What a coincidence, Nie Yuan saw Song Wan'er as soon as he came out of the woods.
I saw a large number of male disciples following him, who were courting him. Some gave him flowers, some gave him spiritual weapons, and some rich people gave him money. Some gave him everything.
It's a pity that Song Wan'er is still as cold as ice, not caring about them at all, and even has an expression of disgust on her face.
Nie Yuan saw her, and she naturally saw Nie Yuan. She ignored the enthusiastic fans behind her and walked straight towards Nie Yuan.
Seeing Song Waner walking towards him, Nie Yuan jumped out of the way. Unfortunately, it was too late. Song Waner walked in front of Nie Yuan in two or three steps.
"What a coincidence, Xuan Chou, we meet again." Song Wan'er said, still as cold as ice, with no emotion at all.
"Yes, what a coincidence, it's bad luck again." Nie Yuan said and left.
He didn't want to have anything to do with Song Wan'er.
"Xuanchi, wait."
Nie Yuan originally didn't want to pay attention to Song Wan'er's cry and just walked away. However, because the original owner's emotions had such a great impact on him, he forced him to turn around and stop.
"What's the matter?" Nie Yuan said calmly.
"This is a pastry I made myself. Try it." Song Wan'er took out a beautifully decorated box from her storage bag and handed it to Nie Yuan.
This operation immediately exposed the attentive male disciples behind him to the frying pan. He was licking like this, and the goddess didn't even look at him. As soon as the boy who used the back door showed his head, the goddess walked towards him and actually... I made cakes for him with my own hands.
But they dared to be angry and dare not speak out. The goddess's strength was not something to be boasted about. A slap could send them back to their mother's womb.
Due to the emotional influence of the original owner, Nie Yuan wanted to pick it up, but his strong willpower pushed him back and said, "I can't bear the cakes made by the goddess of the outer sect herself."
After that, Nie Yuan was about to leave.
Song Wan'er could feel that Nie Yuan was deliberately alienating herself, but the more he acted like this, the more curious she became about why he had a familiar feeling on his body, why he wanted to save her, and why he deliberately alienated herself.
"Boy, don't be shameless. It's your blessing that the goddess gives you something. How dare you refuse."
"That's right, kid..."
"Shut up!"
The people behind him wanted to say something more, but Song Wan'er shouted to stop. Everyone looked at each other and had to hold back their anger, waiting for an opportunity to give this kid some color.
Watching Nie Yuan's retreating back, Song Wan'er didn't say anything, nor did she catch up. She just took one more look before heading towards her destination, leaving a bunch of fanatic fans there cursing angrily.
Some of them went so far as to keep up with Nie Yuan's pace, with a bit of coldness in their eyes.
"Xuanchi, where are you going?"
Suddenly, a disciple appeared in front of him. He was at the fourth level of spiritual light realm and blocked Nie Yuan's path with a joking look on his face.
This person was not Song Wan'er's crazy fan. He had other reasons for blocking Nie Yuan's way.
"Senior brother, what do you mean?" Nie Yuan sensed the other party's bad intentions and did not give him a good look.
The disciple sneered, walked up to Nie Yuan, put a hand on his shoulder, and said jokingly: "The 1.2 million yesterday was quite comfortable to hold."
Only then did Nie Yuan realize that this guy was another disciple of Zishan who came to find a place for himself.
Just when Nie Yuan was about to say something, he suddenly felt a manic spiritual power rushing down his shoulders, rushing into his body, and rushing through the eight extraordinary meridians.
Nie Yuan sneered. This little spiritual power was not even worthy of tickling him. He immediately pushed him back and forced his own spiritual power into his body.
Immediately, the disciple was bounced several feet away, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
A manic force continued to collide within the body, and some meridians could not bear it and were directly stretched out of cracks.
Nie Yuan was very powerful. Although he only injected a little manic spiritual power into the opponent's body, he still tortured the opponent half to death.
I saw him vomiting out a mouthful of blood again, and the arrogance just now disappeared without a trace, leaving only a look of pain on his face.
"Boy, if you don't have the strength, don't come out to show off. It's easy to do the splits." Nie Yuan patted the disciple on the shoulder and left the place.
When he was about to go up the mountain, he suddenly saw a tall palace standing nearby. Isn't it the mission hall that Yan Xin introduced to him yesterday.
With a mindset of gaining knowledge, Nie Yuan walked into the mission hall.
After entering the mission hall, Nie Yuan was immediately shocked by the scene before him.
Dozens of huge jade pieces were seen standing among them, and hundreds of jade tokens were hung on each piece. Each jade token represented a mission.
Nie Yuan looked closely at a piece of jade. The tasks were ranked in order from high to low, and the rewards were naturally different, ranging from tens of thousands at the highest to several hundred at the lowest.
And each jade tablet is marked with a reminder, which clearly states what level of monk this task is suitable for.
Nie Yuan took a look at it and found that the lowest one was also a task for a disciple of the first level of spiritual light realm.
Nie Yuan also planned to take a mission and go out for fun. Although he now had the ability to take on the highest mission, he didn't want to be too conspicuous, so he chose a mission suitable for the third level of spiritual light realm.
After a while, Nie Yuan fell in love with a mission to hunt down the second-order monster beast Barbarian Bear.
Although the Barbarian Bear is a second-level monster, it has strength comparable to that of a spiritual light realm monk, and it is not an ordinary spiritual light realm monk. This is all due to its terrifying body.
This mission was right for him, so Nie Yuan went for the mission of Barbarian Bear.
But when he held the jade token to take it, the jade token did not move at all. He looked at the other disciples gently picking up the mission jade token, and then looked at the jade token he was holding. Nie Yuan was a little confused. Is the way you hold it wrong?
Just when Nie Yuan was confused, the disciple on the side laughed and said: "You can only accept the mission here if you have reached the spiritual light realm. You want to accept the mission through the back door. You are overestimating your capabilities."
"Huh? Are there any restrictions on accepting tasks?" Nie Yuan was not angry, but continued to ask.
"What a piece of rubbish. You don't even understand the rules here. Only monks above the spiritual light realm can accept the missions in the mission hall. You and other rubbish who haven't even broken through the spiritual light realm will naturally not be able to accept missions here." The man continued to taunt.
Except for one sentence, Nie Yuan heard nothing else. He was muttering to himself at this moment: "Who is so wicked? You have nothing to do, so you set this ban."
After walking out of the mission hall, Nie Yuan ran towards Cuizhu Peak.
His most important task now is to break through to the spiritual light realm. In the sect, without the spiritual light realm, it is really inconvenient.
Wherever he goes, he will be looked at strangely. Although he is thick-skinned than the city wall, he can't help but act like this. The most important thing is that he cannot accept tasks below the spiritual light level.
As soon as they reached Cuizhu Peak, they saw Yan Xin lying on the armchair, holding an ancient book in his hand, reading with great pleasure.
"My good disciple, where were you last night?" Seeing Nie Yuan coming up, Yan Xin put down the ancient book and looked at Nie Yuan with a smile on his face.
Although the smile was sweet, it looked a little scary in Nie Yuan's eyes.
Nie Yuan stammered: "No... not going anywhere, just wandering around."
