The personal security of the beautiful president

The three came to the other side, where the mercenary guild issued missions.

There are quite a few people waiting here, but most of them are here to redeem points.

This is also the first time that Ding Zhe saw the magic core of a monster.

The size of the magic cores is almost the same, what catches the eye is a piece of gray, and some scattered dozens of them are black.

"One-armed monk, ten low-grade magic cores in the Celestial Wonderland, three hundred points!"

"Canglong Tianxian, 21 low-grade magic cores in the Heavenly Wonderland, 610 points, seven middle-grade magic cores in the Heavenly Wonderland, 350 points, a total of 960 points!"

"Guan Dadao, there are thirty top-grade magic cores in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, worth [-] points, and fifteen low-grade magic cores in the Golden Wonderland, worth [-] points, for a total of [-] points."

"..."

Ding Zhe roughly calculated, he found that the magic core of the monster, the lowest level of cultivation also has [-] points, and the one of Golden Wonderland starts with [-] points.

He remembered that monk named Guan Dadao, he just looked at the standings, and he was impressively listed, and he should be No. 18.

Turning his head, he saw a middle-aged man with a beard standing in front of the person counting the scores.

"Sure enough, Big Brother Guan is so powerful, he actually killed the Golden Fairyland monster!"

"That's right! His cultivation is not even in the Golden Wonderland, how did he do it?"

"Keep your voice down, this is Big Brother Guan's secret, don't inquire about it!"

"..."

For a while, the voice of discussion suddenly became much quieter.

Ding Zhe saw that Guan Dadao didn't seem to be interested in other people's comments, so after registering the points, he went to exchange materials.

Ding Zhe waited in line for a long time before it was his turn.

"Magic core."

The person in charge of registration extended his hand to Ding Zhe while bowing his head to write.

"I'm here to issue a mission."

"Ok?"

The person in charge slowly raised his head and looked at Ding Zhe.

"Issuing a mission? Now everyone is busy killing demons, who will help you complete the mission?"

"Of course there will be, please help me register."

Afterwards, Ding Zhe took out an incense burner from the storage ring.

He took this censer from the Treasure Pavilion of Baihua Fairy Palace.

It is very powerful and powerful, but it can only be used by the monks in the fairyland, no matter how high the cultivation base is, it is not very useful.

Looking at it now, to him, this thing is tasteless, tasteless to eat, and a pity to discard.

It's just that when this treasure was taken out, it immediately attracted the attention of many people around.

You know, even in Jinxianfu, there are not many monks above the Golden Immortal Realm.

Most people are still cultivating in the Heavenly Wonderland.

Especially Tian Mingzi and Chanjuan, after all, they are the closest to Ding Zhe, and they can see the most clearly.

The cultivation base of the person in charge is also a mid-level fairyland, so he naturally understands the value of this treasure.

Reluctantly, his eyes left the censer and fell on Ding Zhe again.

"Guest officer, what task do you want to release?" the person in charge asked respectfully.

"I'm looking for someone."

"Find someone?"

"Yes, people with white armor, they should have their own organization to kill demons together, and their cultivation is not weak."

"Do you have a name, or a sect?"

Ding Zhe shook his head.

The person in charge bowed his head and wrote furiously.

A little while.

"Guest officer, I have already registered your request. It is estimated that someone will come to pick up the task soon. I also ask the guest officer to stay in Daxi Town for more time."

"Don't worry, I will come every day. If there is no news for a month, the mission will end on its own."

"As it should be."

While the two were talking, the crowd watching the scene suddenly dispersed.

After Ding Zhe released the task, he turned to leave.

But he found that the position of the front gate was surrounded by a group of people again.

He shook his head with a smile, just as he was passing by the crowd, he happened to hear their discussion.

"This picture must be fake!"

"Nonsense! Can you read the text on this picture?"

"Things about ghostly drawn symbols, who knows if these words are real or not?"

"It's hard to say, but judging from the experience of this old man, it should be written outside the territory. You see, these words should be somewhat similar to my Jinxianfu or Yunxianfu's writing!"

"It would be great if someone who understands it will show it to you. Why should we guess here?"

"..."

Everyone suddenly became silent.

When Ding Zhe looked back, he found that Tian Mingzi was squeezing out from the crowd.

"Benefactor, they are selling the treasure map, it seems to be real!" Tian Mingzi said excitedly.

"Senior brother, don't trust other people's words. If it is true, who would bring it here to sell? Why don't you go to find the treasure yourself?" Chanjuan asked back.

"This... What Junior Sister said seems to make sense."

"Brother, do you still remember how the curse on us came from?"

"I...Of course I remember."

Tian Mingzi's old face darkened, obviously he couldn't hold back his face.

"So, if you are greedy for cheap, you will suffer a lot. Let's take our benefactor around, maybe we can meet that white armor man."

"What Junior Sister said is absolutely true." Tian Mingzi bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

The three came outside the mercenary guild.

Ding Zhe originally planned to go to the auction for a while, but Chanjuan said that this auction is only available on the first day of each month, and usually only sells consignments from some customers, as well as the auction's own materials.

Of course, there will also be news auctions in this place, but recently Jin Xianfu has basically been paying attention to the affairs of the demons, and is not very interested in other matters.

Therefore, the auction, which was quite lively in the past, is now empty.

But when Ding Zhe looked towards the gate of the auction, he saw a group of people gathered there.

Tian Mingzi had some good eyesight, so he hurried over to inquire about the news, and came back not long after.

"Brother, what are they doing there?"

"Benefactor, they are also selling maps there. They say it's a treasure map, and it's near Daxi Town." Tian Mingzi explained.

"Hehe, it's really interesting. Is it popular to sell treasure maps now? There seem to be many more." Ding Zhe complained.

"The benefactor may not know, but Jin Xianfu's treasure map does have many similarities, and this is also a habit." Tian Mingzi explained: "After all, there must be more than one or two people who know the location of the treasure, and they will sell it. , at least you can make a lot of money."

Ding Zhe thought about it, and felt that this was also the case, so he walked towards the auction.

Sure enough, before they got there, someone quickly walked out of the town with a treasure map.

This made him very curious, and hurried to the person who sold the map.

"Fellow Daoist, how do you sell this treasure map?"

"One thousand gold coins for one piece, no one can fool you."

The man replied loudly without raising his head.

"Buy one!"

One thousand gold coins is not cheap, but it is definitely not expensive.

For local tyrants like Ding Zhe, one thousand gold coins is just a drizzle.

He held a map made of animal skins in his hand, and Ding Zhe was surprised to find that he could understand the text on the treasure map.