After half an hour, Ling Feng could not find a suitable task because some of the more cost-effective tasks had been taken away.

"Are we really looking for ticket sellers?"

Ling Feng couldn't help but frown. He thought for a while and then walked towards a ticket seller.

This ticket seller was not the one who came to the door automatically before, but his appearance was not flattering. He had a thin face and a thin body. However, his eyes were very evil. He immediately noticed Ling Feng and walked up to him with a smile on his face:

"Junior brother, do you need any help?"

Ling Feng nodded and said: "Yes, I want to take on a task. Is there anything that is more cost-effective and that I can do?"

"I wonder what your brother's cultivation level is?" the dealer asked.

Ling Feng replied without thinking: "The fifth level of Qi refining!"

"The fifth level of Qi refining, then why don't you be promoted to an intermediate disciple of the outer sect?"

The ticket seller looked at Ling Feng with some doubts, because many people deliberately said that their strength was very strong, hoping to receive some more realistic tasks.

This ticket dealer was somewhat doubtful of Ling Feng's words.

The outer disciples of Xuanjian Sect are also divided into three levels: junior, intermediate, and senior.

The fourth level of Qi refining is the elementary level, the fifth level of Qi refining is the intermediate level, and the sixth level of Qi refining is the advanced level.

With different levels, the subsidies they can receive are also different, and the basic tasks assigned to them by the sect will also be different.

"Those who have just made a breakthrough have not had time to go!"

Ling Feng responded, looked at the ticket seller and asked, "Do you have a mission? If not, I'll find someone else!"

"Alas, brother, don't leave!"

The ticket dealer immediately took Ling Feng's hand and said, "I happen to have a very cost-effective mission here. It has nothing to do with your level of cultivation. It just depends on whether you are brave enough, brother!"

Ling Feng raised his head, stared at the dealer and asked, "What mission?"

The ticket dealer immediately pulled Ling Feng to a remote corner and whispered to Ling Feng:

"There is an inner disciple who wants to pay someone to perform a play. After the event is completed, he can get twenty spiritual stones!"

Ling Feng was startled and immediately asked: "Acting? What are you acting for?"

The ticket seller chuckled and said: "That inner disciple is a loyal pursuer of the Holy Maiden of Lingwu Valley.

Today at noon, Xiao Qingxuan, the Holy Maiden of Lingwu Valley, will appear at the Baibao Tower in Lingwu Valley, and the inner disciple will also go there.

When the time comes, after you go to Baibao Tower and see the Saint, you should be a little more rude, a little more outrageous, and it's better to make a big fuss.

Disturbing the order there, the inner disciple then stepped in to help calm it down.

In this way, the inner disciple can perform well in front of the saint!

Because he was afraid of being suspected by others, the inner disciple did not dare to look for people he knew well!"

"Oh I got it!"

Ling Feng nodded slightly, cursing these people in his heart for being despicable and using such methods to pick up girls.

However, he immediately frowned and asked the ticket dealer: "Will I be beaten then? If I openly offend the saint, it will cause public outrage!"

"Uh...you can rest assured that the inner disciple will be merciful when the time comes!"

There was a hint of embarrassment on the ticket seller's face.

"No, this mission is too dangerous unless you pay more!"

Ling Feng shook his head. He was not a fool. He knew that this mission was very dangerous. If he didn't do it well, his own life might be put in it.

The ticket seller looked at Ling Feng, gritted his teeth and said, "Then how much do you want?"

"Fifty spiritual stones! But you have to pay in advance!"

Ling Feng directly quoted a price.

After hesitating for a long time, the dealer said, "Okay! Deal!"

After finishing speaking, the ticket seller thrust a fifty-denomination soul ticket and a pink piece of paper into Ling Feng's hands.

This ticket dealer is not afraid that Ling Feng will not do anything after taking the money. There are people behind him to support him.

Ling Feng is just a junior outer disciple. They can easily find out Ling Feng's identity. If Ling Feng dares to take money and do nothing, the consequences will definitely be disastrous.

Ling Feng's eyes were immediately attracted by the pink piece of paper. This piece of paper was beautifully made, and it said in Juanxiu's handwriting: "Go to Baibao Building in Lingwu Valley to repair the scroll. Each scroll will be paid thirty to fifty yuan."

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Ling Feng's eyes suddenly lit up and his body trembled. He had a lot of repair fluid in his hand. This repair was a piece of cake for him.

At this time, the ticket dealer spoke again, "Brother, the name of that inner disciple is Fang Heng. He is the Tiger King of Fuhu Mountain and the leader of the Tiger Alliance. Do you know? This matter must be kept confidential and must not be shared with outsiders.

Reveal a little bit of information, remember it, and you must cooperate well when the time comes!"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it!"

Ling Feng patted his chest and said, he didn't know what Fuhu Mountain was, nor did he know what Tiger King was.

"You wait for me here for a while, I'll go take care of it now!"

The ticket seller said something to Ling Feng, then turned and left.

About a stick of incense later, the ticket seller ran back and said to Ling Feng: "Okay, now you can set off!"

"good!"

Ling Feng nodded, and then set off towards Lingwu Valley.

Half an hour later, Lingfeng arrived at the entrance of Lingwu Valley.

"stop!"

A burst of shouting came from the front, and two graceful women emerged from nowhere, startling Ling Feng.

"I'm telling you, girls, if you do this, you will scare people to death!"

Ling Feng patted his chest with some fear, but his eyes kept glancing back and forth at the two women in front of him.

Both girls are very tall, at least about 1.7 meters tall, with long legs, thin waists and large breasts.

They were holding a long sword in their hands. Perhaps because of their occupation, their delicate little faces were tense.

"coward!"

When one of the women saw Ling Feng like this, she couldn't help but see a trace of contempt in her eyes, and said in a cold voice: "This place is the Lingwu Valley. No one is allowed to enter!"

Seeing this woman's attitude, Ling Feng didn't bother to talk nonsense with her. He took out the paper in his arms and waved it in front of their eyes, "I'm here to take over the mission!"

"Only you?"

The two women obviously recognized the pink piece of paper in Ling Feng's hand. They glanced at the junior outer disciple mark on Ling Feng's chest, and the look of disdain on their faces became more and more obvious.

"Why, are you looking down on people? You don't stipulate who can take on the mission?"

From the bottom of his heart, Ling Feng hated this kind of woman who looked down upon others.

If it were in the past, he would definitely tear the paper into pieces in front of these two women, throw it on the ground and stomp on it.

But not now. He must cherish every opportunity to obtain spiritual stones. After all, life is much more important than face.

"Humph, are you looking down on you? You praise yourself too much. You don't have the qualifications to let us look down upon you!"
Chapter completed!