"Elder brother, they have been gone for seven or eight days, but there is no movement at all. Is there anything going on?"
Chen Xiaokui looked at Zhang Yi who had just walked out of the cave with a worried look on his face and said.
And it was not without reason that Zhang Yi walked out of the cave this time. Just now he received a mission from Tianming Tuxin, and the mission was about the scholar.
Character: Fang Tiancheng (Confucian senior brother, in the middle stage of becoming a god)
Mission: Make Fang Tiancheng willingly hand over the Confucian Sage Pen (not by force)
Time limit: fifteen days
Reward: Avenue Fragments*50, Destiny Box*3, Destiny Chart attribute enhancement once
Punishment: Being hunted down by the Confucian powerful
It was rare that Zhang Yi didn't criticize the Destiny Map this time. He had to say that the reward this time was in line with his wishes. He knew that he was short of the Dao Fragments and sent them to him.
"But... what is this Confucian holy pen? It has to be sent to me. I think it must be a Confucian treasure."
Although the mission is still as confusing as ever, Zhang Yi has long been used to it after such a long time.
"Witch, Shen Wangu, you must bring that Fang Tiancheng back to me!"
Although this mission lasted only fifteen days, fortunately Zhang Yi took precautions and sent someone to find Fang Tiancheng in advance.
"Big Brother... Big Brother!"
Seeing that Zhang Yi was a little distracted, Chen Xiaokui couldn't help pushing his shoulder and reminded him.
Zhang Yi came back to his senses and said, "I have some business going to Yueying Peak. You can practice well on Wangchuan Cliff and try to give them a surprise when they come back."
When Zhang Yi came to Yueying Peak, Yueyao was still sitting on the top of Yueying Peak as usual, seeming to be waiting for Zhang Yi, and the green hairpin on her head was particularly eye-catching.
"What's the purpose of coming here this time?"
Yueyao knew that Zhang Yi didn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so she asked directly.
"It's true that nothing can be hidden from your discernment."
Zhang Yi also blew a wave of rainbow farts first as usual.
"Yao'er, do you know about the Confucian sage pen?"
Zhang Yi stood in front of Yueyao and carefully observed Yueyao's expression.
As soon as these words came out, Yueyao's expression changed slightly, and she immediately stood up and asked nervously: "Are you eyeing the Confucian Saint Pen again?!"
Zhang Yi waved his hands repeatedly and defended: "No, no, I just happened to hear that the Confucian Sage Pen is magical, so I came to ask."
"Zhang Yi, I found that you really don't like your ordinary things, and now you are even interested in the Confucian Sage Pen."
Yueyao didn't know what Zhang Yi was thinking, so she bluntly exposed his lies.
"The Confucian Saint's Pen is a sacred object of Confucianism. The author who obtains the Confucian Saint's Pen can order Confucian scholars all over the world. According to legend, this Confucian Saint's Pen was refined by the first generation of Confucian Saints using their own souls. It contains supreme literary spirit..."
But Yueyao still informed Zhang Yi about the origin of the Confucian Sage Pen.
"Zhang Yi, I advise you to give up this idea quickly. You are a member of the Taoist sect. If you get the Confucian Sage Pen, you will die. Besides... The Confucian Sage Pen has never had an owner for so many years. It can only be used when Confucianism is in disaster. move."
Yueyao gave Zhang Yi serious instructions.
Zhang Yi was shocked. He knew that the mission of the Destiny Map was not so easy to complete, but he did not expect that it would be so difficult.
"Yao'er, do you think the Confucian Sage Pen was on the scholar we met that day?"
Zhang Yi asked tentatively.
"Impossible! His cultivation level is only in the middle stage of spiritual transformation. It is impossible for the Confucian Sage Pen to be on his body. The Confucian Sage Pen will only be kept by contemporary Confucian sages and cannot be accessed by outsiders."
Yueyao said firmly.
Hearing this, Zhang Yi felt a headache. Since the Confucian Sage Pen was not on Fang Tiancheng's possession, why did he ask him to hand it over to him?
"Don't worry about the Confucian Sage Pen this morning. Do you still remember that I told you that Confucian people can communicate with immortals? Don't provoke them yet!"
Yueyao was worried that Zhang Yi would come here randomly, so she warned him again and again.
She found that Zhang Yi always liked to do something challenging and difficult, which was really not a worry.
"Don't worry, I'm just asking."
Zhang Yi grinned.
In order to dispel Yue Yao's doubts, he had another sweet talk with Yue Yao on Yueying Peak. Finally, Yue Yao couldn't bear it anymore and drove him down the mountain.
When Zhang Yi returned to Wangchuan Cliff, Chen Xiaokui saw that he looked worried and couldn't help but asked with concern: "Elder brother, what's the matter?"
Zhang Yi shook his head and did not show his distress in front of Chen Xiaokui. Instead, he walked into the cave on his own. "We have to wait until we see Fang Tiancheng before we talk."
"Elder brother must be in trouble. I must break through the divine transformation stage as soon as possible so that I can help my elder brother!"
Chen Xiaokui once again felt a sense of crisis and returned to the Great Spiritual Tree to continue practicing seriously.
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On the other side, Shen Wangu and others flew all the way, following the black light for several days without rest.
"Brother Tao, is this secret technique of yours reliable? We have been chasing him for eight days and still haven't seen anyone."
Shen Wangu gasped and couldn't help complaining.
Tao Chengtian also looked a little embarrassed, but his eyes were extremely firm and he said: "Fellow Taoist, this is a secret method that our clan does not teach, there will definitely be no problem."
"Perhaps this person felt that someone was following him, or that someone else was chasing him, so he kept moving."
Tao Chengtian gave himself a seemingly perfect excuse, but neither Shen Wangu paid attention to him.
But now they have no other choice but to rely on Tao Chengtian's unreliable secret method. They can only grit their teeth and continue to pursue it.
Finally, when night fell, the black light in front of them dissipated, and the portrait turned into ashes under the burning of the black light.
"Found it, found it!"
Tao Chengtian looked excitedly and pointed at the two figures on the barren mountain, "Let me just say that there is nothing wrong with my secret method!"
Shen Wangu and the others looked in the direction of Tao Chengtian's finger, but they saw an old friend again. Their expressions changed at the same time, and they looked at each other, "How could it be her?"
It turned out that that person was Taoist Priest Qinglian. She had also been looking for Fang Tiancheng in the past few days, and it took a lot of effort to catch up with him.
"This girl, why are you following me all the time?"
Fang Tiancheng covered his chest with his hands. After all, Priest Qinglian didn't look like a good person, and he was worried that he would be taken advantage of.
"This Confucian boy is very good at escaping. It took me three sticks of incense to chase him."
Taoist Priest Qinglian grabbed Fang Tiancheng and prepared to leave, but was blocked by Tao Chengtian.
"Senior, I am Tao Chengtian from the Southern Demon Kingdom. This person will be of great use to me. I hope you will give me some face and give this person to me!"
Tao Chengtian has long remembered Fang Tiancheng's appearance in his mind in the past few days. He also thought about showing off in front of Ren Qianchou, how could he let Taoist Qinglian take Fang Tiancheng away.