MTL - The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother-Chapter 6 Misty ridge

The mission hall of Yueqingmen is at the junction of the outer door and the inner door. There are basic tasks assigned by the martial art in the mission hall, and other tasks assigned by the elders or disciples. The disciples of Yueqingmen can be here regardless of the outer door or the inner door. After receiving the task, you can get the corresponding Lingshi and martial art contribution points after completing the task.

Qin Mo all the way to the mission hall, really stunned a group of people on the road, as the chief disciple of Yueqingmen, only 15 years old has reached the tenth floor of the refining period of Qin ink, obviously in other ordinary disciples It looks quite mysterious in my eyes.

However, Qin Mo’s past life has been stunned by people, and he is still calm and self-sufficient under the scorching eyes of the disciples. The indifferent attitude and the indifference surrounding him make him look proud and arrogant, and all the disciples will only dare to sneak around. Watching.

The fingers of Qin Mo Xiu’s fingers knocked on the huge purple black wooden table in front of him, and made a crisp sound on it. Purple mysterious wood is an extremely rare refining material in the realm of comprehension. It is only the Yueqingmen who have so much money to make such a large piece just to make an ordinary table.

The elder of Yueqingmen is the elder of the outer door, Li Shuang. When he saw Qin Mo standing in the mission hall, he wondered. After all, Qin Mo had never been here before, and then his face showed a smile. He smiled and asked: Qin Mo, are you coming to pick up the task?"

Qin Mo took a look at Li Shuang, "En".

Li Shuang seems to realize that he has asked a silly question. After all, he came to the mission hall and did not do anything to pick up the mission. Some smiled awkwardly, and Li’s fingers moved slightly, and many jade strips appeared on the table.

Qin Mo's eyes brightened and accepted the memory of the master. Qin Mo clearly knew that these are called jade slips. They are the tools used by the monks to store information, but he saw it for the first time.

Qin ink covered his hands with long sleeves and restrained his own fingers. Now it is not time to study them.

"This is the mission of Yundanfeng, to help take care of the herbs, and to ask the disciples to be careful!" Li Shuang pointed to a pile of jade Jane said. Seeing that Qin ink had no expression on his face, he pointed to another pile.

"This is the mission of the Tibetan Classics. It organizes the books and requires the disciples to be serious."

"This is the mission of Yun Beast Peak, taking care of the beast and asking the disciples to be patient!"

"This is the task of Cloud Peak, cleaning the refining room!"

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Qin Mo’s brows are slightly wrinkled, and some of his hearts are not happy. Is there only these tasks here?

Seeing the expression of Qin Mo, Li Shuang also understood his dissatisfaction with these tasks. These tasks are too simple, even if only mortals can do well, it is no wonder that Qin Mo will be dissatisfied.

Thinking of this, Li Shuang pointed to the rightmost pile of jade Jane said: "This is the task of going to Miwuling to find herbal or refining materials, but there is a certain danger. Although your talent is very high, you have not reached it after all. During the foundation period, it is dangerous to go there!"

When I heard this, Qin Mo’s eyes suddenly became bright. Although he now has the memory of the master, but those experiences are not at all, it is the time when he needs to practice, if he just does those simple tasks without improving himself. If you have the ability, one day you will be discovered by others. When you think of it, your eyes will not be strengthened.

Seeing the expression of Qin Mo, Li Shuang immediately understood his choice, picked one out of this pile of jade slips, and then handed out another jade slip from his arms and handed it to Qin Mo, saying: "This It’s a map of Misty Ridge, you are careful.”

Qin Mo nodded slightly and turned and left here.

The disciples behind him looked at the back of Qin Mo, and there was no discussion.

"It’s a master!"

"I went to the foggy mountain!"

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Qin Mo did not care about the words of everyone behind him. After leaving everyone's sight, he casually played the jade in his hand. The long jade's fingers reflect the blue jade is like a perfect piece of art.

For a long time, it was enough to play, Qin Mo was able to put the gods into the jade, I wonder if it was because of his coma when the spirit was trapped in the mysterious space, although his first use of God is very smooth.

The first jade was burned in his mission, picking peach fruit.

Peach fruit is a commonly used herbal medicine for refining medicinal herbs. The alchemy teacher can improve the quality of medicinal herbs by adding pecans when refining medicinal herbs.

There are also common places and appearances of peach fruit on the jade. The peach fruit is similar to the peach that Qin Mo has seen in the past, that is, it is only the size of the adult's thumb, and the color is the clear blue color.

The second jade is a map of the Misty Ridge and its details. The Misty Ridge suddenly appeared in the southern part of the blue sky thousands of years ago. Originally it was just an ordinary jungle. Although there are also monsters, the level is generally not high.

Thousands of years ago, a strange black mist emerged from the ground, and the entire misty hill was surrounded overnight.

At first, the monks thought that the black fog would be dangerous, but later they found that only the monsters inside changed their grades in a short time, and there were many precious herbs, and nothing else. With good changes, they will let go of their hearts, and as time goes by, it has gradually become a treasure place for the monks in the blue sky to level up their treasure hunt.

The Misty Ridge is very close to the Moon Gate, and the disciples of Yueqingmen often come here to practice. The more dangerous the fog is going inside, the higher the level of the beast, and the monks in the refining period can only be active in the periphery.

Probably only half a cup of tea, Qin Mo has reached the fog. Seen from the periphery, the thick black fog encircles the foggy ridge, but there is no sign of intrusion into the periphery of the foggy ridge.

Qin Mo has become accustomed to these magical phenomena in the realm of cultivation, and he did not feel surprised. He stepped into the foggy mountains at will.

The daylight suddenly darkened, but it was not as gloomy as it looked outside. Although it was dim but did not affect the object, Qin Mo looked around the plants that grew very well. I guess there might be something here to provide them.

Qin Mo once again looked at the map in Yu Jianzhong and went straight to the place where the peach fruit was marked. He had to complete the task before going to experience.

Above the cliff, Qin Mo looked at the green fruit of the jade box, and he couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief. I didn't expect the place where the fruit was growing to be so remote. If he was not careful, he could not find the peach fruit.

Moreover, this foggy mountain is not a famous dangerous place in the blue sky. Qin Mo looked at his blood-stained Biyoujian. He walked along, and I don’t know how many monsters I met. Although they only have the refining period, they are extremely rare. It’s gone.

Put the jade box into the Qiankun bag, Qin book stood straight and took care of his clothes, and then took out the flying implements on his body - a fan, thin lips and tight face, sitting face to face indifferently, facing Go somewhere else.

Around the green color of the blue, from time to time there are birds singing, in this environment, Qin ink has been tightly tempered to ease.

Since coming to the world, he has been careful and afraid of being found by others to be different, and this way of repairing a person to disappear is a lot.

Now, Qin Mo slightly narrowed his eyes and sniffed the fresh taste of the nose. He only felt that his heart was wide open. There seems to be something broken in the vague soul.

"Let go! I am the daughter of the head of the moon, if you dare to treat me, I will not let you go!"

Just when Qin Mo was extremely relaxed, the familiar girl voice came with the wind, Qin Mo Yu made the action of the flying fan, and stopped in the air, this voice is Jin Linger.

"Is the woman in the head very great?" A crisp juvenile sound followed, and it sounded like his age was small, but it was very arrogant.

Qin Mo brow wrinkled and went to the place where the sound was made.

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