Three Hundred and Thirteen Sect Tasks
Because the Wuming Hall was far away from the Yunxiao Hall, when Zhou Xing and his two arrived, most of the people had already arrived.
Fa Cheng saw that everyone had arrived, so he said solemnly to everyone: "Lu Tai, a disciple of the foreign affairs hall, was plotted against during the execution of the mission, and was besieged by a group of black-clothed masked men. When I arrived at Tianyuan, I am still in a coma... Life and death are unpredictable. Judging from the heaviest wound he suffered, he should have been hit by a ghost, this is the unique skill of the Red Hand Valley."
Liu Bingkun on the side added with a livid face: "Red Hand Valley was originally a vassal sect of my Tianyuan. It only paid a symbolic amount of training resources every year, and it was protected by my Tianyuan for hundreds of years. However, in the past hundred years, my Tianyuan has come out In many situations, small sects such as the Red Hand Valley are ungrateful, act according to the wind, and even plot behind the scenes, using my Tianyuan disciple's life as a pledge for them to cling to the new sect, which is tolerable, what can't be tolerated?!"
Facheng nodded and said: "Not only the Red Hand Valley, but also the vassal sects in the past are ready to move. My Tianyuan is in the light, and they are in the dark. This is very unfavorable. Now I don't have many Tianyuan disciples, and each has a task. , I have to let you take risks to find out the truth. You six people form a team of two, form three teams, and go to Hongshou Valley, Yuanshizong and Lianhuamen respectively. Remember, I am not asking you to work hard, because your strength is far away. Not enough! Desperation is death! Your task is to collect information, the more the better, the more detailed the better. But don't forget that life preservation is the most important thing, don't lose your life for information, I ask you one Many come back!"
The six respectfully said in unison, "Obey!"
Afterwards, Ji Qingsong formed a team of six people according to each person's cultivation and skill characteristics. In the end, Zhou Xing was surprised to hear that he was assigned to Die Wu's group.
Ji Qingsong gave Zhou Xing a meaningful look, and nodded slightly.
After grouping, Liu Bingkun took out a large wooden box from the spirit ring. After opening, there were six almost transparent sheets. Liu Bingkun introduced: "This is a fake mask made by a secret method. In order to prevent you from being recognized by others and causing the mission to fail, everyone must wear this mask before leaving my Tianyuan, and you can take it off after returning to the mountain gate. .”
With a wave of Elder Liu's hand, the six faces flew directly to everyone's hands. Zhou Xing looked at it over and over again, and finally imitated others and stuck the fake mask on his face.
As soon as the fake mask was attached to his face, it immediately changed, and quickly made fine adjustments according to his facial contours. After only a few breaths, he had completely changed his face.
Zhou Xing looked at the others and found that they had also changed faces. If he didn't observe the familiar details, he wouldn't be able to tell who was who.
These masks were really miraculous. Zhou Xing observed carefully for a long time, but he couldn't tell what characteristics these people's appearance had.
Zhou Xing couldn't help looking at Die Wu, only looking at her face, he really couldn't tell who was who.
"You look so ugly!" the girl laughed softly.
"You are not as good as me." Zhou Xing rolled his eyes.
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Honglian Town is only more than three hundred miles away from Qingyun Mountain. It is a town with a large population. There are all kinds of things here, and there is a constant flow of people. It can barely be called a prosperous word.
The task assigned by Zhou Xing and the others is to grasp the latest trends of Hongshou Valley. Honglian Town is the focus of investigation. To select new disciples, this place is undoubtedly the confidant of Red Hand Valley.
On the way to here, the two have been discussing what to do, because they are really rookies among rookies when it comes to spying on intelligence. Although before departure, an experienced student from the foreign affairs hall specially explained to them many matters that should be paid attention to in performing such tasks, but when it was their turn to go into battle and do it by themselves, their minds became confused again and they were at a loss.
Along the way, Zhou Xing frowned. He discussed the countermeasures with Die Wu very carefully, but found that she was not good at this than himself, and the suggestions she gave were either ridiculous or completely impossible to implement.
Zhou Xing thought hard about a good strategy, and the real dragon energy in his body was still running according to a certain rhythm, fast and slow, because the old man who swept the floor told him that even if he walked, talked, and cleaned his ears every day, he should keep his mind on two things.
At this time, the two of them were no longer wearing the white robes made of exquisite materials by Tian Yuanzong, but ordinary coarse cloth clothes. Because of the effect of fake masks, they both looked about thirty years old. In order to pretend to be ordinary people, they also hid the spiritual rings and other objects that could easily reveal their identities, and checked each other for a long time before they were relieved.
At their speed, they arrived at Honglian Town in a few days. There was a lot of traffic here, and it was very lively. It was the first time for Zhou Xing to come to such a place, and he was both nervous and excited.
For cultivators, money in the world is very easy to earn. A low-grade spiritual energy pill can be exchanged for one thousand taels of silver, and ten taels of silver can buy a cow. Zhou Xing sold a medium-grade spiritual energy pill at a fairy product store on the road, and the few people had a total of nearly ten thousand taels of silver notes and some scattered silver in their waists. This task must be low-key, the less presence the better, so I wronged myself, found the worst inn in the area, and asked for two adjacent rooms. In fact, they don't have to stay at all. They do this just to deceive others.
"Brother Xing, what should we do next?" Die Wu glanced at the closed door and said in a low voice.
Zhou Xing smacked his lips and said helplessly: "We have discussed for several days, but we haven't come up with any good ideas. Let me see, take your time. Haste makes waste. However, in order to improve efficiency, we can split up. Specially go to those lively places where people talk a lot, but don’t let people think that we are talking, this is the territory of Red Hand Valley, they must have a lot of eyeliners here, if you feel something is wrong, hurry back to the inn. It's getting dark, no matter what the progress is, go back to the inn, don't worry."
Die Wu nodded and walked out of the room.
"More impatient than me." Zhou Xing sat down on the stool, frowning.
He thought a lot, both related to the task and unrelated, and it gave him a headache. He simply stopped thinking about it, and sat cross-legged on the bed, then took out the Iron Heart Cauldron, and patiently refined the low-level medicinal materials picked from the back yam forest into pills.
Since Tiexin Ding has been upgraded from a spiritual weapon to a spiritual treasure, and Zhou Xing has achieved a small amount of success in absorbing fire-attribute aura, now he can refine the first-order elixir with great success rate. With the help of four fire dragons, the success rate can be close to 40%.