The mountain road is rugged, and it is dark at night, so it can be said that you can't see your fingers; Xiao Ling and Liumo walked side by side on the mountain road, both of them exuding a faint fluorescence; Xiao Ling wanted to speak several times but was interrupted by Liumomo,

"Flowing ink, I..."

"The moon is asleep tonight,"

"Flowing ink, you..."

"How far are we left?"

"Flowing Ink"

"Hey, boy, how old are you?" Xiao Ling stood still and didn't leave, looking at the flowing ink with a black line; What's wrong with you?" Liumo wondered; Xiao Ling couldn't get angry when he looked at the innocent little face in front of him,

"Miss Liumo, why do we have to walk there?" Xiao Ling raised his head and wailed, looking at him slyly, "Didn't you say that I will definitely be better than the gentle Sister Iced Tea in the future, I'm not studying like Sister Iced Tea, it's just that I want you to exercise well and it's not a bad thing." As he spoke, he still looked aggrieved, and the corners of Xiao Ling's eyes twitched;

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go. Xiao Ling slowly walked up dejectedly, wrinkled his nose and followed.

When he arrived at his destination, Xiao Ling's residence was a small courtyard, and there was a small medicine field in front of the house, in which some elixirs were sparsely planted; Xiao Ling didn't care about the ink, pushed open the door of the bamboo house, sat down on the chair, and shouted tiredly. Liumo also walked in and looked around, and all he could see was a simple bamboo house, a bamboo bed, a bamboo table and two bamboo chairs, which was extremely simple. Xiao Ling raised his hand and pointed outside.

"Go out and turn left, and the bamboo house fifty paces away is your house; The medicine field outside the house is dedicated to cultivating your own elixir, and the token of the protective array will be sent to the mission hall tomorrow. I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep. Xiao Ling said that he gave an eviction order, and he was tired of climbing the mountain in the middle of the night by flowing ink; I don't have the energy to greet her anymore.

Liumo looked at Xiao Ling, who was so tired that he was about to lie down on the chair, snickered, and then walked out of the house and walked to another bamboo house not far away; Pushing open the door is the same furnishings as just now, and there is no dusty atmosphere. Liumo closed the door and lay down on the bamboo bed, and the inexplicable look on the face of the old Xuan when he asked her where her spiritual power was was was cultivated suddenly appeared in her mind; In fact, he was not angry at Ling Ping for forcibly stuffing her into the medicine garden for an inexplicable year, but he was a little confused; Now the spiritual power in my body is full of colorful medicinal spiritual power, and I don't know if it's good or bad. Forget it, let's rest first. Liumo is now a question, but the cold nature only makes her go through these thoughts in her head, and it does not really affect her heart.

The genius woke up, and she sat up cross-legged and slowly used her spiritual power; Now the spiritual power of the meridians is full, and when they operate, the meridians are like thin blades cut, and the pain is abnormal. After just a week of operation, Liumo frowned and stopped; The meridian spiritual power in her body was already full, but she didn't know how to impact the foundation at all; Although that book of cultivation records the cultivation methods of the Xuanben and the cultivation exercises of the Qi Condensation Period, there are even cultivation methods that have reached the Tribulation Period; But there is no way to hit the bottleneck at all; It makes Liumo a little helpless, and he still can't completely rely on that Xiuzhen Record to cultivate.

At this time, the door creaked, and Liumo frowned and looked at Xiao Ling, who was struggling to burrow his head in, and said dissatisfiedly, "Boy, do you know how to be polite; Breaking into someone's house without knocking on the door. Xiao Ling suddenly stiffened, looking embarrassed,

"Uh, I forgot you're a girl. Liumomo was speechless for a while, then got up and got out of bed, walked to Xiao Ling, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Xiao Ling's ear,

"Boy, did you do it on purpose? I don't believe you'd forget anything. Xiao Ling tried hard to pull his ears away, but unexpectedly, the ink did not move, and a trace of dumbness flashed in Xiao Ling's eyes; This little girl is actually still a master.

"Forget it, yesterday the old man said that I was going to the main hall this morning and I was about to go down, what are you looking for me?" Liumo let go of his hand and looked at Xiao Ling, who was rubbing his ears, and asked, Xiao Ling rubbed it helplessly for a while, and then took out a jade book-sized brand from his arms;

"This is the task book, which is the record book of the source of our outer disciples' cultivation resources; As long as you go to the mission hall to pick up the task, it will be displayed on it, and then after completing the task, you will also receive the task reward with this. Liumo took Xiao Ling's task book and looked at it, the white jade appearance of the semi-permeable film, there were faint words in it; Those words are tasks, Liumo handed the task book back to Xiao Ling.

"Generally, the first thing a new disciple does is to go to the mission hall to get the task book, and then the deacon will instruct the newcomer on some matters, which is actually quite simple; I'm going to take up the task today, and I'll talk to you about a brief matter; Let's go down together. Liumo nodded, glanced at Xiao Ling, who was full of enthusiasm and smiling like a new moon; Then he walked out of the house, and outside the house was a large meadow, dotted with bright flowers; A few stout black trees were next to the house, and a little farther to the right was Xiao Ling's house; A little farther ahead was the gravel road up the mountain, and last night it was pitch black and I didn't even notice the view around my house like this.

"Let's go. Xiao Ling also walked out of the house, nodded and walked down the stone road side by side with Xiao Ling, when he came last night, there was no light and he didn't see clearly, and now he saw that there were all kinds of houses of all sizes along the way, and there were countless houses behind the house. Looking at the surrounding scenery and all kinds of strange houses, I unconsciously walked to the mission hall, which was different from the desertion last night; As soon as I entered the door, there was a bustling crowd, and the high platform where Xuan Lao was sitting on the side was gone, and what was imprinted in my eyes was a row of tall cabinets, and some middle-aged men and women sat side by side behind them; The young outer disciples on the periphery were holding the task book in their hands and talking to the middle-aged people, and then handed the task book over, and after a burst of light, the outer disciple walked out of the front door.

"Why are there so many people?" Liumomo stood at the door of the back door helplessly watching a person come and go but didn't go in, Xiao Ling looked at Liumomo with a smile and said helplessly,

"Of course, there are many disciples, and there are countless disciples recruited from all over the world every year; Can there be fewer people who come to the mission hall every day to get the task? Go, I'll take you to get the task book. As he spoke, he pulled up the flowing ink and drilled through the crowd, the two of them were so short and so many that they could hardly be seen moving through the gaps in the crowd; After a while, Xiao Ling came out with flowing ink and stood in front of a middle-aged man at the very edge.

"Uncle Li, her name is Liumomo, she just came yesterday, let's get her a task book. Xiao Ling said respectfully to the middle-aged man in front of him who looked dignified, had a slightly chubby body, and had dark skin. Uncle Li looked at the flowing ink for a moment, and then an ordinary-looking ring on his hand flashed, and there was an extra task book in his hand that was the same as Xiao Ling's; He put the task book on the table,

"Take it yourself and drip blood to confess the Lord, and then you can take on the task; Since you are a newcomer and don't understand anything, then you must listen to what I tell you below; This taskbook usually you can go to those deacons over there to take the tasks you can do, and then come here to hand in them after completing them to get rewards. Then there is a lottery every year, which also depends on the tasks completed in your task book; Then it depends on your qualifications. So even if you can cultivate yourself, you have to come here to take on the task to complete, even if you are just an outer disciple in Biluomen, it is not so easy, you only know that the disciples who bury their heads in penance and do not experience the actual life and death are unqualified disciples. Alright, you can go. That Uncle Li waved his hand impatiently after a burst of cannons, Xiao Ling answered and then pulled Liumo down the high platform.

"Liumomo, do you want to take the task now or take a look first?" Xiao Ling asked as he watched Liumomo drip a drop of blood into the task book, and Liumomo shook his head;

"I'll take a look first, didn't you just say that you were going to take on the task, you go and do your thing; Leave me alone. Xiao Ling hesitated, then turned around and walked towards the place where he received the task, Liumo took the task book in his hand and looked at it, and then helplessly watched the crowd of mission halls rush out of the gate,

"I don't want to be squeezed into a meatloaf・・・・・・"

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