"Luo Xiao, a disciple from the hall, came to deliver the mission No. 17 of A characters."

In a spacious and bright hall in Yingyang Hall where the task was distributed, Luo Xiao handed a jade sign to the young man behind the counter.

The young man's outfit is different from that of ordinary disciples. He wears gray clothes and a blue rope tied waist. This type of person is in charge of various miscellaneous tasks and document management. They are not graduates from the martial arts hall, but graduates recruited from the Wende Hall. This is normal. Even the army has civilian personnel, let alone martial arts schools like the martial arts hall.

The young man took over the task jade sign and saw the words "Argent 17" engraved on it. He then opened a booklet, searched downwards in order of fingers, and whispered: "Argent 17... Well, Longyuan Mountain warning mission, two months, three points of merit points... This junior, this task needs to be reported to the supervisor first before it can be cancelled and merit points."

"Supervisor?" Luo Xiao frowned, not surprised that such a big thing happened in Longtan in the deep valley of Longyuan Mountain. As a disciple on duty, it was impossible for him to ask him about it. However, he was actually the highest supervisor of the Xiuwu Hall, which made him feel a little upset.

Xiuwu Hall is the official in the court. It is the chief monitor of the sixth rank "supervisor" and the deputy. Therefore, the supervisor mentioned by the young officer is equivalent to the head of a school. Luo Xiao has been in Xiuwu Hall for nearly three years. Every year when he recruits new students or some major festivals, he has seen this supervisor, but he has never had any close contact.

"Yes, and the task mark has been changed to the highest level of red. Please go to the Supervisory Council immediately." The young officer looked at Luo Xiao with a look of surprise. When can a disciple of a young leader be related to the red task that must be at least a high-level disciple?

"Okay, I'll go now. Thank you for telling me." Luo Xiao bowed and turned around. Unexpectedly, an ordinary third-level blue mission was actually promoted to the highest red level and directly talked to the supervisor... Well, the supervisor just needs to supervise, but it's just inquiry, not interrogation. Even if it's interrogation, with his rigorously trained psychological qualities, he can withstand the psychological pressure of high-level warriors.

Walking out of the mission hall, Luo Xiao headed north and climbed up the steps, getting higher and higher, but looking at the direction, it was the main peak of Qianchi Peak.

As the administrative place of the highest supervisor of Xiuwu Hall, it is naturally at the highest point of Qianchi Peak - the Supervisory Council.

Luo Xiao has never been to the Supervisory Council, but it does not prevent him from knowing where and how to go, just like a student has never been to the principal's office but must know where.

While Luo Xiao was walking all the way, the young officer who was receiving Luo Xiao in the mission hall rolled two small pieces of paper into two tiny jade bones, turned around and walked into the inner room, came to the pigeon room, opened the two pigeon cages, tied the jade bones to the feet of the two pigeons, and let them fly with their hands.

The highest-level red task, once the executor returns, must report to the supervisor as soon as possible. At the same time, the supervisor also needs to be notified as soon as possible. After all, the supervisor has to handle a large number of affairs, various inspections and social events every day, and it is impossible to stay in the supervisory authority for twelve hours a day.

The Supervisory Council is an office courtyard for supervisors and supervisors. There are few pedestrians on this road, and there are only fifty or sixty guards and supporting personnel in the courtyard. If there are only so many people in a large courtyard, the entire courtyard is very quiet.

Luo Xiao walked along the bluestone path. On the left are white walls and red tiles, on the right are green trees, and under his feet are concave and concave bluestones polished as smooth as mirrors. Walking through them, it adds a bit of melancholy and elegant pleasure.

Luo Xiao had just walked to the gate of the Supervisory Council. Before he could report, the gate of the courtyard creaked open. A young disciple with a black belt stood on the side of the door and nodded to Luo Xiao: "But Junior Brother Luo?"

Luo Xiao hurriedly bowed and returned the gift: "That's right, this senior brother..."

"I am Ji Ping, the escort of the Supervisor. The sir is waiting in the middle hall. Please follow me." Ji Ping smiled and gave a gift.

Ji Ping is in his early twenties, with a gentle face, humble and polite face. If it weren't for his black belt, Luo Xiao would almost think that he was from the Wendeguan. Ji Ping didn't speak much, but his gentle expression made people feel close to him. Luo Xiao talked to him for a while and then learned that Ji Ping had been practicing in the martial arts hall for eight years. He was transferred to the Supervisory Council at the beginning of the year, becoming one of the closest followers of the Supervisory Director Qin Qianqiu, and implemented two-year training for trainees.

The so-called "trial warrior" is not a true warrior, but a cultivation reaches the peak of the fifth level and the extreme of tempering the viscera. It is only one step away from entering the ranks of real warriors. It is not very meaningful to practice hard at this time. What is required is to continue to practice and accumulate, and to see through martial arts. Most students in this realm will go out to practice, and those with identity background can become members of the city guard, supervisor, and supervisor, increase their knowledge and accumulate connections. For these elite disciples with deep foundation and backed by the big clan, it is only a matter of time before and after breaking through the fifth level to become a warrior.

Luo Xiao nodded secretly. Judging from Ji Ping's words and deeds, he did have the style of a family. No wonder the supervisor chose him as his follower.

From the main gate to the central hall, passing by the two entrances, you can only see a few guards along the way. The whole courtyard is as quiet as outside the courtyard.

When a thick and simple courtyard appeared in front of Luo Xiao, his heart slightly jumped, knowing that it was the central hall of the Supervisory Council - although he had never been here, at that time, all buildings in the world had regulations and regulations. The location of this courtyard was in the middle of the central axis of the entire courtyard, and it must be or can only be a central hall.

Ji Ping climbed up the steps, first nodded to the two guards under the corridor column, and then said loudly: "Qing led his disciple Luo Xiao to see you."

A central and peaceful voice came from the hall: "Enter."

Ji Ping turned around and gave a gift to Luo Xiao. Luo Xiao nodded, took a deep breath, and strode in.

As soon as he entered the central hall, Luo Xiao suddenly felt four sharp eyes coming, which made people breathe. Looking up, there were two people sitting in the central hall. The top was a middle-aged Confucian scholar wearing a square gauze hat and a green robe. In the middle of the chest was a green burly patch, long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, three long strands of long beards, and a elegant expression. It was Qin Qianqiu, the supervisor of Yishui Wushu.

Seeing this person's appearance, Luo Xiao immediately understood why he chose Ji Ping as his follower.

Another old man, about fifty years old, sat next to the left, with the same outfit, but the robe of the chest was a leopard. The old man looked ordinary, but his breath was deep and his eyes were sharp. Anyone with some eyesight would not despise him because of his ordinary appearance. Pang Yuanfeng, the supervisor of the Yishui Martial Arts Hall, was also a local warrior and the oldest strongman in the martial arts hall qualification.

Luo Xiao's eyes only glanced at the faces of the two people quickly, and his eyes immediately fell on the belt buckles of their belts - it was a belt buckle in the shape of a dragon. The dark blue jade surface was faintly visible, revealing a mysterious and noble atmosphere. This was the golden dragon buckle made of blue gold jade. Only two people in the Yishui Martial Arts Hall were qualified to wear this belt buckle because it represented their identity, a ninth-level high-level samurai - the Qinglong samurai.

Luo Xiao's eyes swept away, he closed his eyes and bowed to him, saying, "The Ding tribe, Luo Xiao, a disciple of the hall, will meet the Lord Jianzheng and Lord Jianzheng."

Qin Qianqiu and Pang Yuanfeng had bright eyes and stared at the boy in the hall. But although this boy was not handsome, his outline was clear and his facial features were deep, giving people a sense of calmness and perseverance. His pair of sword eyebrows flew into his temples, with a different kind of heroic and sharp spirit.

"He looks good, he is the kind of person who is reliable and able to do great things." Qin Qianqiu nodded secretly. He was from a big family and Yunwen and Wu. He has studied some skills of being a good person and is quite good at knowing people. He has a good impression of this Qinglai disciple.

"You are Luo Xiao?" Pang Yuanfeng frowned slightly in gray eyebrows, his thin and narrow eyes were filled with a ridge of pressure. He suddenly roared, like Jiaorai exploded in Luo Xiao's ears, "You are the first person to enter the Dragon Pool!"

The roar full of Yuanli sound waves made Luo Xiao's forehead buzz, his heart pounded, and he blurted out: "That's right." As soon as he said that, his back suddenly felt cold. The powerful methods of the high-level warrior were indeed not something he could imagine. Fortunately, the plan was about this truth. If he had changed his question, he might have vented his true feelings.

In just a moment, Luo Xiao's thoughts were lit up and knew that he could no longer let the supervisor control his voice. Otherwise, if he did this a few more times, he might reveal some flaws. He immediately took the initiative and said quickly without waiting for the other party to continue asking questions: "The meteors fell from the sky that day, causing the Longyuan Mountain to shake. It was the disciple who was on duty and had to go inside to investigate..."

Luo Xiao basically stated what happened that day and only concealed his own gains - of course, he also knew that it would be difficult to convince if he said nothing would be rewarded, so he also had a trick. After that, he took off the cloth bag on his waist and presented it with both hands: "The disciple only found these."

The cloth bag opened, and it was three palm-sized scales, and five remaining teeth that had obvious signs of melting high temperatures. It was about one finger long, sharp and sharp, and a faint sense of heart-wrenching pressure.

Qin Qianqiu and Pang Yuanfeng's eyes lit up. Even if this quasi-divine beast-level top-level spirit beast, even if it is just a little bit of residual, it is all top-level refining spirit materials that are priceless. Even if the two of them have such status and strength, they can't help but be moved by it.

Pang Yuanfeng slowly retracted his gaze from the scales of the dragon teeth, as if a knife light flashed on Luo Xiao’s face, raised his gray eyebrows, and his eyes were as sharp as the dragon teeth: “That’s all?"

"Yes... Maybe you will find something else if you look carefully, but the air was burning and suffocating at that time. The disciple's cultivation was shallow and it was difficult to stay for a long time, so you could only leave." Luo Xiao looked calm and faced Pang Yuanfeng's sharp eyes without fear.

Of course he was calm. He didn't steal or rob, and he handed over some of the things he earned with his ability. What else do you want? Of course he was fearless. He did not violate any rules, and he was not guilty. What was he afraid of?

Qin Qianqiu and Pang Yuanfeng also received reports from deacon Tan Liu and others in advance, knowing that what Luo Xiao said was indeed the truth, and there was no flaw in Luo Xiao's narrative. They could match it with other people's statements. Basically, he passed the test.

Qin Qianqiu said seriously: "No matter what you get, it is your opportunity. If you hand over these dragon teeth and dragon scales to the martial arts hall, you can get corresponding merit points; you can also decide whether to sell them to the weapon refining workshop on your own; or, I will buy them together with Pang Jianzuo."

Luo Xiao said without thinking, immediately: "Disciple is willing to offer this object to the two masters."

Luo Xiao was so upright, and Pang Yuanfeng couldn't stare at him anymore. His expression eased for the first time and he nodded, which was considered to be his love.

Qin Qianqiu stroked his beard and smiled: "Thank you so much. Don't worry, we won't ask for your things in vain. I will send these dragon teeth scales to the Treasure Hall to ask Sun Gong to take his palms. After the accurate value is identified, we will give you corresponding compensation. What do you think?"

Luo Xiao agreed to everything, bowed and thanked him, and then said goodbye.

Pang Yuanfeng stared at Luo Xiao's back as he walked away and said in a deep voice: "My brother Qin is always good at knowing people. In your opinion, is this disciple named Luo Xiao still hiding anything about the things on the dragon?"

Qin Qianqiu smiled faintly: "I have been practicing martial arts for thousands of years, and I have already had clear teachings. The disciples go out to practice. The teachers in the hall, no matter how good they get, don't look for opportunities. Whether Luo Xiao hides it, why should Brother Pang care?"

Pang Yuanfeng clenched his gray eyebrows and laughed: "That's right, it's right, I'm just curious... Hahaha, come on, let's see what's magical about this dragon tooth and scales..."
Chapter completed!