Registration desk.

Hou Dongsheng bowed deeply to the old man sitting on the stage.

He handed over the task wooden sign in his hands with both hands.

Only then did the old man take over the task board and register with a pen.

"This is a guard mission. You need to guard it for three months. There is no formation on the island, and there is no one to hand it over to you. It is a deserted island. When you arrive, put down the Bagua Xuansuo Formation and the formation will record it.

The time you are guarding, this is the map..."

"By the way...what's your last name?"

"Xuan Yue rises in the east." Hou Dongsheng replied.

"What!? Are you a descendant of the Xuanyue family?"

"Um...is there any problem?" Hou Dongsheng asked with a frown.

"Um...it's nothing. Show me your Douban and let me verify your identity."

Hou Dongsheng handed over Tianqingshan Douban honestly.

The old man checked it carefully and found that it was indeed a Douban issued by the Xuanyue family of Tianqing Mountain.

"Is it possible that the Xuanyue family cannot accept this mission?" Hou Dongsheng asked curiously.

The old man smiled slightly and did not explain, but quickly completed the task registration.

It was so smooth that Hou Dongsheng was a little surprised.

In theory, the scalper should be colluding with the old man so that he can use the information and make a little money.

Hou Dongsheng frowned and left with doubts.

After Hou Dongsheng left, the middle-aged man walked out of the shadows and looked at Hou Dongsheng's departure with a sneer.

His name is Shen Changbin, and he is the elder of the Black Night Division of Gongyi Hall, the master-disciple faction. Of course, he is not the scalper Hou Dongsheng calls him.

Hou Dongsheng took it for granted and brought the experience of his previous life into this life. The two are not the same world at all.

On the one hand, the descendants of the Tianqing Sect family enjoy the family resources, but on the other hand, they have to receive the sect's resources. Having two ends for one person has long aroused strong dissatisfaction among the master and apprentice factions.

What's more, the monthly salary of the Xuanyue family is twice that of ordinary inner disciples. If you get two, it will be three times.

How unfair is this!?

The mission hall is the mission hall of the master and apprentice factions. Therefore, any tasks that are easy to do in the mission hall will only be passed on to the master and apprentice factions and will not fall into the hands of the family faction at all. This can effectively prevent the incompetent family faction monks from getting too many

Eat more and occupy more.

However, even so, there are still many monks in the family faction who can successfully complete the task and eat more and occupy more in a reasonable and legal manner.

Wherever there is injustice, there is resistance. The low-level disciples of their master-disciple faction established the Hall of Justice, pursuing only two words.

"fair!"

At the beginning, Justice Hall was just a voluntary organization that waved flags and shouted for the benefit of the master and apprentice factions. However, waving flags and shouting was completely ineffective. Instead, it attracted ridicule from the disciples of the aristocratic family. Then Justice Hall gradually became secretive.

Nowadays, Justice Hall has become a powerful organization within the master-disciple faction, and few people have heard of it.

Only extremely loyal disciples can join the Justice Hall. Among them, Jindan Master even holds an important position in the Justice Hall. It is rumored that the Yuanying ancestor of the master-disciple faction also knows the existence of the Justice Hall, but the superior Yuanying elder

Zu didn’t know the darkness of Justice Hall.

"The injustice under the sun will be repaid by darkness." Shen Changbin muttered silently, turned around and left.

This is the philosophy of Gongyi Hall.

Today Shen Changbin dropped another bait.

Xuanyue Dongsheng, the son-in-law of the Xuanyue family, ate it.

A loser who depends on his wife and wants to eat and occupy more will eventually spit out everything that does not belong to him.

The way of heaven damages more than it can make up for. There will eventually be justice in this world, but special means must be used!

Hou Dongsheng knew nothing about everything. He couldn't integrate into the Xuanyue family, so how could he possibly know about the fierce struggle secretly between the master-disciple faction and the aristocratic family forces.

He only knew that these two factions did not deal with each other, but he did not know exactly why. He did not expect that this kind of failure to deal with him would one day fall on his head, and eventually lead to the death of an innocent female cultivator who was a stranger.

Painting Rain Mountain.

Mountain near the sea.

Flying from Dibei Continent to Killua Island happens to pass through a canyon in Huayu Mountain.

Simple concealment formations were arranged on both sides of the canyon.

Five foundation-building bandit cultivators were hiding on both sides of the canyon, ready to launch an attack at any time.

"When will the fat sheep come?" One of the men with a sinister look asked impatiently.

"Almost." A foundation-building bandit cultivator nodded: "Just wait for half a stick of incense, and the fat sheep will be here soon."

He just finished speaking.

A flash of water-colored light appeared in everyone's field of vision, but this flash of water-colored light did not fly from the land to the sea, but from the sea to the land.

The five foundation-building bandit cultivators in ambush looked at each other in shock.

Whoever he fucks is not fucked, and whoever he robs is not robbed.

Now that it's here, kill it!

These five people started almost at the same time.

Five fierce attacks were directed at the escaping water-colored light without any warning.

The water-colored escape light was shaken violently by five attacks, and finally exploded into a huge cloud of water mist.

When the five people saw this, they burst into laughter. One of the bandit cultivators even activated the treasure on his body and headed towards the huge mist.

The sound of booming and booming is endless...

at the same time.

A faint escaping light suddenly appeared.

When the light disappeared, it was none other than Hou Dongsheng.

This road is the only way to Killua Island on the sea.

Hou Dongsheng would consciously avoid the canyon when he saw it. He would rather go around in a circle than put himself in danger. Moreover, he had hidden his escape light all the way.

This is called careful sailing.

suddenly.

A fierce battle broke out in the canyon.

A female cultivator practicing water-based Taoism was besieged by five bandit cultivators in the foundation-building stage.

The female cultivator performed a strange water-based magic, and billowing white mist instantly enveloped the entire canyon.

This white mist spell is quite extraordinary in dealing with group attacks. Unfortunately, it is still difficult to escape the long-planned bandit cultivators in the foundation building stage.

Hou Dongsheng shook his right hand and held the Blood God Sword in his hand.

Force out a drop of blood evil and smear it on the body of the Blood God Sword.

His body is like electricity and his feet are in the void.

Hou Dongsheng rushed into the battle group with the Blood God Sword in hand.

A sword is an empty butterfly.

"Pfft!"

"ah!"

With a scream, a figure fell from the mid-air. He looked at his chest with unconfidence, the bloody hole that had been cut, and a huge feeling of exhaustion swallowed his mind.

He looked up at the sky, which was filled with white mist.

In the white mist, there is a spiritual snake swallowing clouds and spitting mist.

A tsunami-like feeling of exhaustion completely swept through the body and soul.

He closed his eyes completely.

This is just the beginning,

The killing continues!

Hou Dongsheng is like a tiger among sheep, invincible!

A sword and a dragon spin.

The sword light flashed.

A cultivator had his neck wiped.

He pressed his hand on his cut neck, and blood gurgled out.
To be continued...