Looking at the disciple's leaving figure, the member of staff opened his mouth and said one last word.

"Master Immortal is really busy."

"Yeah yeah."

Hearing this, everyone behind him nodded in agreement, isn't it? They only spent a cup of tea before and after. To be honest, Yuanwai has never encountered such a thing in his many years of life.

The sect disciples I met before, even if they were small sects, each one was worth as much as 25,000 to 80,000 yuan.

If you ask others to come and slay demons, you have to serve them.

It's not like the disciples of the Taoist sect who said they were here to slay demons, but they really were just here to slay demons, without even drinking a sip of tea.

"As expected of a disciple of the great sect."

He sighed sincerely, but what he didn't know was that the reason why this disciple went back in such a hurry was because he was in a hurry to have breakfast.

Compared with the food in the kitchen, how good is your poor tea?

They galloped all the way under the night, heading straight for Daoyizong.

Such a scene was not uncommon on this night, and looking at the clothes they were wearing, they were all disciples of the Divine Sword Peak.

The three tasks I took on during the day were completed overnight, and I went straight to the sect without rest, just to have a bite of breakfast.

As the sky gradually lights up, a faint sound of horse hooves can be heard at the Taoyizong Racecourse.

The deacon who was practicing suddenly woke up and walked out of the yard suspiciously.

"Who is this so early in the morning?"

As soon as he finished speaking, streaks of smoke and dust were seen rising from all directions, and then thousands of Divine Sword Peak disciples riding monster horses rushed towards the racecourse at full speed.

"Fuck..."

Just like facing the charge of thousands of troops, the deacon's expression suddenly changed, and his movements were not slow at all. He dodged sideways and avoided everyone.

"Deacon, the horse is here, please register, I have something else to do."

"Me too, sorry for bothering the deacon."

"And me."

Then, before he could speak, the disciples jumped off their horses, hurriedly said a few words, and turned around to leave.

That speed looked even faster than when I was riding a horse just now.

Thousands of Divine Sword Peak disciples all disappeared in less than ten breaths, leaving only the stunned deacon and a group of monster horses with question marks on their heads.

These demon horses are somewhat intelligent, but not very intelligent, so they cannot figure out complex problems.

All I know is that this time they went out, they seemed to be running all the way, and other than that they didn't do anything else.

Some of the more ruthless disciples did not even give these demon horses a sip of water. As a result, a small number of demon horses were already suffering from dehydration.

"Beast. Live."

After checking these monster horses, I quickly came to the conclusion that they had collapsed due to overexertion caused by running for a long time, coupled with the lack of water and food.

The deacon cursed angrily. He had been in charge of the racecourse for many years and had never seen such a disciple. What would happen if you gave the horse a sip of water?

Seeing the demon horse that was almost frothing, the deacon felt extremely distressed.

But of course, the disciples of Shenjian Peak didn't know this, so they hurried back to Shenjian Peak and went straight to the kitchen without even returning to their residence.

"Go, go, go."

"I'm exhausted after running around all day. I won't be able to get better if I don't have a meal of Junior Brother Changqing's cooking."

The disciples who had returned from abroad and the disciples who were at Divine Sword Peak met at the corner as expected.

The moment the two sides met, those disciples of Shenjian Peak who had not yet had time to go out on missions suddenly showed bright smiles, and someone shouted loudly.

"Go ahead, they've been tired for the whole day, I have the advantage."

"Come on."

"Go ahead."

For a moment, the two sides collided directly with each other, soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, handyman disciples against handyman disciples, outer disciples against outer disciples, and inner disciples against inner disciples.

After a fierce fight, breakfast began.

Today I had spicy and sour wontons for breakfast, which was good for restoring my physical strength.

And this was Ye Changqing's intention. He knew that many of his disciples were out on missions, so he specifically chose this breakfast.

“Delicious, delicious.”

"Don't talk when it's delicious. Don't talk when you're eating, don't talk when you sleep, you know? Your saliva is all sprayed on my face."

The meal was like a storm, but something was strange today. After breakfast, the disciples didn't take any rest.

In the past, after eating, everyone would chat in the kitchen for a while before leaving, but today, after eating, almost all the disciples left directly.

And their destination is naturally the main peak mission hall.

Hand in yesterday's task first, and then take on new tasks.

It was just getting dark, and the deacon at the mission hall had just finished his shift and was talking about the Divine Sword Peak.

"Nothing happened yesterday, right?"

"No, it's quite the rule. Each person only accepted three tasks."

"That's good..........."

Before he finished speaking, a group of Divine Sword Peak disciples poured in from outside. Upon seeing this, the deacons' eyelids jumped and they asked without confidence.

"What...what are you going to do?"

"Hand in the mission."

Thousands of Divine Sword Peak disciples have completed handover registrations.

Looking at these tasks, the deacons were a little confused.

If I remember correctly, the tasks these people are taking over now seem to have been taken over just yesterday, right?

Moreover, almost everyone took on three tasks. In other words, they completed three tasks in one day? To be precise, it was less than one day.

The registration was completed in a daze, and then the disciples chose new tasks, still three for each person.

After registering with the deacon, he rushed out of the deacon hall again. The whole journey took no more than half an hour.

"This, this, this..."

"Do you want to tell the hall master what happened?"

"What do you mean? Each of them took on three tasks, and there were no violations. Why should I sue them?"

"Yes, at most it's just a little more efficient."

Seeing that the formation light screen was mostly empty again, all the deacons sighed helplessly. Just at this time, disciples from other peaks came.

This time was already very early, but when they walked into the mission hall and saw the formation light curtain, their steps stopped instantly.

"Why are there so few tasks?"

"Isn't it the people from Divine Sword Peak who are here again?"

"It's impossible, you're here so early?"

After asking, they found out that it was really the disciples from Divine Sword Peak who came. Several people were speechless. Fortunately, the deacons immediately supplemented the tasks, and this was considered stable.

At the racecourse at the foot of the mountain, the deacon, who had not rested for long, welcomed the disciples of Shenjian Peak again.

Seeing many old faces among them, the deacon said doubtfully.

"Didn't you just return to the sect? Why are you going out again?"

"There have been a lot of tasks lately, please deacon, please register as soon as possible."

"It's strange, isn't the sect's mandatory mission only once a month? Why are these disciples......"

How could a disciple of the Taoist Sect be so busy? It's really strange that he has to go out again less than an hour after returning to the sect.

After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed.

He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.

Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.

Where is this?

Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around and became even more confused.

A single dorm?

Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.

And my body...how could I not have any injuries at all?

With doubts, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally his eyes rested on a mirror beside the bed.
To be continued...