Chapter 90 Mission Pavilion

Yan Song did not directly answer the woman in white, but asked with concern, "Sister, your injury has not recovered yet. Shall I give you some more blood?" As he spoke, he carefully took a foot and began to wait for the other party to say something. Although he apologized, he didn't want to be slapped away by the other party again and again. With the character of the woman in white in front of him, it's not impossible to do this kind of thing.

Sure enough, the woman in white suddenly raised her jade hand and signaled that Yan Song was not necessary! Yan Song stopped and still said, "Well, I'll go out and find a gas dish and put blood in it for the eldest sister to need it from time to time."

As he spoke, he turned around and was about to go out. The cold voice suddenly said, "No! Your blood can only protect your heart and can't cure the injury. Go out.

Yan Song looked at the back of the woman in white, pondered for a while, and concluded that she was not lying, so he paused and asked carefully, "Sister, I want to ask you, how can I not let the Nihunding automatically absorb the martial soul? Just now, I took the martial soul of a master of Xuanzongjing, and the nirvana turned into a tripod?

"Now that you are practicing wood attribute skills, the Nihun Ding naturally absorbs the wooden attribute martial soul," the woman in white pressed her chest with one hand, and her voice trembled slightly. "If it is another attribute martial soul, as long as it is drawn from the exit of the relevant mysterious attributes in time."

"Are you in urgent need of martial soul healing now?" Yan Song asked again.

"It's none of your business. Get out. I need to be quiet." The figure of the woman in white suddenly disappeared. Yan Song was stunned for a long time before he realized that the man could also return to his real world. Then he nodded at ease and left the blue scroll.

When Yan Song woke up from the virtual state of the Jade Bodhi, he saw Sun Kai in front of him. The boy bent down, held his knees, stared his eyes wide, and looked at him like an object. He was shocked: "Are you all right? Are you evil?"

"You are evil!" Sun Kai asked back and immediately pointed to Yan Song's hand and said, "What's wrong with your hand? I was fine when I first came in. In a blink of an eye, I opened my mouth and bleeding, and the blood suddenly disappeared. How can he still evaporate?"

Let Sun Kai say this, and Yan Song also felt the pain on his fingers. He looked down at the two fingers that were bitten by him, with a smile on his face, saying that the connection between the virtual world and reality was really magical! So he didn't explain, and asked Sun Kai, "I'm sorry to slap you by the elder in red robe!"

"It's okay!" Although Sun Kai said so, his face was not very good-looking. "What are you looking for Brother Shou in such a hurry? Are you still going to see him now?

Yan Song looked at the darkening sky outside the window and patted his legs and said, "Okay, let's go to see Brother Shou!"

The two left the dormitory, walked out of the sword courtyard, and went to Panlong Inn to visit Qin Shou, who was covered with injuries. Although the three of them talked happily, Yan Song always seemed to be worried. Qin Shou saw him like this and smiled and said, "Why are you still ashamed? I didn't mean to complain about you at all. On the contrary, this time I met my opponent. Look, the real contest has just begun.

Qin Shou looked like a righteous Bo Yuntian, and Yan Song and Sun Kai analyzed the reason for the failure and what offensive to take next. The three talked for a long time. It was not until it was dark outside that Yan Song and Sun Kai said goodbye to Qin Shou and returned to the dormitory.

Early the next morning, Yan Song went to Elder Haiyue. He described the practice of luminous motion these days in more detail, and talked about how he worked hard to practice Xuan, and finally how the light movement phenomenon disappeared.

He originally wanted to try his best to practice light attributes, but the wooden attribute skills were inexplicably broken through by Elder Haiyue, but Elder Haiyue seemed to have something else in his heart. Before Yan Song could speak, Elder Haiyue went to the door and pulled a white rope and shook it. Suddenly, a pleasant sound came from the roof.

Yan Song looked at Elder Haiyue puzzledly, but Elder Haiyue didn't say anything. He just quietly walked back to his seat and sat down. Then he closed his eyes and meditated. After a while, Yang Bing and the other eight elders rushed over. Only then did Yan Song realize that the little bell was the way to connect between their elders. At the same time, he hurriedly returned the red ring to the elders in red robes, who didn't say anything, as if these elders understood.

"The night light movement that Yan Song has practiced these days has not been very effective. In the end, the phenomenon of light movement has disappeared. Instead, the wooden attribute skills in his body have been promoted to a level. What do you think?"

Elder Haiyue was shocked by Yan Song when he spoke later. He naively thought that the former knew nothing, but after all, the elder was an elder. Naturally, he saw Yan Song's cultivation at a glance, but he didn't ask. Although Yan Song was not worried about this, what he was worried about was that he had any secrets that were seen by the elders in front of him, but they didn't ask.

"Do you want to?" Yang Bing, the elder in blue robe, looked at Elder Haiyue, turned his head to look at Yan Song, and then looked at several other people, "Give up the night light and take another way?"

Elder Haiyue nodded and hesitated slightly: "The mythical beast martial soul is the treasure of the whole college. Although most people can't be cultivated, we can't be reckless and let the pending students who have just come to the college for half a month to try?" He looked at Yan Song and said helplessly.

The elder in red robe was impatient. Hearing what Elder Haiyue said, he immediately defended: "It's hard to meet a spiritual genius. It's hard to give up like this. Don't forget that this baby is only half a year, half a year later. If there is no martial soul, the old ruffian will bite back and say that he has no martial soul. He is not qualified to stay in Panlong Sword Academy. You know, he is shameless and won't let others get what he can't get.

Yan Song had something on his mind. He didn't care about the words of several elders, but their excessive cherishing of themselves still attracted his attention. Although his expression was calm, he muttered in his heart: Although there have been few spiritual geniuses in Panlongjianyuan over the years, is the departure of an ordinary spiritual genius really worth the collective debate of the nine elders of Panlongjianyuan? And there is still a fierce discussion in front of him?

No matter how they discuss it, Yan Song still has to say the reason for coming here today in front of them. Since they value themselves so much, there is no reason to refuse themselves. So he bowed his hand to Elder Haiyue and said respectfully, " Elder, the student came here with a ruthless feeling."

Seeing that Elder Haiyue did not refuse, Yan Song continued to say, "There is still half a month before the date of the comparison I agreed with Guandi. During this period, the students want to go to the task pavilion of the Sword Academy, take a suitable task to practice, and strive to defeat Shangguan Di after half a month."

When the elders heard the words, they looked at each other, and then nodded one after another. Yang Bing, the blue-robed elder, said, "That's good. Let him practice first. What's the matter? Let's wait for half a month after the comparison with the little girl."

Several other elders agreed. In this way, Elder Haiyue asked Yan Song to go back to prepare first. Time was tight, so they did not need to inform them when they left, and they had other things to discuss.

Yan Song said goodbye to several elders and went straight to the task cabinet. At this moment, he was not in the mood to think about what the elders had made. He didn't know whether the other party had known that he almost slapped the ruffian dean to death and took his martial soul, and whether these elders had found anything else in himself. Secret.

Since the other party attaches so much importance to himself, let them pay attention to it. At present, the most important thing for him is to find some suitable tasks, take some martial souls, and then save the woman in white in the blue scroll. After all, the other party has saved himself more than once. She is his natural benefactor.

I walked several corridors in the Panlong Sword Courtyard and turned several intersections. After a while, Yan Song came to the task pavilion. This is an isolated three-story building. In addition to the corridor, there is a small square surrounded by doors, which is very convenient for students who come here to receive tasks in and out of the sword courtyard.

However, just after the New Year, it has only been half a month since the Jianyuan officially opened. Most of the students are working hard, and few of them have come here to take the task. Yan Song walked into the first floor. This is a large hall. In the center of the hall, there is a polygonal white boulder with relevant tasks written in black font.

Yan Song saw that most of the tasks on the first floor were Xuanshi-level tasks. He simply looked at it. One of them was to hunt a second-order senior fierce beast fire eagle that broke into Xiluojia Town, the imperial capital city, with a reward of 5,000 silver coins. Another is to kill a second-order senior beast, the Snow Wolf King. The reward is 1,000 silver coins, plus two second-order intermediate elixirs, and a low-level spirit stone.

Yan Song probably browsed through the types of these tasks and saw some ways. These tasks shown in the task pavilion are mainly divided into two types. One is the bounty task entrusted by other forces to do by Panlongjianyuan. Just like the first one above, the people in Luojia Town are weak and can't fight against the fire eagle, so they will raise a lot of money to entrust Panlongjianyuan. Panlong Sword Academy sent it to the disciples in the courtyard according to the difficulty of the task.

There is also a type of sect task distributed within the Panlong Sword Academy, which can be issued by elders or by ordinary students, as long as they can afford the task. In fact, there is not much preparation for such tasks, but the publisher will take out some elixirs, spiritual stones and other treasures to meet people with such needs.

At the same time, the Xuanshi-level tasks on the first floor are divided into seven levels. The strength and advantages of the mission goal are generally clearly described. If the person receiving the task is a second-order Xuanshi but takes over the fifth-order mission of the Xuanshi, there is only death. Of course, there is also a battle of leaping the level, but after all, it is a minority.

After walking around the huge polyheparous taskbar, Yan Song did not find several suitable tasks. To put it bluntly, the task he is looking for is not to deal with fierce beasts, but to deal with people. He wants to hunt other people's martial souls! Most of these tasks on the first floor are some beast hunting missions, or looking for some strange spiritual grass. In a word, he only saw one that was really targeted at people. The location was a madman in a town thousands of miles away because of his practice. His painstaking efforts** killed people and hid in the mountains, which made people unpreventable. .

took a breath, and Yan Song turned his head to look at the stairs leading to the second floor. He was alone on the first floor. It can be seen that almost all the students who had just arrived were working hard. The teenager saw a few people occasionally go up to the second floor. He pondered for a while and went to the second floor.

The decoration on the second floor and the first floor are basically the same. Yan Song stepped forward, looked at the tasks above, and couldn't help opening his mouth. This level belongs to the Xuanshi-level task, which is often to kill a third-order fierce beast, or kill a Xuanshi-level flower picking thief, or Jiangyang thief.

Yan Song searched carefully on the notice to see if there was a task suitable for him. If it really didn't work, he could consider forming a team. If not, he would be willing to take risks!