"Shameless demons, turning into human forms, deceiving the world!" Immortal Master Ge ignored his pleas and stretched out his hand to point at him. A white light flashed on the man's body, and the man's image immediately disappeared, turning into a man covered in black hair. A terrifying monster with fangs and claws.

Many onlookers and miscellaneous boys were amazed that this monster was indeed transformed.

"When the disciple is properly interrogated, he must reveal the whereabouts of the fifth monster. The whip-wielding disciple bowed again.

"No need! This kind of demon who can't wait for the stream, just kill as many as you want!" Immortal Ge's tone was full of pride, and his two hands made a strange posture, and he shouted softly: "Firebird, burn!"

I saw a palm-sized red firebird suddenly fly out of his palm and pounce straight towards the man, very fast. In an instant, it crashed into the monster, and with a "boom!", a raging flame suddenly ignited on the monster's body, and a small firebird exploded into a large fireball, engulfing the monster.

The monster struggled and screamed in the flames, and the surrounding disciples and teenagers shouted loudly, "Burn him!" "Burn this monster!"

In this world, the cultivation realm is the right path, and all monsters and demon cultivators are regarded as demons. Good and evil are extremely opposed, and they will kill each other as soon as they meet. Demons and evil people have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, although these teenagers are young, they also have the desire to eliminate demons and uphold justice.

Zeng Wei also raised his fist and shouted a few times, and suddenly turned around and saw Wang Yicheng's face a little pale, and asked in surprise: "Yicheng, what's wrong with you? Why did your face suddenly turn pale?"

Wang Yicheng squeezed out a smile on his face, and said with some embarrassment: "Maybe I'm hungry!"

Back in a large house in the village of miscellaneous servants, Zeng Wei and Wang Yicheng each carried a bowl of steaming noodles. The boys eat in this big house, and the noodles are filled with straw mushrooms and minced meat, which is fragrant. The hall was filled with the sound of noodles eating and the sound of satisfying inhalation. These miscellaneous boys are all from mortal peasant families, and although the miscellaneous labor is hard, the pay is good, and it is much better than doing farm work at home.

Zeng Wei said while eating, "Yicheng, the mountain gate will recruit new disciples next month, let's also test our qualifications, maybe we can also embark on the path of cultivating immortals!"

"How can it be so easy!" Wang Yicheng shook his head, "Only one person in a thousand people can have cultivation qualifications. ”

"Don't be discouraged, maybe there's a chance!" Zeng Wei said with a honest smile: "I've signed you up." After speaking, he took out a bamboo piece with Wang Yicheng's name written on it and handed it over.

Wang Yicheng couldn't bear to refuse his friend's kindness, and reached out to take the bamboo chip. However, in his heart, he was thinking about how to complete the task of the snake demon.

What should I do? Wang Yicheng's many years of experience as an agent also found it very tricky. The guards of the Immortal Medicine Pavilion are very tight, and he has been responsible for cleaning the courtyard of the Immortal Medicine Pavilion, but there has never been a chance to enter. The first four companions all missed, they either forced their way in, or they were deceived, and even used the method of digging tunnels, but all of them failed. Thinking of the monster he saw burned to death today, Wang Yicheng couldn't help but shudder. He wasn't afraid of death, but he didn't want to have a chance to cross over, so he died in a daze.

After lunch, the wind and moon suddenly changed, and the weather gradually became gloomy.

The work of the handymen is very busy, and they are responsible for eating, drinking, and cleaning the thousands of people in the entire sect. After an afternoon of hard work, Mr. Wang turned down a request from several teenagers to play together and returned to his room.

Looking at the dripping raindrops and the gloomy sky, Wang Yicheng slowly made up his mind that it would be tonight.

Wang Yicheng sat cross-legged on the bed and began to adjust his breath. In his previous life, he was a master of martial arts both inside and outside. This method of regulating internal breath is different from the cultivation of the truth in this world, one is qigong martial arts, and the other is the cultivation of true yuan. In this world, there is no such internal qigong.

After adjusting his internal breath, Wang Yicheng did a hundred push-ups on the ground, and then practiced a set of boxing techniques. This is a small grappling technique he learned in the army, mainly in hand-to-hand combat.

Wang Yicheng felt that the basic qualities of this body's strength and agility were no longer lost to his body in his previous life, you must know that his body in his previous life had been trained for decades.

After a set of punches, Wang Yicheng's forehead sweated slightly, and his whole body was completely excited. This kind of adjustment is what Wang Yicheng had to do before performing major tasks in his previous life, and he can adjust his body to the best state.

Outside, the wind and rain intensified, the branches of the trees swayed, and the rain poured down. Dark clouds obscured the moonlight, and the night was pitch black as if it had not melted into thick ink.

Wang Yicheng felt that the time was almost up, and he pulled out a wooden box from under the bed, and the contents of the wooden box were all the items he had prepared for this operation in the past year, and almost the entire box was filled.

Careful preparation, courage, experience, and a modicum of luck are necessary for an agent to succeed.

The first item in the box was a night suit, Wang Yicheng took off his robe and put on this black tight clothes. The cloak and hat were one, covering the entire head and face, leaving only a pair of sparkling eyes. The material of the clothes is carefully chosen by him, soft and elastic, and does not get wet from the rain.

Wang Yicheng took out a steel claw from the box again, threw it out casually, and in the dark room, it still accurately hooked a corner of the table. With a flick of the long rope in his hand, the steel claw retracted into his hand again.

Four daggers, two in the waist and two in the calf. In addition, there are more than ten kinds of things such as steel wire, **, matches, oilcloth and so on. Everything was very small and delicate, and everything cost him a lot of thought.

Thinking that when he was on a mission in his previous life, all the tools were provided by the organization, and he didn't have to bother a little bit about himself, Wang Yicheng couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic for his previous life. Especially those comrades-in-arms who can deliver their lives, there is only one person in this world.

Wang Yicheng took one last look at the hourglass, and it was already late at night. He slumped into the dark rainy night like a ghost.

Wang Yicheng was already very familiar with the environment around the Immortal Medicine Pavilion, familiar with every grass and tree, and even where every stone on the ground was.

In the dark and rainy night, Wang Yicheng was like a ghost, going around under the wall behind the Immortal Medicine Pavilion, lying in the corner, and the heavy rain poured on Wang Yicheng, but he always squatted motionless in the dark. Patience is also one of the essential qualities of a lurker, and in the previous mission, the environment was much harsher than this, and Wang Yicheng endured it.

In the midst of the storm, there was a sudden sound of clattering thunder, and at this moment, Wang Yicheng's steel claws suddenly struck out and grabbed a wooden rafter on the eaves. Like a spider, it curled up under the eaves as the rope ascended. The two guards standing on the roof of the house did not notice it at all.

More than an hour later, the rain was still strong. There was a slight sound of footsteps at the top of the main hall. Wang Yicheng's whole body immediately tensed, this is the guard disciple is about to change shifts. The whole process lasted three minutes, and there was no one on the top of the main hall, which was summed up by his many observations. Within these three minutes, he had to break the tile roof of the main hall and restore it to its original state so that it would not be discovered by later disciples.

Wang Yicheng flew to the top of the main hall like a civet cat without making a sound. Two strangely shaped iron objects appeared on his hands at the same time, which he also used to break the roof tiles of the main hall. The whole process only took two and a half minutes, and he had already tried it many times.

The heavy rain fell like a torrent, hitting the roof tiles and making a rattling sound, just to drown out the sound of Wang Yicheng breaking the tiles. The rain slid down Wang's cheeks, creating a stream of water on his chin. However, it did not affect Wang Yicheng's movements at all, his face was expressionless, his hands moved quickly, and the two iron tools kept changing and rotating in his hands, digging the roof layer by layer.

However, Wang Yicheng's eyes showed a trace of anxiety, the roof of the Immortal Medicine Pavilion was stronger than he imagined, and he was afraid that it would not be able to be dug up within three minutes.

The voice of talking in the courtyard came faintly along the wind and rain, it was the handover of the guard disciples, and they were about to come up.

The three-minute time has come, and Wang Yicheng has not finished yet. However, thankfully, the two handover disciples did not come up on time, and it took more than a minute to jump onto the roof of the main hall. After all, no one wants to suffer in the heavy rain, and every minute of friction is a minute.

However, this minute saved Wang Yicheng's life. When the two disciples came up, Wang Yicheng had already dug up the roof, jumped into the main hall, and restored the roof to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

The hall was silent, and you could hear your own heartbeat. The heavy rain fell on the rooftops with a faint rustling sound, as if coming from another world. A refreshing aroma of herbs permeated the main hall. Wang Yicheng stood on the beam of the main hall and observed for a while, only to see rows of cabinets neatly arranged like bookshelves in the library, and precious fairy herbs and immortal medicines were stored in these cabinets. Any plant you can take out and put in the market may sell for a very high price.

The location of the dragon scale grass, Wang Yicheng had already inquired about it. He grabbed his steel claws on the beams of the main hall and, with a slight swing, landed in front of a cabinet. There was no sound when it landed, and it was as light as a falling blade of grass.

"Dragon Scale Grass!" Wang Yicheng's eyes lit up, and three purple grasses were placed side by side in a brocade box in the cabinet. The grass is curvy and has many tiny scales on the surface that glisten in the dark. At first glance, it doesn't look like a plant, but rather a small green snake.

This is exactly the same as the description of the Golden Dragon King, it seems that these three little grasses are his own target.

Wang Yicheng reached out to take the brocade box, and just touched the box, and suddenly the whole cabinet shone slightly.

Wang Yicheng was shocked in his heart, he had been in the Nantian Sect for more than a year, although he was only a handyman, he had also seen many strange and bizarre spells of cultivators in this world, which were comparable to high-tech items on the earth.