Chu Wei's body was light, and every time his feet touched the ground, he could float forward a distance of several feet.

He used the Wind Climbing Technique, operated his own cultivation, and with the help of the free aura in the air, he was able to slide with the qi and speed up his journey.

The Wind Climbing Technique cannot achieve flight in the true sense, and only after breaking through the Soul Casting Period and getting rid of the shackles of mortal bodies can one soar through the heavens and the earth and become a true monk.

It only took half a day for Chu Wei to come to the damp ditch, there are mountains, jungles, clouds and fog, I don't know how big it is, Chu Wei is standing in front of a ravine at this moment.

Chu Wei glanced at the dim deep valley, the fog inside it was thick, and occasionally all kinds of strange cries came out.

Chu Wei had the cultivation of casting spirits seven times at this moment, but he was not afraid, he spread his spiritual sense, and his body shook into the valley.

"Ah......h

Then, Chu Wei rushed out of the valley with a panicked face, and disappeared here without looking back.

Behind Chu Wei, a buzzing sound led the mist, and countless dense things flew out of the ravine, and on closer inspection, it turned out to be a black insect the size of a sparrow.

The insect had sharp mouthparts, fleshy wings on its back, and a rustling sound from its abdomen, chasing it in the direction of Chu Wei's escape.

Chu Wei ran out of twenty miles in one go, and only after making sure that the big black worm was not chasing after him did he stop his body and gasp for breath.

"The level of this mission is wrong, right?" Chu Wei's scalp was a little numb, but fortunately, he had already picked the grass in his hand and put it in the lock empty bag.

Chu Wei felt like he was being pitted, frowning and starting to look for it nearby, he also had a task to help Xu Xiaoxi pick up.

This task is simple for him, find cow feces bees, the so-called cow feces bees, which refer to the bee insects that only use the manure of green cows as a material when building a hive.

All Chu Wei needed to do was take down a nest of beehives and bring them back to complete the task.

The next morning.

Before Chu Wei returned to the mountain gate of the Ink Shadow Sect, yesterday his spiritual sense was dispersed, and he soon found a nest of cow bees, and the body protection spirit cover was opened, and the cow bees had no choice but to watch the nest being snatched away.

It took about twenty days for Chu Wei to go out to do the task this time.

When Chu Wei was about to step into the sect enchantment, a handsome woman appeared beside Chu Wei.

This woman was dressed in black brocade, holding a sword in her hand, her hair was a little red, and she was haunted by a touch of dust and coldness, and when she looked at Chu Xiao, her beautiful eyes were a little surprised.

"Are you a miscellaneous disciple?" The red-haired woman asked with some uncertainty, after all, Chu Wei was wearing the clothes of a miscellaneous disciple.

And when her spiritual sense swept over Chu Wei, she couldn't even see through Chu Wei's cultivation!

Hearing this, Chu Wei paused, smiled and turned his head, "Is there a problem?" ”

Chu Wei is now fearless, even if the other party is wearing the clothes of an outer disciple, Chu Wei does not show the slightest respect.

He had already observed the woman with his spiritual sense, and knew that this woman's cultivation was to cast spirits eight times.

The woman was stunned for a moment, retracted her gaze, and turned around and walked into the sect enchantment.

Chu Wei still smiled and walked in, and the woman and Chu Wei were going in the same direction, both in the direction of Bailian Building.

The deacon on the first floor of the Bailian Building was a fat man, with two mustaches that made him look like a secular landlord, with shiny hair coiled on the top of his head, half lying on a chair, leisurely, without the shadow of a monk.

"Outer disciple, Hu Ya, task level three, one fire beard fruit, trouble acceptance." The red-haired woman walked to the fat Taoist's table, took out a jade box, and said lightly.

"Identity tokens." The fat Taoist looked a little displeased, sat up lazily, took the jade box and checked it.

Hu Ya took out a token from her bosom and put it on the table with an expressionless face.

"The hour is just right, presumably the red-tailed python guarding the fire beard fruit has been killed by you, its inner pill is a big simple thing, and it is useless to your female doll." The fat Taoist said slowly, making an expression that you understand.

The disgust in Hu Ya's eyes was undisguised, and she wiped the lock on her waist, and a brocade box appeared in her hand and handed it to the fat Taoist.

"Sensible, this way will give you five more spirit points, a total of fifty-five spirit points." The fat Taoist smiled and inserted Hu Ya's identity token into a non-gold and non-wooden box next to him, and then his spiritual sense was dispersed, and the light of the box flashed, and Hu Ya's identity token had fifty-five more spirit points.

"It turns out that this is how the spirit points are given." Chu Wei had already come to the side, observing carefully, and was amazed in his heart.

Suddenly, he frowned, and said secretly: "We miscellaneous servants don't have identity tokens, how can he give me spiritual points?" ”

Hu Ya glanced at Chu Wei, Chu Wei nodded slightly at Hu Ya, but Hu Ya didn't respond, Chu Wei didn't care, and walked to the fat Taoist's table.

Chu Wei said respectfully to the fat Taoist: "The junior Chu Wei is a miscellaneous disciple, the task is the first level, cut three grasses, please accept the seniors." ”

"Huh? Strange ......" The fat Taoist stared straight at Chu Wei with his eyes full of surprise and puzzlement on his face.

Chu Wei was just a handyman, but he had completed this task, so he was surprised, puzzled because when his spiritual sense swept towards Chu Wei, he couldn't see Wei Xiao's cultivation clearly, it was very vague.

In the end, the fat Daoist could only attribute it to Chu Xiao's good luck, coupled with the disorder of the spiritual power in his body, his cultivation would be blurred, and it was normal for him to appear on the miscellaneous disciples.

However, Hu Ya, who was already about to leave, walked back again, frowned, and said to the fat Taoist: "Deacon Ma, the ditch was occupied by a group of horned corpse insects a year ago, and a named disciple died because of it, this task shouldn't be the first level!" ”

"Little girl, more is better than less, since the tasks have been completed, it doesn't matter if it's a first-level task, as a reward, this way will give this miscellaneous servant five spirit points." Deacon Ma's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was very cold.

"Humph!" Hu Ya snorted coldly and walked out of the Hundred Refining Building.

"How can it be that an outer disciple would dare to be so arrogant in front of this deacon." After Huya left, Deacon Ma slapped the table, and his fat face was extremely angry.

"One day I'll let you plant it in my hands, pretending to be high." Deacon Ma's eyes were cold and colorful, and he ignored Chu Wei on the side.

Chu Wei's expression remained unchanged, but a chill had risen in his heart towards Deacon Ma, not that he wanted to stand up for others, but that he was pitted by Deacon Ma.

Because the name of the publisher of the task of slashing grass is Ma Donglai, it is obviously Deacon Ma himself.

Whoever takes over the task will be cheated, and being able to do this kind of thing can only show that Ma Donglai is a despicable person with a thin nature.

And if it weren't for the fact that Chu Wei had already cast his spirit seven times, he wouldn't have been able to escape when he encountered that poisonous insect called the horned corpse worm.

Ma Donglai retracted his gaze, glanced at Chu Wei impatiently, and said, "Don't you have an identity token?" ”

"Nope."

"Engrave your name on it and drip it with blood." Ma Donglai took out a token belonging to the miscellaneous servants and handed it to Chu Wei.

Chu Wei took the token and looked at it, some of it seemed to be made of some kind of stone, very light, and then stretched out his two fingers, driving the spiritual power to engrave his name on the token, and finally dripped a drop of blood, which was absorbed by the token.

After doing everything, Chu Wei asked Ma Donglai, "And then?" ”

Ma Donglai raised his eyebrows and squinted at Chu Wei.

"What, then?"