Fatty Tai was surprised for a moment and explained carefully: "Brother, the tasks in the Zongmen Mission Hall are divided into four levels in terms of difficulty: heaven, earth, xuan, and yellow. The yellow-level tasks are the easiest and least dangerous. Most disciples
You can take it, and there is no danger. When you reach the Xuan level, it is no longer an ordinary mission, but a dangerous mission with a certain mortality rate. Usually only a master of the Ertian Yuanwu realm dares to touch it."
"As for prefecture-level tasks..."
"Any prefecture-level mission is extremely dangerous and has a very high mortality rate. Even disciples at the Ertian Yuanwu realm dare not go there alone. They often need to form a team to go together."
"Even so, the mortality rate of prefecture-level missions is very high."
"Of course, the merit point rewards from prefecture-level tasks are also very impressive. Success in one prefecture-level task is equivalent to the sect's merit point salary for a year!"
The two of them walked towards the mission hall while talking. Fatty Tai was so excited as he talked that he was frothing at the mouth.
Yang Xiudao: "What about the highest heaven-level mission?"
"Heaven-level mission?"
Fatty Tai suddenly stopped, pondered for a while, and said: "The sky-level mission is completely different in difficulty than the earth-level mission. I heard that the last time the heaven-level mission appeared, a team was led by a strong Sanhua Zhenwu.
At least the team at the Yuanwu realm were completely wiped out."
Yang Xiu was surprised and said: "A heaven-level mission, even a strong person from Sanhua is in danger?"
Fatty Tai nodded solemnly and said with a wry smile: "Yes, that's how it is for heaven-level missions. I'm afraid that only Yang Langtian, Murong Yunyao and other masters on the Hidden Dragon Rankings in the entire sect would dare to take it on."
Yang Xiu pondered for a while, and it seemed that it was not an easy task to earn merit points. With his current strength, he would have no problem handling a prefecture-level mission.
As for the heaven-level missions, I’m not completely sure yet.
Fatty Tai smiled and said: "Brother, most of the sect's tasks come from the dynasty and the dozen or so affiliated kingdoms and principalities. Among its tasks, there are very few even prefecture-level tasks."
"I have been in Qinglong Sect for almost two years, and I have only seen one heaven-level mission appear!"
While the two were talking, they came to the door of the mission hall and said, "Look, it's Yang Xiu!"
"Someone is coming from Heavenly Punishment Sword Peak!"
As soon as the two of them walked to the door, there were screams of surprise from the disciples around them, and the atmosphere on the scene became uncomfortable. Someone's eyes sparkled and they laughed: "Hahaha, now we have something good to watch."
"What happened?"
Yang Xiu was stunned by everyone's gaze and frowned.
At this time, there was a "bang" sound in my ears.
"Haha, I haven't returned to the sect for two years. When did the people of Tianpu Sword Peak become so arrogant? They even dare to touch the things that I like? Hurry up and hand over the mission talisman!"
"Otherwise, everything will be broken!"
In the main hall of the mission hall, a group of disciples of the Heavenly Punishment Sword Sect were trapped. Cao Yunxing, Lin Zhong and others all looked ugly and looked angrily at the young man in white robe who was leading the crowd in front of them.
The young man in the white robe is quite handsome, with long hair draped behind his shoulders. He holds a sword in one hand and a seal in the other. As the sword intention bursts out, the long sword makes a slight sound.
It is actually the sword path that reaches the ninth level of sword refining and the ninth calamity!
Not only that, the young man is always exuding a terrifying and oppressive martial arts aura, and the spiritual power emanating from Zhou Tian gathers at the top of his head to form the shape of three flowers!
It is the symbol of the Three Flowers True Martial Realm!
Yang Xiu's pupils shrank, and the person in front of him was an existence of the ninth calamity of swordsmanship and the first level of Sanhua Zhenwu!
What’s even more surprising is that what the young man in white robe wears on his chest is the symbol of the Yang family in the imperial city!
Under the aura of the young man in white robe, even Cao Yunxing had a heavy look on his face, clutching his chest in pain, and a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
"It's Yang Daoqi! He's back!"
Fatty Tai suddenly shouted.
"Yang Daoqi!"
After hearing this, some of the disciples who had just gathered around changed their expressions and their expressions became exaggerated.
Yang Xiu frowned and said, "Yang Daoqi? Why have I never heard of it?"
Fatty Tai said: "Yang Daoqi is an old disciple of the Qinglong Sect, but he has been away from the sect for at least two years. It is normal for my eldest brother not to know."
"But this person is not simple. He was the number one genius of the Yang family before Yang Langtian's rise, and later became a master of the Qinglong Sect's Hidden Dragon Ranking."
"It's just that I heard that two years ago, he was recruited by Xiaoyao Sword Sect, one of the three major sects in the Southern Region. Why is he back now?"
He was suddenly startled and said: "Could it be that you are here for the battle of hundreds of dynasties and Xujie Mountain!?"
Yang Xiu murmured: "Xujie Mountain? The number one fairyland in the Southern Region!"
He was greatly shocked. He had also heard of the name of the No. 1 Fairyland in the Southern Region in Yunluo Ancient City.
Fatty Tai pursed his lips and nodded: "Yes, Xujie Mountain is the first fairyland in the Southern Region. According to legend, it is a huge ancient battlefield where countless strong men have fallen, leaving behind many good treasures. Nan
There are many legends circulating in the domain about people who obtained treasures after entering the Virtual Realm Mountain, and then became a dragon in one step and reached the pinnacle of life."
He paused and continued: "Xujie Mountain usually only opens once or twice every hundred years. It is estimated that the last time it opened was within half a year, and the place where it was opened was Dongzhou!"
"As the overlords of the East Continent, the three major dynasties naturally took over the right to use the Xujie Mountain. Therefore, the Hundred Dynasties Conflict held this time will be held in the Xujie Mountain!"
Fatty Tai sneered and said: "As the overlords of the Southern Territory, the three major sects have many people from the Dongzhou Dynasty. They must be very jealous. I think Yang Daoqi came back just to enter the Xujie Mountain for the sake of the Hundred Dynasties Conflict!"
"Xujie Mountain... is quite interesting."
Yang Xiu pondered for a while and couldn't help but look at him in surprise. Even Chen Xuanyou didn't know about the Xujie Mountain. But the fat man knew it in such detail.
He couldn't help but begin to wonder about the latter's identity.
"We received the mission first, why should we give it to you!"
On the side of the Heavenly Punishment Sword Peak, Cao Yunxing stood up unyieldingly, glared and shouted.
It turned out that the sect had a prefecture-level mission today, and Cao Yunxing, Lin Zhong and others worked together to lead it down.
As a result, as soon as they got the mission token, Yang Daoqi and others started to snatch it, injuring several people.
Cao Yunxing couldn't stand it, so he attacked him. As a result, the two of them lost in less than ten rounds!
"Why?"
"Because this prefecture-level mission caught my eye."
"So, you have to hand it over."
Yang Daoqi crossed his arms and his martial arts aura suddenly became overbearing. The terrifying oppression of Sanhua Zhenwu spread all around. Everyone showed pain and retreated one after another.
Lin Zhong said angrily: "What nonsense!"
"Rush tongue!"
Yang Daoqi sneered, stepped on his foot, and his whole body shot out like a meteor. He appeared in front of Lin Zhong in the blink of an eye, and was about to slap him with a slap!
"Lin Zhong!"
Cao Yunxing's face changed drastically, he roared angrily and was about to rush over!
"The thing you like is yours? Then the question comes."
