My cultivation script went astray

"Of course I completed it. It was such a simple task." Chen Lang said.

Zhong Haoran thought so and was too lazy to ask about the specific process.

After they encircled and suppressed the Pingtian Sect, there would always be such tasks. After all, each sect had disciples to support. If they did not let their subordinates divide up such a big piece of fat meat as the Pingtian Sect, then it would only be cheap for others.

So it was indeed a simple task and not a test.

"Didn't they resist?" Zhong Haoran asked.

"Not much resistance." Chen Lang thought about it and could not remember. They were killed too quickly.

"This batch of Pingtian Sect monks are average in bloodiness." Zhong Haoran thought that the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls was running worse and worse. In the last encirclement and suppression many years ago, which of the gang leaders was willing to pay out? They all resisted desperately.

"What did you get?" Zhong Haoran asked at last.

This is a very important question. If you get too much, other sects may have opinions. If you get too little, it will be unfair to you. It may also make other sects feel weak and bullied, and make them take advantage of you.

"Not very clear, I didn't look closely." Chen Lang took out the shrunken box, "This is the only thing that has some value, can you help me look at it?"

"How can I not look closely?"

Zhong Haoran pondered for a while, and felt that some words needed to be made clearer. He always felt that Chen Lang was too careless about this kind of task.

"Chen Lang, listen."

"Well, what's the matter?" Chen Lang was surprised. Zhong Haoran rarely spoke to him in such a serious manner. Could it be that he was going to issue a task?

"You have already carried out this kind of task once, so you should be aware of its nature. This is a special treatment for you. Each sect can only get a very small number of quotas. I cannot guarantee that I can help you get it every time."

"Oh, thank you, Master."

"I am not asking you to thank me for anything." Zhong Haoran said, "Anyway, I am your senior, and I have suffered losses in this regard. Do you know how much our monthly salary is as a sect elder?"

He held up five fingers, "Ordinary elders have 50,000 spirit stones, like Zhou Tianzheng, me, Elder Shi, etc., it will be slightly higher, don't you think it is too little?"

Chen Lang nodded, "It is quite little."

He felt that Zhong Haoran was indeed conservative. If it were him, salary? What salary? The nearby sects all have my salary.

"So I don't have much to give you, and don't have too much hope for the sect in this regard. They can give you other support, but resources are hard to come by.

You need to fight for these things yourself. What I can fight for is just some opportunities to go out on missions.

Your cultivation is good. Try to fight for what you can fight for. Don't be like me."

Zhong Haoran stopped talking. He has always been too principled and lost a lot of things.

So, one of his basic principles for accepting Chen Lang is not to follow his old path and learn to be self-reliant.

After all, he has his own plans and will need Chen Lang's help in the future. If his cultivation is too low, it will be difficult to be useful.

"I've learned a lesson."

Chen Lang really felt that he was too conservative. He should have snatched their ancestral artifacts together. This was a mistake and he would change it next time.

"Dad, don't talk about it."

Zhong Yuling said loudly beside him, "You are not as fast as Brother Chen Lang in making money."

"Huh?" This made Zhong Haoran startled, "What's going on?"

Is there a big fish this time?

"Brother Chen Lang has killed all those people. Everything is with him." She said.

You don't know how exciting it is.

Zhong Haoran was stunned for a moment, and some of the words he was still preparing got stuck in his throat. Killed everyone? What's the situation? Are we talking about the same mission?

"Did you go to Chaihu Town?"

"Yes."

"You killed them? Those little leaders of Pingtian Sect?"

"Yes."

"How did you kill them?" Zhong Haoran knew Chen Lang's cultivation very well.

Besides, does this mission require killing people?

"I asked Tianluo for help. I heard it's called Blood Swallow." Chen Lang replied, there was nothing to hide, "The money raised from selling the mine."

Blood Swallow.

No, why did you kill them?

You said they didn't resist, could it be that they didn't have time to resist?

Zhong Haoran had also heard of the name Blood Swallow, a well-known figure in the casual cultivation world. If that person did it, it would indeed be possible.

But the key is, how did you do this for a good welfare mission? Who instructed you?

"You used my pen to help him kill people?" Zhong Haoran asked his daughter.

"No, Brother Chen Lang doesn't need your help. He killed them all by himself. I only took action when others wanted to steal what Brother Chen Lang had seized."

Zhong Yuling was very proud, "Don't underestimate Chen Lang. He is very powerful. He dares to beat people casually and even takes off his pants in public."

If it were his father, he would never dare to do that.

A moment of silence.

"Anything else to teach me?" Chen Lang asked. He was in a hurry to identify the box. Why did this old Deng keep talking?

"..."

"You don't have to take what I said just now too seriously."

Zhong Haoran thought for a while, "In fact, harmony in the sect is still very important. You should pay more attention in the future. After all, you are not an ordinary disciple now. You represent the face of the Tianjian Sect. This box of yours was also seized? What's the matter?"

Chen Lang handed over the box, "It is said that it is a clue about the ancient tribe of Weihuo. There was originally a photo stone in it, but it was broken. There are clues hidden in it. Do you think you can restore it?"

"Oh, this matter."

Zhong Haoran waved his palm, and the fragments floated in the air. After a brief observation, he found that the beads should have been scattered by external forces. It was difficult to restore them, but it was easy to temporarily restore their functions.

At least it would be easier than him taking back what he just said.

This disciple was completely different from his previous two, which even caught him off guard as a master.

He decided not to teach anymore.

"alright."

After a while, the image stone pieced together again and merged into one, with only some tiny cracks scattered among them.

Immediately afterwards, a halo appeared in the sky, and the scene appeared again.

In the picture, mountains, jungles, paths, and finally the huge stone gate, and even mountains of bones appear one after another.

"Old Fire Clan?" At the end, Zhong Haoran raised his eyebrows slightly, understanding why Chen Lang was eager to let him see this.

"Can you see where this is?" Chen Lang asked.

"There are too few things to see." Zhong Haoran admitted that he was not an earth-bound spirit. He could not get the specific location based on this information. He pondered for a moment and said:

"But I doubt that thing exists."

"Is it forged?" Chen Lang asked.

"No." Zhong Haoran shook his head, "Judging from the picture, this is an undeveloped ancient ruins of fire. I know something about this ancient race. Their bodies are very large. With a physique like this, once there is any movement, It can be felt thousands of miles away.

That was still in the Immortal Ancient Years, but now that the world has dried up, the monks are more sensitive to the spiritual energy of the world. Unless there are no monks within a thousand miles of this location, otherwise if there is such a movement, this ruin should have appeared in the world and made a scene. "

"Then should I go?" Chen Lang doubted.

This is a task assigned by the system, can it be fake?