What If I Can’t Die?

It was late autumn, the road was full of cold fog, the streets were deserted, there were no birds at the door of the shops, and garbage was everywhere.

Along the way, Chen Ming kept a cold face, as if someone owed him a million spirit stones, Song Shi was not interested in asking more.

No matter how troublesome the task is, at worst, he will die.

If one death is not enough, then die it ten times, what else?

Song Shi had no opinion, but some people had great opinions.

After walking for several miles, as soon as they saw the city wall, they heard a noise.

"Is there any mistake, the mission is to fight those monks from the chaos army?"

"I'm not interested. Last time, the temporary workers you were looking for were killed by the Demon Cult. If you go any further, you'd be a fool!"

"No matter how much you give, you have to take it with your life."

In front of the city gate, Song Shi saw a group of monks cursing.

There are hundreds of these monks, most of them are warriors, and one out of ten are immortals.

It can be seen that the appeal of the demon slaying division and the demon division is quite large, and it can attract so many people in a short time.

He looked up, and on the wall above the door, there was a huge notice inviting strange people and strangers. There was a person from the Black Tie Guard standing at the door, but his expression was not very good.

Song Shi wasn't surprised. Last time, the Demon Slayer was almost wiped out by the Demon Sect, which greatly affected the prestige of this official organization.

At least in the eyes of the monks in Jinxiu City, the demon slayer and exterminator is no longer as high as he used to be, and the most important thing is that it is very unsafe!

"Killing people, I understand why the Tianmo Sect is so bold and dared to move their base camp. Only killing them in their own territory will destroy their prestige, and these casual cultivators dare not join."

Song Shi was thoughtful, but luckily there was a Lieyang King who made the intention of the Demon Sect not fully realized, otherwise it is estimated that no one came today.

Suddenly, he noticed a hint of sarcasm on the corner of Chen Ming's mouth, and when he wanted to take a closer look, the sarcasm disappeared again.

"This guy, is it necessary to ridicule and disdain the demon slayer he belongs to?"

Song Shi felt that Chen Ming's character was not good.

This guy ran away half a month ago at night, and now he is mocking the demon slayer for not being able to recruit people, which is different from his first impression, and he really knows people but doesn't know his heart.

Zheng!

At this time, the sound of the sword resounded, and a ray of sword light streaked across the void.

Chen Yiling flew over with a sword in white clothes, with long hair fluttering, like a sword fairy left alone in the world.

Looking at the crowd that was about to disperse, she landed on the tower and said indifferently: "Those who make great contributions as part-time workers can get Xiantian pills, foundation building pills or Huayuan pills according to their contributions."

Some monks who took a few steps away immediately stopped hesitantly.

For Houtian warriors, Xiantian pills are hard to come by.

For congenital or late qi training monks, the Foundation Establishment Pill or Huayuan Pill is extremely precious.

Both can help them break through the realm, but the foundation building pill is more suitable for immortal cultivators, and the Huayuan pill is more suitable for innate warriors.

They are a group of casual cultivators, except for purchasing spirit stones, there is basically no way to obtain such treasures.

The key is that if you have spirit stones, you can't buy them, and there are prices but no market!

"This time, it seems that we are going to give a lot of money to recruit casual cultivators!"

Song Shi narrowed his eyes.

Through Hei Duzi's experience, he knows that in this country, Dagan has been deliberately suppressing the practice world in order to rule.

This is normal, chivalry is prohibited by martial arts, not to mention these monks who can fly into the sky and escape from the ground.

Any immortal cultivator who is innate or in the late stage of Qi training can easily slaughter a village.

In the situation where monks are more likely to break the common rules, if they are not controlled, chaos may occur at any time.

In order to prevent too many monks from being too strong, Dagan limited the number of apprentices accepted by each sect, and allocated places according to the strength of the sect, that is, the first, second, and third ranks.

Once the quota is exceeded, they will not be able to accept them, and they must register. If they are found secretly recruiting disciples, they will be fined if they are light, and the family will be wiped out if they are serious.

Dagan not only restricts the number of apprentices, but also restricts some cultivation resources, such as inheritance, elixirs, magic weapons, etc.

Pills such as Xiantian Pill and Zhuji Pill that can help people break through the great realm are controlled pills.

Under normal circumstances, the major sects would not be able to use it enough for themselves, and it would be difficult for them to be exiled. As a result, this kind of elixir has a price but no market.

However, there is definitely no shortage of official organizations such as the Demon Slayer Division and the Demon Elimination Division, but to take the initiative to release such controlled pills also means to some extent that they are a little bit overwhelmed!

"Commander Chen, how much cheaper is your Foundation Establishment Pill compared to the market?"

Among the crowd, a bald old man in a gray robe, leaning on a yellow cane, with a hunched body, looked like half of his body would be buried in the ground, said tremblingly.

Song Shi took a look and found the information of this person in Hei Duzi's memory.

The well-known Elder Dou in Jinxiu City, who is good at health preservation, has lived to be more than 180 years old, basically close to the limit of the lifespan of Qi practitioners.

In other words, this old man didn't have a few years to live, so he was naturally eager for Jidan.

Once the foundation is established, you can live two more years. If you pay attention to health preservation and don't go to fights, you can live to three hundred years old.

"It's roughly half the price, and there's no limit to the quantity. If you don't have enough for one, you can still have a second or third."

As soon as Chen Yiling said this, the eyes of all the monks immediately became hot.

There is no limit to the number, so as long as there are enough pills, how can you build a supernatural foundation?

"Hey, Infinite Heavenly Venerable, I am a Dagan cultivator, how can I be intimidated by a group of rebels, I would like to assist you demon divisions to suppress the rebel monks!"

A skinny Taoist priest who was as tall as a bamboo pole waved the floating dust and spoke righteously.

Song Shi looked sideways.

It was this guy named Cai Daoren who yelled the loudest just now, and now UU Reading www.uukanshu.com has changed his face quite quickly.

In Hei Duzi's memory, Daoren Cai has a good cultivation level, but he has already reached the tenth level of Qi training, but his reputation is not very good.

Combined with the current performance, it can be seen that this kind of person is quite unreliable, and he may be tricked at any time.

He must get in touch more.

"Commander Chen said earlier that I won't be complaining here anymore!"

Among the crowd, a sturdy, medium-height young man in a black blouse with a big face and an ordinary-looking youth caught Song Shi's attention.

This person is carrying a dark iron broad-backed epee, with a calm breath, as if rooted in the ground, as thick as a mountain, without the sense of sharpness that ordinary sword repairers have.

The number one swordsmanship in Jinxiu City, Zhao Wufeng, the black iron sword, is invincible with a heavy sword in one hand. He used to be the number one master in the cultivation world of Jinxiu City, and it is rumored that he has cultivated a black iron body.

Chen Yiling didn't care too much about the opinions of the crowd, and waved his hand and said, "If you are interested, you can register next time. The warriors will be assigned to the Demon Slayer Division, and the immortal cultivators will be led by the Demon Elimination Division."

Liang Juan, whom Song Shi knew, walked out with a woman she had never seen before, holding wooden tokens with the word "Lin" written on them.

He couldn't help complaining: "Good guy, temporary workers also have work cards."

At this time, a pair of eyes fell on him, and Chen Yiling's sword eyes stared at Song Shi and said, "Come here!"

After being noticed by the beauty, many eyes immediately looked over, and some of them recognized Song Shi with surprised expressions.

"Isn't this the **** brother of the Song family who often visits brothels?"

"It seems that you have a lot of skills. I missed it before."

"I heard that he was beaten up by the bronze tiger of the Vajra Gate last time, but the back of the bronze tiger also died on the street for no reason. I don't know if it has anything to do with him."