Half-demon Raising Immortals

Chapter 35
The woman has a peachy round face.

Her skin was extremely white and bloodshot, her eyebrows and eyes were very delicate, she looked like a girl who hadn't opened her eyes yet.

But the eyes are very mature and old-fashioned.

A white lock of hair is tied on the head.

The headband fluttered in the air, and countless fine rays of light emitted from the end, which disappeared after flying a few inches.

Her aura is elusive, just like those glows, as if it will disappear at any time.

The woman smiled and pointed to the opposite chair.

Lu Tong took a deep breath and calmed down.

He had already entered the teahouse, but Dahan didn't respond at all, he was still staring blankly ahead.

It seemed that no movement was heard at all, nor was Lutong seen.

Sitting down on the chair, Lu Tong carefully asked: "Dare to ask senior, but is Yiye Zongxian the head?"

The nun didn't answer his question, but directly ordered: "There is something I need you to do."

"Please tell me, Immortal Elder, Lu will definitely die!"

The nun's eyes didn't change at all, she stretched out a white jade finger and tapped it in the air.

A white smoke flew out from the fingertips, quickly sketching a portrait.

A very handsome man.

"This person's name is Song Yanbai, but he is a monk outside the Evil Palace."

Lu Tong has seen the Temple of Evil in the book.

The main hall in the Yiye sect is responsible for killing evil cultivators and demons, and the disciples in the hall are especially good at fighting and killing.

But peripheral monks have never heard of it.

The nun continued expressionlessly:

"Song Yanbai's assessment task for this year has not been completed yet, so tomorrow at noon he will go to Baolong Street to hire a helper, you go there and wait for him."

"No matter how much money he pays, you promise him to help him complete this year's assessment."

"Also, don't disclose any information related to me."

Lu Tong was full of doubts.

What peripheral monks, assessment tasks?

What is her relationship with Song Yanbai?
But Lu Tong still agreed.

This female cultivator is probably a disciple of Yiye Sect.

Even if a disciple of the Yiye sect leaks a little thing through his fingers, it is enough for ordinary people to use for a lifetime.

"it is good."

The female cultivator nodded slightly: "If you have any questions, you can talk about it."

Lu Tong immediately asked the most concerned question.

"Dare to ask the immortal's name?"

"Mirror heart."

Lu Tong was determined.

Sure enough, it was the alchemist that Ku Meiqin took refuge in.

"Jingxin Immortal Elder, Song Yanbai is also Yiyezong Immortal Elder?"

Jing Xin's expressionless face finally showed fluctuations, his eyes squinted slightly, and the corners of his mouth moved undetectably.

The look seems to be very disdainful?

"No."

Lu Tong noticed that Jing Xin was a little unhappy, so he stopped asking about Song Yanbai's identity, nodded and said: "Immortal Chang, don't worry, Lu will definitely live up to his trust!"

"it is good."

After Jing Xin spit out the last word, a large piece of white fluorescent debris drifted away.

After the debris disappeared, Lu Tong looked at the opposite side again, and Jing Xin had disappeared.

He looked behind him, the door was still closed.

There was no sound of "squeak" when the door was opened.

"Hey, boss, you're back."

Beside the counter, Dahan saw Lu Tong standing up immediately to say hello.

……

Baolong Street.

Looking around, the street is full of taverns, medical halls, blacksmith shops, and coffin shops.

There are many monks, monsters, and half-demons on the street. Although they look different, their temperaments are very similar.

Fierce, cunning, greedy...

This street is dedicated to hiring helpers.

Lu Tong was in a tavern near the entrance, waiting for Song Yanbai to come over.

Early in the morning, some drinkers here already drank too much and started talking nonsense:

"A day ago, two days ago, I went outside to chase the fog..."

"A fog ghost as tall as the Golden Tower!"

"Hey, there are dozens of people in total, but I survived! Guess how much money you made, how much gold?"

"100 taels!"

Lu Tong shook his head.

What this drunkard said, maybe only the Dajinlou is true.

But the mention of chasing fog aroused his interest.

The fog outside Yunying City has receded.

But the ghost fog is eternal, and it ebbs and flows. If this place recedes, there must be other places.

Someone in Yunying City actually went out to chase the fog. It seems that there must be something of high value in the fog.

Lu Tong waited for a long time, and finally saw the waiting figure.

She wore a moon-white embroidered robe, a sapphire belt, and held a black sheathed sword in her hand.

His appearance is even more handsome than in the painting, his black eyebrows are like swords, and his nose is as straight as a mountain.

The only fly in the ointment was that his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his temperament was slightly gloomy.

Lu Tong immediately paid the bill and went out to follow behind.

Passing many taverns along the way, Song Yanbai hesitated for a long time, and finally walked into a small tavern located in the second half.

According to the rules of Baolong Street, waiting for employers in taverns, the closer to the entrance, the higher the price.

It seems that Song Yanbai's net worth is not rich.

Lu Tong followed in calmly, sat down and ordered a bowl of wine.

Song Yanbai walked to the counter and had a low-pitched exchange with the bearded shopkeeper.

"Crack, crack!"

The bearded man slapped the counter hard twice and shouted, "Everyone be quiet!"

The tavern, which was not noisy at first, immediately quieted down.

"This is Daoyou Song, an outlying cultivator of the Temple of Evil! He wants to hire two helpers to complete the task."

As soon as the bearded man's voice fell, several people stood up and said loudly:
"Me! I practice Qi to perfection, and I am good at five spells!"

"I have three offensive and defensive weapons!"

"..."

Lu Tong sat still.

Judging from Jing Xin's special visit to him, this matter should not be so simple.

"Crack, snap!"

The bearded man knocked heavily on the counter twice, and shouted:
"Everyone is a short-lived ghost! Listen to me!"

"This time is Daoist Song's assessment task, and the difficulty is very high. So if your hands are not strong enough, don't go to die, so as not to delay others."

A half-demon sat down, and a few others stood.

"My Black Panther's name, you can inquire casually on this street, and it will never delay the matter."

"I, Zhao Laodao, am not without a name!"

"How much will you pay for your life?"

The bearded man smiled wryly when he heard the last person's words, and exchanged a glance with Song Yanbai.

Coughed again, and said: "At present, Fellow Daoist Zhao has not received the task, but he can pay ten taels of silver first, and the rest..."

"what!"

"Ten taels of silver and you want people to sacrifice their lives?"

"Shopkeeper, you take all this kind of black-hearted business, and I won't come to your place to drink in the future!"

The bearded man patted the counter twice.

But this time the strength was obviously much weaker, and he smiled apologetically: "It's better to have a challenge than nothing, and it's not that you have to go."

"This is the assessment task of the Evil Palace! Ten taels of silver, even a fool knows how to hide!"

This group of people never save face for outsiders, and started laughing directly.

Song Yanbai's complexion didn't change much, but the knuckles of the left hand holding the scabbard had already turned white.

"Excuse me!"

Lu Tong stood up, and the tavern immediately fell silent.

He looked at Song Yanbai and asked, "May I ask, Fellow Daoist Song, what are peripheral cultivators, and what are assessment tasks?"

Suddenly there was another burst of laughter.

This time even the bearded shopkeeper couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

Song Yanbai closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then opened them and said:
"The peripheral monks are Yiyezong giving monks outside the sect an identity, so that they can also receive tasks in the Que E Temple."

"The assessment task is once a year, to assess whether the peripheral monks have the strength to keep their identities."

"Fellow Daoist, what else do you want to ask?"

It turned out to be the case.

Lu Tong was a little moved, and there were rewards for tasks.

Maybe after this incident, he can also ask Jing Xin to help him obtain an identity.

Lu Tong thought for a while and asked, "Should there be rewards for the assessment tasks?"

"This is natural! The more dangerous the task, the higher the reward."

Lu Tong showed a smile on his face and said, "Ten taels of silver, plus fifty-fifty, how about it?"

Song Yanbai frowned a little.

If someone is willing to take over, no matter whether it succeeds or not, he won't be too embarrassed.

Song Yanbai asked: "What is the strength of fellow Taoist?"

Lu Tong did not introduce spells or magic tools, but unbuttoned his robe, revealing scars on his body.

"I came down from Thousand Cave Mountain not long ago."

(End of this chapter)