Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 35: Xian Chang

The woman has a peach-shaped round face.

The skin is extremely white, bloodshot, and the eyebrows are very delicate. She looks like a young girl who has not yet grown.

But his eyes are very mature and sophisticated.

There is a white hair tied on the head.

The headband floated in the air, and countless tiny rays of light emitted from the ends, flying a few inches before disappearing.

Her temperament is elusive and uncertain, just like those rays of light, seeming to disappear at any time.

The woman smiled and pointed to the chair opposite.

Lu Tong took a deep breath and calmed down.

He had already entered the teahouse, but Dahan didn't react at all, still staring blankly in front of him.

It seemed that no movement was heard at all, and Lu Tong was not seen.

Siting down on the chair, Lu Tong asked cautiously: "May I ask if your senior is the Immortal of Yiyi Sect?"

The female nun did not answer his question, but directly ordered: "There is something you need to do."

"Please tell me, Immortal, Lu will definitely die without mercy!"

The female cultivator's eyes did not change at all, she stretched out a white jade finger and pointed it in the air.

A ray of white smoke flew out from the fingertips, quickly sketching a portrait.

A very handsome man.

"This man's name is Song Yanbai, and he is a peripheral monk of Quee Palace."

Lu Tong had seen the Quee Palace in books.

The main hall within the Yiyi Sect is specifically responsible for killing evil cultivators and evil demons. The disciples in the hall are especially good at fighting and killing.

But the peripheral monks have never heard of it.

The female nun continued expressionlessly:

"Song Yanbai's assessment tasks this year have not been completed yet, so he will go to Baolong Street to hire helpers at noon tomorrow. You go there and wait for him."

"No matter how much money he offers, you promise him to help him complete this year's assessment."

"In addition, please do not disclose any information related to me."

Lu Tong was full of doubts.

What peripheral monks and assessment tasks?

What is her relationship with Song Yanbai?

However, Lu Tong still agreed.

This female cultivator is probably a disciple of Yiyi Sect.

Even if a Yiyi Sect disciple leaks a little something from between his fingers, it will be enough for ordinary people to benefit from for a lifetime.

"Okay."

The female cultivator nodded slightly: "If you have any questions, you can tell them."

Lu Tong immediately asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Dare I ask the immortal's name?"

"Mirror Heart."

Lu Tong was determined.

As expected, it was the alchemist whom Ku Meiqin took refuge in.

"Jing Xin is the Immortal Chief, and Song Yanbai is also the Immortal Chief of Yiyi Sect?"

Jing Xin's expressionless face finally showed signs of change, his eyes squinted slightly, and the corners of his mouth moved imperceptibly.

Looking very disdainful?

"No."

Lu Tong noticed that Jing Xin was a little unhappy, so he stopped asking about Song Yanbai's identity and nodded: "Immortal, please rest assured, Lu will definitely live up to his trust!"

"Okay."

After Jing Xin uttered the last word, large pieces of white fluorescent debris floated away.

When the debris disappeared, Lu Tong looked across again and saw that the center of the mirror had disappeared.

He looked back behind him, but the door was still closed.

There was no sound of the door being opened.

"Hey, boss, you're back."

Beside the counter, Dahan saw Lu Tong and immediately stood up to say hello.

……

Powerlong Street.

Looking around, the streets are full of taverns, medical clinics, blacksmith shops, and coffin shops.

There are many monks, monsters, and half-demon on the street. Although they look different, their temperaments are very similar.

Vicious, cunning, greedy...

This street is a place dedicated to hiring helpers.

Lu Tong was at a tavern near the entrance, waiting for Song Yanbai to come over.

Early in the morning, there were already drunkards here who started talking nonsense:

"A few days ago, I went outside to chase the fog..."

“A fog ghost as tall as the Dajin Tower!”

"Hey, there are dozens of people in total, but I am the only one who survived! Guess how much you earned, how much gold?"

"One hundred taels!"

Lu Tong shook his head.

As far as this drunkard is concerned, perhaps only the Golden Tower is real.

However, the mention of chasing fog aroused his interest.

The fog outside Yunying City receded.

But the ghost mist is eternal and ebbs and flows. If this place recedes, there must be another place where it rises.

Some people in Yunying City went out to chase the fog. It seemed that there must be something of great value in the fog.

Lu Tong waited for a long time and finally saw the waiting figure.

Wearing a moon-white embroidered robe, a sapphire belt, and holding a long sword with a black sheath in his hand.

The appearance is even more handsome than in the painting, with dark eyebrows like swords and a straight nose like a mountain.

The only flaw is that his brows are tightly knitted together and his temperament is slightly gloomy.

Lu Tong immediately paid the bill and went out to follow.

Passing many taverns along the way, Song Yanbai hesitated for a long time and finally walked into a medium-sized tavern in the second half.

The rules of Baolong Street are that if you wait for your employer in a tavern, the closer you are to the entrance, the higher the price.

It seems that Song Yanbai's net worth is not rich.

Lu Tong followed him in calmly, sat down and ordered a bowl of wine.

Song Yanbai walked to the counter and had a low-spirited exchange with the bearded shopkeeper.

"Pah, pah!"

The bearded man slapped the counter hard twice and shouted: "Everyone, please be quiet!"

The tavern, which was not noisy in the first place, immediately became quiet.

"This is Brother Daoist Song, the peripheral monk of Quee Palace! He wants to hire two helpers to complete the task."

As soon as the bearded man’s voice fell, several people stood up and shouted:

"Me! I have reached the perfect state of Qi practice and am good at five spells!"

"I have three offensive and defensive weapons!"

"..."

Lu Tong sat motionless.

Judging from the fact that Jing Xin went to find him specifically, this matter should not be that simple.

"Pah, pah!"

The bearded man knocked on the counter twice more and shouted:

"Everyone is a short-lived ghost! Listen to me!"

"This is the assessment task for Fellow Daoist Song, and it is very difficult. So if your hands are not strong enough, don't go to death, so as not to delay others."

One half-demon sat down, and a few people were left standing.

"My name, Black Panther, can be asked casually on the street without any delay."

"I, Zhao Laodao, am not without a name!"

"How much do you pay for selling your life?"

After hearing the last person's words, the bearded man smiled bitterly and looked at Song Yanbai.

He coughed again and said: "Right now, Fellow Daoist Zhao has not received the mission, but he can pay ten taels of silver first, and the rest..."

"What!"

"You still want someone to risk their lives for ten taels of silver?"

"Shopkeeper, you accept this kind of shady business. I will never come to your place to drink again!"

The bearded man patted the counter twice more.

However, this time the strength was obviously much weaker, so he smiled and said: "Some choice is better than none~IndoMTL.com~I don't have to force you to go."

"This is the assessment task of Quee Palace! Even a fool knows how to hide ten taels of silver!"

This group of people never save face for outsiders and started laughing directly.

Song Yanbai's expression didn't change much, but the joints of his left hand holding the scabbard had turned white.

"Excuse me!"

Lu Tong stood up and the tavern immediately became quiet.

He looked at Song Yanbai and asked, "Excuse me, fellow Taoist Song, what are peripheral monks and what are the assessment tasks?"

There was another burst of laughter.

This time even the bearded shopkeeper couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

Song Yanbai closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then opened his eyes and said:

"The peripheral monks are the Yiyi Sect that gives the monks outside the sect an identity so that they can also receive tasks in the Quee Palace."

"The assessment task is once a year to assess whether the peripheral monks have the strength to maintain their identity."

"What else do you want to ask, fellow Taoist?"

That's it.

Lu Tong is a little excited. If there is a task, there will be a reward.

Maybe after this incident, he can ask Jing Xin to help him find an identity.

Lu Tong thought for a while and asked: "There should be rewards for assessment tasks, right?"

"This is natural! The more dangerous the task, the higher the reward."

Lu Tong said with a smile on his face: "How about ten taels of silver and an additional fifty-five cents?"

Song Yanbai's brows relaxed a little.

If someone is willing to take it, no matter whether it succeeds or not, he won't be too embarrassed.

Song Yanbai asked: "What is the strength of fellow Taoist?"

Lu Tong did not introduce spells or magic weapons, but opened his robe, revealing the scars on his body.

"I came down from Qianxue Mountain not long ago."