Start a deserted grave

early morning.

Before the morning bell rang, Huang Fen was the first to leave the bedroom.

Today, he wants to bid farewell to Spirit Sword Sect and his status as a handyman disciple.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, I have been here for more than a month;
Thinking that he was about to leave, Huang Fen was really reluctant.

"Hey……"

"If this sect belongs to me, it would be great~"

Huang Fen walked quickly towards the mountain gate.

At this time, the morning bell had just struck.

During this period of time, Huang Fen would go outside the mountain gate every day to collect materials, and he had already become familiar with the disciples guarding the gate.

When the other party saw him, he smiled and said hello.

There are many disciples in the Spirit Sword Sect, and most of them were once descendants of aristocratic families;
Gatekeeper disciples, so to speak, are outer disciples, one level higher than handyman disciples.

Generally speaking, these outer disciples look down on the handyman disciples very much.

But this gatekeeper disciple is an exception.

He is very nice and very polite to everyone.

Huang Fen came outside the mountain gate.

As he expected, he came earlier, and those outer disciples hadn't brought the materials to the mountain gate yet.

Looking around, Huang Fen found that no one else existed.

So I have to pretend to go to the side to urinate, pick up the plane and slip away.

Yet at this moment.

Huang Fen suddenly felt that an extremely tyrannical coercion suddenly appeared in the forest not far away.

It is flying towards the mountain gate at an extremely fast speed!

"っД) っworkout!"

"No way!"

"I'm about to leave now, is there any trouble?"

Huang Fen was a little speechless.

Whatever he is afraid of, he will come here.

However, three figures floated towards him and landed in front of the mountain gate of the Spirit Sword Sect.

Those who came were two men and one woman.

One of them, a man and a woman, looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.

Huang Fen's gaze roughly swept over the two of them, and the man was at the peak of Dzogchen in the Foundation Establishment period;

And the woman is stronger than him, and has reached the middle stage of crystallization.

As for the other older man, who was wearing a dark blue brocade robe with dragon patterns, he was actually a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator.

When Huang Fen saw them, the three of them also saw Huang Fen.

A system notification sounded in Huang Fen's mind.

Optional quest: <Provocation>
Mission objective: Defeat the provocative disciples of <Xuanlingzong> without revealing your cultivation.

Mission rewards: [Xuanling Secret Tome] x 1, [Xuanling Dafa] x 1.

"Reminder: "Xuan Ling Zong" is the third cultivation sect in the world after "Spirit Sword Zong". The "Xuan Ling sect" practiced by its disciples is very strange."

"Good guy! Here comes the mission!"

Huang Fen was secretly happy.

But looking at the goal of this mission, it feels a bit cheating no matter how you look at it.

It has been stated in the mission that the other party is here to provoke;
But this provocation, the one who stepped forward to deal with it, shouldn't be me, a handyman disciple.

Moreover, the mission objective clearly states that he is not allowed to expose his cultivation...

In other words, the idea of ​​directly beating up three people and then running away is not feasible.

At this time, Huang Fen was still thinking wildly in his mind.

The eyes of the man in the black brocade robe had already fallen on him.

His sharp eyes sized Huang Fen around.

What's more, he unceremoniously released his spiritual sense and checked Huang Fen inside and out.

Afterwards, he raised his chin slightly, and asked Huang Fen in a very arrogant tone: "Boy, are you a disciple of this Spirit Sword Sect?"

Huang Fen didn't have a good impression of this person at all, and his cultivation base of half a step in the Nascent Soul Realm was as low as two to five to eighty thousand.

If it weren't for the task restriction, I wish I could walk over now and slap him.

And pointed to his nose and asked: "Who are you pretending to be with?"

But for the task reward, I can only endure it.

Huang Fen pretended to be submissive, nodded and said, "Yes, but I'm just a handyman..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the young man at the Foundation Establishment stage next to the man.

The boy snorted coldly: "Hmph!"

"A handyman like an ant, hurry up!"

Huang Fen was so angry.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry..."

Just as he was suppressing himself, the boy actually said another sentence.

"What are you still doing here? Get out of here! Garbage!"

Dude, add fuel to the fire.

Huang Fen clenched his fists.

"It is tolerable, which is unbearable..."

Just about to ignore that 21, directly rub this guy and his master on the ground;
Inside the mountain gate, a long voice suddenly came.

"Where is the fellow Taoist, come to visit my Spirit Sword Sect?"

Before the words were finished, a figure floated down from the mountain with a sword.

Huang Fen immediately looked over, and saw that the person who came was an elder of the Spirit Sword Sect.

At the disciple selection meeting, Huang Fen once met this elder.

I remember that at that time, he took in a few children from aristocratic families from the north;

One of them didn't know whether he encountered a wild animal when he went up the mountain, or he was injured in the battle with other candidates. In short, there was a deep bone wound on that person's face.

It looked shocking at the time, but the man didn't seem to feel any pain at all, which made Huang Fen very impressed with him.

Among the many elders of the Spirit Sword Sect, the cultivation of this elder can only be regarded as the lower level.

Kankan has only reached the early stage of the Golden Core Realm.

The half-step Nascent Soul cultivator from the Xuanling Sect didn't pay attention to the visitor at all.

He said contemptuously: "Who am I supposed to be? It turns out to be Lang Yunzi, huh! Is there really no one left in your Spirit Sword Sect?!"

Lang Yunzi frowned, stepped on the flying sword, stood in front of the mountain gate, and said angrily: "Master Xuanyou, what you said is too much!"

"What is your business in breaking into my Spirit Sword Sect's mountain gate in the early morning!"

"If it's all right, Master Xuanyou, please do your own thing and don't disturb my work as a handyman disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect!"

Although his own cultivation is not as good as the opponent's, but this is in his own territory, with the support of the sect behind him, it is naturally impossible for Lang Yunzi to be afraid of the opponent.

"Humph!"

Master Xuanyou snorted coldly.

"I heard that your Spirit Sword Sect held a disciple selection meeting a month ago."

"It just so happens that the two disciples of this deity are also newcomers recently."

"I thought I'd just come to your Spirit Sword Sect to compete with those new disciples and exchange their cultivation experience!"

After hearing what the other party said, Lang Yunzi's complexion became very ugly.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the other party is obviously uneasy and kind.

The exchange of ideas is obviously intended to use the competition as an excuse to suppress the morale of the new disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect.

Xuanlingzong and Lingjianzong, the two sects are not far from each other.

The Xuanling Sect has always been unwilling to be subordinate to the Spirit Sword Sect, and always wanted to find a chance to step down the Spirit Sword Sect.