There are also Xuanjing Jade Bi in Nanfeng City, which is one level higher than the small market where Han Ming was staying before. There are still many monks who will accept tasks on Xuanjing Jade Bi. Therefore, in order to facilitate the transfer of tasks, the Ghost Ghost Sect station is not hidden, but is in a tall pavilion on the street!

Under the leadership of this woman in red dress, Han Ming easily found this place and gave an order, letting the woman in red dress wait outside. Han Ming raised his foot and walked into the store!

After roughly explaining his intention, Han Ming was greeted by a monk on the twelve floor of Qi training to the third floor of the pavilion. After sitting for a while, he waited for a middle-aged scholar with a black robe embroidered with a golden evil ghost.

"When Wang Huasan of the Netherworld Ghost Sect, he met this fellow Taoist. He heard from his previous report that the fellow Taoist wanted to receive the task of cleaning the underworld bones in Wansku Cave, but it is true?" The middle-aged scholar in black robe bowed to Han Ming slightly and said with a smile.

"It's true. Zhu really wants to receive such a task!" Han Ming stood up and bowed to the middle-aged scholar.

This middle-aged scholar has a powerful and solid magic power. He is clearly a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. He is not an ordinary initial foundation building stage. Judging from his appearance, he has clearly reached the peak of the mid-stage foundation building stage. He is only one step away from the late stage of foundation building. Naturally, Han Ming will not be able to be proud of it!

"It's so good. This is the token for this mission. As long as you take this token to go to the Wansku Cave of this sect, the brothers who guard the Wansku Cave will naturally approve it. As soon as the time comes, the fellow Taoist will come in to carry out the mission!" The middle-aged scholar laughed again, took out a token with one hand and handed it to Han Ming. He was very decisive and did not hesitate at all!

Han Ming was surprised. The mission of the Nether Ghost Sect is so easy to take. Didn’t the disciple of the Nether Ghost Sect say that he would have to take some assessment? Is it possible to issue a task if he is determined whether his strength is enough? Now why did the middle-aged literati hand over the token directly?

"It's handed over so easily? Isn't there any test?" Han Ming took the token, thought about it and asked directly!

"Haha, fellow Taoist is a real mid-stage cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Period. He is naturally strong enough and there is no need to test it. When fellow Taoist takes this token, there will naturally be cultivators of this sect to take other fellow Taoists who have received this mission to Wansku Cave. Fellow Taoist just go down the hole to clean the underworld bones at that time!"

"So that's it!" Han Ming nodded, and with one turn, he put the token in the storage bag!

"My fellow Taoist has already taken over the mission, so there is nothing else to do, right? There are still some things to deal with. This is not too far from Wansku Cave. I hope that fellow Taoist will arrive at this place on time. Don't miss the time, otherwise this sect will pursue it! I'll say goodbye, say goodbye!" The middle-aged scholar said a few words to Han Ming, and turned around and left after bowing his hand!

Seeing that the middle-aged scholar didn't say a few words at all, and he seemed to turn around and leave, Han Ming was puzzled for a while, why did he feel that the middle-aged scholar in black robe was worried that he would regret it?

"Can there be any mystery in this Ten Thousand Skeleton Cave Mission?" Han Ming did not stop the middle-aged scholar from black robe, but just silently guessed in his heart.

After thinking about it for a while, Han Ming didn't think of anything. He had to turn around and leave the stationing point of the Nether Ghost Sect with some confusion. He had already received the mission and didn't have to stay here for too long!

After leaving this shop, Han Ming planned to find the woman in red dress before, but unexpectedly found that the woman was missing and was not around at all. His spiritual sense searched the surrounding area, but he did not find it!

Han Ming searched for a full stick of incense, but he couldn't find the figure of the woman.

After that, Han Ming gave up. He was just a mortal who had never known each other. Although he was good-looking, it was not of much use to him, and there was no need to waste his energy. Whether she ran away by herself or was kidnapped, it would not be too much of a loss for him. If she really needed to find a guide, she would have to spend a few spirit stones to hire one!

After no longer looking for a woman in a red dress, Han Ming started wandering around himself. The Liwan Skull Cave mission was still about a month later, and there was plenty of time, so there was no hurry!

At the same time, at the stationing point of the Netherworld Ghost Sect in Nanfeng City, the middle-aged scholar in black robe who had just given Han Ming a mission was sitting face to face with an old man with white beards, drinking tea and talking!

"Haha, I really didn't expect someone to receive the mission of Wansku Cave today. I really want to do whatever I want!" The middle-aged scholar in black robe laughed, raised his head and swallowed a cup of tea in his hand in one gulp!

Then the middle-aged scholar in black robe raised his hand and picked up the teapot next to him and continued to pour spiritual tea into the cup!

"Whoever is surnamed Wang, please wait. This is Qingye Ling Tea, which is very precious. If you drink a cattle like you, there are not enough to drink it. It is really a waste of resources!" The old man with white bearded put out the teapot when the middle-aged scholar in black robe poured half a cup of tea and placed it again on the table.

"Looking at your stingy look, you're just a little spiritual tea!" The middle-aged scholar in black robe looked at the cup of spiritual tea that was only half full, and immediately said with some dissatisfaction.

"Hmph, I'm just that little bit of spiritual tea. You can't drink enough like this!" The old man with white beard hummed twice, picked up the tea cup, took a sip of the tea, and savored it carefully before swallowing it.

"But then again, your luck is really good this time. If this person had not received the Wansku Cave mission today, waiting a few more days, you would have been recruited by the sect to receive this mission! This mission took a very long time, and it would take more than half a year. During this period, you would have to keep killing the spiritual underworld bones that surged from the ground. There was almost no time to practice, but there was only a reward of one thousand spirit stones. It would be a huge loss to perform this mission!" The white-bearded old man put down his teacup and said slowly!

"Who said no, so as soon as the man was about to receive this task, I gave him the task token, and then found an excuse to leave directly, just because he was afraid that he would go back on his word!" The middle-aged scholar in black robe picked up the teacup and was about to swallow it in one bite, but he saw the white-bearded old man glaring at him, and couldn't help but smile, and changed to sip it, and took a sip of the tea.

Seeing that the middle-aged scholar in black robe just took a sip of tea, the old man with white beard showed a satisfied smile, and then he picked up his spiritual tea and took a sip.

"Yes, the reward and contribution of the Ten Thousand Skull Cave mission are completely disproportionate. There is only one thousand spirit stones. The foundation-building cultivator in the sect is willing to go! Not to mention that there is no time to practice in the past six months, and it has completely delayed the cultivation. Just say that the long-term killing of the underworld bones will cause damage to the spiritual weapon, a thousand spirit stones may not be enough. And the so-called quota of the Soul-Falling Land can also be used to scare outsiders. Most of our people in the sect understand that although some areas of the Falling Land of Spirits may improve the spirituality of the spiritual weapon, there is also a great chance that it will damage the spirituality of the spiritual weapon. Such a quota is given to the monks of the sect for free, and no one will necessarily want it!" The middle-aged scholar in the black robe raised his mouth slightly, and a faint smile appeared!

Afterwards, the old man with the white bearded and the middle-aged scholar in black robe looked at each other and laughed: "The casual cultivator who has taken on this task will probably never want to take on such tasks again in the future!"

At the same time, outside Nanfeng City, the woman in red dress who led Han Ming before stood on a huge rock, looking into the distance, her mouth slightly raised: "I finally left this Nanfeng City, I have to return to the sect soon. This practice was unexpected. My cultivation was lost early, leaving me trapped in this city for half a year! However, now my cultivation has been lost, and my spiritual consciousness has become sleepy. You have to be careful on the way back to the sect, and you have to pretend to be a mortal, otherwise it would be bad if you attract some covetousness!" Please pay attention to the latest chapter.
Chapter completed!