Si Lei Zhenjun

It was already early the next morning when Wang Sanyuan returned. Seeing him come back, Chu Xing immediately stood up and approached him, asking anxiously:

"Sanyuan, is everything okay?"

"No." Wang Sanyuan said, as if he was trusting her.

"The kidnapped people have been rescued, and I even got credit for it."

"Didn't the Law Enforcement Hall doubt your source of information?" Chu Xing asked.

Wang Sanyuan smiled slyly and said, “When asked, I insisted that I didn’t know who gave me the note, and I thought it was a prank so I threw it away.

But my fear was genuine, so I reported the matter to the Law Enforcement Hall. In the end, they had no evidence, so the case was dropped."

Wang Sanyuan of Chu Xingchao gave a thumbs up. This good brother is easy to get along with. He will really help if there is any problem!

At this moment, Wang Sanyuan suddenly patted Chu Xing's shoulder, came over with a smug look on his face and said:

"Chu Xing, do you remember the Senior Sister Zhiqing I mentioned to you last time?"

Chu Xing frowned, he had some impression of her: "The one who gave me the spiritual herbs last time?"

Wang Sanyuan's face immediately showed excitement and anticipation, and he nodded repeatedly:

"Yes, I'm going to go on the sect mission with her today. She was the one who asked me to go."

Chu Xing was a little skeptical. This development seemed a little off. Could it be that she really liked grass? Had her good brother accidentally given her the right one?

Wang Sanyuan saw that Chu Xing's eyes were a little vague, and thought he was envious of him. He was about to say a few words of comfort, but he saw Chu Xing suddenly slap his forehead and said:

"I just remembered that I had an appointment with a senior sister to leave today."

"Haha, maybe we're still on the same team."

……

The sky is as blue as a gem, without a single cloud, and the sun shines on the earth, giving people a warm and comfortable feeling.

The breeze blew gently, bringing a fresh breath and a faint floral scent. The stone sword wrapped by countless chains looked even more mysterious and majestic under the sunlight.

The bluestone square in front of the Xuanjianya Mission Hall was crowded with people and very lively.

The disciples of the Yunxiao Sect were dressed in robes of various colors. Some were chatting in groups of three or five, while others were walking alone among the crowd as if looking for their team. From time to time, shouts were heard. In front of the square stood a towering and magnificent attic.

Two tall figures, one black and one white, flew over and found an open space to land. They were Chu Xing and Wang Sanyuan.

"The person I met didn't show up, how about you?"

The two of them looked around at the huge crowd, and Wang Sanyuan said to Chu Xing in a somewhat dejected manner.

"Mine doesn't have any either. Maybe we came too early. Let's find a place with fewer people and stay for a while." Chu Xing replied.

While the two were chatting, an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and two beautiful figures, one purple and one blue, finally arrived.

"Chu Xing, Junior Brother Wang, I didn't keep you waiting too long, did I?"

Yu Wanwan, wearing a purple long dress, walked up to the two of them hand in hand with a woman in a green dress, and spoke with a light smile.

Chu Xing and Wang Sanyuan smiled at each other.

"It seems you two have known each other for a long time. That's great, I don't need to introduce you to each other."

Yu Wanwan smiled sweetly, her eyes moving, a sly glint in her beautiful eyes, and then she gently pulled the woman in the green skirt next to her over.

"This is my junior sister Zhiqing, in the middle stage of the Golden Core stage!"

The woman in green skirt who was held by Yu Wanwan lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly, her cheeks slightly red, and she looked very shy.

She has a petite figure, skin as white as snow, and her eyes and eyebrows reveal the temperament of a beautiful girl from a small family. She is like a blooming green lotus, graceful and elegant.

Her shiny black hair falls on her shoulders like a waterfall, fluttering gently in the breeze and emitting a faint fragrance.

She was wearing a light blue long dress with a white belt around her waist, which made her look more graceful.

"No wonder Wang Sanyuan, that guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, can't stop thinking about her."

"This naive and innocent look makes her the perfect target for a pure-hearted young man like Wang Sanyuan."

Chu Xing complained silently in his heart, not noticing that Dai Bao had abandoned his shoulder and gone into Yu Wanwan's arms.

"I am Chu Xing, a disciple of Piaomiao Peak!"

Chu Xing politely clasped his fists and bowed, then introduced himself with a smile. He then turned to look at Yu Wanwan:

"Senior Sister Yu, are there only four of us?"

"No, there is another junior fellow from Izumo Gorge,"

Yu Wanwan glanced around and then pointed at a man with a stern face who was sitting alone in the corner of the square, lost in thought.

"Look, there it is!"

Zhiqing, who was originally listening quietly to Wang Sanyuan's words, suddenly smiled happily, picked up her skirt and trotted towards the cold man. The few people who stayed there had no choice but to move and follow her.

It was only then that Chu Xing realized that his good brother Wang Sanyuan was called to be his "wingman".

Zhiqing is obviously interested in the cold man, and her purpose in making an appointment with Wang Sanyuan is self-evident. I hope her good brother can give up as soon as possible!

"This is Junior Brother Li Qinghe, he has achieved the Golden Elixir Perfection." Yu Wanwan introduced.

"My name is Chu Xing, a disciple of Piaomiao Peak."

"I am Wang Sanyuan, a disciple of Xuanjianya."

Chu Xing and Wang Sanyuan also introduced their families, but Li Qinghe just nodded lightly and said "hmm".

"Now that everyone is here, I will tell you about this mission. In recent months, there have been a series of murders in Guiyun City, leaving only skeletons at the scene. There are hundreds of victims. The Guiyun City Immortal Patrol has determined that it was the work of demonic cultivators.

However, this demon cultivator is very cautious. The multiple searches by the Guiyun City Immortal Patrol Division have failed to catch him, but he has already sensed the situation and escaped. With no other options, we can only seek help from our Yunxiao Sect. This time, our mission is to kill this demon cultivator."

"The reward for completing the mission is 5,000 Spirit Stones and 100 Demon Exorcism Points. We'll discuss the specific distribution after the mission is completed. What do you think?"

Yu Wanwan said seriously.

The four of them shook their heads to indicate that they had no objection. Then Yu Wanwan took them to the fourth floor of the tall attic, found a wealthy middle-aged man, and registered the information of the four of them one by one.

After leaving the attic, the five people returned to the bluestone square.

Yu Wanwan raised her hand slightly, took out a small copper bird the size of a palm from her storage bag, and threw it into the air.

The bronze bird circled and rose into the wind, instantly turning into a lifelike bronze "fat" bird, about two meters tall and wide, and about three meters long.

"Guiyun City is 200 miles away from Yunxiao Sect. If we leave now, we can find an inn in the city to stay before dark. Come on up."

Yu Wanwan was the first to jump onto the bird's back and waved to the four people below. The four people followed closely and also jumped onto the bird's back.

"Hold on tight, we're about to leave,"

Yu Wanwan cast a spell towards the bronze "fat" bird below with her slender hands. The bronze wings of the "fat" bird slowly spread out, and then began to flap as it rose into the air:

"Although you will most likely not be fighting in battle this time, for safety's sake, you should each introduce your own cultivation and magic weapons. This way, if any unexpected events occur, you can better cooperate with each other."

Li Qinghe's face was expressionless as he spoke coldly, "Golden spiritual roots, Golden Core Perfection, and the magic weapon Qingfeng Sword."

Zhiqing stared at Li Qinghe intently and said softly, "Wood and Water Spiritual Roots, Middle Stage of Golden Core, Magical Weapon Jiao Teng Whip."

Wang Sanyuan scratched his head: "Earth Spirit Root, Early Golden Core Stage, Magic Gem Turtle Shield."

"The worst one has a top-grade spiritual root. Did I accidentally sneak into a team of geniuses?"

Chu Xing was a little happy at first. After all, the stronger the teammates, the safer they were. But then he felt a little embarrassed. The Yanshenzhu had not recognized its master, and he had no magic weapon. Moreover, even if the Yanshenzhu recognized its master, he couldn't tell anyone.

Seeing that the four people's eyes were focused on him, Chu Xing said with a stiff upper lip:

"Thunder Spiritual Root, early stage of Golden Core, no magic weapon."

Yu Wanwan frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Chu Xing, you can use magic weapons in the Golden Core Realm. Didn't your master prepare any for you?"

"Ahem... I just recently formed my elixir, maybe my master has forgotten!"

Chu Xing naturally knew that one could use magic weapons in the Jindan realm, but he only had 45,000 spirit stones, which was only enough to create or buy an ordinary magic weapon.

He was still thinking about making money from these spirit stones and didn't dare to spend them recklessly.

As for Master, let’s not mention him!