to Han's Villa with us on behalf of Junior Sister Jin."

The three monks glanced at Pei Ling and frowned when they realized that he was only practicing Qi at the seventh level.

But Pei Ling was secretly shocked: The three people practiced the eighth level of Qi!

In addition to Zhang Shuo and Lu Luqiang, there is a ninth-level Qi practice, a half-step foundation building, and four Qi-level eight... and this team, there are two cultivators who were not present, from everyone's attitude towards him Looking at it, the two who didn't come, it is estimated that they are at least the eighth level of Qi practice.

Why do so many experts go to Han's Villa for this mission?

"Junior Sister Lu, you're here." After the meaningful greeting, everyone ignored Pei Ling and only spoke to Lu Luqiang, "I heard that your golden-winged red centipede has shed its shell recently?"

Seeing Lu Luqiang nodding, the female cultivator surnamed Wang had a clear expression, and said, "That's good, the golden-winged red centipede is good at devouring ghosts, and coupled with the strength of Senior Brother Zhang, among the five teams currently , we still have an advantage.”

Pei Ling: "!?"

what?

Five teams?

Isn't their lineup already crushing the task of Han's Villa?

fuck.

Could it be another hell mission? ? ?

He was thinking so, but the two men in gray robes in the eighth-layer Qi practice sighed and said, "Junior Sister Wang, you are thinking too optimistically. I just received news that this past night. , the other four teams are not idle."

"For example, Senior Brother Bai Kuang's team borrowed a Poisonous Fire and Blood Flood Dragon Staff from Senior Brother Inner Sect, and except for Senior Brother Bai Kuang, everyone else is practicing Qi at the eighth level or above!"

"Senior Sister Guan Xuerui's team has a monster pet who is at the ninth level of wisdom, and the others are also practicing Qi at the eighth level or above!"

"Senior Brother Jiao Pu and the others have neither borrowed any magic weapon nor a demon pet, but two hours ago, Senior Brother Jiao persuaded Senior Brother Lu Fujiang, who is also on the ninth level of Qi practice, to act together. That is to say, their team is sufficient There are two people who practice Qi at the ninth level."

"Not to mention Senior Brother Tang Nanzhai's team, Senior Brother Tang himself has entered Gu Yuan to fight demons from the sixth level of Qi training. All his techniques are practiced on the front line of life and death, and he is almost invincible! Brother's teammates, who have cooperated with him for many years on the battlefield of Gu Yuan, and the tacit understanding that has been honed in the blood sea corpse mountain, is simply not comparable to our temporary team."

The gray-robed male cultivator sighed again, "So we still can't take it lightly!"

Pei Ling: "..."

Is it too late for Lao Tzu to quit now?

Chapter 97: Blood puppet sedan chair.

Before Pei Ling could figure out the reason for giving up the mission, the pavilion's jacket started to sound, and two cultivators, a man and a woman, who had practiced the eighth level of Qi, landed on their front and back feet.

The male cultivator has a simple face and carries a huge bronze shield; the female cultivator has an embroidered skirt dragging the ground and a veil on her face, so she cannot see the age of her face.

Zhang Shuo and others got up one after another and went out: "Junior Brother Xu, Junior Sister Li, you can count."

"Senior Brother Zhang." The two cultivators nodded to Zhang Shuo first, and then said apologetically, "I'm really sorry for making you wait for a long time."

"Since everyone is ready, let's go now." Zhang Shuo looked around, took out a palm-sized sedan chair from the storage bag, and said, "Junior brothers and sisters, Han's Villa is a long way from Shengzong, everyone. The speed of the mounts varies, if you don't dislike it, how about taking my blood puppet sedan chair?"

Naturally, everyone had no opinion, so Zhang Shuo threw the sedan chair into the air and instantly turned it into a sedan chair.

This sedan chair is exquisite in workmanship. The guard board is carved with ghosts walking at night. Skulls hang from the four corners. In front of the sedan is a curtain woven with human skin. Behind the sedan, there are several black iron nails. , struggling endlessly.

At first glance, the most eye-catching is the pillar on the top of the sedan chair, which is divided into eight sides, and each side has a face, which is very different from men, women and children.

Zhang Shuo took the lead in raising the human skin curtain to enter, and the rest followed.

"Senior Sister Lu." Pei Ling fell to the back, and he bit the bullet and asked Lu Luqian in a low voice, "I am lowly cultivated, I am afraid it will drag you down, otherwise I will not go, you can find another Qi Qiba How about the senior brother or sister from the first floor?"

Lu Luqiang was about to walk in, when she heard this, she frowned, "What are you kidding? You said you wouldn't go at this time. Where are we going to find someone."

"And if you don't go, who do we ask for the Foundation Establishment Dan that Junior Sister Jin promised?"

She said in a low voice, "You flinched at this time and angered Senior Brother Zhang. I can't keep you."

"Follow up!"

Pei Ling: "This... I know."

The blood puppet sedan looked about the same size as the sedan chair that the secular bride took out of the pavilion, but after entering, she found that it was different.

It turned out to be a rather spacious room, with red Luoyin mattresses, soft screen curtains, and gorgeous and elegant furnishings.

The group sat down without feeling crowded at all.

Zhang Shuo hit a magic trick, and the blood puppet car flew up and hurried towards the north.

Looking at its speed, although it is far worse than the Xuanguling Yinzhou, it is also several times faster than the Yin Corpse Cloud that Pei Ling has ridden.

"Brothers and sisters." Seeing that Zhang Shuo took out teapots, cups and other items from the storage bag and began to entertain the crowd, Pei Ling's thoughts turned and suddenly said, "My cultivation base is low, I am afraid that this trip will depend on your care, be careful, No respect."

While speaking, he took out a top-quality bone-hardening pill with his backhand, wrapped it with spiritual power, and gave each person two pills in turn.

"Huh?" Zhang Shuo and the others were dismissive at first. After all, it's just a bone-hardening pill. They can cultivate to the late stage of Qi training. How could they lack this basic pill?

It was just the next moment that they suddenly discovered that the elixir in front of them was lustrous and translucent, and even if it was close at hand, there was no trace of elixir fragrance. A group of people suddenly reacted and blurted out in unison, "The best bone-hardening elixir?!"

Looking at Pei Ling again, his eyes suddenly changed.

Seeing this, Pei Ling was about to pull out the banner of Zheng Jingshan as usual, implying that he also had backers and feet, not cannon fodder that can be sent to die at will.