On the road, the loess is long. The work of chasing the cart waved the long whip in his hand. The horse screamed in pain and ran faster. The woman sitting in the carriage patted the child's back while humming an unknown little song to comfort the child in her arms.

Suddenly, a howling sound came from the sky, and a blue light rushed over at a speed beyond the naked eye, crossing the sky and disappearing in the distance, leaving only a faint white cloud mark.

It seemed that the child in the woman's arms danced and became restless, so that the woman's hands slowed down and the little song in her mouth changed tone, just like a sing of a bird.

Inside the green spiritual light were the disciples of the Taoist Palace. Because they were going out for a mission, they all changed into brand new clothes and put away their disciples' clothes.

After this period of exchange, they had a better understanding of each other's strength. Needless to say, Zong Bingsheng could tell from the blue spiritual light that he was a cultivator with wood-attributed spiritual roots. For the specific cultivation level, Miao Xiaomiao's understanding of the aura of the cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage level should be the mid-stage level of foundation establishment.

On the right side of Zong Bingsheng is a female cultivator in Zikun Dao Palace. Her name is Zhao Yousi, taken from Qingqing Zipei. Youyouwo Si, because of her cultivation, she is higher than Miao Xiaomao, and is the ninth level of Qi refining.

The thin young man next to Zhao Yousi was named Yun Zhongsheng, and the white fat jade bottle on his waist was enough to show his identity as the Qingding Taoist Palace.

After these two people, the young man with yellow faces and scars on his cheeks showed fierce and red eyes, which made Yun Zhongsheng and Zhao Yousi dare not look at him.

Its name is Jin Ji. Although his cultivation level is at the eighth level of Qi training, his blood and energy are full of the sky, and the killing energy penetrates the body. Even Zong Bingsheng looked at it. He was a very cruel person.

When the sun is midday, the escape light slowly slows down and then stops.

After removing the light cover, everyone put down their jade pendants and walked forward together. At the same time, according to the task instructions, they all collected their breaths into them. If they met a monk of the same level who could not distinguish them, they would regard everyone as mortals.

Of course, Jin Ji's killing aura could not be held back. He shook himself and turned into a hunter's outfit, but the young man's body could not hold up with the hunter's clothes, and he looked very... cute.

Meow Xiaomiao looked at Jin Ji and smiled secretly.

After walking along the avenue for about a stick of incense, everyone saw a melon stall placed under the shade of the tree next to the avenue.

The melon seller is an old man with wrinkles and a young man wearing a light blue short brown.

The old man seemed a little tired and was sleeping lightly against a big tree, so the burden of selling melons fell on the boy.

The weather is hot, so there are fewer pedestrians on the road. Most of them hide under the shade of trees and enjoy the coolness coming from the woods.

Although the deep woods are cooler, no one dares to go there, which is the territory of the monsters.

Passing by the stone tablet, the disciples of the Taoist Palace came to the melon stall. At this time, the young man selling melon was cutting the watermelon with a quick knife. In a short while, he cut the watermelon more than one foot into several pieces.

"Customer, your melon!" The boy's accent did not look like a local, but from the south, which made the passers-by who bought the melons a little curious about his identity.

After the boy put away the coins, he saw the people in the Taoist Palace. His eyes lit up and he shouted enthusiastically: "Several guests, come and taste the watermelon here. Now this is the time, it is rare to eat watermelon."

"Oh?" Zong Bing, who was the leader, became interested, went up to pick a watermelon and said, "Your melon is not a local potato. As far as I know, there is only the southeast of the Taishang Sword Sect that is ripe now, which is very far away from here."

"This guest official has such a good eye!" The young man bowed and said, "The boy's name is Zhang Runtu, I don't know this guy..."

"Zong Bingsheng, you haven't told me how you brought this melon."

"Yes, yes, let's help us solve our doubts." Passersby around him laughed when he saw someone asking.

Zhang Runtu was surrounded by everyone, and his face turned slightly red in an instant, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose.

"It's nothing, it's just... it's just that our Zhang family has some connection with a major cultivation family in the Taishang Sword Sect's realm, so we can ride their spiritual boat."

"So your husband has a very special background," everyone said with a smile, whether they believe it or not, and then their thoughts disperse.

Zong Bingsheng patted the two watermelons in his hand, and approached him and whispered: "When you have exposed your background, aren't you afraid of causing trouble?"

Zhang Runtu smiled foolishly and pointed to the sleeping old man and said, "Yeah, I will protect me. He said that as long as someone bullies me, I will arrest him and feed him!"

"So amazing!" Zong Bingsheng praised, and handed the watermelon in his hand to Zhang Runtu.

After weighing and calculating the price, Zong Bingsheng took out a small Pisces jade from his arms, took the melon with one hand, and handed it over with the other, and smiled and said, "I don't have much money, so I'll just treat it as melon money."

When Zhang Runtu saw Pisces Qingyu, his eyes lit up, and he took out a string of coins from under the stall and handed them over.

"Sister will be very happy to see this precious jade!" Zhang Runtu carefully placed the jade pendant close to his body, and bowed to Zong Bingsheng and thanked him.

Zong Bingsheng waved his hand and took the disciples of the Taoist Palace to the distance.

On the way, Jin Ji, dressed in Hunter, approached and asked in a voice transmission: "Did you get it?"

"Yes, Brother Run had no flaws in his actions. I only got it at his reminder."

"The next step is to send it back to the Taoist Palace safely." Zong Bingsheng held the watermelon and looked up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

As for the little meow on Zong Bingsheng's shoulder, the little meow was already drooling by the watermelon.

After about a quarter of an hour, everyone saw an inn, found a seat, and asked for a knife at the waiter. Zong Bingsheng cut the largest watermelon into several pieces in front of the disciples of the Taoist Palace.

Miao Xiaomiao licked her lips, stepped forward, grabbed a piece of watermelon and started eating.

Several other disciples looked at each other and smiled, and after giving in, they started eating.

This watermelon is different from the watermelon that ordinary mortals eat. This is Run Ge's melon. Although the identity of Run Ge is vague in the mission, everyone can still guess some of it.

After eating the watermelon, all the disciples were refreshed and burped, then picked up horses from the post station and headed towards the city ahead.
Chapter completed!