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Xue Jin: "..."

Bai Cong laughed.

"Come on, let me stop talking nonsense and ask you a question..." Wei Xiaoxi said seriously, "What has Xiao Mo been doing in the past few months?"

Xue Jin's eyebrows jumped wildly, and his facial features almost wrinkled together.

If you still haven’t given up, you may have developed inner demons, right?

After enduring it for a long time, I thought I couldn't persuade him anymore, so I finally stopped trying and just said:

"He usually practices at Tianshui Peak in the first half of the month, and goes to class when the time comes. In the second half of the month, he goes out to do tasks and hone his practical experience."

Wei Xiaoxi nodded.

It's good to have Xue Jin, a Bai Xiaosheng, because she can get a lot of information without spending money.

Now this guy may be tired of it and has started to become a news dealer.

"Then do you know what mission he is going to do this time?" she asked.

I have class tomorrow, which is the second half of the month, and Xiao Mo will go out to do a task...

She wanted to get to know Xiao Mo up close.

As the old saying goes, when you understand your opponent, you can defeat him.

Xue Jin shook his head: "I don't know about that. I don't have that much energy to pay attention to him for twelve hours."

Bai Cong said: "I know."

Wei Xiaoxi and Xue Jin both turned to look at Bai Cong.

A boy of twelve or thirteen years old, with a figure as tall as a bamboo and a silly smile.

He touched his head:

"Unfortunately, he and I are in a team. The day after tomorrow, we will set off to a small village five hundred miles away to investigate something."

Sect missions are divided into single and multi-player missions.

Multi-person missions often need to be reported in advance to gather enough people. When the time comes, everyone will gather and set off together.

Wei Xiaoxi's eyes lit up: "Is your team still short of people?"

"Well, this mission is related to ghost cultivators. Many people are not willing to get involved, so there are not enough people yet. If there are not enough people, it will probably be postponed."

"I'll go too, add me."

Without further ado, Wei Xiaoxi was afraid that the crowd would be overcrowded and miss the opportunity to observe and understand the opponent at close range, so he took out the paper crane and went straight to the mission hall.

Walking out of the mission hall hall, Wei Xiaoxi looked up into the distance.

The sky was blue and the sun was shining brightly.

The weather is great.

Little did she know that after she left, the disciple who had just received her in the mission hall took out a communication talisman and hid in a small cubicle.

"Hello, Fairy Xiangming? Wei Xiaoxi is on a mission. Well, this time he is not going to the back mountain, but to a place hundreds of miles away. There is a team with many people, and there is only one spot left."

"Okay, I'll help you sign up."

Sword Nine Peaks.

Li Xiangming breathed a long sigh of relief as she saw the talisman in her hand burned out.

It took almost two months for her soul to be injured, and she was able to go down the mountain and leave the sect.

She kept staring at Wei Xiaoxi, trying to find an excuse to go out with him and find an opportunity to steal her chance.

The dead girl refused many times.

He even left the sect to go to the back mountain without going to the mission hall to pick up tasks. He only occasionally brought one or two monsters back to sell to the sect.

She left quietly. She received news several times that Wei Xiaoxi had disappeared. What a chance!

Fortunately, finally...

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

At the beginning of the hour.

Wei Xiaoxi went to the entrance of the mission hall to gather.

From a distance, I saw Bai Cong, Xiao Mo and five other people waiting there.

She quickly stopped the paper crane and jumped to the ground with an apologetic look on her face:

"Sorry, I'm late."

She was a little embarrassed and said that she would meet at the beginning of the morning, but she came so early.

Fortunately, seven people were doing the task together, and she was not the last one.

The five people at the door nodded to her, and Bai Cong took the initiative to introduce:

"This is Senior Brother Kang Linkang, who is at the sixth level of Qi Refining and possesses powerful thunder spiritual roots that can restrain evil spirits. He will lead the team this time."

Wei Xiaoxi nodded hurriedly: "Hello, Senior Brother Kang."

This man is eighteen years old, wearing the uniform of an outer disciple, and looks quite calm.

"This is Senior Sister Ruan Zhenzhen. She also has Lei Linggen and is at the fifth level of Qi Refining. She is an apprentice-level formation master."

"Hello, Senior Sister Ruan... You are an apprentice-level formation master at such a young age. You are really awesome. At which peak will you lead your disciples? If I want to learn formations, can I ask you for advice?"

She was polite and looked at the woman secretly.

He looks sixteen or seventeen years old, and his clothes are similar to those of outer disciples, but the color is different, with a white background and gold rims on the cuffs and collar.

This is a typical uniform for registered disciples at various peaks.

In the Wandao Sect, although the sect's standard robes are all apprentice-level robes, there are several types. The styles are basically the same, with slightly different colors and embellishments.

The outer disciple's uniform is off-white, with no unnecessary embellishments. There is a Wandao Sect emblem on the left chest.

The only difference between the robes worn by ordinary inner sect disciples who have been promoted to the Foundation Establishment realm and those of the outer sect is that they are white in color.

The cuffs and collar are embroidered with various gold edges, which is the uniform of a peak disciple.

There are two types of disciples under the True Lord and the Dao Lord.

First, the robes assigned to direct disciples, such as Luo Xing and Jiang Qianshu, were also white, but the cuffs and collars were embroidered with purple and gold textures. The pattern was determined by each peak early and has been passed down to this day.

There is another type, the registered disciples of the True Lords and Dao Lords, who are equivalent to the non-staff members at the peak.

What Wei Xiaoxi wants to be is a registered disciple of Baicao Peak.

The style worn by this disciple is almost the same as that of the direct disciple, except that the cuffs and collar are embroidered with ordinary gold edging instead of purple gold edging.

Ruan Zhenzhu is now wearing the uniform of a registered disciple.

Personal disciples generally have no shortage of cultivation resources and a set of robes, and they don't need to wear inner disciple uniforms to show their status.

They usually only wear robes that they like and are of a higher grade.

Named disciples are different.

They are usually transformed from outer disciples.

Either become an apprentice-level formation master, alchemist, etc. before the age of 15, such as Wei Xiaoxi. In fact, her current formation level is enough for her to become a registered disciple.

Either participate in the sect's annual Four Arts Competition before the age of 15, be spotted by a great master, and be accepted as a registered disciple.

It can be said that wearing the uniform of a registered disciple is a manifestation of their status. They are not only better than the outer disciples, but also have more status than the ordinary inner disciples.

Looking at Ruan Zhenzhu with a cold posture in front of him, Wei Xiaoxijing felt a trace of sadness.

Realizing what she was thinking, Wei Xiaoxi suddenly wanted to slap herself.

If he is at least a serious and registered disciple, he can get the favor of the sect's resources.

As for herself, she was obviously qualified, but she didn't dare to see the light of day. She asked the sect for resources openly and could only rely on her own insignificant development.

What right does she have to watch other people's jokes?

"Nine Elephants Peak." Ruan Zhenzhu had a cool temperament and nodded to her without much expression. "If Junior Sister Wei is interested, you can come to Nine Elephant Peaks to learn the formation."

Wei Xiaoxi smiled and continued to chat.

Wei Xiaoxi knew that this peak was the peak of a certain Nascent Soul Lord.

Every year, the sect holds a competition for the Four Arts of Immortal Cultivation, allowing each peak to select relatively outstanding disciples to join the inner sect as assistants.

There are only a few direct disciples at each peak.

Take Baicao Peak as an example. They usually have strong skills in elixir making, but it is impossible to supply so many people in the sect, so they need to use some monks who can help refine basic elixirs.

The named disciples selected by the competition are to help each peak complete a large number of basic, highly repetitive, and non-technical tasks.

Registered disciples also help to teach new disciples on weekdays and cultivate technical talents for the sect.

If Wei Xiaoxi chooses Formation Dao, after taking a large class to learn basic Formation Dao knowledge, he will be assigned to someone like Ruan Zhenzhu to help and learn from him.

"This is Junior Brother Wang Yaowang, with dual spiritual roots of fire and earth, and the fourth level of Qi refining."

The fire spirit root can also suppress evil spirits, but it is not as strong as the thunder element.

Wei Xiaoxi said hello politely again:

"Hello, Senior Brother Wang."

The other party is a young boy of eleven or twelve years old. His face is still immature, but his eyes are extremely shrewd.

He showed his big white teeth to Wei Xiaoxi: "Hello, Junior Sister Wei, please take care of me on the way."

His attitude is warmer than the other two senior brothers and sisters.

She was about to reply with something nonsense like "Senior brother is so energetic", but the other person's eyes lit up and he looked over her head into the distance.

"Junior sister Li, this way!"