In the afternoon, Ling Tian was already in the Sin City, a huge city, and his eyes were opened, and he searched for two hours before he stopped in a secluded guest and inquired about various news in the Sin City by the way.

In the guest room, Ling Tian was kneeling cross-legged on the bed, his hands pinching the cultivation seal. After a long time, a faint look of helplessness welled up on his face.

"It seems that I have to go to the "Mercenary Hall" tomorrow to have a look, and see if there is a task suitable for me, make money spirit stones, the spirit stones in my hand are only enough for me to stay here for three days......" Looking at the only three lower grade spirit stones left in his pocket, Ling Tian sighed lightly, strength in this Shenwu Continent is important, but without spirit stones in hand, it seems to be slight.

The "Mercenary Guild" in Ling Tian's mouth is the largest mercenary place in Sin City, this mercenary guild is owned by the City Lord's Mansion, one of the three major forces in Sin City, and its scale and reputation are recognized as fair and just.

Time was like water, passing imperceptibly, it was already dark, Ling Tian put on a black cloak and came to a forest not far from the inn. In the thick woods, a black figure jumped forward on the thick branches.

In a clearing, the figure flickered, at this moment, Ling Tian was playing a set of fist techniques like fire and pure feelings, his right fist was in shape, his left fist was supplemented, and the posture of exchanging hands kept hitting the boulder in front of him, only to hear the sound of shattering constantly echoing among the trees. The two fists were one, turning the fists into palms, the hands were intertwined, and suddenly there was a kind of wind walking, and the surrounding dust and dead leaves were constantly blown apart, and he was constantly rotating with him as the center.

The fists rise and fall, and they blend together. The two completely different fist techniques became vivid and flexible in Ling Tian's hands, and this technique seemed to be innate, without any rustiness.

"Good, nice. When Ling Tian was sitting in place, Ye Lao, who was enjoying the tea on the side, heard a burst of admiration, only to see Ye Lao look at Ling Tian with an obscene smile on his face, and said:

"In just ten days, you have cultivated the "Tiger Fist" and "Falling Flower Palm" I taught to the perfection realm, and you can even refine the two different fist palm techniques to the point of combining rigidity and softness, and this kind of lethality is invincible between the same ranks. ”

Ling Tian looked at the old man blankly, nodded slightly, there seemed to be a slight sea of tears in his eyes, all these years, what he wanted to do most was to be able to step on the peak again, it can be seen that he has succeeded, and he is even stronger than before. With this flexible fusion move, Ling Tian was afraid that no one was his opponent at this stage of the same level.

"Hehe, it's not early, I won't let you practice today, take a rest, and get ready for a new day, Lao Tzu is sleepy and go back to rest first" Ye Lao flashed to Ling Tian's side, patted his head, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The silent night quietly walks through the sleeping world. After a deep sleep in the middle of the night, Ling Tian opened his eyes, got up from the bed and stretched his waist, shaking his arms, sitting cross-legged with his feet crossed, his hands pinching out the handprints of barren and remnant cultivation, and his eyes were closed. After cultivating for two hours, he opened his eyes when the aura around him was almost absorbed.

"According to the progress of this cultivation, there are almost ten days and half a month left before I can break through to the fifth-level aura. The dark eyes faded with golden light, and then faded into the depths of the eyes. He didn't notice all this happening, only Ye Lao, who was living in the mysterious mark on the back of his hand, noticed it, but he didn't make a sound, just kept thinking in his heart.

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The Mercenary Guild is located on the right side of Sin City, near the Spirit Beast Mountain Range. In order to earn spirit stones as soon as possible, Ling Tian, who didn't even eat breakfast, came to the door of the mercenary union early to see if there were any new tasks suitable for him.

Around the mercenary union, there are many large and small bulletin boards, on which are densely packed with information, and at this moment under these bulletin boards are already full of tens of thousands of monks, black and overwhelming, all the way to the end of the road. Such a magnificent scene is really worthy of the largest mercenary union in this crime city.

Huh? It's very strange, why are there only two people from the huge mercenary union standing on that bulletin board and watching, according to the information he knows, the tasks issued by the mercenary union are all graded, and the corresponding level will have people of the corresponding level to receive and participate. And the empty bulletin board with only a few people watching the mission?

Ling Tian walked over to the bulletin board and posted a white piece of paper on the bulletin board, on which the task was written with a black pen, and the task level was red. The task is to find three Thousand Snow Grass in the depths of the Spirit Beast Mountain Range, but the reward is rich, one thousand spirit stones and one Tsukidan.

Although the prizes are rich, if you have to find three thousand snow grasses in the depths of the periphery, doesn't it cost them their lives? Usually it is very difficult to survive in the periphery, and if you enter the forbidden area, you don't know how to die. Although it has the attraction of Tsukidan, almost no one dares to receive it.

At this time, Ling Tian called out to Ye Lao in his mind, although Ye Lao was living on the back of Ling Tian's hand, others had already helped Ling Tian in the Divine Sea.

"Old man, what kind of elixir is Tsukidan, and what can he do?"

"It's not big or small, call me Ye Lao! The so-called Zhuji Dan is to strengthen and consolidate your cultivation, so that you can increase a chance when you break through. Ye Lao's voice rang out in Ling Tian's mind.

"Okay, I've borrowed this mission for this Tsukidan!" muttered in his heart, when Ling Tian walked forward and was about to ask where the two of them were going to be on the mission.

"Haha? What, you're going to take on this task? You little fart kid doesn't dare to come to take on the task before he grows up, get out of here, don't bother Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill you if he's unhappy." The middle-aged man with a knife mark on his face said disdainfully with his back to Ling Tian.

For Ling Tian, a person who was different from ordinary people, hearing such a tone. has long ignored each other. The scar-faced man seemed to look down at Ling Tian, and said, "This mercenary union is not a place where you can come to breed cats and dogs, if you know each other, hurry up and get out of me." ”

At this time, I heard the low and evil voice of another man: "Zhao Si, it just so happens that there is a shortage of miscellaneous people in our team to arrest him back and make a move for us. ”

At this time, Ling Tian's face was stunned, and he turned to look at a weak man next to him, who looked obscene and held a fan in his hand. But seeing that the badge on his chest and the badge of this scar-faced person were engraved with the word Overlord, he suddenly couldn't help but say: "Overlord team.......? ”

When Ling Tian and Ling Tian spit out the word turtle in his mouth, Scarface and the weak scholar instantly punched Ling Tian. Fortunately, Ling Tian reacted quickly, and his fists were relatively resisted.

Hehe, are you turtle overlords all dogs with no quality education?

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked, and the people of the entire mercenary union were silent, this newcomer was really bold enough, and even the people of the overlord team dared to provoke.