"Mr. Zhang Zibing, as far as I know, you also hope to join the Mist Organization, and you have passed the initial test and become an external member!"

"On November 27, you participated in an ambush. I want to know the whole process and all the details of the ambush!" Wei Jing stared into Zhang Zibing's eyes and smiled, "I hope Mr. Zhang Zibing can recall it carefully. If the answer satisfies me, Mr. Zhang Zibing may continue to work for the Mist Organization!"

Zhang Zibing's eyes lit up, but then dimmed. He smiled bitterly and said, "That ambush was a final test for me. I failed. How could I have a chance to rejoin the Mist?"

"Of course, Mr. Zhang Zibing!" Wei Jing said with a smile, "As far as I know, it was because of intelligence errors that Baron Hawke's strength was underestimated. Although Baron Hawke is a third-level apostle, in hindsight, his combat power has obviously exceeded that of an ordinary third-level apostle, and can even be compared with a fourth-level apostle!"

"You know, the gap between level 3 and level 4 apostles is the gap between low-level apostles and mid-level apostles. If level 3 apostles can be besieged to death by low-level apostles, then it will be difficult for level 4 apostles to crush them with their numerical advantage!" Wei Jing shook his head and sighed, "It was precisely because of the intelligence error that the ambush failed, so the fault does not lie with you assassins who ambushed them!"

Zhang Zibing's lips trembled slightly. This was also something he cursed inwardly more than once afterwards. The vampire named Baron Hawke was too powerful and did not look like a low-level apostle at all.

At that time, there were hundreds of secret realm apostles ambushing, although they were all at level one and level two. However, besieging a level three apostle, although it could not be said to be a sure thing, there was at least a 60% to 70% chance of success. Otherwise, the killers in the Mist Organization were not fools, and they would rush up to sign up even though they knew the opponent was at a higher level.

Many people thought this was just a welfare situation, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a life-and-death situation. Zhang Zibing would tremble with fear when he thought of the blood-colored tornado that was more than ten meters high summoned by the vampire.

There is also the dark red blood mist emitted by the opponent. Once you are trapped in it, the red mist will drill into the pores of the skin like a small insect. This terrifying feeling will definitely make any low-level secret realm apostle collapse.

If Zhang Zibing had not realized something was wrong at the first moment and used the Turtle Breathing Technique to hide among a pile of corpses, he would probably have turned into a mummy long ago.

Although the mission failed and Zhang Zibing was forced to flee, he criticized this action more than once in his heart. Now when he heard Wei Jing say this, he suddenly felt an inexplicable gratitude that someone knew about his grievances.

Zhang Zibing's eyes were almost red, but when he saw Wei Jing's eyes, Zhang Zibing's heart suddenly trembled and he began to describe the scene in detail.

"I was lying in ambush in a roadside restaurant, waiting for the target to pass by..."

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At the Yanjing Airport, Xu Feng walked out of the airport carrying a space bag, hailed a taxi, told the driver an address, and sat in the back seat with his eyes closed to rest.

This address is the address of the friend given by my father Xu Nantian. He is also a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain. It is said that he is already a fourth-level secret realm apostle and is also an alchemist.

Xu Feng just wanted to purchase a recipe for a longevity pill. Although he himself had no talent for alchemy, the spiritual alchemy furnace in his secret realm had been idle. If he could obtain the recipe for the longevity pill, Xu Feng could refine a furnace of longevity pills himself.

Soon, the taxi stopped in front of a villa community. After getting out of the car, the security guard at the gate of the community looked Xu Feng up and down with a scrutinizing look. Although he did not drive him away, his eyes were full of vigilance.

Xu Feng took out his phone and contacted the other party for a few words. Soon, a little girl in a Taoist robe came out of the community on a balance bike.

Arriving at the door, the little girl looked Xu Feng up and down and asked, "Are you Xu Feng?"

Xu Feng nodded, and the girl registered at the gatehouse, then waved to Xu Feng and said, "Come with me, my uncle is waiting for you!"

What surprised Xu Feng was that although this little girl looked young, her strength was not weak at all and she actually had the strength of a first-level apostle.

You know, ordinary people only have the opportunity to become an Apostle of the Secret Realm if they get excellent grades in the college entrance examination. If you are still in school at the age of fifteen or sixteen, it is impossible for you to have the opportunity to become an Apostle of the Secret Realm.

However, Xu Feng knew in his previous life that some disciples of some sects would become apostles of the secret realm in advance, and those who possessed such qualifications were all the prides of the various sects. Therefore, Xu Feng could understand that the little girl in front of him was a little proud.

Soon, under the guidance of the little girl, the two came to a villa. The villa had three floors and a large yard in front of it. There were two trees planted in the yard and a small vegetable patch. A small pavilion was built on the sunny side of the yard, and there was an open space in front of the pavilion.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a short beard was leisurely drinking tea and basking in the sun in the pavilion, looking very comfortable.

"That's my uncle. You go in by yourself. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!" The little girl pointed at the middle-aged man in the yard and said in a low voice.

After that, she rode her scooter towards another road. After walking three or five meters, the little girl suddenly stopped, turned her head and smiled at Xu Feng: "My name is Shui Sheng, remember it, don't forget it!"

After saying that, the little girl started the balance bike, continued to move forward, and soon disappeared at the bend ahead.

"Come in, don't pay attention to that crazy girl!" In the yard, the middle-aged man looked at Xu Feng with a smile. Obviously, he had heard the conversation between him and the little girl before.

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"Uncle Lin!" Xu Feng walked into the courtyard, took out a gift from his space bag and placed it on the stone table in the pavilion, then respectfully bowed to the middle-aged man in front of him.

The middle-aged man in front of him was named Lin Dao. He was the 69th generation disciple of Mount Longhu, an officially accepted one. He was now a fourth-level secret realm apostle and also an alchemist.

"Haha, no need to be so polite!" Lin Dao stretched out his hand to support him, and when he saw Xu Feng taking out a gift from his space bag, his eyes suddenly lit up. He stared at Xu Feng's space bag for a long time, and nodded with a smile on his face.

"Now that you are in Yanjing, just stay at home." Lin Dao said with a smile: "I heard from Nantian that you are also a Taoist priest, and you have already reached the peak of the first level? Incredible, at your age, those who can reach the peak of the first level are all born with natural talent!"

Xu Feng smiled modestly. With his talent, if he were placed in Songtao City, he might be called a genius, but in Yanjing, he would just be an ordinary person. Not to mention other people, just Shui Sheng, whom he had just met, was definitely more talented than him.

"Uncle Lin, thank you for your praise. I will need your guidance in the future!" Xu Feng said with a smile, "By the way, Uncle Lin, you are a master of alchemy. Do you have the recipe for the longevity pill?"

"Longevity Pill?" Lin Dao narrowed his eyes and stared at Xu Feng, a smile on his face. After a moment, he nodded and said, "The main ingredients for refining the longevity pill are hard to find. Although I know it, I don't have it. Why, are you also interested in refining pills? Or... are you only interested in the recipe for the longevity pill?"

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(End of this chapter)