Chapter 144: First Sight of the Thirteenth Floor Monk

The mountain behind the purple void gate, "the heart of the fire dwelling".

"Na'er, how did you think about the proposal to be a teacher last time?" An old-faced, silver-haired Taoist girl sat on the Taishi's chair, looking at a pink-clothed girl with a loving face. "You already know his character and qualifications clearly, so I don't think I will wronged you. ”

"Master, I'm ......" Suna stood in front of her with her head down, and still didn't say anything for a long time.

"Alas, idiot. There is not much longevity for the teacher, and it is also for your good to make a double cultivation appointment with Wanli. Do you really want to make your teacher regret for the rest of your life?" Dao Gu sighed, her heart full of displeasure.

"No, master, you misunderstood. Xiao Na had no such intention!" Suna bit her red lip lightly and looked at the old Taoist aunt with a worried expression. After hesitating for a while, she nodded sadly in her heart and said, "Okay, the disciple agreed." However, the double cultivation ceremony must wait for the disciples to successfully break through to the condensation stage. ”

"Okay! In this way, I can be relieved to be a teacher. The old Daogu suddenly turned her worries into joy. "Then you should go and cultivate, everything has already been prepared for you. ”

"Yes, master. The girl saluted, and turned and withdrew.

After the girl's figure disappeared completely, the old Dao Gu nodded slowly, and with a flip of her palm, she sacrificed a special thousand miles talisman.

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Returning to his stone room alone, Lin Quan didn't think much about it anymore and hurried to start cultivating again.

In the following period of time, in addition to carefully studying alchemy and puppet art every day, he also purchased a large number of live animals in several times, and not long ago, those blood-colored giant mosquitoes finally hatched, and Lin Quan had to prepare more blood food for them to enjoy. In addition, he also made several trips to the Scripture Pavilion, and after spending a lot of spirit stones, Lin Quan copied more than a dozen classics in one go. More than half of them are the most comprehensive and classic introductory classics of 'puppetry' and 'alchemy' copied under the guidance of Zhou Lao. The rest of them are the insect control experience and some immortal cultivation miscellaneous conversations that he specially found.

It would take two years to go to the puppet hall to be a disciple of the acolyte, and Lin Quan could take advantage of this time to study hard. Besides, the classics he got from Huangshi Ju were all the contents of the ancient monk period, and after research, Lin Quan found that many of them were not very applicable to the current immortal cultivation world. In order not to reveal flaws after going to the puppet hall, Lin Quan had to take advantage of this time to learn more about the general classics of the current immortal cultivation world.

Soon a month had passed, and a transmission note from the deacon's hall broke Lin Quan's meditation. After packing up all the things in the residence, Lin Quan went directly to the direction of the puppet hall with his sword.

"Purple Flame Mountain" is one of the most famous earth fire resource points in Zixumen. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, it is one of the most forbidden places in the core of the Purple Void Gate.

Sufficient earth fire resources are indispensable and valuable resources for immortal cultivators, especially for a super faction like the Purple Void Sect, the abundant earth fire resources are particularly important. Because the large amount of pills, magic weapons, etc. that are consumed every day in the entire sect are closely related to the earth fire resources. Like the "Purple Flame Palace", "Refining Hall", "Alchemy Hall" and the "Puppet Hall" that Lin Quan is coming to this time are all set up in the belly of this "Purple Flame Mountain".

The gate of the "Puppet Hall" is set up halfway up the mountainside on the east side of Ziyan Mountain, about 150 zhang high from the ground. After extremely strict inspection, Lin Quan finally came to the portal where the puppet hall was located.

However, when Lin Quan arrived, he found that eight Condensation Stage Monks of various ages had already arrived, and they silently found a place to sit and wait near the closed gate. With a slight sweep of his spiritual sense, Lin Quan was shocked to find that three of the eight monks had already reached the twelfth layer of cultivation of condensing qi, and the remaining five also had eleventh layer of cultivation.

"Junior brother Lin Quan has seen eight senior brothers. Presumably, the eight senior brothers also came after receiving the mission of the puppet hall, right?" Lin Quan took a few steps forward and bowed very politely.

He had already learned from Chief Manager Ma that there were only nine acolyte disciples recruited by the puppet hall this time. As a junior disciple who was the latest to enter and the lowest level of cultivation, Lin Quan felt that he should take the initiative to greet them, anyway, it was not strange to have many people. Besides, if nothing else, I will have to work with these eight people for the next two years, and it is always good to have one more friend.

"Senior Brother Lin is polite, contemptible Wu Huaiyuan, this time he is indeed here for the puppet hall mission. A middle-aged man with a dark face and a powerful look was the first to stand up and respond. This person was one of the three twelfth-level cultivators.

"Senior Brother Lin, look at how you were sent here at such a young age? Could it be that you have inadvertently offended a certain senior brother in the Deacon Palace?" The other thinner young monk was familiar with himself, and he had never seen Lin Quan before, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was very curious to ask about other people's affairs.

"Assignment? offended? What kind of situation is this? Didn't Chief Manager Ma say that the puppet hall attendant disciples are a good task with a fairly short supply?" Lin Quan was stunned for a moment, and his heart turned around several times but he couldn't react.

After being stunned for a while, he opened his mouth and said, "This senior brother, junior brother ......"

"Okay, okay, since Senior Brother Lin has something unspeakable, there is no need to be reluctant. Anyway, we are not all the same, Hou can fully understand. "When he saw Lin Quan's 'dilemma', this self-familiar Senior Brother Hou waved his hand very potily and made an expression of 'understanding you'. Then he muttered to himself with a sad face: "Alas, I really hope that this mission will not be as perverted as before, otherwise except for Senior Brother Wu and the two senior brothers Bao and Zhou, our brothers who are not strong will be offended." ”

After listening to Senior Brother Hou's words, except for the three senior brothers who had reached the twelfth layer, the other four eleventh layer monks also had gloomy faces. Although they just nodded to Lin Quan and didn't say a word, their eyes were full of sympathy when they looked at Lin Quan.

"Hou Kunlin, just say a few words. Senior Brother Wu glared at Senior Brother Hou with some dissatisfaction.

"Yes, Senior Brother Wu. Hou Kunlin immediately shrank his neck and sat back obediently.

"Why is everyone so unlucky? Is this not a puppet hall, or am I missing something?"

Lin Quan looked up uneasily at the top of the gate. The three big characters of "Puppet Hall" clearly show that he is not looking for the wrong place. But in that case, why did these eight senior brothers behave so strangely? Could it be that the task of eight hundred sect contribution points in two years could not satisfy their appetite? Or is there something wrong with it?

It stands to reason that this task was personally selected by Mr. Ma from many tasks after listening to his request, and he also paid a lot of money for it. Ma Zhiyuan, who has no grudges and no grudges against him, has no reason to frame himself at all. Thinking of this, Lin Quan suddenly felt a headache.

After carefully combing through the whole thing, Lin Quan understood what the problem was, it turned out that when he accepted this task, it was completely dictated by Ma Zhiyuan, and he had not seen the introduction of the task of the acolyte disciple with his own eyes. Yes, at that time, he thought that he had Suna to introduce him, and he also gave a good gift, and then he took it for granted that nothing would go wrong. Therefore, he has not seen the detailed description of the task at all except that he knows that he can get 800 contribution points in two years.

"It can't be that Ma Zhiyuan's old boy was pitted, right? If so, what will be the reason?"

"Senior Brother Hou, may I ask ......" Puzzled, Lin Quan could only find the Senior Brother Hou, who was a little familiar with himself, hoping to get some hints from his mouth.

At this moment, the door of the puppet hall "clanged" open, and a purple-clothed monk with a clear scar on the corner of his mouth appeared silently in front of everyone like a ghost. The spiritual power fluctuations emanating from his body were actually several points higher than those of Wu Huaiyuan and the other three Qi Condensation Twelve-Layer Senior Brothers. This discovery couldn't help but surprise everyone's hearts.

"The monk of the thirteenth layer of condensation!"

With just one glance, Lin Quan and the other eight had already come to a conclusion.