Ling Xian left the Ice Heart Pavilion, but instead of walking directly outside the city, he came to another noisy place in Broken Hung City.

Mercenary Guild.

The surrounding boiling voices came like a tide, and countless cultivators gathered here, including shirtless, fierce and vicious men, graceful and graceful girls, lupine scarves, scholars of Si Swenwen, three religions and nine streams gathered together, and it looked so lively.

However, Ling Xian doesn't judge people by their appearance, the mercenaries are all swordsman's life of licking blood from the knife edge, just get close to smell a strong smell of blood, who knows if this blood is the demon beast's, is it their own, or, someone else's?

Ling Xian was like a fish swimming against the current, struggling to navigate through the crowd, when he suddenly felt the pressure in front of him empty, and he almost fell to the ground.

It's finally here.

A huge stone slab hung from the high dome, and countless tiny words shone brightly, densely lying on it like ants, looking dazzling.

Ling Xian knew that this was not an ordinary stone slab, just looking at the formation patterns revealed on it was at least a human-level spiritual weapon, which made Ling Xian secretly wonder how rich this mercenary guild was.

"What are you doing here?"

The dream tapir floating beside Ling Xian couldn't understand what Ling Xian was going to do.

"Look at how I come out of my shell. ”

Ling Xian smiled mysteriously and sold out. But for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and it was obvious that he had made a discovery.

The tapir followed his gaze and found a line of small writing in an inconspicuous place on the stone slab.

"Recruit mercenaries, targets, barren forests. ”

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"I'm going to register as a mercenary. ”

After waiting in line for a long time, Ling Xian finally squeezed to the counter and said to the staff inside out of breath.

The woman raised her head and glanced at Ling Xian expressionlessly, and said indifferently, "Name." ”

"Yun Ming. ”

"Age. ”

“16。 ”

......

After babbling and asking some basic information, the woman threw Ling Xian a small bronze medal, pointed back to a small room with a closed door, and said, "Go inside and test your strength." ”

After speaking, he no longer looked at Ling Xian, and shouted to the back: "Next!"

Ling Xian looked at the sign in his hand, only engraved his fake name on the front, Yunyang, there was no decoration, and he couldn't help muttering, "It's really simple." ”

"It's too simple, you go over there, it's definitely satisfying. Unexpectedly, this was heard by the woman just now, and she mocked out in a strange voice.

Ling Xian looked in the direction she indicated, but there was a specially marked area in the corner of the hall, but there was no sign on it, and he didn't know what it was for, but Ling Xian noticed that no matter how crowded this side was, no one approached that side, as if there was an invisible line dividing this place into two worlds.

Just when Ling Xian was puzzled, a middle-aged man with a big belly and a graceful and luxurious appearance walked to that area, and soon a waiter came out, bowed his head and bowed his waist, and greeted him respectfully, although he was far away and couldn't see it clearly, but from the awe-inspiring eyes of the people around him and the unique mark on his clothes, Ling Xian still guessed his identity.

Formation Division!

"You can't get in yet, don't get in the way of others here. ”

The woman looked at Ling Xian still stunned here, and was even more upset, and sneered again: "With this bit of strength, you still come to be a mercenary, and you don't know how to die." ”

Ling Xian glanced at her, didn't bother to bother with her, shook his head and walked into the small room in front of him.

The room is not big, and the furnishings are very simple, only there is something special in the center of the room.

A puppet in the shape of a humanoid.

The bronze skin, the hard lines, and the cold touch from his fingertips all fascinated Ling Xian.

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

A rough voice came from the side, making Ling Xian withdraw his hand embarrassedly and smile.

As soon as Ling Xian entered the room, he was completely attracted by this puppet, and he didn't even notice that there was still a person sitting in the room.

However, the big man didn't care, and slapped the puppet with his hand, making a crisp metallic sound.

"This is a test golem, the lowest thing in a golem, it can't move or attack, but it's quite durable. ”

"Can those powerhouses of the upper third grade also be able to test it?" Ling Xian asked with some curiosity.

"How is it possible," the big man smiled bitterly, "This is also the lowest-level puppet, and it can also measure the strength of the cultivators of the lower three grades, and the higher-level puppets are not something that the mercenary guild in a small place like ours can afford." ”

"Come on, try your strength, but if your cultivation exceeds the realm of Tongyin, this is unmeasurable. ”

After saying that, Dahan himself smiled, obviously thinking that this idea was too ridiculous.

"How can this be used?" Ling Xian circled around the puppet, only seeing his heart swaying, but he didn't see how to use it.

"It's simple, just attack it with your strongest attack. ”

Ling Xian thought about it, put his right hand on it, mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body to gather towards the palm of his hand, pulled it back, turned his palm into a fist, and blasted up.

Bang!

Ling Xian punched the puppet heavily, but it was as if it had hit a mountain, and he only felt that the whole hand was a little paralyzed by the force of the anti-shock. Looking at the puppet again, it didn't move at all, and there was not even the slightest trace on its body, but there was a rune on its chest that lit up, and there were two more than two of the same dull runes next to it.

"Hmm, it's almost the strength of a first-level mercenary, it's not bad. ”

Although Dahan said this, he shook his head invisibly, obviously a little disagreeable.

Ling Xian smiled, but put his hand back on.

"There's no need to try again, one time is enough. ”

The big man's voice also became a little lazy, not as enthusiastic as before, although he could also see that Ling Xian didn't use any martial arts just now, and what he showed was obviously not all of Ling Xian's strength, but in his mind, Ling Xian only had a personal level martial art at most, and trying again was just to make the first rune a little brighter.

"You're not wasting ......"

Before Dahan finished speaking, he stopped abruptly, looking at Ling Xian who was shaking his arm in front of him with a dull expression.

The second rune lit up!