My Immortal Cultivation Game Life Chapter 67

Lu Yi smiled and said, "Then it's troublesome brother, we're going to look at the tasks around the tenth level of Qi training."

Although Lu Yi thinks that his strength is not bad, he doesn't plan to take up the task of foundation building. Anyway, he can cultivate safely, and he has no shortage of resources. Why fight for this?

Bai Yulong and Jiang Fan are both practicing the tenth level of Qi training. Based on Lu Yi's perception, Jiang Fan estimates that it will take a long time to break through. Bai Yulong is slightly worse, but it is fast.

They were all young, not yet twenty.

At such an age, breaking through to the realm of foundation building, the talent is considered to be the upper level in the White Cloud Sect.

The three Baiyun Sect disciples who practiced the tenth level of Qi practice would have no problem taking the task of practicing the tenth level of Qi.

"Are there any specific requirements for the task?" The middle-aged monk rummaged through the task booklet.

The three Lu Yi looked at each other, and they had already discussed this issue on the way here.

Lu Yi smiled and said, "Don't be too far from the White Cloud Sect, don't collect the task of collecting genius treasures."

After all, they are cultivators in the realm of qi training. They don't have a sword to fly, and they are not fast. If they are too far, they will waste too much time going back and forth.

As for the collection task, this kind of task is not very dangerous, but it is too troublesome. For some things, you have to go to various places to find it.

For the three people on the tenth floor of Qi practice, time is money.

The middle-aged cultivator nodded slightly, looked around, and quickly smiled: "There is a task that is suitable for you. Mohe country sent a request for help, and their country has recently appeared in the tenth level of Qi training, and needs a sect monk. Go handle it, Junior Brother Lu Yi, what do you think of this task?"

"Evil cultivator of the tenth level of Qi practice?"

Lu Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Fan and Bai Yulong next to him.

Jiang Fan asked, "Brother, what is the origin of this evil cultivator?"

This is also the question Lu Yi wanted to ask. He didn't want to see other strong people behind.

The middle-aged cultivator flipped through the task booklet and said, "There is no origin, the national master of Mohe is also a cultivator of the tenth level of Qi practice. Before asking for help, he had a battle with the evil cultivator. It was only recently that the evil cultivator started committing crimes again, and the state teacher of Mohe Kingdom was still injured, and there was no monk who could check and balance the evil cultivator, so the monarch of Mohe Kingdom asked our Baiyun Sect for help. That evil cultivator should have obtained the evil power occasionally. The monk, nothing special."

Hearing this, Lu Yi and the others were relieved. They were lucky enough to obtain evil powers, and there were indeed many monks who entered the evil way.

Some people who were originally ordinary people suddenly gained power, and their mentality became unbalanced. In addition, they were practicing evil arts, which had a great impact on themselves, and could easily become a disaster.

Every year, the Baiyun Sect has many similar tasks, and Lu Yi encountered it when he was in the outer door.

"In that case, let's do this task." Lu Yi smiled.

"That's fine, I'll leave this task to you." The middle-aged cultivator said with a smile, "Take out the token and I'll register it for you."

The three of Lu Yi took out the token and registered it for the middle-aged monk.

Soon after the registration was completed, the three of Lu Yi accepted the task and left the office.

After leaving the affairs hall, the three came to the spirit beast hall in the inner door, and each borrowed a one-horned spirit horse in the realm of qi training.

As a Qi training cultivator, you cannot fly in the sky, and your means of transportation can only be a beast in the Qi training realm.

After the preparations were done, the three of them rode the spirit horse and went out of the inner gate along the mountain road to the mountain peak area of ​​the outer gate.

Lu Yi originally planned to go back to see Lao Lu and his mother.

But he thought about it, he might as well wait for the mission to come back, and then go to see them again. It was almost the New Year at that time, and it was time to spend the New Year at home.

The three of them left Baiyunzong directly, riding a one-horned spirit horse, galloping towards Mohe Kingdom.

As a fierce beast in the realm of qi training, the one-horned spirit horse is naturally not comparable to ordinary horses, and it is enough to travel thousands of miles a day.

Qingzhou is extremely huge. There are dozens of large and small kingdoms in the area under the jurisdiction of Baiyunzong. Mohe Kingdom is not too far away, but it is also tens of thousands of kilometers away.

The three of Lu Yi rode a one-horned spirit horse, stopped and walked, and it took a week to arrive at Mohe Country.

The Mohe Kingdom is surrounded by tall city walls, the city gates are heavily guarded, and the people entering and leaving have to be checked by soldiers.

The commander of the national capital defending the city was named Qi Ming, a big man with a full face and a beard.

He stood on the city wall at the moment, looked at the people lining up below, pouted, and said, "There's not much oil and water recently."

The adjutant on the side glanced at the many people in ragged clothes below, and shook his head: "Master Qi, you also know that this year's drought, the harvest is not good, and disaster victims are constantly in various places. Otherwise, it will be too difficult to want oil and water.”

Qi Ming snorted coldly, very dissatisfied: "What do these cheap bones do when they come to the country without money?"

At this moment, he looked up and saw billowing loess rising in the wilderness in the distance. As a martial arts master, his eyesight was naturally not weak.

In front of the loess, I saw three young men in white robes, riding a strange beast with a unicorn and approaching quickly.

That strange beast made Qi Ming, a martial arts master, tremble with fear, but what frightened Qi Ming most was the white robes that the three young men wore.

That is the inner disciple's clothes of Xianzong Baiyunzong!

Qi Ming's face changed, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he said quickly, "Quick! Quick! Get ready to meet the Immortal Master of the White Cloud Sect! If something goes wrong, I will peel your skins alive. !"

Many of the defending troops heard it, and their expressions suddenly changed, and they stood up nervously.

When the people who entered the city heard the immortal master coming, they all had their faces in awe, and they all moved out of the way, daring not to block the city gate.

Qi Ming stood at the door with his adjutant and several officials of the defending army, with a solemn expression on his face.

The three of Lu Yi rode a one-horned spirit horse and came outside the city wall of Mohe Kingdom, and naturally they also saw the defending army.

Lu Yi was not surprised by this.

In the kingdom under the jurisdiction of the White Cloud Sect, the status of the disciples from the White Cloud Sect has always been very high, even when he was an outer disciple, he was deeply respected.

Now, as an inner disciple, he must be even more revered.

Lu Yi also felt the eyes of the people on the roadside, there were curiosity, awe, worship, and fear, all kinds.

For mortals, cultivators are out of reach.

Mysterious, majestic, powerful and intimidating.

Lu Yi glanced at the ragged people and raised his eyebrows, it seems that this year has been bad outside.

After all, they are not immortals. The environment of these countries is similar to ancient times. A little natural disaster is enough to kill many mortals.

Life has always been fragile.

When Lu Yi sighed, Qi Ming and the others had already bent over and saluted, Qi Ming said loudly, "Welcome the arrival of the Immortal Master of the White Cloud Sect!"

Lu Yi returned to his senses, glanced at him, and said with a smile, "Let's go in."

"Yes!" Qi Ming didn't dare to say more, and quickly gave way, and the others naturally followed.

The three of Lu Yi rode a one-horned spirit horse and entered the city gate.

Chapter end