Lin San frowned: "Taiyi Golden Crystal and Jiaolong Skin are the rarest things in the world, especially Jiaolong Skin, which is even more difficult to obtain. After pondering for a moment, Lin San smiled bitterly: "It seems that it is very difficult to refine this Jin Ge Fu successfully, and it took so many spirit stones in vain." ”

"Stepping on the ......" There was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door.

Lin San quickly put away the jade piece, stood up and opened the door.

Pan Changhe stood outside the door with a smile.

"What are you doing?" For Pan Changhe, Lin San really didn't have much affection.

"I'm here to ask Lin Daoyou to discuss things. Pan Changhe smiled.

"Discuss things?" Lin San was stunned.

"It's getting late, let's go. After speaking, Pan Changhe walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

Lin San hesitated for a moment, then raised his heel.

About a stick of incense, Pan Changhe led Lin San to a three-story attic, and a plaque "Shunfeng Building" was hung on the attic.

There were seven or eight people sitting in the hall of Shunfeng Building, all of whom were cultivated in the Jindan period, and one of them was still a cultivator in the late Jindan period.

"Sorry friends, I'm late. As soon as Pan Changhe walked into the hall, he clenched his fists and began to apologize.

"Did anyone bring it?" the old woman of the Jin Dan period glanced at Pan Changhe.

"Brought. Pan Changhe flashed, revealing Lin San who was following behind him.

The old woman glanced at Lin San a few times and nodded: "Go and sit down on the side." ”

Lin San didn't say anything, walked to the opposite side and pulled out a chair and went down.

Pan Changhe sat next to the old woman and drank the teacup slowly.

The old woman looked around the hall: "Let me introduce myself first, my name is Wang Caiying, I am the eldest disciple of the city lord, this time I summoned you here to assign you a task." ”

After listening to the old woman's words, Lin San sighed in his heart and said secretly: It's finally time to send a mission.

"This mission is very simple, I want you to go and pick something for Fengyun City. The old woman continued.

"What is it?" asked a man dressed as a scholar.

"It's a medicinal herb. The old woman didn't hide it, and said it directly.

"Where are you going to let us pick herbs?" the scholar-like man continued.

The old woman smiled slightly: "Wild land." ”

"What!!!" The scholar-like man stood up directly from his chair: "The wild land is full of fierce beasts, the environment is harsh, you let us go to the wild land to pick medicine, isn't it equivalent to letting me die!"

The old woman's face sank: "Please pay attention to the tone of your voice, yes, the wild land is very dangerous, but as long as you are careful, there will be no danger to your life." ”

"You say it nicely!" The scholar-like man snorted coldly: "Since there is no danger to your life, why don't you go to the wild land to pick herbs!"

"Why, you don't want to go!" said the old woman in a cold voice.

"I don't want to die yet, I'm sorry, I still have something to do, I'm out of company!" After speaking, the scholar-like man turned around and walked towards the door.

"I advise you not to go out of this gate, otherwise the consequences will be serious. The old woman said coldly.

"Scare me, I won't eat this!" The scholar-like man didn't take the old woman's words to heart at all, and walked out of the door on his own.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in the old woman's eyes.

"Ahh

Originally, there were still a few people who wanted to get up and leave, but after seeing the miserable end of the man who looked like a scholar, several people suddenly became honest.

"Who else wants to leave?!" the old woman stared directly at the few Jindan stage immortal cultivators sitting opposite.

No one spoke.

"Let me make it clear to you, this mission, you must accept it, complete it, Fengyun City will return your freedom, and give you a large amount of rich rewards, if you have any opinions, you can put them forward now. The old woman waved her hand and said domineeringly.

Several immortal cultivators in the Jindan stage, you look at me, I look at you, their expressions are a little ugly.

"If you have no opinion, then I will declare ......," said the old woman slowly.

"Wait, I have something to say. Lin San stood up suddenly.

Pan Changhe, who was sitting on the side drinking tea, frowned suddenly, glanced at Lin San, opened his mouth, and seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he didn't know what was going on, and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

The old woman nodded at Lin San: "What do you want to say?"

Lin San took a breath: "I want to ask, you said that there will be a large reward for completing the task, is it true?"

"With my identity, is it necessary to lie to you?" the old woman's face was obviously displeased.

"Then I'll ask again, what if our mission fails?" Lin San asked as he carefully observed the change in the old woman's expression.

"You won't fail. The old woman didn't think about it and said, "You can't fail either!"

Lin San smiled: "The so-called unpredictable circumstances in the sky, what if something happens at that time?"

"What the hell do you want to say, just say it all happily!" the old woman frowned.

"The risk of the Savage Land, I think everyone here should be clear, this time we helped Wind Pool City to go to the Wild Land to pick medicinal herbs, but we risked nine deaths, so ......" Speaking of this, Lin San deliberately paused, and then continued: "So I think Wind Pool City should give us some compensation. ”

"Compensation?" the old woman was stunned, she had been in Wind Pool City for hundreds of years, and no one had ever dared to ask her for compensation in person.

Lin San nodded: "Yes, give us compensation, and it is a generous compensation, fellow Daoists, what do you think?" In the last sentence, Lin San said to the few Jindan Stage Immortal cultivators sitting beside him.

Several Jindan stage immortal cultivators came back to their senses, hurriedly stood up, and agreed with Lin San's point of view, if we want to give our lives to Wind Pool City, we must give a generous compensation.

The old woman turned her head to look at Pan Changhe beside her: "Pan Daoyou, how do you think this matter should be handled?"

Pan Changhe smiled: "I'm just a small messenger, and I don't have the right to express my opinions. After speaking, he lowered his head and continued to taste the tea in his hand, no longer looking at the old woman.

The old woman was angry at Pan Changhe's shirking of responsibility, but in front of so many people, it was not easy to attack.

Pan Changhe drank tea slowly, and said slowly in his heart: Old woman, you want me to help you carry the black pot, but there is no door!

The old woman pondered for a moment and looked up at Lin San: "What compensation do you want?"

Lin San moved the corners of his mouth: "I don't have specific conditions, as long as you can make us feel satisfied." "What Lin San said is very interesting, there are no specific conditions, but Fengchi City can't fool us casually, at least it has to make us feel satisfied.