Carrying the identifier from the interstellar to the world of immortal cultivation

Sui An took it out and looked at it. A few lines of words appeared on the dark green token.

"Sister Sui, please go to the Deacon Hall at the beginning of the evening to collect your mission artifact. If you are out now, please come back at the end of the evening three days later."

It was a notice from the Deacon's Hall. Sui An looked at the sky. Now... Sui An found that he still couldn't identify the time by the color of the sky.

"It's Shenzheng now, and there's still an hour until Youchu. From here to the Deacon Hall on the main peak, using the flying technique and the cloud bridge, it will only take a quarter of an hour. I can still practice for a while!"

Although he can no longer read Sui An's thoughts freely at any time, after more than two months of getting along, the man and the magic weapon have developed a tacit understanding. Sui Dong is very good at guessing Sui An's thoughts and is also good at finding the right time to show his role to Sui An.

Sui An practiced for another quarter of an hour, and then walked towards the Deacon Hall on the main peak.

Because she still had plenty of time, she didn't use the flying technique, but walked and looked around. In fact, although she had been in the sect for more than two months, she had been in seclusion for most of these two months and was quite unfamiliar with the various peaks, cloud bridges, and roads in the sect. If it weren't for the sect map on the Golden Spirit Order, she might have lost her way.

When she arrived at the Deacon's Hall, seven disciples had already arrived to participate in the mission of hunting the Mizhuo Beast. The sisters Shu Yeyu and Gu Xifeng and Gu Xiyue had not arrived yet. Sui An discovered that she actually knew two of the seven people.

In addition to the team leader Song Chunchi, there was also a female cultivator, Su Mengjue, who she had met at the Fengxielin Night Market that day, selling purple cloud cakes.

"Follow Junior Sister!" Song Chunchi greeted first.

Sui An stepped forward and called out "Senior Brother Song," then looked at Su Mengjue and said, "Senior Sister Su, your Rolling Cloud Cake is delicious."

Unfortunately, it is too expensive, so Sui'an is now penniless. Even if he sometimes feels greedy and wants to go to the night market again, he will not have the energy to go to the night market when he thinks of his empty storage bag. The only thing left in his mind is to practice hard and improve his cultivation so that he can earn spirit stones.

For Sui'an now, the so-called immortality and the pursuit of the great way are not in her plans. She just wants to make her life as good as possible.

"Xiao An'an, you can pick up your three-month allotment today!"

Sui Dong’s reminder came from the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Three months? Yes, today is the first of this month, so I can indeed receive three months."

During the previous two months, she was in seclusion and did not receive her allotment. She was not in a hurry to receive it because she wanted to wait until the third month to receive it. This way, she could control herself and not spend it in advance. After all, these six spirit stones had to be saved. When she went to Wanmang Forest next time, she couldn't really be without any spirit stones. Even if she didn't spend them, she had to keep some in reserve. It gave her a sense of security.

"Junior Sister Sui, Nuo, I made this yesterday. I had something to do last night and didn't go to the night market. I can't finish it all by myself, so please help me finish it!"

Su Mengjue handed over a wooden box.

Sui An knew the price of the purple cloud cake, so he didn't feel comfortable taking it for free.

"Senior Sister Su, what I said just now was just a compliment, I didn't ask you for it..."

"I know, but I just like hearing people praise the spiritual food I make. We'll be teammates in the future, so why be so polite now? If you gather or hunt ingredients that can be made into spiritual food in the Wanmang Forest, you can sell them to me first. Don't worry about the price, I won't let you suffer a loss."

As he said that, he pushed the wooden box forward again.

Sui An thought of the sweet and soft taste of the cloud cake, and looked at Su Mengjue with an expression that said, "If you don't accept it, don't you want to be friends with me?" Forget it, he has owed a lot of favors since he came here anyway. Too many lice don't itch, and too many debts don't worry.

On second thought, the fact that someone was willing to let her owe a favor was also because she was popular. Although until now, she didn't know how her unsociable personality made her popular.

"Senior Sister Su, didn't you go to the night market yesterday? I went looking for you for a long time, planning to buy a few more pieces of purple lily cloud cakes. We've been taking fasting pills for a long time, so we want to improve our meals. The spiritual food made by Senior Sister Su is our first choice when we want to improve our meals!"

Just as Sui An put the wooden box that Su Mengjue had forced in into his storage bag, the sisters Gu Xifeng and Gu Xiyue walked in together. Gu Xiyue greeted Su Mengjue with a smile.

"I have more here, do you want it?" Su Mengjue took out another wooden box from the storage bag.

Gu Xiyue smiled awkwardly and was about to speak when Gu Xifeng nodded repeatedly, "Of course I do. Thank you, Senior Sister Su!"

Gu Xifeng said as he handed the wooden box to Gu Xiyue beside him, "Xiyue, I'll keep this with you for now. I'll come to you for it when I want to eat."

"No, I'll leave it to you..."

"A total of eighteen spirit stones!"

Su Mengjue reached out to the Gu sisters.

Gu Xiyue was stunned, as if she didn't understand what Su Mengjue meant.

"Senior Sister Su, isn't this box of rolling cloud cakes a gift for us?" Gu Xifeng blurted out.

Su Mengjue raised his eyebrows, his face showing surprise, "Why should I... send you off?"

Gu Xifeng was also surprised, "But didn't you just send Junior Sister Sui off?"

"Who said that if I send Junior Sister Sui away, I must send you away?"

There is naturally no regulation on this, but Gu Xifeng took it for granted that it was.

"Senior Sister Su, these are eighteen spirit stones. My sister misunderstood just now." Gu Xiyue quickly took out the spirit stones and handed them to Su Mengjue.

Gu Xifeng stretched out her hand, as if wanting to stop it, but her sister glanced at her and she immediately stopped subconsciously.

Soon, all twelve monks arrived.

Zhang Shulin pulled out a storage bag. "Here are the twelve magical instruments provided by the Wang family. Each instrument is worth about the same, approximately 500 spirit stones each. If the mission is completed, these instruments will belong to you. If the mission fails, you can either return the instrument and receive the 200 spirit stones mission fee, or you can purchase the instrument yourself with another 300 spirit stones. In addition to the instruments, there are other supplies provided by the Wang family, which will be distributed by Deacon Wu later. These supplies do not need to be returned regardless of mission success or failure.

As for the specific requirements of the task, they will be displayed in your Golden Spirit Order later. If everyone agrees, you can seal and sign the contract.

There are still twenty-three days left before departure. Junior brothers and sisters, use these twenty-three days to practice the use of your magical instruments, ideally making them as easy as using your own arms. The stronger you are, the greater your chances of completing the mission. Everyone, please understand, this mission requires you to enter the Wanmang Forest. Although it's only on the outskirts, it's quite dangerous. While the reward is generous, the prerequisite is that you must return alive."

After Zhang Shulin finished his instructions, he waved his hand and twelve magical instruments were lined up on the table.

As soon as the magic weapon appeared, Sui An looked at it carefully.

Among these twelve people, some already have their own magic weapons. Now with one more magic weapon, they only have one more means of attack or defense, and their strength has been improved to a certain extent.

Sui'an is one of the few monks who does not have magical weapons, and he is the only monk who has never seen a magical weapon.

So she was curious!