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Chapter 41: The familiar female cultivator

 Zhou Tong flew all the way according to the map and arrived at the cave he chose.

The scenery here is pleasant, surrounded by mountains and rivers. If placed in another world, Zhou Tong would estimate that a place like this would be at least a 5A-level scenic spot.

But such a place can only be regarded as a good hilltop among Xuanling Sect.

Compared with other places to choose from, the spiritual energy here is relatively thin, and there are no ready-made caves to use. Everything has to be built from scratch.

Zhou Tong stretched his muscles and was full of energy.

"I finally have my own real home!"

Breathing the fresh air, Zhou Tong left all the unhappiness behind.

After flying around the area a few times, I chose a fairly good place to land.

"That's it."

After saying that, the technique of ten rooms, two living rooms, one kitchen and one bathroom at the foundation level was launched.

Under the powerful magic power, the mountain peak seemed to come alive and trembled.

From time to time, large rocks fell, but Zhou Tong did not dodge and allowed the heavy rocks to hit him.

Several tons of rocks hit him, and he didn't even shake. Instead, the rock shattered and rolled down the mountain.

The project of digging the cave lasted for more than ten days. After Zhou Tong carefully decorated it, he put some of his livestock and poultry outside the cave and then officially settled in the new cave...

Compared with the previous wild cave, this cave is far more solid and beautiful than before.

This made him extremely satisfied with his masterpiece.

"If I don't cultivate to immortality, I can definitely make a lot of money by opening a decoration company based on my aesthetics."

To celebrate his move to a new house, Zhou Tong cooked a sumptuous meal.

It's just that no one came to support him, which made him feel a little unmotivated.

Entering the foundation building period, the mission in the Spiritual Medicine Garden automatically ended, which made him a little regretful. After all, he had lived there for decades and had some very deep feelings.

Zhou Tong was an optimist. He drank wine and sang songs, and soon forgot all about this incident.

Half a month later, Zhou Tong, who was studying the art of spiritual manifestation in the cave, suddenly started to flash with the transmission talisman on his body.

"Come to the Zongmen Deacon Hall to accept the mission."

After hearing this, Zhou Tong sighed softly, put away the Great Spirit Manifestation Technique, activated the formation outside the cave, and flew towards the Deacon Hall.

The Sect Deacon Hall is still extremely lively, with a large number of low-level disciples coming in and out. They all bowed respectfully to Zhou Tong, which also made him addicted to the experience of a senior master.

The tasks in the foundation building period are different from the random selection during the Qi refining period. For monks with this level of cultivation, they are already able to take charge of themselves. They are often tasks assigned by the sect. Under normal circumstances, monks are not allowed to refuse.

Zhou Tong arrived at the attic of the foundation-building monks. As soon as he entered, he saw a dignified female cultivator yawning out of boredom.

When the female cultivator saw someone coming in, she quickly sat down and coughed lightly to cover up her gaffe.

"Is this junior brother here to take over a mission?"

Zhou Tong looked at this female cultivator and felt that she looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

"Next week, Tong received a message and came to take over the mission."

"Junior Brother Zhou, have we met somewhere?"

The female cultivator looked at Zhou Tong and said with some confusion.

"Um...Senior Sister may have seen it wrong. I have never met Senior Sister."

Zhou Tong said calmly.

The female cultivator murmured: "Oh! That's it! The basic personnel of the sect's foundation-building monks, I guess the junior brother has just advanced to the foundation-building level."

Zhou Tong smiled and said: "I was lucky enough to successfully build the foundation a few days ago."

"Oh! Junior brother, did you participate in the last Luoyun Valley Secret Realm?"

When the female cultivator heard this, her eyes were filled with curiosity.

"Did this woman come out of nowhere? She's familiar with you?"

Zhou Tong was a little speechless. He was just here to take on this task. He had no time to talk nonsense, but he couldn't beat the girl up so that she wouldn't be like a curious baby.

Zhou Tong felt helpless towards such a familiar person.

"But I participated."

"I really envy my junior brother. It's a pity that I built the foundation too quickly. Otherwise, I really want to learn the skills of such a large number of disciples."

Zhou Tong has some basic knowledge of this female cultivator's brain circuit. If given a choice, which cultivator would be willing to risk his life to go to a place where there is a narrow escape from death?

The female cultivator's words made him think that this person was a meat-eating person.

What does it mean to build a foundation too quickly? If these words are heard by those who have never been able to build a foundation in their lifetime, they will definitely send greetings to the eighteenth generation of her ancestors.

Zhou Tong said with a somewhat cold tone: "Senior sister, please don't say it's a joke. I don't know how many people were buried in a trip to the secret realm. This time, fifty people from the sect went, and only a dozen came back. I hope senior sister doesn't think this is funny."

The things that happened, those elixirs, these disciples fought for with their lives.

If there is nothing else, please senior sister inform me of my mission so that I can go back and prepare.



The female cultivator was scolded by Zhou Tong lukewarmly. She frowned slightly and threw a jade slip to Zhou Tong.

"See all the tasks here for yourself."

Zhou Tong took it, ignored the woman, and started checking his own tasks.

The task is not complicated, it just requires him to go to Sanyang City in the north to stay on duty for three years. After the three years are over, he can return to the sect.

The so-called northern border is the land bordering the realm of immortality in Middle-earth and the barbarians of the northern grasslands.

The world of cultivating immortals is not peaceful. Although no major war has occurred in the past thousand years, small frictions continue to occur in the foreign land bordering China.

The greatest threats to the world of immortality are the monsters in the Endless Mountains in the south and the barbarians in the north.

According to immortal history records, a thousand years ago, the barbarians in the North gave birth to a saint, and it only took a few hundred years for her to enter the Nascent Soul stage.

Later, under the leadership of this saint, the barbarian monks from the North invaded the world of immortality in Middle-earth.

That war lasted for more than a hundred years, countless monks died, and countless mortals were buried in foreign lands.

Seeing myself going here, I secretly prayed in my heart that I would not be possessed by a weak spirit. Wherever I go, great things will happen.

After all, this kind of thing should be the exclusive property of the Son of Destiny. I just want to live it up and explore the unknown mysteries of the world of immortality. I have no interest in fighting or killing.

Seeing that the departure time was at the end of the year, Zhou Tong was relieved. There are still a few months until the end of the year, so at least there is no need to be too anxious.

"Thank you, senior sister. I have received the assignment. If nothing happens, I will take my leave."

After saying that, he turned around and left. He had nothing to say about this eldest lady in the world of immortality. Although she was pretty good-looking, based on his nearly one hundred years of life experience, this kind of person was probably a troublemaker, and he still had less contact with them.

For the best.

Watching Zhou Tong leave, I suddenly remembered something.
Chapter completed!
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