Chapter 282 Mutation of Bean Soldiers

Han Li and Hu Yan Laodao entered the mansion one after the other, passed through the veranda next to the courtyard, and came to the reception hall. They were divided into hosts and guests, and sat down. Soon a young servant entered the hall. Added tea for the two of them.

Taoist Hu Yan didn't even look at the tea, he waved his palm, took out a glass wine cup, poured himself a bowl, raised his head and drank it down.

As if savoring the taste of wine carefully, the slovenly old man smacked his mouth for a long time with an intoxicated expression, before exhaling and admiring:

"This red hair wine is really strong!"

"Senior, do you know this wine?" Han Li said in surprise when he heard this.

"Hey! In the past, when I was traveling around the world, I drank this wine in the northern border of the Barren Tide Continent. I was quite impressed with this wine. Unlike other wines, this wine must be soaked in the bones and blood of many monsters and beasts, and it must be sealed for a hundred years. It is drinkable, its color is like blood, and its strength is overbearing. Ordinary people can't drink it. Even monks of my generation, hehe, monks below the transformation stage will be tantamount to killing themselves. But, it's okay for immortals." Hu Yan Taoist He talked eloquently.

"Senior's accomplishments in wine tasting, I have only seen in my life, and I have to admire from the bottom of my heart." Han Li said with a slight smile.

"Boy, stop flattering. If you have anything to say, just talk about it. For the sake of this red hair wine, as long as it is not too much, the old man will agree." The sloppy old man patted the wine jar on the desk, said with a smile.

"This junior went to the elixir garden today and accidentally discovered that the Dao soldiers planted before have sprouted. It's just that the sprouts are a little different from what was recorded in the notes you gave me earlier, so I came here to ask seniors for advice." Han Li said .

"Oh? What's the difference?" Taoist Hu Yan immediately regained his energy when he heard that it was related to Taoist soldiers.

"There are some strange dark golden lines growing on my Taoist sprouts," Han Li said.

"What kind of texture? Take me to have a look." Taoist Hu Yan frowned and asked immediately.

"This junior has drawn a picture of the pattern, please have a look at the senior." After finishing speaking, Han Li flipped his wrist, took out a piece of paper and handed it over.

Daoist Hu Yan took it over and looked at it for a while, with a smile on his face, and said, "Your boy may be out of luck, you must have mutated this bean soldier."

"Why did it mutate?" Han Li asked with some doubts.

"There are many factors that affect the variation of bean soldiers, such as the water source of the planting site, the veins, the spiritual liquid that waters the bean soldiers, and the quality of the bean soldiers themselves. This can only be judged according to the specific situation." Taoist Hu Yan explained.

When Han Li heard this, he lowered his head and thought, could it be because of the small bottle of green liquid? Or is it affected by the underground fire vein?

"However, don't be too happy. The mutation of the bean soldiers is an uncontrollable situation. It may become better or worse. It all depends on luck." Taoist Huyan poured a bowl of wine and drank Go down, and added.

Han Li watched the old man Huyan drink one bowl of wine after another, knowing that he probably had something on his mind, so he didn't continue to bother.

"Since there is nothing special to pay attention to for the time being, let's ignore it for now. I would like to thank senior for letting me know, and I will take my leave first." Han Li saluted him and said.

"Go, go, the old man wants to drink a few more drinks for himself..." Taoist Hu Yan waved his hand and said.

Han Li smiled helplessly, then turned and left.

Two days later, in the secret room of the cave mansion.

Han Li flipped his hands over and took out a cow-head mask, and put it on his face.

Following a burst of light, a huge blue light array appeared on the wall of the secret room.

After confirming that the change of Dou Bing was all right, Han Li planned to continue accepting missions in the Impermanence League in exchange for spirit stones.

On the array board, new tasks will be replaced in the task bar on the left at any time, and completed tasks will be canceled from it at any time. Except for some special tasks, the replacement is very frequent.

Han Li glanced down from the task bar, and when he saw the middle area, he saw a very special task at a glance.

The reason why it is special is that the detailed content of the task is usually not announced in the past. Every time the convener gathers everyone together, the specific content of the task will be announced, but this time, the details of the task are uncharacteristically The specific content and conditional requirements were issued together.

The specific content of this mission is to defend the confidential place of the Holy Puppet Gate and resist the invasion of foreign enemies.

Han Li also knew something about the Holy Puppet Sect. He knew that its sect was located in the northwest sea area of ​​the Thunderstorm Sea, not too far from the Ancient Cloud Continent. It was a medium-sized sect famous for manufacturing and selling various puppets in the nearby sea area .

Its overall scale is naturally not comparable to that of Zhulong Dao, but because of its special existence, it has always had puppet trade with many immortal sects, so the degree of wealth of the sect is far from comparable to those of the sects of the same level .

At the same time, this task has certain restrictions on the participating members. Only members of the Impermanence League with a blue mask or above are eligible to perform it. From this, it can also be seen that the risk of performing this task must not be small .

However, the mission rewards given by the Holy Puppet Sect are very generous. The promised reward is ten times that of other ordinary missions. Han Li, who is in urgent need of spirit stones, can't help being moved when he sees it. It was decided to take up this task at the moment.

Since there was still some time before the task gathering date, Han Li refined the elixir he had saved up into two furnaces of elixirs, and at the same time made some preparations for his trip to the Holy Puppet Sect.

months later.

In the southwest of the Ancient Cloud Continent, there is a small seaside town named "Wangfeng". Because it is located southward and close to the sea of ​​thunderstorms, the climate is slightly warmer. It is one of the few places in the entire Ancient Cloud Continent where you can feel the changes of the four seasons.

Outside the city, leading south to the coast, there is an official road more than five feet wide, winding into a particularly green elm and willow forest.

In the woods, beside the grassy official road, there are long wooden pavilions built every few miles for people who come and go to rest.

At this moment, the area around the third long pavilion in the forest is covered by a layer of thick white mist. If one enters it, the field of vision is only a few feet away, and it is almost impossible to see.

But around the third long pavilion, it is not affected by the dense fog. There are more than a dozen people sitting opposite each other along the long corridor chairs on both sides. Their faces are all covered with a mask. Cyan beast mask.

Only a graceful woman standing at the bottom of the steps outside the pavilion was different, wearing a red fox mask on her face, exuding a trace of charm and mystery all over her body.

Not far from him stood a woman in a pink lotus skirt with a slender waist and a blue rabbit head mask with spirit patterns all over her face.

Although the faces of the two were covered up, the completely different feminine aura exuded from their bodies was equally pleasing to the eye, so that many people in the long pavilion seemed to be sitting upright, but they were all peeping.

At this moment, a golden light flashed across the dense forest and flew down towards this side.

The golden light ignored the thick fog, directly plunged into it, and landed on the open space outside the long pavilion. The light faded away, and a tall man appeared. He was wearing a black robe like a large cloak and a blue deer head mask on his head. It was Lin Jiu.

As soon as he landed, he immediately stepped forward and saluted the graceful woman respectfully.

The latter nodded at him, and neither of them spoke.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of blue light suddenly swept into the thick fog in the eastern sky and fell outside the long pavilion. From it appeared a man in green robes wearing a cow's head mask, but it was Han Li, the "Jiao Fifteen".

The appearance of the two of them only caused the rest of the people who were here to look up, but most of them turned their eyes away from Lin Jiu, but couldn't help but look a few more times at Jiao Shiwu.

After all, the reputation of task madman is not small in this area.

Han Li didn't care about other people's gazes, but when he glanced casually, he recognized the cyan rabbit head mask with "Eleven" written between the brows at a glance, and was slightly surprised.

Because the person who owns this mask is none other than Bai Suyuan.

Since the mask concealed her aura, it is impossible to measure her specific cultivation level now, but after all these years, according to her speculation, the Yuehua Immortal Physique possessed by this woman is probably at most a Mahayana monk.

It stands to reason that Bai Suyuan's strength should not be sufficient for such a level of task, but for some reason she would appear here.

However, the thoughts in Han Li's mind turned, and there was no sign of any abnormality on his face. He first walked forward and saluted the fox-faced young woman who was obviously the leader, and then nodded at Lin Jiu who had met several times before. Nodding, she walked to the side and sat cross-legged, taking a rest, without looking at Bai Suyuan.

Bai Suyuan didn't recognize Han Li. After all, she had only seen Han Li's face transformed into a mask before, but had never seen Han Li's cow-headed mask. However, she had heard of the name of the mission madman, and looked at Han Li curiously. After a few glances, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After about a quarter of an hour, two more people arrived one after another.

At this time, after Lin San looked around, he immediately said to everyone in the long pavilion:

"Okay, the number of people has arrived. Without further ado, set off immediately and go to the Holy Puppet Gate. As for the details of the mission, I will explain it in detail on the way."

When everyone heard the words, they stood up one after another and walked outside the pavilion.

Han Li noticed that apart from Lin Jiu, there were several members who had carried out missions together. When they looked at each other, they all nodded slightly as a greeting.

With a wave of Linsan's palm, a piece of silvery brilliance sprinkled down like crystal powder. In an instant, Yinxia flew around, and a silver-white crescent-shaped spirit boat floated out of the air, hanging in mid-air, shining with shining silver lights. Hui.

The boat is about thirty to forty feet long, and its surface is engraved with circles of mysterious and incomprehensible runes. The whole body emits bursts of silver light, coiling around the boat, like a high-grade flying spirit. precious.

Then there was a flash of light on his body, and his figure floated up and landed on the deck of the spirit boat.

When the other people saw this, although envy flashed in the eyes of a few of them, all of them flew up silently and flew towards the spirit boat.

After all, for high-level members like them who often hang out in the Impermanence League and participate in missions in the League from time to time, they have naturally seen a lot of rare spirit treasures, and they have long been used to them. It doesn't show anything on the face either.