Chapter 20: 20
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Zhang Yi's eyes flickered, and the direction of his efforts for a period of time was set.
First, purify the true yuan.
Second: improve the proficiency of flame knife technique.
Third: practice wooden martial arts
After these three plans are completed, should we be able to pass the seventh round of test? Zhang Yi is a little uncertain, but this is the plan to improve his strength in the shortest time he can think of.
After the plan is completed, the following is to work around the plan.
After saying goodbye to the family, Zhang Yi returned to zongmen and went straight to the task hall.
Yes, Zhang Yi wants to earn the spirit stone by doing the task. After all, whether it's cultivating the wood skill or the flame knife skill, it takes a little practice to improve his proficiency.
And the cultivation point is equal to the spirit stone.
After a year of honing in the beast arena, although Zhang Yi still maintained the core belief of steady development, he was also bold.
Low key development is by no means a blind retreat, but a decisive move on the premise of accurately controlling your strength.
Moreover, with Zhang Yi's current strength, in the fire country, as long as he is not a local expert, he is sure to retreat.
.....
After becoming an inner disciple, Zhang Yi also received some tasks specified by the sect, so he is also very familiar with various processes of receiving tasks.
Zhang Yi enters the task hall, comes to the task wall and looks up.
On the wall, there is a paper with various tasks written on it. Once it is torn off, it represents taking the task.
"Prefecture level task: investigate the causes of forest silence."
"Yellow task: 100 kg of iron ore."
"Yellow level" mission: Level 1 monster inner pill × 10。”
"Xuan level task: kill the thief flying rat."
"Xuan level task: kill the monster star moon tiger."
"Prefecture level mission: destroy the bloody evil sect."
Generally speaking, Huang level tasks correspond to external disciples, Xuan level tasks correspond to internal disciples, and prefecture level tasks can only be completed by core disciples.
Zhang Yi looked and made a decision.
"I'm going to take this task." walking to the counter, Zhang Yi handed the torn paper to the other party.
"OK, take out your ID token and I'll register it."
The moment Zhang Yi handed over the identity token, the other party was obviously stunned, "Er, this disciple, this is a prefecture level task, which is extremely dangerous."
"I know." Zhang Yi nodded.
"Prefecture level tasks are very dangerous and difficult. Generally speaking, core disciples can complete them." the man thought Zhang Yi might not understand the situation of the task, and then reminded him.
"I know." Zhang Yi then nodded.
"OK." the man saw that Zhang Yi was so stubborn and stopped persuading, so he helped Zhang Yi register.
"This task is limited to three months. If it is overdue, it will be counted as task failure and 1000 contribution points will be deducted."
Zhang Yi nodded and left.
Only core disciples can complete it?
Zhang Yi, who has the power of artistic conception, is now enough to kill the core disciples. Naturally, he doesn't care at all.
The only thing to worry about is that the artistic conception of wood is not strong and may let the other party run away.
Five days later, at dusk, at the foot of graystone mountain, a young man wearing a black suit appeared on the path.
He walked slowly and swaggered up the mountain with a sword in his hand.
It's an undisguised gesture. I'll kill you.
"Who!" the mountain bandits guarding the pass soon found Zhang Yi. After a loud roar, more than ten people rushed out.
These people hold machetes in their hands and look ferocious. They are all those who lick blood at the tip of the knife.
"Xuesha sect was founded by the traitor Han Fang of Jiyin sect a year ago."
Facing the heavily armed mountain bandits, Zhang Yi walked by himself as if he saw the other party as nothing.
While walking, Zhang Yi also spoke about the evil deeds of the grey Sha Gang.
"In this year, he robbed the firm three times, killed 14 innocent people passing by, and looted a village, resulting in more than 20 casualties."
"Such evil deeds should be repented by death."
"It's a hard stubble. Inform the sect leader quickly." a small mountain thief said to the people behind him.
Zhang Yi smiled, "don't bother, let me talk to the sect leader."
After the words, Zhang Yi twisted his long sword and waved it from bottom to top.
A pale sword light appeared and expanded rapidly in mid air. When it came to the mountain thief, the sword light had expanded to seven or eight meters long.
The bright sword light, shining in the dusk, deduces the thrilling beauty of death.
Like cutting watermelon with a knife, more than ten people immediately separated up and down, and blood gushed.
Zhang Yi kept walking, crossed them, and then went up the mountain.
Twenty minutes later, Zhang Yi came to the top of the mountain, and behind him was a road of blood.
The top of the mountain was a wide flat land. At this time, dozens of people stood on one side of the flat land, looking at the young man in black in front with fear.
Zhang Yi looked around, nodded, and said with great satisfaction, "it's all in a pile. It's good. It's very conscious. It saves me a lot of effort."
"Young Xia, if you leave now, I'd like to expose this matter, otherwise..."
The tall, shadowy man standing in front of a group of people flashed a trace of resentment in his eyes and said.
"OK." Zhang Yi waved his hand and directly interrupted the Yin man's words:
"Let's omit the foreshadowing words before the fight."
"Go straight to the point."
"Young Xia, are you really going to live forever?" the gloomy man said dully.
"What I said is too exaggerated. I have been practicing low-key for decades, not to live forever, but to live to the end."
Zhang Yi's eyes were bright, his whole body was really explosive, his toes were a little, and the whole person rushed directly to the opposite side.
"There's only one person on the other side, give it to me!" the shadowy man said, taking the lead in holding the mace and pushing it up.
In the light of the sunset, at this ordinary moment, no one knows that a unilateral killing is going on at the top of a mountain.
The beauty of dusk lies in desolation and the last light before the night.
The orange sun set on the earth, the night came, and the struggle on the top of the mountain came to an end.
Zhang Yi held the long sword in his hand, and all the blood just stained on the sword flew out.
Put the sword into its sheath, Zhang Yi roughly cleaned the battlefield, took all the valuable things of the mountain bandits, and returned to zongmen to submit the task.
The advantage of this killing task is that you can not only obtain the other party's resources, but also receive a reward from the sect after returning to the sect. It can be said that it is double happiness, but requires high strength.
On the way down the mountain, a cold wind hit. Zhang Yi raised his eyes and looked into the distance. His eyes became more and more firm.
Strength is everything!
In the fantasy world, only strength can decide everything!
……
Zhang Yi returned to zongmen safely and submitted the task under the surprised eyes of the man who registered the task.
This must be a master of closed door practice at ordinary times. Otherwise, how could I not have heard from each other at all? The man thought to himself.
... well, he was right.
After a period of time, Zhang Yi began to pick up tasks frequently.
Time passed quietly.
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Zhang Yi's eyes flickered, and the direction of his efforts for a period of time was set.
First, purify the true yuan.
Second: improve the proficiency of flame knife technique.
Third: practice wooden martial arts
After these three plans are completed, should we be able to pass the seventh round of test? Zhang Yi is a little uncertain, but this is the plan to improve his strength in the shortest time he can think of.
After the plan is completed, the following is to work around the plan.
After saying goodbye to the family, Zhang Yi returned to zongmen and went straight to the task hall.
Yes, Zhang Yi wants to earn the spirit stone by doing the task. After all, whether it's cultivating the wood skill or the flame knife skill, it takes a little practice to improve his proficiency.
And the cultivation point is equal to the spirit stone.
After a year of honing in the beast arena, although Zhang Yi still maintained the core belief of steady development, he was also bold.
Low key development is by no means a blind retreat, but a decisive move on the premise of accurately controlling your strength.
Moreover, with Zhang Yi's current strength, in the fire country, as long as he is not a local expert, he is sure to retreat.
.....
After becoming an inner disciple, Zhang Yi also received some tasks specified by the sect, so he is also very familiar with various processes of receiving tasks.
Zhang Yi enters the task hall, comes to the task wall and looks up.
On the wall, there is a paper with various tasks written on it. Once it is torn off, it represents taking the task.
"Prefecture level task: investigate the causes of forest silence."
"Yellow task: 100 kg of iron ore."
"Yellow level" mission: Level 1 monster inner pill × 10。”
"Xuan level task: kill the thief flying rat."
"Xuan level task: kill the monster star moon tiger."
"Prefecture level mission: destroy the bloody evil sect."
Generally speaking, Huang level tasks correspond to external disciples, Xuan level tasks correspond to internal disciples, and prefecture level tasks can only be completed by core disciples.
Zhang Yi looked and made a decision.
"I'm going to take this task." walking to the counter, Zhang Yi handed the torn paper to the other party.
"OK, take out your ID token and I'll register it."
The moment Zhang Yi handed over the identity token, the other party was obviously stunned, "Er, this disciple, this is a prefecture level task, which is extremely dangerous."
"I know." Zhang Yi nodded.
"Prefecture level tasks are very dangerous and difficult. Generally speaking, core disciples can complete them." the man thought Zhang Yi might not understand the situation of the task, and then reminded him.
"I know." Zhang Yi then nodded.
"OK." the man saw that Zhang Yi was so stubborn and stopped persuading, so he helped Zhang Yi register.
"This task is limited to three months. If it is overdue, it will be counted as task failure and 1000 contribution points will be deducted."
Zhang Yi nodded and left.
Only core disciples can complete it?
Zhang Yi, who has the power of artistic conception, is now enough to kill the core disciples. Naturally, he doesn't care at all.
The only thing to worry about is that the artistic conception of wood is not strong and may let the other party run away.
Five days later, at dusk, at the foot of graystone mountain, a young man wearing a black suit appeared on the path.
He walked slowly and swaggered up the mountain with a sword in his hand.
It's an undisguised gesture. I'll kill you.
"Who!" the mountain bandits guarding the pass soon found Zhang Yi. After a loud roar, more than ten people rushed out.
These people hold machetes in their hands and look ferocious. They are all those who lick blood at the tip of the knife.
"Xuesha sect was founded by the traitor Han Fang of Jiyin sect a year ago."
Facing the heavily armed mountain bandits, Zhang Yi walked by himself as if he saw the other party as nothing.
While walking, Zhang Yi also spoke about the evil deeds of the grey Sha Gang.
"In this year, he robbed the firm three times, killed 14 innocent people passing by, and looted a village, resulting in more than 20 casualties."
"Such evil deeds should be repented by death."
"It's a hard stubble. Inform the sect leader quickly." a small mountain thief said to the people behind him.
Zhang Yi smiled, "don't bother, let me talk to the sect leader."
After the words, Zhang Yi twisted his long sword and waved it from bottom to top.
A pale sword light appeared and expanded rapidly in mid air. When it came to the mountain thief, the sword light had expanded to seven or eight meters long.
The bright sword light, shining in the dusk, deduces the thrilling beauty of death.
Like cutting watermelon with a knife, more than ten people immediately separated up and down, and blood gushed.
Zhang Yi kept walking, crossed them, and then went up the mountain.
Twenty minutes later, Zhang Yi came to the top of the mountain, and behind him was a road of blood.
The top of the mountain was a wide flat land. At this time, dozens of people stood on one side of the flat land, looking at the young man in black in front with fear.
Zhang Yi looked around, nodded, and said with great satisfaction, "it's all in a pile. It's good. It's very conscious. It saves me a lot of effort."
"Young Xia, if you leave now, I'd like to expose this matter, otherwise..."
The tall, shadowy man standing in front of a group of people flashed a trace of resentment in his eyes and said.
"OK." Zhang Yi waved his hand and directly interrupted the Yin man's words:
"Let's omit the foreshadowing words before the fight."
"Go straight to the point."
"Young Xia, are you really going to live forever?" the gloomy man said dully.
"What I said is too exaggerated. I have been practicing low-key for decades, not to live forever, but to live to the end."
Zhang Yi's eyes were bright, his whole body was really explosive, his toes were a little, and the whole person rushed directly to the opposite side.
"There's only one person on the other side, give it to me!" the shadowy man said, taking the lead in holding the mace and pushing it up.
In the light of the sunset, at this ordinary moment, no one knows that a unilateral killing is going on at the top of a mountain.
The beauty of dusk lies in desolation and the last light before the night.
The orange sun set on the earth, the night came, and the struggle on the top of the mountain came to an end.
Zhang Yi held the long sword in his hand, and all the blood just stained on the sword flew out.
Put the sword into its sheath, Zhang Yi roughly cleaned the battlefield, took all the valuable things of the mountain bandits, and returned to zongmen to submit the task.
The advantage of this killing task is that you can not only obtain the other party's resources, but also receive a reward from the sect after returning to the sect. It can be said that it is double happiness, but requires high strength.
On the way down the mountain, a cold wind hit. Zhang Yi raised his eyes and looked into the distance. His eyes became more and more firm.
Strength is everything!
In the fantasy world, only strength can decide everything!
……
Zhang Yi returned to zongmen safely and submitted the task under the surprised eyes of the man who registered the task.
This must be a master of closed door practice at ordinary times. Otherwise, how could I not have heard from each other at all? The man thought to himself.
... well, he was right.
After a period of time, Zhang Yi began to pick up tasks frequently.
Time passed quietly.
Zhang Yi's eyes flickered, and the direction of his efforts for a period of time was set.First, purify the true yuan.Second: improve the proficiency of flame knife technique.Third: practice wooden martial artsAfter these three plans are completed, should we be able to pass the seventh round of test? Zhang Yi is a little uncertain, but this is the plan to improve his strength in the shortest time he can think of.After the plan is completed, the following is to work around the plan.After saying goodbye to the family, Zhang Yi returned to zongmen and went straight to the task hall.Yes, Zhang Yi wants to earn the spirit stone by doing the task. After all, whether it's cultivating the wood skill or the flame knife skill, it takes a little practice to improve his proficiency.And the cultivation point is equal to the spirit stone.After a year of honing in the beast arena, although Zhang Yi still maintained the core belief of steady development, he was also bold.Low key development is by no means a blind retreat, but a decisive move on the premise of accurately controlling your strength.Moreover, with Zhang Yi's current strength, in the fire country, as long as he is not a local expert, he is sure to retreat......After becoming an inner disciple, Zhang Yi also received some tasks specified by the sect, so he is also very familiar with various processes of receiving tasks.Zhang Yi enters the task hall, comes to the task wall and looks up.On the wall, there is a paper with various tasks written on it. Once it is torn off, it represents taking the task."Prefecture level task: investigate the causes of forest silence.""Yellow task: 100 kg of iron ore.""Yellow level" mission: Level 1 monster inner pill 10"Xuan level task: kill the thief flying rat.""Xuan level task: kill the monster star moon tiger.""Prefecture level mission: destroy the bloody evil sect."Generally speaking, Huang level tasks correspond to external disciples, Xuan level tasks correspond to internal disciples, and prefecture level tasks can only be completed by core disciples.Zhang Yi looked and made a decision."I'm going to take this task." walking to the counter, Zhang Yi handed the torn paper to the other party."OK, take out your ID token and I'll register it."The moment Zhang Yi handed over the identity token, the other party was obviously stunned, "Er, this disciple, this is a prefecture level task, which is extremely dangerous.""I know." Zhang Yi nodded."Prefecture level tasks are very dangerous and difficult. Generally speaking, core disciples can complete them." the man thought Zhang Yi might not understand the situation of the task, and then reminded him."I know." Zhang Yi then nodded."OK." the man saw that Zhang Yi was so stubborn and stopped persuading, so he helped Zhang Yi register."This task is limited to three months. If it is overdue, it will be counted as task failure and 1000 contribution points will be deducted."Zhang Yi nodded and left.Only core disciples can complete it?Zhang Yi, who has the power of artistic conception, is now enough to kill the core disciples. Naturally, he doesn't care at all.The only thing to worry about is that the artistic conception of wood is not strong and may let the other party run away.Five days later, at dusk, at the foot of graystone mountain, a young man wearing a black suit appeared on the path.He walked slowly and swaggered up the mountain with a sword in his hand.It's an undisguised gesture. I'll kill you."Who!" the mountain bandits guarding the pass soon found Zhang Yi. After a loud roar, more than ten people rushed out.These people hold machetes in their hands and look ferocious. They are all those who lick blood at the tip of the knife."Xuesha sect was founded by the traitor Han Fang of Jiyin sect a year ago."Facing the heavily armed mountain bandits, Zhang Yi walked by himself as if he saw the other party as nothing.While walking, Zhang Yi also spoke about the evil deeds of the grey Sha Gang."In this year, he robbed the firm three times, killed 14 innocent people passing by, and looted a village, resulting in more than 20 casualties.""Such evil deeds should be repented by death.""It's a hard stubble. Inform the sect leader quickly." a small mountain thief said to the people behind him.Zhang Yi smiled, "don't bother, let me talk to the sect leader."After the words, Zhang Yi twisted his long sword and waved it from bottom to top.A pale sword light appeared and expanded rapidly in mid air. When it came to the mountain thief, the sword light had expanded to seven or eight meters long.The bright sword light, shining in the dusk, deduces the thrilling beauty of death.Like cutting watermelon with a knife, more than ten people immediately separated up and down, and blood gushed.Zhang Yi kept walking, crossed them, and then went up the mountain.Twenty minutes later, Zhang Yi came to the top of the mountain, and behind him was a road of blood.The top of the mountain was a wide flat land. At this time, dozens of people stood on one side of the flat land, looking at the young man in black in front with fear.Zhang Yi looked around, nodded, and said with great satisfaction, "it's all in a pile. It's good. It's very conscious. It saves me a lot of effort.""Young Xia, if you leave now, I'd like to expose this matter, otherwise..."The tall, shadowy man standing in front of a group of people flashed a trace of resentment in his eyes and said."OK." Zhang Yi waved his hand and directly interrupted the Yin man's words:"Let's omit the foreshadowing words before the fight.""Go straight to the point.""Young Xia, are you really going to live forever?" the gloomy man said dully."What I said is too exaggerated. I have been practicing low-key for decades, not to live forever, but to live to the end."Zhang Yi's eyes were bright, his whole body was really explosive, his toes were a little, and the whole person rushed directly to the opposite side."There's only one person on the other side, give it to me!" the shadowy man said, taking the lead in holding the mace and pushing it up.In the light of the sunset, at this ordinary moment, no one knows that a unilateral killing is going on at the top of a mountain.The beauty of dusk lies in desolation and the last light before the night.The orange sun set on the earth, the night came, and the struggle on the top of the mountain came to an end.Zhang Yi held the long sword in his hand, and all the blood just stained on the sword flew out.Put the sword into its sheath, Zhang Yi roughly cleaned the battlefield, took all the valuable things of the mountain bandits, and returned to zongmen to submit the task.The advantage of this killing task is that you can not only obtain the other party's resources, but also receive a reward from the sect after returning to the sect. It can be said that it is double happiness, but requires high strength.On the way down the mountain, a cold wind hit. Zhang Yi raised his eyes and looked into the distance. His eyes became more and more firm.Strength is everything!In the fantasy world, only strength can decide everything!Zhang Yi returned to zongmen safely and submitted the task under the surprised eyes of the man who registered the task.This must be a master of closed door practice at ordinary times. Otherwise, how could I not have heard from each other at all? The man thought to himself.... well, he was right.After a period of time, Zhang Yi began to pick up tasks frequently.Time passed quietly.
