One month has passed since the sect competition. After returning, Tian Buhui and Dudu carefully studied the future development.
In the world of cultivating immortals, one must have the consciousness of a cultivator. Fighting with others is unavoidable.
With the existing resources and his own strength, Dudu designed several plans for him. If they can be successfully implemented, he will basically have no opponents during the Qi refining period.
However, if he wants to implement the plan, he still needs to learn new skills. The basic things he learned in each peak are not enough to support him.
Each production method of elixirs, formations, puppets, and spells within the sect requires contribution points. Those with slightly higher levels have a limit on the number of completed tasks.
If you have empty contribution points and fail to complete the sect's tasks, these things will not be redeemed to you.
On the one hand, this regulation restricts disciples with backgrounds from directly obtaining sect resources through financial resources. On the other hand, it is intended to train disciples so that they can complete tasks and gain experience in the world of cultivation.
Tian Buhui has been preparing for the mission for the past month.
Not only do you need to learn more advanced techniques and skills, but as your cultivation level continues to improve, you will encounter the first threshold in the cultivation process, foundation building.
The foundation-building period is undoubtedly a huge chasm for immortal cultivators. Only by crossing it can one truly break away from the mortal realm.
Besides, a life span of two hundred years is really attractive to people.
There are countless people in the world of immortal cultivation who have never praised foundation building in their entire lives.
In the cave, Tian Buhui packed his things.
This trip will probably last a long time, so I will take almost everything I can bring with me.
He looked around at the cave where he lived for a while.
I always feel like something is missing, and I still don’t have a sense of belonging here for so long.
Mission Peak, the busiest peak of Linghua Sect, where all disciples receive training missions.
When Tian Buhui came to the main hall, he could already feel how busy it was. Many disciples, like him, became very motivated after being stimulated by the competition, and began to frequently complete sect tasks in order to gain contribution points in exchange for more sect resources.
The sect is happy to see this happen. At this time of year, a large number of tasks are arranged and the disciples are encouraged to complete them.
Just when Tian Buhui was about to step into the mission hall, a voice suddenly shouted from behind: "Junior Brother Tian!"
When he turned around, he saw Shi Yanmo, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
Tian Buhui rarely went to the Alchemy Peak during this period, and would only go there once a month when an alchemist was teaching.
Shi Yanmo behaved lazily. Unless Shi Jingyi had to go to teach, he didn't know what he was busy with at other times. There were very few opportunities for the two of them to meet.
"Senior Brother Shi, what a coincidence that you are here to receive the mission?" Tian Buhui greeted him with a smile on his face.
Shi Yanmo is the person he has been most familiar with in Linghua Sect for so long, and he feels that this person is a good person and a friend he can make.
"Hey, I can't help but I'm in a hurry at home, so let's see if I can handle a simple task." He didn't shy away from it at all.
"Senior brother is free and easy, but junior brother is far inferior to you." Tian Buhui said in admiration.
"Nonsense, I'm afraid you are not like others, you are laughing at me for being lazy and unwilling to make progress!" Shi Yanmo pretended to be angry.
"How dare you? Senior brother, if you say that, you have wronged me, junior brother!"
"Haha! I just said that you are different from those common people. How can you cultivate so many rules in cultivating immortals? Only when you are free and carefree can you become an immortal." Shi Yanmo hugged Tian Buhui's neck and laughed.
Tian Buhui felt a little uncomfortable when he was suddenly hugged by a man. He twisted his neck and said, "What senior brother said is true. Who doesn't want to be a happy god?"
He didn't say the rest. Of course, everyone wants to be free and happy, but how many people can truly be free and easy.
There is no ordinary disciple who is not trying his best for training resources. I am afraid that only the young master who has family support behind him and does not worry about training resources will say this.
However, everyone has their own way of living, and the journey of cultivating immortals is inherently mysterious. Some people can rise steadily by accumulating resources, while some people can advance by leaps and bounds as long as they have clear ideas. It is impossible to say which one is better than the other.
During the conversation, Shi Yanmo walked into the mission hall with Tian Buhui in his arms. It was already full of disciples and it was noisy.
"Junior brother, have you thought about what kind of mission you want to take on when you come here?" Shi Yanmo asked as he loosened his arm.
Tian Buhui looked around. It was his first time to come to the mission hall. The scene here was like the ticket hall of the original World Railway Station.
A row of counters are responsible for receiving disciples, recording receipts or submitting tasks.
On the surrounding walls are light screens formed by some magic circles, which record the requirements for receiving tasks and the rewards for completing them.
Seeing him looking around, Shi Yanmo said: "Junior brother, this is not your first time doing a sect mission, right?"
Tian Buhui smiled awkwardly: "I'm not afraid of senior brother's jokes. This is really my first time here."
"Oh?" Shi Yanmo looked him up and down.
He remembered that it had been nearly a year since he first met Tian Buhui. He had not done any sect tasks for such a long time. How did he maintain his daily practice?
It seems that there must be something different about him, not as simple as I thought before.
I don’t want to think too much about whether someone else has money or not. What does it have to do with me? Who can’t have their own secrets?
Shi Yanmo said, "It's okay. Although I don't come here often, I still understand the rules here. I'll show you around."
"Thank you, senior brother!"
Shi Yanmo separated from the crowd and took Tian Buhui around the hall. It was easy for the disciples to accept the mission. They only needed to remember the mission number and go to the counter to register.
Most of the tasks are to find spiritual herbs and elixirs, precious ores and the like.
Then there are the private tasks issued by some inner disciples or elder deacons to take care of the medicine garden and raise spiritual beasts.
These tasks do not require leaving the sect, but the contribution value given is not much.
Shi Yanmo didn't like any of the tasks, while Tian Buhui was considering whether to just do some tasks in the sect.
To be honest, he has no shortage of contribution points. He can redeem the elixirs, charms and other things he made.
His purpose is to complete the sect's tasks and meet the requirements for exchanging high-level items. There are uncertain dangers when going out, and the tasks within the sect take a lot of time.
Just when he was hesitating, a bell suddenly sounded outside the hall.
"Dong dong dong~"
The voice sounded urgent, as if something urgent was happening.
"I'm going!" Shi Yanmo exclaimed, pulling Tian Buhui and running out of the hall.
Other disciples also walked out of the hall one after another, wanting to see what exactly happened.
As soon as the two of them arrived at the entrance of the main hall, they saw a stream of light passing from the direction of the main peak and disappearing into the mission hall.
"Telephone!"
"Senior brother, what's going on? What does the bell ring just now mean?" Tian Buhui asked curiously.
"I'm afraid something big is going to happen!" Shi Yanmo frowned slightly and looked towards the main peak.
