Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately decided that the fastest way now is to store all the excess fate and spell power in many magic weapons.

The Nine Soul Sword can absorb his fate and curse power, and there will definitely be no problem with other magic weapons.

So, Pei Ling immediately took out the [Beautiful Bone Rakshasa Diagram]...

For three full days, Pei Ling stayed in the practice room and filled all the magic weapons and artifacts on his body with fate and spell power.

Even in the end, because the magic weapon was not enough, he used Kang Shaoyin's casting skills to design several casting drawings and used the system to quickly cast a large number of artifacts to share the huge destiny and curse power in his body that was too huge to absorb.

At the end of the three-day period, Pei Ling came out of the training room.

All the excess fate and curse power in his body have been transferred.

At this moment, his strength is no longer burdened. It can be said that he is at a true peak.

As soon as he walked out of the training room, Xiao Ci appeared in front of him, knelt down and said: "Master, Mr. Li is here, waiting for you in the main hall."

Pei Ling nodded, and with a thought, he appeared outside the main hall of the cave. He strode in and saw Uncle Li's seventeenth uncle with white hair and beard sitting in the hall, closing his eyes and concentrating.

He stepped forward and saluted: "Senior, you have been waiting for a long time."

Uncle Li's Seventeenth Uncle opened his eyes and glanced at him casually. He immediately discovered that Pei Ling was in high spirits and full of vitality. His breath was flowing more lively and smoothly than three days ago. He couldn't help but praise: "It seems that this is just a matter of time."

In three days, you will make further progress in your cultivation."

"very good!"

"This is the genius that our Holy Sect should really cultivate!"

"Senior's words are serious." Pei Ling said humbly, "Without the protection of the Li family, how could this junior be where he is today?"

Uncle Li's seventeenth uncle nodded slightly, and then said seriously: "True disciples are related to the foundation of the Holy Sect. The sect master and many supreme elders are watching, and I, the Li family, cannot rashly intervene."

"So you can only explore the specific situation of Daloze's ancient ruins on your own when the time comes."

"However, as long as you concentrate on the task, you don't have to worry about Su's secret actions."

"Although I, the Li family, cannot take the initiative to intervene in the true mission, their Su family also has restrictions."

"If the Su family doesn't abide by the rules, then I, the Li family, have reason to ask the elders to come forward."

"Even if the sect leader blames you, your position as the true successor will be unimpeded."

Hearing this, Pei Ling immediately felt relieved. Li's meaning was obvious, Su, it's better if you don't take action! Once you do, Li will also take action.

And maybe even help him complete the task directly.

By then, not only will the Su family not be able to take any advantage, but even the sect leader will be helpless.

So, Pei Ling immediately nodded: "Disciple understands!"

Uncle Li's Seventeenth Uncle nodded and said, "It's almost time. Let's go to the Supervisory Hall now to take over the true mission."

Pei Ling agreed and followed him out of Cuilei Mountain Cave Mansion.

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Gu Yuan.

A pillar of fog shot straight into the sky, standing suddenly.

Its entire body is made of condensed black mist, which is gloomy and eerie, and contains evil aura. When it rises, the sun at its peak above the head is dimmed into a bleak color.

Beside the abyss is a large open space.

Dead trees with twisted shapes like demons stand far and near.

A large number of red-eyed blue-winged crows perched on the branches, quietly watching all the creatures passing by.

The pale sunlight fell down, making it look even more eerie.

In the apocalyptic, dead and desolate dead forest, there is a towering black building.

In front of the building, there is a square paved with black floor tiles.

Standing in the square and looking up, there is a golden plaque hanging high on the long steps with the words "Supervisory Hall" written in three ancient Chinese seals.

Pei Ling followed Uncle Li's seventeenth uncle, and the moment he stepped onto the long steps in front of the palace, he immediately felt a powerful wave coming from the plaque, just like last time, sweeping through his body.

Although his cultivation level has improved a lot, at this moment, Pei Ling still felt that his hair stood on end, and he had a sense of danger that he would be completely seen through.

Fortunately, Li's Seventeenth Uncle quickly stepped in to protect him and blocked the force.

The two walked into the palace and were immediately welcomed into a flower hall.

In the flower hall, there is already an elegant monk in black robes and purple eyes, with his hands behind his back, standing in front of the window, overlooking the Gu Abyss outside the window.

Hearing the noise, he immediately turned around. He had slender eyebrows and tall body, and looked quite gentle and harmless. His only pair of purple eyes, gleaming and enchanting, were the master of the supervisory palace.

"Wuding, long time no see, how are you?" The Lord of the Supervisory Hall nodded slightly in greeting, and then greeted Li's seventeenth uncle, "I heard that Wumei went to the Soul-Eating Cave recently? Why is that?"

The seventeenth uncle of the Li family, Li Wuding, responded slowly: "The master of the palace is thinking that the fifteenth brother has gained some insights from his cultivation. The special environment of the Soul Eater Cave will help him hone his skills."

The two exchanged pleasantries for a few words, and then the Lord of the Supervisory Palace looked at Pei Ling and exclaimed: "The outer sect competition seems like yesterday. I didn't expect to see you again in such a short time. You are already in the middle stage of the Golden Core."

"The speed of cultivation is so fast, it is extremely rare even among the leaders of the outer sect competitions in the past generations."

"The name of Tianjiao is well deserved!"

Pei Ling said: "The master of the palace is ridiculous. There are many talented people in the Holy Sect, but the disciples still need to work hard."

The Lord of the Supervisory Hall nodded and said: "Although you have achieved a small amount of success during the Golden Core period, with your qualifications, you have just started. You really can't slack off."

As he said this, he thought about it, took out three deeds, and motioned to Pei Ling, "Wuding must have told you about these three tasks. Whichever one you want to take on, just sign the deed."

Pei Ling immediately said: "Disciple wants to choose the task of exploring ancient ruins."

The Lord of the Supervisory Palace nodded, and immediately put away the two deeds. Then, the third deed flew up from his hand, suspended in mid-air, and slowly unfolded.

I saw dense cloud seals engraved on the leather deed of unknown quality.

"You can check it first. If there are no problems, you can sign it." The supervisor of the hall reminded.

Li Wuding and Pei Ling nodded in agreement, and then immediately began to check carefully.

Pei Ling read it for a while and found that the main content of the contract was the various restrictions on this mission: no fraud, no use of external forces such as family, no trump card artifacts that far exceeded his own cultivation, and no use of high-level monks' possessions.

The secret of the body...

There are many rules, but they can be summed up in one sentence: You can only use the power that you truly control!

At this moment, Li Wuding had already read it all and sent a message to Pei Ling: "There is nothing wrong with the deed, you can sign it."

Not long after, Pei Ling also finished reading, and found no problems either. He nodded, followed the instructions of the Supervisory Palace Master, forced out a drop of blood, and imprinted it into the contract together with his own breath.

Soon, a wave of fluctuation appeared on the deed, and Pei Ling's illusory shadow flashed away. The entire deed immediately seeped out layers of blood stains. When it was completely wrapped in blood stains, there was a fluctuation in the space, and the deed disappeared.

Without a trace!

"According to the rules, the deed of the true mission will go to the inner hall where the ancestor is located, and the ancestral magic weapon will be used to suppress the destiny." Seemingly seeing Pei Ling's doubts, the supervisor of the hall explained, "This also prevents the disciples from doing the mission.

During the process, he was murdered by mysterious means."

"Also, the contract has been signed. Within ten years, the true mission cannot be changed."

Pei Ling nodded: "Disciple understands."

Immediately afterwards, the master of the supervisory hall took out two more things, a jade slip and an eyeball that seemed to have just been gouged out.

"This jade slip contains some information about this mission, as well as specific mission requirements." The palace master said, "As for this bead, from now on, you must always carry it with you and must not put it in any storage.

Tool."

"Note: If the beads are lost, the mission will be considered failed."

Pei Ling nodded. After taking the jade slip and the eyeball, he glanced at Li Wuding. Seeing that he didn't remind him that there was anything wrong, he stuffed the bead into his sleeve and began to look at the jade slip.

The content recorded in the jade slips is very simple.

First, the specific location of the mission, Daloze, is very far away from the Chongming Sect. Even if it is teleported all the way, it will take at least more than half a month.

The second is the content of the task.

Harvest at least one treasure from the Daloze Ancient Ruins.

There is no limit to the type of treasure and its use. As long as it can make the beads light up, the mission is completed.

After reading the jade slips, Pei Ling put them away and then asked: "Is there a time limit for the mission?"

The Lord of the Supervisory Palace muttered: "The mission starts now and lasts for ten years."

"But you must arrive at Dalo Ze within this month."

Seeing Pei Ling nodding in agreement, the palace master turned to Li Wuding and said seriously, "The choice of the true successor is related to the foundation of our Holy Sect and is not a trivial matter!"

"Until the mission is completed, Mr. Li is not allowed to interfere or interfere in any way."

"Otherwise, it will be regarded as violating the sect rules and will be severely punished."

"Furthermore, within ten years, neither Pei Ling nor any of the Li family's children will be allowed to accept the true mission again."

Li Wuding said calmly: "I, Mr. Li, keep the rules of the Holy Sect in mind and will not violate them. I also hope that the supervisory hall master will treat everyone equally and not be lenient to others."

"That's natural." The Lord of the Supervisory Hall said calmly, "Okay, I've done everything that needs to be explained. If there's nothing else, Pei Ling, you can set off."

After watching Pei Ling leave, the Lord of the Supervisory Hall walked towards the depths of the Supervisory Hall, with Li Wuding following closely behind.

Soon, they came to a vast hall.

At this moment, there are already two high-level monks waiting in the hall. One of them is tall and handsome, and his eyebrows bear a subtle resemblance to Su Zhenhe. The jade pendant with the emblem of the Su family hanging on his waist is a member of the Su family.

The other person, with beautiful hair and beautiful face, was dressed in palace attire, with a necklace hanging on his chest and a red gold bracelet on his wrist, with a tiny pond engraved on it, which was the ancestral home of the Si Hong family, the epitome of the Floating Light Pond.

This is a member of the Si Hong family.

Seeing the master of the supervisory hall enter, the two stood up to greet him, and they nodded to each other with Li Wuding.

"Pei Ling's true inheritance mission has begun." After the Lord of the Supervisory Hall walked in, without further ado, he pressed the magic spell. Suddenly, the wall not far away was instantly clear, and then turned into a huge crystal mirror, showing every detail.

The figure of Pei Ling is revealed...
Chapter completed!