Hujiang Town is a small town on the edge of the middle of the Zhengdao cultivation world. The name of this town comes from the fact that there is a big river in this town named Hujiang.

The Hujiang River is very wide, and the scenery on both sides of the river is very beautiful. It is unknown where the source comes from, but some people say it comes from the Tianshan Mountains, and the end flows to the East China Sea.

The famous thing about Hujiang River is not the scenery or its majesty, but the rich iron ore at the bottom of the vast Hujiang River. This kind of iron ore is most suitable for forging flying swords.

Therefore, many cultivation sects sent their disciples to mine here, and many casual cultivators also came here in the hope of mining some iron ore and selling it in exchange for spiritual stones or other needs. Over time, this place developed.

Hujiang Town.

At first, Hujiang Town was quite lively, but as the iron ore mines were gradually emptied out, many sects had already withdrawn, and Hujiang Town became quiet. Now the cultivators who stayed in Hujiang Town could only live in Hujiang Town.

Jiang searched everywhere. If he was lucky, he would be able to dig up some. If he was not lucky, he might not be able to find them even after ten years.

At this time, a new face slowly walked into Hujiang Town. To say it was a new face, it was better to say that a weirdo had arrived.

I saw that the other party's whole body was covered in animal fur, and he was simply a hairy man. Although there are all kinds of cultivators, and there are many cultivators who wear weird clothes, this image of a 'hairy man' is really rare. However, most people are curious about it.

Passers-by just looked at it once or twice, and then went about their own business.

And such a strange character is none other than Ling Fan. He was dressed like this out of helplessness because he no longer had the energy to restore his body! Besides, dressing up like this is better than wearing a skeleton.

Okay. If others saw a skeleton walking around the town, it would be strange that Ling Fan didn't pay attention to it.

At first, Ling Fan was a little afraid to come out, for fear of being seen through by others. But now, Ling Fan was obviously thinking too much. Others only looked at him a few more times, and then stopped looking at him. In their eyes, he was like this now.

With such a similar appearance, he just thought he was an unknown wild cultivator!

In addition, as a cultivator, you will not easily check the strength of others. After all, if a weak cultivator checks rashly, if his strength is higher than his own, the investigation will inevitably lead to death. Now Ling Fan is wearing

He is so eccentric, and his temper may be extremely eccentric. If you offend him, you may lose your life.

Therefore, in order to save their lives, cultivators almost always live in a low-key manner and will not make fun of their own lives.

The cultivators who come to Hujiang Town, whether they are disciples of sects or casual cultivators, almost always go straight to the iron ore mines under the Hujiang River. However, if it is almost the case, there are naturally exceptions, such as Ling Fan.

Now Ling Fan came to Hujiang Town, for no other reason than to get some clothes to wear in this town. And in Hujiang Town, there are indeed things that should be available, but the key is that Ling Fan does not have the realm of cultivation.

The currency in circulation - Lingshi.

Seeing that he was passing by a small shop selling clothes, the cheapest set of clothes was worth five low-grade spiritual stones. Ling Fan, who didn't have a penny on his body, could only stand outside the shop and watch helplessly.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

There were only three loud sounds of gongs and drums, and then in the small square in the center of the town, there were shouts: "Come, come, come, pass by, don't miss it!"

When Ling Fan heard the sound, he thought it was an entertainer at first. After all, in the mortal world, he often slipped out of the Wolong Mountains and went to nearby cities. However, such shouting was usually a way for entertainers to win over the people.

However, the effect of this shouting now was extraordinary, and even made Ling Fan feel a little incredible. As soon as the man finished speaking, the originally quiet town suddenly became lively.

Pedestrians who were originally wandering on the road suddenly became active as if on stimulants when they heard the sound, turned around and ran towards the small square. In the corner of the roadside, there were some people sitting or lying with their heads hanging down. Now,

Hearing the noise, he immediately got up and ran straight to the square.

In addition, some inns in the town immediately rushed out of the hotel after hearing the noise. Some people even jumped out of the second-floor window of the inn in order to be faster.

In just a few moments, hundreds of people gathered in the small square in the center of the town.

"Holy shit! What are you doing?" Ling Fan couldn't help but wonder as he watched everyone rushing towards the square. Based on this scene, Ling Fan thought that there was absolutely no way it was a showman.

Out of curiosity, Ling Fan also walked towards the square. However, when Ling Fan arrived at the square, he could no longer see the front. Ling Fan, who was standing at the end, could only hear someone shouting in front of him: "Heroes from all walks of life.

Hero, our Iron Sand Sect is now issuing a mission to offer a reward. As long as you can find a pound of iron ore, you can exchange it for a low-grade spiritual stone. The more you find, the spiritual stones will naturally be doubled by the pound!"

As soon as the voice fell, the scene suddenly became noisy, and many people immediately expressed their dissatisfaction.

"Tang! One pound of iron ore is exchanged for one low-grade spiritual stone. Are you, the Iron Sand Sect, too stingy?"

"That's it! One pound of iron ore is enough to refine two or three flying swords, and the price of selling them would be over a hundred spirit stones."

"I thought I was going to issue a good reward mission, but it turns out that I'm just a stingy guy. It's okay not to accept it!"

"Do you think iron ore mines are everywhere and are so easy to find? Besides, the Hujiang River is so dangerous. If you lose your life for such a small reward, you are a fool."

"That's right, if I find a pound of iron ore, I can exchange it elsewhere for more than your price!"

"..."

As the discussion continued, people gradually left the venue.

The number of people gradually became less and less. Ling Fan, who was originally standing at the end of the square, could finally see clearly the appearance of the person who issued the reward mission.

But I saw that the other party looked middle-aged, wearing a set of dark leather armor, and was slightly fat, looking a bit bloated. He was holding a drum in his left hand and a wooden stick in his right hand.

Nowadays, the number of onlookers is gradually decreasing, but there is no trace of anxiety on their expressions, and they remain calm, as if they have already expected the current result.

The task issued by the Iron Sand Sect is indeed very demanding, but that does not mean that no one will take on this demanding task. The remaining people standing in the square and not leaving seem to be hesitant, but in their hearts,

But most of them have already accepted such a demanding mission. Otherwise, they would have dispersed with the others a long time ago, so why would they still be here?

It was not that Ling Fan had not heard the comments from the onlookers, but for Ling Fan, no matter whether it was harsh or not, and whether it was worth it or not, this was the only way he could earn spiritual stones. As long as he could find ten kilograms of iron stones.
Chapter completed!