Chapter 648: Task Two

The few people were not in a hurry, and waited quietly.

Time passed day by day, and the wind and snow accumulated more and more, but every few days, it would be automatically swept away by an invisible force.

Finally, fifteen days later. A blue light flew from a distance in the wind and snow.

The blue light twisted and drew an arc, lightly falling on the open space behind them. One of them appeared.

"Brothers, I am here to accept the task from the lower realm."

The man cupped his hands and said in a low voice.

Several people looked up at this person.

The complexion is dull, the figure is strong, and the appearance is ordinary. There is a red scar on the right side of his face, lying on his face like a centipede. A head of long black hair draped over his shoulders, giving off a wild and unruly aura.

The age of this man is around thirty years old, so he should be a late bloomer.

"Then let's start the lower realm ceremony."

One of the pointed hats whispered.

"good."

The man nodded.

"Please stand on the altar." The pointed hat man said in a deep voice.

The man walked up to the altar and stood still.

Swish!

Several men with pointed hats shook their hands at the same time.

In an instant, more than a dozen hand moves were printed at the same time, and they were floated in mid-air by Zhenli, condensing into silver light clusters of different shapes.

When there were about a hundred handprints, all of them flew towards the altar man.

boom! ! !

He only felt a burst of white light blindingly explode in front of him. There was a ringing in the ears.

The whole person seemed to be thrown into a drum and turned vigorously.

After an unknown amount of time, the white light in front of the man's eyes gradually dimmed.

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Pingshanjie Center.

"Disciple Qingqiu is in full swing, leading the whole sect to implore the upper realm to manifest spirits!!!"

In a huge and magnificent Taoist temple, dozens of people knelt on the ground and bowed respectfully towards an altar led by a white-haired old man covered in silver runes.

The morning sun shone down and divided the Taoist compound into two, one side was dark and the other side was golden.

The cultivation of dozens of people turned into thin cyan lines, which continuously flowed into the white jade altar and spread to unknown unknown places.

"The birth of the patriarch of the Flower Shadow Sect suppressed my Qingyuan Sect. The devil was born and the people suffered. As a last resort, I connected to the upper realm and used the power of the entire sect to invite the immortal sect of the upper realm to appear and suppress the evil sect. Help the righteous way."

The old man said respectfully and bowed down.

The Qingyuan Gate in the Pingshan Realm was originally the number one Taoist sect in the world. Having ruled the Taoist sect for thousands of years, his position as the overlord of the world is unshakable.

But just a few years ago, in an independent kingdom, the third prince unintentionally found a relic and unsealed a troll who suppressed the seal of Qingyuanmen thousands of years ago.

The Qingyuan Sect ordered to arrest them, but they didn't expect that many strong men and masters would be beaten to pieces instead. The third prince also gradually grew up rapidly under the guidance of the troll, and has become a climate by now.

The orthodox position of the entire Qingyuanmen sect was shaken faintly. The emperors of various countries also had faint ambitions not to be ruled, and began to make small moves.

"The sect is majestic and cannot be provoked. The glory of the green lake is the cornerstone of the world."

"All demons heretics, kill without mercy!"

A low, ethereal voice came from the sky.

The old man Qingqiu was getting up slowly, with a serious expression on his face, and took the dark gold knife from a person next to him. Swipe lightly on his wrist.

A trace of blood quickly flew out and poured into the altar.

boom! ! !

In an instant, there was thunder and electricity, and thunder and drought on sunny days.

A beam of pure white light descended from the sky, just landing in the middle of the altar which was more than ten meters wide.

In the beam of light, a man in green robe slowly emerged, his body was surrounded by waves of space distortion vibration.

That is a sign that the space cannot bear its presence.

"Welcome to the immortal general!!"

The old man Qingqiu Zhengran once again brought all the people from the sect to kowtow down.

The granddaughter Qingqiuyuan next to him kowtowed at the same time, tilting her head cautiously, taking a peek at what the fairy general who descended from the upper world would look like.

Through the space distortion, the huge power and majesty. She could barely see what it looked like.

Long black hair shawls, once scarred on his face, his face is indifferent, and there is an invisible force that makes people unable to look directly at him.

Just looking at it a few more times in a row, Qing Qiuyuan felt a tingling pain in his eyes, as if he was hurt by the strong light released by the altar.

"Welcome to the immortal general!"

The old man Qingqiu hurriedly pressed down on his granddaughter's head.

"I also ask the immortal general to rest first. The disciple will report the specific situation later."

Lin Xin looked around, he could clearly feel that the space here is much more unstable than the human world.

It's not even as good as the underworld. The space is like a series of shackles, which are still not very strong, and it seems to be able to break free with a slight movement.

I feel a little uncomfortable.

The vitality of heaven and earth in the breath is also pitifully small.

"It's so barren...."

He frowned slightly. After staying in this environment for a long time, he was afraid that his cultivation would gradually decline.

"Okay, let me arrange a place to rest first."

He glanced at a large group of kneeling monks around him, let's call them monks.

Because he felt the aura of the alchemy cultivator on the old man in front of him. The rest of the people were either building foundations or practicing Qi, but there was only one alchemy master in the entire mountain gate.

And he sensed it carefully, the aura of this alchemy real person was still very mixed, it seemed to be mixed with a lot of medicine, obviously he was going to rush up after taking the medicine.

As for the little girl next to him, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, she was the only super rookie present who had just started practicing Qi.

When the space is distorted and vibrating, he still dares to look directly at the light of the formation, and is not afraid of being blinded.

In an instant, Lin Xin roughly understood what kind of world he came from.

A low-level small world with barren and weak vitality.

After getting off the altar, he tried his best to restrain the aura of body protection around him, and transformed it into the wave radiation that suppressed his body inwardly.

In this way, the aura of body protection was just able to restrain the space shocks and fluctuations caused by his overbearing physical body.

"Immortal general please!"

The old man Qingqiu said respectfully.

Lin Xin's whole body gradually distorted and disappeared, no longer exuding terrifying space distortion.

He nodded, followed Qingqiu Zhengran, and under the guard of a large group of monks, left the middle courtyard of the Taoist temple and walked into the gorgeous attic behind.

After entering the attic, there were beautiful maids who had been arranged for a long time standing in two rows, kneeling down and saluting.

"Welcome to the immortal general."

The clear and neat voice echoed.

"This way, please." The old man led Lin Xin to an independent spacious courtyard behind the Taoist temple.

There is a five-story white minaret in the courtyard, surrounded by guards in rune armor.

There are small bridges and flowing water beside the tower, a rocky garden, and the girls with the best looks and figures are all dressed in tulle, picking flower petals in the garden with their mouths.

"This is where the immortal general lives temporarily. The lower realm is filthy and filthy. We can only make up for it in other ways, and temporarily condescend to the immortal general to live here for a while." The old man said respectfully.

"Not bad." Lin Xin nodded with satisfaction.

Walking in, I immediately felt a lot of vitality, obviously a formation of spirit stones was buried nearby. Although it is still not as good as the human world, it is still equivalent to one-half of the underworld.

The old man temporarily resigned, leaving a young and beautiful female cultivator waiting for orders to serve Lin Xin at any time.

Lin Xin entered the tower, and under the guidance of the female cultivator, he familiarized himself with the environment and went directly to the room to rest.

not for a while.

Boom boom boom.

There was a knock on the door.

"who?"

Lin Xin asked casually.

"My lord, it's me, Du Ning."

Du Ning is the beautiful female nun who introduced Lin Xin into the pagoda.

"Enter."

With a thought in Lin Xin's mind, Yuan Qi automatically opened the latch of the door.

Du Ning changed into a pure white one-piece short skirt, revealing ivory-like moist slender legs, and his chest was bulging and squeezed so much that his clothes almost burst.

Her long light red hair fell down to her waist, her complexion was clearly painted with light makeup, her cheeks were delicate and charming, and her eyes were faintly moving.

"The sect master's information has been sent. Please have a look at the immortal general."

Carefully and slowly, she put the jade slip in her hand on the table in the room, slightly pouted her buttocks, and pretended to be unintentional, revealing the scenery under her short skirt towards Lin Xin.

"Okay, you can go out now."

An impatient voice interrupted her movements.

Du Ning's expression froze, but he immediately returned to normal smiling.

"yes."

She walked out slowly and closed the door gently.

"If the immortal general has any needs, he can directly send orders to Xiu. There are thin lines on the wall, which can lead directly to thirty-six different rooms in the tower. Each room has a designed passage, which directly connects to the adult's room."

When she finally left, she said something softly.

If it was in other places, maybe Lin Xin didn't care about such a pastime.

But the women here are too utilitarian, and he has absolutely no interest in having an heir here.

Simply venting, with his status, when can't he find it?

He sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, stretched out his hand, and suddenly the jade slip flew over and fell into his hand.

The only one who closed his eyes sensed, and the contents of the jade slip immediately flooded into his mind.

The task this time is to support the lower realms, which should be the biggest problem facing the Qingyuan Sect right now, to destroy the third prince and the unsealed troll boss, and at the same time suppress the patriarch of the Flower Shadow Sect.

For the first mission, Lin Xin was extraordinarily careful. This is also his first physical body transmigration.

After reading the information, he probably understood what the mission was.

The information also described the troll and the third prince, as well as the strengths and characteristics of the founder of the Flower Shadow Sect.

"According to the information, the Huaying Sect is wrong. This so-called third prince has already reached the middle and late stage of foundation establishment. The troll also has a level of alchemy. It's just that I don't know which level."

He rubbed his chin, this task looks very simple, and it is not difficult to solve it. No wonder there are so few contribution points.

"It's just... It's only been a few years, and I can grow from an ordinary mortal to the middle and late stages of Foundation Establishment... This speed is fast even in Bihu Mountain..."

He felt a little strange in his heart.

"Forget it, don't think about it too much. Even if the two ants jump again, the gap is too big, just crush them."

He didn't think about it anymore, crossed his knees and slowly fell into the hidden cultivation. Qing Yuanjue lacked vitality and couldn't practice, but he could practice the fire cloud method.

This technique is not based on the quality of vitality, but on perception, understanding, level, and realm. (to be continued ~^~)