Tang Dynasty, the eleventh year of Yuan Dynasty.
In March, the climate in the mountains is still wet and cold.
When the night has just receded, although the sky is bright, the sun has not yet risen. The mountains and fields are covered with white frost, and all the branches, grass and leaves are covered with white frost.
There are hundreds of piles of excavated traces in this area of mountains and fields. Looking around, one after another small soil bags occupy the ground for several miles nearby. Under the fishy smell of the soil, there is a more pungent smell. smell.
"Uh-huh——"
A very long breath awakened the silence here.
This person, shrouded in a black robe and sitting cross-legged on the ground, looked almost the same as the surrounding small mounds of soil. It was not until he made this sound that he was clearly distinguished from the dead soil.
He raised his head and saw a few lines of text floating in the void in front of him that only he could see.
[Attention, another group of reincarnators has been detected arriving in this world, and a hostile mission has been generated.
The original mission time limit was extended, with additional requirements that the mission should arrive in Chang'an City before August this year and stay until the last day of August.
Those who are hostile to reincarnation will also accept this request.
Additional mission criteria: Kill at least two enemy reincarnators. 】
"What kind of surprise is this?"
Su Mu sighed again, took out a small wooden comb and combed his beard.
His beard and hair are pitch black, so thick that it makes people feel that the color does not grow naturally from the human body. The beard hangs down to the chest and abdomen, and the long hair on the top of his head is fixed with seven wooden hairpins with sharp ends. Two strands were left on the temples, hanging down in front of her body.
The black quaint robe appears to be a solid color, simple and unadorned, but under certain angles of light, the dark patterns on it will appear, as if they are the outlines of some centipedes, long snakes, and soaring thoughts.
"Taoist, Taoist, have you received the news?"
Sun Ling came running with an afterimage. He was wearing a Gebu bunt. His two arms and the muscles on both sides of his neck still showed a strong sense of strength under the cover of the clothes.
"It's been almost a month since we came here. Why did we suddenly add a mission and not reveal the enemy's situation at all?"
Compared to his obvious dissatisfaction, there was a little uneasiness hidden underneath.
Su Mu was much deeper and said calmly: "Such unconventional team battles are usually fought between different bases."
"You don't have to worry. If you can be arranged for a team battle, then their overall evaluation and ours before entering this mission should be similar."
"On this basis, we have one month longer than them. Whether it is personal progress or borrowing from this mission world, it can be said that the advantage is on our side."
Sun Ling frowned and rolled his neck: "That's okay, but after all, there are more mandatory requirements, and there are more opponents coming directly to us, so the original plan must make some changes."
"No need."
Seeing that the time had come and the sun was about to rise, Su Mu threw up a chain. The dark chain was more than ten meters long and coiled around the two of them.
Within those hundreds of mounds, thick, ink-colored black smoke rose up in twists and turns, forming the image of tall horses one after another, and then invariably launched a charge towards this side with long neighs.
In all directions, the momentum of the galloping horses was quite terrifying, but as soon as it touched the chain, the black smoke horse was instantly absorbed.
The trembling of the chains became more and more intense, as if conveying the emotion of joy.
"Basically, there is no need to change the plan that was drawn up before. It's just that some additions need to be made in the last step."
When the sound of the horse's neighing became more and more sparse, the last sound of hoofbeats disappeared on the chain, leaving only a few lingering notes of black smoke.
Su Mu raised his hand, took the newly made "Five Horse Pagoda Lock" in his hand, stroked it with satisfaction, and spoke with a smile.
"That's good. The time limit has been extended. We can just go to Chang'an City in person and take a look at the last part of the plan with the leader."
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[Current world background:
It has been several generations since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, and the war between iron horses and horses has not disappeared. A man of three religions and nine schools, he is a reckless hero who roams the rivers, lakes and courts to his heart's content, and never tires of immersing himself in prosperity, singing, conspiracy, and battles.
The mission time limit is six months and the mission details are as follows.
Standard 1: Defeat the main force of Huo Luo Dao in the Western Region.
Standard 2: Defeat more than three masters in this world.
Standard 3: Interfering with the cause and effect of life and death of more than ten thousand people, or interfering with the life and death of more than ten master-level figures in this world.
Standard 4: Complete the promotion from three-star to four-star within the period of this mission.
Standard 5: Defeat the enemy's team of reincarnators, "White Bones and Heartless, Childlike and Innocent", and kill more than half of the members of the enemy team.
The additional requirement is to arrive in Chang'an City before August this year and stay until the last day of August.
Those who are hostile to reincarnation will also accept this request.
Completion of three or more of the above task standards will be deemed as qualified. The higher the degree of completion, the more generous the task rewards will be.
Note that this task is a temporary team task. All task standards can be completed by the team as a whole. Individual contributions will be calculated when the task is completed.
Note that this task is a temporary team task and there are implicit rules.
If after passing this mission, all members have no casualties and are promoted to four stars, it is possible to achieve the "Everything is the Same" achievement, and the temporary team contract can be automatically converted into a formal team contract.
If after the end of this mission, there is only one reincarnation left on both sides, it is possible to achieve one-fifth of the "Tiansha Lone Star" achievement, and four temporary team contracts will be arranged in a row.
Note that the basic identity information, local common language and characters have been transmitted to the reincarnation consciousness.
Dear reincarnator, I wish you joyful strife!
The mission begins! 】
After the transmission was completed, Guan Luoyang and the three of them appeared in a simple living room.
The floor is paved with blue-black bricks, and the joints are not neat. There are signs of loose joints and missing corners in many places. Moss has grown near the corners of the walls.
The paper on the door has turned yellow, and you can see with the naked eye that the thick paper has a layer of burrs. The wood used as the door panel has also been mottled with paint, revealing the original color of the wood inside.
There are four bamboo mats and quilts in the room, three of which look newer, and the quilts are relatively neat. On the bamboo mat closest to the corner, there is a child wrapped in the quilt.
The identities of Guan Luoyang and the three of them are now the disciples of the old temple master of this snow-clearing Taoist temple.
The old temple master Xue Longzi only accepted four disciples. The eldest disciple An Feiyu, the second disciple Guan Luoyang, and the third disciple Gu Lanxiang have all already left their training and are traveling around.
While the three of them were away, Xue Longzi took in a fourth disciple, the little Taoist priest Xia Qing who was still sleeping over there.
The three of them looked at each other and went out without disturbing the little Taoist priest.
"The team battle mission turned out to be like this. Except for the addition of a group of reincarnation opponents, it seemed to be no different from other official missions."
Gu Lanxiang whispered, "I thought this kind of mission would only have one requirement, and it would be considered successful as long as the opponent is killed."
Anfeiyu seemed to have the same feeling: "The place where both parties must go is almost a duel ground, but it is as big as the entire Chang'an City. Fortunately, Guan Luoyang bought the positioning service in advance, otherwise, we would just It’s a big hassle to find someone.”
Guan Luoyang was already walking around in the yard.
This Taoist temple is really small. The courtyard in front of the door can be walked across in less than twenty steps.
There is just such a courtyard, but it is connected to a temple dedicated to the Sanqing statue and two houses. On the left is the kitchen stove and woodshed, and on the right is the living place.
If you want to use the toilet, you have to open the back door from the woodshed.
Guan Luoyang walked into the main hall. The statues of the Three Pure Ones were each about half the size of a human being. The painted sculptures were still complete and were cleaned very well, but after all, there were some traces of time.
In front of the statue of Sanqing, there was a thin coffin with two white cloths hanging on it.
The lights of three white candles were unlit, and there were fruit plates and incense burners nearby.
The thin and frail Taoist lying in the coffin was Xue Longzi.
According to the settings in the basic identity information, Xue Longzi called back the three apprentices he had accepted in his early years when the deadline was approaching. As soon as the three apprentices arrived, he drove west.
The Taoist temple was poor and did not have a great reputation in the neighborhood, so it was simply arranged for Xue Longzi's funeral. He should be buried on the ninth day of March, which was today.
Guan Luoyang pressed his palm on the coffin. It was really a thin coffin, made of a thin layer of wood and painted with some cheap paint. The brown-red paint was applied very unevenly.
An Feiyu glanced here outside the palace and said: "Since it is an ancient background, I have to change into an outfit that is not too conspicuous. Guan... Second Junior Brother, do you want to come with me?"
Gu Lanxiang stretched out her sleeves and said: "I was used to wearing ancient costumes before. I don't need to change this outfit. I just went to find a tavern and teahouse first to see if I can find out more information about this mission world. Bar."
"I don't need it, my clothes can transform."
Guan Luoyang was originally wearing a white sweater on his upper body and black trousers on his lower body. At this time, a finger of his right hand gently tapped his temple, and a layer of light and shadow seemed to float on the clothes all over his body, twisting slightly.
Wow!
His big sleeves were hanging down, and his clothes had turned into a Yunhe Taoist robe with a white background and ink patterns.
Thousand Illusions Treasure Clothes, a two-star prop, can change its style according to the wearer's thoughts. Although it is called Thousand Illusions, the changes are based on physical extension, not illusion effects.
It can provide a certain degree of defense, and will not get wet when it enters water or dust.
The defensive power attached to this clothes may not be as strong as Guan Luoyang's own body, but this changing function is really convenient.
Guan Luoyang controlled his energy and blood a little more, and his hair turned into blood tips. The short hair on his head quickly grew long and fell down.
"Huh!"
Gu Lanxiang jumped over and pulled up his sleeves to make sure it was real material. The look in her eyes suddenly changed, "Good guy, your clothes still have this function? Where did you buy them?" , I will also go there after I get back."
Anfeiyu waved his hand: "Then I will go by myself, and the second junior brother will stay in this Taoist temple for a while."
Guan Luoyang replied to Gulanxiang, then walked towards Anfeiyu, took out two gold beads the size of longan, and said: "If you go out, buy a coffin and a blank tombstone. After all, Despite my status here, I might as well do something."
This gold was prepared when they gathered together to discuss before the mission.
In most mission worlds, gold is considered hard currency.
Amphibian nodded and went out.
Gu Lanxiang also went to inquire about the news.
Guan Luoyang stayed in the hall for a while, his ears twitched, and he turned around to see that the little Taoist priest had already dressed up and walked to the door.
"Second senior brother."
Xia Qing is fourteen years old this year, and her appearance is not particularly outstanding, but her deer eyes, with clear black and white, make her look a bit cute.
The Taoist robe he wore was also a regular Taoist robe, more like a dark blue cotton coat, a little bloated, with narrow but thick sleeves, which kept him warm in this weather.
Guan Luoyang looked at the little Taoist priest carefully, and he could sense the power of his mind and get some feedback from this little Taoist priest that was obviously different from ordinary people.
When Xia Qing was asleep before, he didn't feel it very much. Now that he was awake and listening carefully, his breathing rhythm also had some traces of deliberateness.
Guan Luoyang had an idea, waved and said: "Come here, the three of us have been back for a few days. We have been busy with things. If you are free today, let me see how your Kung Fu training is going."
Since there are terms such as Jianghu and Grandmaster in the mission information, then this world is most likely a martial arts world.
Sure enough, when Xia Qing heard this, he didn't show any doubts. He came closer obediently, clenched his fists, and said, "Master used to ask me to hit his palms when he checked his homework."
Guan Luoyang smiled and opened his right hand: "Then use this method and hit my palm."
Xia Qing nodded, his breathing speeded up, his face tightened slightly, he exhaled loudly, and punched Guan Luoyang in the palm.
Guan Luoyang suddenly noticed a cold breath, which was extremely aggressive and wanted to penetrate into his body from the skin of his palm.
The little Taoist priest closed his fist, and a few wisps of ice-white cold air visible to the naked eye emerged around his fist.
Guan Luoyang turned his palms and took a look. His palms were all icy white. Although for him, as long as he spread his fingers slightly, he could use his skin to disperse the coldness.
But if it were to be used as another target, even if it was used to hunt a buffalo, it would probably freeze the cow into shock.
Look at the little Taoist priest again. After such a punch, he only panted slightly and then fully recovered.
Guan Luoyang asked: "How many years have you been practicing?"
"More than three years, almost four years."
Xia Qing was a little embarrassed, "Master sometimes scolds me for being stupid, and sometimes says I'm still above average. Second Senior Brother, how am I doing in practice?"
"Yeah, not bad."
Guan Luoyang thought: A minor can reach this level in three years.
If his qualifications are really only above average, then is it because the level of martial arts education in the entire world is relatively high, or is it that this small Taoist temple is not as ordinary as it seems on the surface...
