3099: C3099 Lead the Team?

C3099 Lead the Team?

Jiang Ting was only able to relax because he had figured out what was going on. He also asked if he wanted to kill the devil cultivator.

At the same time, he was also puzzled. Wasn't this mission too simple?

No matter what, he was currently in the Foundation Establishment stage. The sect had issued a mission, so why would they give him such a simple mission?

It was as if he knew what he was thinking.

Taoist Qing Feng looked in the direction of the main peak: "Are you thinking that the mission is too simple?"

Jiang Ting nodded. "Yes. According to the master, the devil cultivators that appeared in the Southern Country are at most at the ninth level of Qi Refining. Although this disciple's strength is not strong, he has already reached the Foundation Establishment stage. A mere ninth level Qi Refining devil cultivator should not need this disciple's help. "

"In recent years, the Black Feather Pavilion and the devil cultivators seemed to have reached some kind of tacit agreement, constantly plotting against the disciples of our Purple Frost Sect. "

After a pause, Daoist Qing Feng sighed. "Although the disciples of the sect have joined hands to suppress many devil cultivators and disciples of the Black Feather Pavilion. . . But it's hard to fight against four hands with two fists. "

The implication was that the Purple Frost Sect's losses in the past two years were not small.

Daoist Qing Feng changed the topic. "Although I rarely leave Maple Leaf Peak, I still have some reputation. You're the only disciple under my tutelage. For the sake of me, the sect didn't give you any dangerous missions, but you're still a member of the sect. Do you understand? "

Jiang Ting thought for a while, and his eyes showed a look of understanding and gratitude. "Thank you, master. "

Although Daoist Fresh Breeze did not say it clearly, it was not difficult to understand.

It wasn't that the sect didn't have any dangerous missions, but because of Daoist Fresh Breeze's existence, it was inconvenient for the Purple Frost Sect to give those dangerous missions to Jiang Ting, in case he died in the mission.

However, Jiang Ting was also a disciple of the Purple Frost Sect. Everyone else had to do missions, but Jiang Ting didn't. Perhaps no one would say anything, but it wouldn't be good to affect them in the end.

Therefore, after he came out of seclusion to pay his respects, Daoist Qingfeng must have used his authority to find a mission for him. A mission that wasn't difficult.

That gratitude. What was Jiang Ting thinking? At least, he showed his gratitude. There was no flaw at all.

Daoist Fresh Breeze said with a smile: "Just focus on your cultivation. "

Jiang Ting hesitated for a moment when he heard this, but he still didn't say anything. . . He was very puzzled. Apart from his divine sense being a bit stronger, he didn't have any outstanding performance before.

Why would Daoist Fresh Breeze suddenly accept a disciple?

However, this doubt was probably not something the Fresh Breeze Daoist would tell him. Asking him was useless.

"What are you thinking about?" Daoist Qing Feng spoke again.

Jiang Ting suppressed his urge. "N-nothing. Master, will disciple depart now?"

It was obvious that he would not be able to get an answer, so there was no need to ask.

Daoist Fresh Breeze shook his head. "No, there are two other disciples. You aren't the one to do it yourself. It is someone else who will make the first move. . . "

It turned out that this mission wasn't for Jiang Ting to search for him.

It was because the Purple Frost Sect had already sent two outer circle disciples to accept the mission. Because of Daoist Fresh Breeze's interference, and also because he wanted Jiang Ting to do the mission, Jiang Ting was temporarily placed in the sect.

What Jiang Ting wanted to do wasn't to find a devil cultivator, but to bring the two outer sect disciples to the Southern Country to hold the line.

Simply put, he was going to take a look. If there were no accidents, he didn't need to do anything. He just wanted to take a look. Once the two outer sect disciples had completed their mission, he would bring them back with him.

Of course, he could also come back alone, without any restrictions or requirements.

To his left and right, it was just a formality.

After explaining, Daoist Fresh Breeze slowly closed his eyes: "If there's nothing else, go and prepare to set off for the Southern Kingdom. "

"Disciple will take his leave. " Jiang Ting bowed slightly, turned around and left.

After leaving Maple Leaf Peak, he flew towards the Mission Hall. He still had to go and take a look. The two outer sect disciples who were going to go to the South Country, then he would bring them to the South Country.

……. .

Mission Hall.

When Jiang Ting arrived at the Mission Hall, he happened to see two people waiting at the door absent-mindedly.

One of them was a tall and sturdy man with a simple and honest appearance. He was at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

The other person seemed to have a sharp mouth, a monkey's cheek, and a shifty eyes. Most importantly, Jiang Ting had seen him before, with a cultivation base of the ninth level of Qi Refining.

The others did not have any reaction, but when the two saw Jiang Ting, their eyes lit up and they quickly approached him.

"Senior Jiang. " As he spoke, he bowed respectfully.

Jiang Ting's eyes lit up. "You are the two people who will be heading to the Southern Country this time around?"

He only knew from Daoist Fresh Breeze that the two outer sect disciples would be waiting for him at the entrance of the Mission Hall, but he didn't know who they were. . . After all, he didn't know many outer sect disciples.

"It's us. " The two hurriedly nodded.

After that, the burly man spoke with a simple and honest voice, "Senior Jiang, junior is Ding Feng. "

"Senior, junior is Xu Zhi. " The other man also said hurriedly.

"Ding Feng, Xu Zhi," another person said. The corner of Jiang Ting's mouth quietly rose.

Ding Feng was fine, but when Xu Zhi saw Jiang Ting's face and expression, he froze for a moment. Suddenly, he thought of something, and his face was filled with shock, shock, and fear.

Jiang Ting saw this and said with a smile that was not a smile, "Do you remember now?"

"S-Senior. " Xu Zhi lowered his head with a sad face and his voice trembled.

Pure fear.

Speaking of Xu Zhi. . . He had indeed met Jiang Ting before. He had even extorted two Jiang Tings from Jiang Ting!

That was five or six years ago, when Jiang Ting had just joined the Purple Frost Sect! At that time, Jiang Ting had been assigned a mission to guard the black iron mine a hundred miles away.

At that time, Jiang Ting, who had just joined the Purple Frost Sect, was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining. Xu Zhi was a small leader of the ore vein at that time.

Because he saw Xu Zhi's character, Jiang Ting chose to spend money to avoid trouble in order to avoid trouble.

Yes, this was also the only interaction between the two of them.

It had been a long time, and coupled with the fact that they had been together for a long time, There were more than one or two people that Xu Zhi had extorted from the ore vein, so he didn't recognize Jiang Ting at all.

However, after Jiang Ting spoke. . . His appearance and voice mixed together, and coupled with the Immortal Cultivator's powerful memory, Xu Zhi quickly remembered the ore vein from a few years ago.

Because he remembered it, he was afraid. . . After all, with Jiang Ting's current means, it would be too easy for him to kill him.

To be targeted by a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Which Qi Refining cultivator would not be afraid?

Outer sect disciple. . . How could the identity of an outer sect servant disciple be high? Even if they died, there wouldn't be many people who would care.

The honest Ding Feng asked with confusion, "Senior Brother Xu Zhi, what's wrong? How can you lose yourself like this when senior is here?"2

Xu Zhi looked up and forced an ugly smile. . . Which was even uglier than crying.

"Alright, let's go. " Jiang Ting gently waved his hand, and a small golden sword rose with the wind, turning into a huge sword that was three meters long.

Jiang Ting sat at the tip of the sword.

Ding Feng was as honest as ever, but Xu Zhi was trembling as he climbed onto the huge sword, his face full of bitterness.

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