Jiang Yun took out the talisman and immediately thought of a scene at the underground trade fair some time ago. Before leaving, the boss of the trade fair had said that he would contact him if there was a chance.
But Jiang Yun was no longer planning to meet with the other party. He had already gotten what he wanted there. The key point was that he had joined the Offering Hall and could openly exchange for what he needed without taking the risk.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yun's mind moved, and the Breathing Talisman in his hand suddenly burned up and quickly turned into ashes.
"Looks like we need to finalize the mission quickly."
Jiang Yun came to the worship hall again and went straight to the mission department. He had already thought of his first mission.
"Refine the elixir."
The Art of Talismans was just a way for him to get closer to the Purple Yang Divine Stone. Now that there was a better method, the Art of Talismans could come to an end for him. However, in the Purple Qi Sutra, the Art of Alchemy was profound and mysterious, and could support him to become a master of the Art of Alchemy or even higher.
"Mr. Mu, are you sure you'll take this mission as your first one?"
The monks from the Mission Department were also a little curious about how a monk who entered the Offering Hall through the Way of Talismans could start taking on the task of refining pills.
"Yes, Senior, you know that my main job is to make pills. I just admire the divine stone, so I also practiced the art of talismans."
Jiang Yun explained to a fat-faced middle-aged monk from the Mission Department:
"Okay, you can choose for yourself."
Although the first task was just to refine a furnace of first-grade, top-grade Qi-restoring Pills, and the offering points were only 40, this was a piece of cake for Jiang Yun. For him, stability was everything.
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