In a blink of an eye, Chang Ling was the only one left in the small courtyard.

Gu Siyu didn't use her to send it, as soon as he went out, there was already a figure wrapped in a black robe waiting for him outside the door.

"Chang Ling, goodbye. Gu Siyu said rather dryly.

Chang Ling raised his hand and waved it gently.

"Well, if, if I don't come back after three years, please tell Fu Ning, I will definitely go to her. ”

Chang Ling watched this black shadow wrap around Gu Siyu and disappeared in an instant.

We'll see you again.

She turned around and walked back, carefully cleaned Gu Siyu and Fu Ning's rooms, and then locked the two rooms.

She returned to her room in silence, closed her eyes and began to meditate.

It seems that only by falling into endless cultivation can we not be entangled in sadness.

This cultivation is more than half a year.

In the past half a year, Chang Ling's injuries have completely recovered, and his spiritual cultivation has also broken through to the middle grade of the Concentration Realm.

After she stabilized her cultivation, she was ready to go to the Immortal League to take on some tasks, and sharpening herself was also to earn some spirit stones.

Half a year has passed, and the residual heat of the Qingshan Academy that made Qingzhou boiling at that time has almost dissipated, and the winners have all entered Qingshan Academy to begin studying, and everyone else has their own lives.

Chang Ling walked on the street, facing this long-lost quietness, and felt a little stunned for a while.

Soon she walked to the place where the Immortal League issued the mission, and the monks inside were still in an endless stream.

Chang Ling waited for a while before walking to the front and looking at the bulletin board.

At the top of the bulletin board, there are three large golden characters.

'Demon Order'.

Chang Ling leaned in a little closer, reading carefully.

In recent years, more and more Youzhou and Erzhou demon cultivators have crossed the immeasurable sea to the eleven states under the jurisdiction of the righteous path, killing many mortals and small families of cultivating immortals.

Led by the Nine Great Sects, a number of immortal cultivators assisted in promulgating the Demon Punishment Decree.

Any monk of any status can apply.

Take the waterway through the Infinite Sea to bypass Lingzhou, and go straight to the land of Youzhou, this time the Demon Punishment Operation, the Nine Great Sects and the major immortal cultivation families, came up with rich rewards.

Kill a Demon Cultivator of the Condensing Realm and receive a reward of a medium-grade spirit stone.

Killing a Demon Cultivator of the Jindan Realm can obtain five high-grade spirit stones.

As for the demon cultivators who killed the Yuan Infant Realm, it was even more sky-high.

Qingzhou will also send a team of demon scheming personnel to set off from here to Youzhou.

Chang Ling was a little moved.

Not because of the expensive bounty, but because it can punish the devil.

Kill these people who have brought countless blood and pain to the mainland, appearing in the midst of appalling news and the nightmares of countless monks.

"Hey, there won't really be anyone going here to punish demons, right?" a big man with a tiger's back looked at Chang Ling, who was looking up carefully, and kindly reminded.

"The devil of Youzhou, that is ruthless and cruel, but it is far from being comparable to these little demons in Lingzhou, and the disciples of the big family of the Great Family of the Great Family of the Great Sect of the People's Republic of China have family elders to follow behind to protect their safety, and there are also people who go together, we can't do it. ”

"This fellow Daoist looks young, don't be tempted by these spirit stones, life is the most important thing, as long as you live a long time, there will always be spirit stones. ”

Chang Ling turned around and smiled at this person, then gently took off the task token beside the Demon Killing Order, turned around and walked in to prepare to register.

The big man who stayed in place was stunned, and said in a daze: "It's not the name I persuaded her to report, right?"

This is the first person in the Immortal League branch in this area of Qingzhou to take over the task of slaying demons.

A group of people looked at Chang Ling from afar, pointing and whispering something from time to time.

After the person in charge of statistics helped Chang Ling register, he recorded her information, and suddenly patted his head and raised his head and looked at Chang Ling with a pair of bright eyes: "I remember you! You won the entrance examination of Qingshan Academy!

This beautiful girl didn't seem to be any different from half a year ago, and no one knew how strong her thin body could burst out.

Chang Ling nodded lightly, a drop of blood dripped into the token in front of her, and she got the golden Demon Punishment Order, which was different from other task cards in Qingzhou.

Behind the golden token, her name has been generated.

The word 'Chang Ling' of the dragon flying and phoenix dance is also shining with golden light.

Chang Ling took a deep breath and left here with everyone's regretful or puzzled eyes.

The operation officially began three months ago, and Qingzhou's ship will sail to Youzhou in a month's time, and it is said that there are very few monks who have signed up now.

In fact, there is not a lot of impulsiveness in making such a decision.

From the previous reading in the Canglan Sword Sect in the book about Youzhou and Luzhou, where there is no grass for thousands of miles in the red land, and when she read about the heinous crimes committed by demon cultivators on the continent since ancient times, she thought that one day, she could also use a sword to all the demons and truly protect the common people in the world.

As the big man said, as a casual cultivator, she is not like the disciples of the big sects and big families, there are people who form teams and have elders to protect her, but she at least has Ah Bi by her side.

The Nine Great Sects took the lead in doing this, naturally not to send the disciples of their own sect to death, presumably the current Youzhou will also be based on the strongholds of the righteous path, and there are always some areas that they can break through.

Letting her kill demon beasts at will in Qingzhou to obtain cultivation promotion and cultivation resources is really a bit against her true intention.

And when the tip of her sword is pointed at the evil demon, there will be no more such hidden dangers.

Anyway, going to Youzhou is the best choice for her now.

Now that he has made a decision, Chang Ling is no longer ready to think about it, but has to make some preparations for this operation.

As for magic weapons, she gained so much in the corpse secret realm last time, and she didn't lack anything of all kinds of magic weapons, but she had to send the soft armor for repair first.

Chang Ling was the first to walk into the Treasure Pavilion, and she couldn't see the figure of the partner she was once familiar with.

The strange man ushered her into the second floor, and the dignified-looking refining master carefully examined the soft armor, letting out a few exclamations from time to time, and finally shook his head gently.

Subsequently, Chang Ling went to a lot of places, whether it was the shops directly under the Xianmeng or other family sects in Qingzhou, after seeing the soft armor, they all said that there was no way.

At last she was walking down the street with her head downcast, when suddenly she was tapped on the shoulder, and she turned back sharply to meet her smiling eyes.

"I've seen my seniors. Chang Ling hurriedly bent down and saluted.

Yan Tianhe waved his hand and quipped: "I haven't seen you for a long time, you have been quite arrogant all the way, now I am afraid that the whole Qingzhou knows that there is such a monk who has a spiritual treasure to be repaired everywhere, even if there are some broken spiritual treasures, it is also a spiritual treasure." ”

Chang Ling said with a smile: "More seniors care, juniors have already received the demon order, I'm afraid I will leave Qingzhou soon, if anyone has any intentions for my Lingbao, Youzhou is a good place to start." ”

Yan Tianhe raised his eyebrows, chuckled and said: "It's really a hero out of a young man, when I'm your age, I don't dare to go to Youzhou, oh, Lingbao will show me." ”

Chang Ling stretched out his hand and handed the soft armor over.

Yan Tian and Tsai looked at it carefully.

"This spirit treasure is still a grade that I can't touch at the moment, this refining process...... But I'm afraid that few people in Qingzhou can fix this thing, so why don't you sell it?" he asked with a smile.

Chang Ling opened his mouth and said: "I'm sorry senior, the junior has no intention of selling, but the senior said that few people can fix it?"

Yan Tianhe smiled, approached Chang Ling a few points, and said: "Go to the black market, there is a madman in it, he should like this thing of you, it's always right to try your luck." ”

After saying this, Yan Tianhe threw the soft armor into his arms, turned around and walked away.

Chang Ling stood there alone, confused and stunned for a long time.

She wasn't much disappointed, the spirit treasure refined by the Star Rail, whether it was the material or the refining technique, the monks in Qingzhou should not know much about it, so many shops have come down, and her words have become her only hope.

Since Yan Tanhe said so, she can only try her luck.

After all, such a soft armor against the sky, I don't know if she can meet it again in this life.

Still like last time, Chang Ling wore a mask and walked into the black market.

It's still as oppressive and noisy as ever.

There is only one madman in the black market.

Unlike the other figures hidden under masks and black robes, the man was dressed in bright green clothes, and ran quickly up and down the street, occasionally smiling at a passing monk, and then running forward.

It seems to never tire and never stop.

Chang Ling took advantage of the fact that he ran to the end of the street and walked over quickly, dragging him hard and dragging him to a corner where no one was around.

This person's strength turned out to be surprisingly great, Chang Ling pasted a talisman to it, and he stopped struggling, and a pair of cloudy eyes were still staring around.

Chang Ling sighed softly, took out the soft armor from the storage artifact, and handed it to him.

The man's gaze was finally focused on the soft armor, and his gaze stayed on the soft armor, and his cloudy godless eyes brightened in an instant.

There was a faint sound in his throat, and a pair of eyes were fixed on the soft armor.

He struggled even more violently, and the talismans on his body were a bit of a posture that wanted to be thrown off by him.

Chang Ling raised his hand and tore off the talisman at once.

He hurriedly pulled the soft armor from Chang Ling's hand, lowered his head and looked back and forth carefully.

"How did you cause such a frontal injury?"

"It's because ...... fight with others," Chang Ling said.

"No, no, this material is not cold iron, so you can't hit it like this. ”

"So what is it?"

Only then did she realize that this person was not talking to herself at all, so she simply stood aside with her shoulders crossed, watching this person turn over and over and look at the soft armor and babble something by the way.

After a long while, he looked up at Chang Ling and said, "I want silver liquid iron, green steel ......."

As he spoke, he took Chang Ling and walked towards the dead corner behind him.

At the end of the road, he suddenly bent down, and he didn't know what he had lifted from the ground, and suddenly dust flew around him.

After the dust cleared, Chang Ling saw an entrance to the underground.

Chang Ling followed him down little by little, the temperature dropped a few points, and it was indeed unexpectedly bright inside.

I don't know where the faint light came from.

Walking indoors, there was a messy and dusty collection of weapons, with knives without blades and swords with no sharp points, stacked haphazardly.

In the middle of the room, there is a copper furnace a man high, covered with purple and gold lines.

The man suddenly turned his head to Chang Ling, who was looking around, and said viciously, "What are you still looking at here? Didn't I give you all the list? Why don't you go buy materials quickly?"

Chang Ling came back to his senses fiercely, watched the man directly throw the soft armor into the copper furnace, gritted his teeth and turned around and walked out.

The list of materials required by the man was not very common, but it was still possible to pay a lot of money on the black market.

A large number of spirit stones were spent, and Chang Ling barely met the man's request, and hurriedly walked back to the basement.

Walking in again, I don't know if it is the effect of the central copper furnace running, the temperature in the room has increased a lot, and the person around the copper furnace is already sweating profusely.

Chang Ling silently put the materials in front of him, he didn't say anything, all kinds of materials were thrown into the copper furnace, and a pair of eyes didn't want to miss the slightest change in the copper furnace, and there was no afterglow for Chang Ling.

This was the first time Chang Ling had looked at the cultivator's refining weapon, and she had looked at it carefully.

The surface of the soft armor seemed to have been melted by the heat of the copper furnace, and the part that had been punctured was filled with the melted surface material, mixed with the silvery-white viscous liquid that the man had just thrown in............

It didn't take long for the man to stop what he was doing, put the lid of the copper furnace on it, and sat casually on the ground with his shoulders crossed.

"Where did you get this soft armor?" he asked.

"It was given to me by a senior. Chang Ling pondered for a while and said.

He glanced at Chang Ling, and said angrily: "So many people say that they are my seniors, why didn't anyone give me this thing." ”

"By the way, if you still have broken magic weapons in the future, come to me quickly, this can't be delayed. His voice dropped a little.

Chang Ling didn't go into the details of the reason here, if he could repair the magic weapon, it wouldn't be a bad thing to give it to him.

He sneered, raised his hand and pointed to his head, and said rather self-deprecatingly, "Here, I have refined it." ”

"I don't understand why the human race has the most fragile body, the most modest talent, I want to refine the 'perfect person', so I started to practice, but failed. With my previous obsession, only a magic weapon that was enough to make my heart curious could restore me to a moment of sobriety. ”

Why does the refiner never let go of his body in the end...... Chang Ling silently complained in his heart.

She suddenly had a flash of inspiration and asked, "I don't know what kind of cultivation your predecessor is this year?" ”

She couldn't see through the fluctuations in this person's spiritual power.