Rainbolt Alliance

Because Qinglei City does not allow flying in the sky, it took Zhang Ziliang half a day to reach the east of the city. He originally wanted to order a beast cart, but because of the price of twenty low-level spirit stones, he had no choice but to give up.

Near the city wall, there is a strange and huge flat-roofed building. There are two foundation-building monks guarding the door, and monks in twos and threes enter it from time to time, but they never come out.

"I saw people coming in, but no one coming out. It must be the teleportation array inside."

Zhang Ziliang walked towards the door, bowed to the guarding cultivator, and asked: "Two friends, this must be the teleportation array of Qinglei City, but I don't know if it can be teleported to Nanling?"

One of the monks in black armor returned a salute: "Yes, but the long-distance teleportation is only activated once a month, and each person gets a thousand intermediate-level spirit stones."

"It's so expensive!" Such a high fee made Zhang Ziliang speechless: There is still more than half a month until the end of the month, I have to think of a way, maybe there is still time.

After Zhang Ziliang bid farewell to the two of them, he wandered around Qinglei City. He looked at the monks who were walking alone, then at the patrol, and shook his head involuntarily.

However, there is no unparalleled road, and Zhang Ziliang heard that there are various missions released in a chamber of commerce in Qinglei City that sells news.

These tasks range from searching for spiritual grasses and elixir, helping people practice alchemy, hunting monsters, and exploring dangerous places. Many of these tasks are very risky, but the rewards are quite high.

"It seems that at least nearly a hundred tasks must be completed to make up a thousand intermediate spirit stones."

"Oh, my life is miserable."

From this day on, the story of a mission madman gradually began to spread in Qinglei City. This person only picked the most risky missions during the foundation building period, but he was able to complete them on time.

In half a month, dozens of tasks have already been completed, as long as enough spirit stones are given, from hunting monster inner alchemy to drawing caves, there is nothing to do.

As Zhang Ziliang's reputation became known, the word of mouth that the mission must be achieved is getting better and better. The people of this chamber of commerce even specially prepared a rather spacious room for him, which saved him part of the accommodation expenses.

"After working for so long, there are only more than 700 middle-level spirit stones, which is far from enough, and time is getting tighter and tighter."

At this moment, he was lying on the bed looking at the ceiling, and was counting the spirit stones in the storage bag with his spiritual sense. When he was thinking about everything in his mind and his face was filled with gloom, a deep and powerful male voice came from outside the door.

"Little friend, are you resting?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhang Ziliang got up from the bed and welcomed the people outside into the house. He bowed his hands politely to the visitor: "Mr. Jia is looking for me, does he have a new mission?"

Mr. Jia is the boss of this chamber of commerce. He is quite well-known in Qinglei City. He has the strength in the middle stage of alchemy, but he is quite easy-going, without the airs of a high-ranking monk.

He doesn't like others to call him senior or Taoist friend, but he likes others to call himself Mister. According to his own statement, it was because his childhood dream was to become an official, but unexpectedly, by mistake, he stepped into the immortal path.

Mr. Jia smiled quite mysteriously: "But there is a mission, and the reward is very high, as much as four hundred middle-level spirit stones."

"Mr. Jia, don't tease me. Just tell me what it is." Hearing that there are 400 middle-level spirit stones available, Zhang Ziliang immediately became interested: such a high reward is probably not easy. thing.

"Little friend is quick to talk, just follow me."

Zhang Ziliang followed Mr. Jia out of the room, walked towards the chamber of commerce, and then entered an underground secret room.

And in the secret room, there stood a man in a yellow gown. This man was wearing a mask, which completely covered his face.

"Is that him?" The masked man's voice was harsh and unpleasant like two pieces of metal rubbing against each other.

Mr. Jia nodded: "Well, it's this little friend."

"Mr. Jia, who is this?" Zhang Ziliang was a little puzzled, but he was very alert. He didn't want to be sold out without knowing it.

"I wonder if my little friend has heard of the Gold List?"

"Gold List?"

"The gold list is the bounty hunter list of the Yusha League." Mr. Jia gave the masked man a meaningful look.

"The Yusha League is a huge killer organization in Beiling Continent. There are heaven, earth, people, gold, and silver in the alliance. I don't know how many monks have been buried in these five lists."

"Then this mission isn't..." Hearing about the bounty hunter, Zhang Ziliang immediately understood what this mission was about.

The masked man chuckled strangely for a while: "Golden list? You are not qualified, it's just a silver list task for you."

"Give it to me?" Zhang Ziliang looked at the masked man, feeling a little doubtful in his heart.

"Because the person who posted the list specified that you should take over this task." The masked man took out a portrait, on which Zhang Ziliang's silhouette was drawn impressively. Although it was only seven or eight points similar, it was definitely him.

"Can you tell who did it?" Seeing such a situation, Zhang Ziliang became even more suspicious, and his brows were twisted into a simple word: "Secretly publish the list and ask me to kill people. I will definitely get to the bottom of this matter, otherwise the thorn in my back will last forever." It is dangerous.

"The employer's information is always kept secret," the masked man looked at Zhang Ziliang's hesitation, and persuaded him, "Why don't you complete this task, maybe you can find out who the employer is."

Even through the mask, Zhang Ziliang could still feel the man's gaze like a poisonous snake, which made him very uncomfortable.

Zhang Ziliang walked forward, grabbed the shiny silver list, glanced at it briefly, and found that the information on it was simple but very detailed.

An Yucheng, fake alchemy cultivation base, thorny, Shenmu Valley.

"Is there a time limit?" Zhang Ziliang's gaze was very deep: In order to clarify the person behind the manipulation and the hundreds of middle-level spirit stones, it seems that I have no other choice.

"Five days," the masked man gave a strange laugh, and then threw out a storage bag: "This is half of the commission."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll take the money and leave?" Zhang Ziliang glanced at it with his spiritual sense, and found that there were not too many, not too little, exactly two hundred middle-level spirit stones.

"Hey, Beiling Continent is so big, no one has dared to take money from the Yusha League and not do anything. The five days will pass in a flash, you, you have to hurry up."