The investigator brought good news this time: "Holy Spirit Academy is recruiting temporary mercenaries of multiple professions, and there is a need for magic pattern masters. The employment period is seven days, and one sign is signed. After each sign, the contract needs to be re-drawn. It is an exploration mission, and the reward is

Among the items, there is Feilian to choose from, but you need to interview for details. The address is Holy Spirit College Foreign Affairs Office, Special Recruitment Office."

Holy Spirit Academy? This name seemed familiar, and Feng Qinglang immediately remembered that he had helped them solve a so-called school history-level magic pattern problem not long ago.

It only takes more than half a day to drive from the Luoyun Mountains to the Holy Spirit. With a seven-day employment period, you can come back just in time for the start of school.

"Okay, that's it." Feng Qinglang nodded.

The investigator also breathed a sigh of relief and could finally send the old man away.

Feng Qinglang took the note with the detailed address and immediately rushed back to the apartment. She said goodbye to Nan Xinghun, saying that she would be out for a few days, but mainly told her to stay in the apartment as long as she had nothing to do to reduce the probability of problems. If something really happened.

If you have any questions, you can entrust the Flame Mercenary Association to pass the information to you as soon as possible.

Nan Xinghun smiled and agreed. She had recently become obsessed with a set of long fantasy novels. According to her personality, theoretically she could not go out for a few days.

After the explanation was completed, Feng Qinglang rented a horse and rushed to Holy Spirit College as quickly as possible.

Holy Spirit College, a college with a kingdom-level evaluation, is also somewhat famous on the Stigmata Continent.

They have been very busy recently, because the ancient box left by the founder of the Holy Spirit, the sage, was finally opened, and there was a key and a map inside.

As a result, the Holy Spirit people completely blocked off their West District Plaza and erected high wooden walls, which confused the average Holy Spirit students and thought that the Holy Spirit high-ups were conducting some great experiment. In fact, the Holy Spirit people

This is also what the senior management has declared to the outside world.

Then, they dug a big hole in the West District Square and saw the entrance to the underground palace mentioned on the map. The key was the key to the underground palace door.

The higher-ups of the Holy Spirit were ecstatic and officially named this place the Holy Spirit Underground Palace. They could already imagine that there must be endless wealth and treasures inside.

However, what was a little different from their dream was that they encountered difficulties in the early stages of exploring the underground palace. The undead aura inside was very heavy, and there were a large number of corpse guards and dead creatures, which really cost the Holy Spirit some manpower.

And there are an unusually many forked roads inside, but for Holy Spirit experts who are good at drawing maps, this is nothing. The key is that at the end of a large number of forked roads, there are magic pattern puzzle locks, or illusion locks, or material puzzle locks.

...A variety of bizarre puzzles involving various disciplines have made the Holy Spirit really anxious.

But they also expect that with such a well-designed puzzle, there must be a corresponding level of wealth inside.

So, they began to recruit capable people from the outside world, and they must open up this underground palace regardless of spending money.

Regarding magic pattern abilities, the person they most wanted to invite was Qinglang. He was a capable person who could help them solve the problem of the sages. However, Mingguang rejected their request and said that Qinglang's true identity could not be revealed. This was

rule!

The idea of ​​​​Mingguang's senior management is also very simple. Just kidding, school has not officially started yet. What if you dig out the Holy Spirit from our treasure?

Even when the Holy Spirit's senior officials personally came forward to negotiate, Mingguang still refused, leaving the Holy Spirit people with no choice but to do anything.

But what they didn't expect was that Qinglang came to the door by himself.

Outside the magnificent gate of Holy Spirit College, their Foreign Affairs Office has once again set up a "Special Recruitment Office", which is now in full swing and crowded with people.

In the eye-catching reward selection column, in addition to money, there are also various rare materials and even secrets, which are enough to attract a large number of mercenaries to apply for this seven-day job.

Fortunately, the queue for the magic pattern master is not long. If you are applying for a job as a warrior mercenary, that is, a thug type job, you may not be able to wait until late tonight before it is your turn.

Feng Qinglang only waited in line for less than half an hour before it was his turn. This was thanks to the fact that the magic pattern master in front of him was too mediocre and was quickly rejected.

In the temporary wooden shed, the two magic pattern master recruitment officers looked distressed and dissatisfied.

"You want to cheat money at this level. Doesn't it look down upon our Holy Spirit too much?"

"There's nothing we can do about it. The recruitment information has just been sent out. In a few days, the applicants' abilities will be improved accordingly."

"Just wait and see, I've been looking at the garbage all day, and I haven't recruited any of them!"

"..."

The two of them were communicating so unscrupulously, even though Feng Qinglang had already been invited in and sat down opposite them, their final conclusion just happened to be: "Oh, at Qinglang's level, you think he will line up like garbage.

?”

Feng Qinglang secretly smiled bitterly, I actually really want not to queue up...

"Mercenary codename?" The two recruiters glanced at Feng Qinglang and immediately lost most of their confidence. It was too unspectacular, but they still followed the rules and asked basic questions.

"sunny."

The two couldn't help but raise their heads and look at Feng Qinglang, but there was no admiration or admiration, just ridicule and disdain. This guy really dared to randomly take a mercenary code name.

"New mercenary?"

"Yes, I just registered this morning." Feng Qinglang answered honestly.

Sure enough, it was so shameless to register Qinglang's name, this shameless fat man.

The two recruiters had secretly sentenced Feng Qinglang to death. They were going to ask a few random questions and then politely drive this guy out, just like the trash in front of him.

A recruitment officer noticed that Feng Qinglang's Mingguang Academy uniform was relatively new and said, "I just entered Mingguang Academy."

"So, but school hasn't started yet."

The two recruiters felt that they were a little overwhelmed. Nowadays, newcomers really don’t know what the world is and why they came all the way here to entertain us?

"We don't recruit new people! Our requirements for magic pattern masters are quite high."

"I'm not a newbie. I've completed many magic pattern tasks at the Mingguang Mission Center."

The recruiter's mouth was a little crooked, and he said impatiently: "Then what is your code name at Mingguang Mission Center?"

"Qinglang. I am the one who answered the magic pattern question on your ancient box."

The expressions of the two people have changed a bit. No one stipulates that Qinglang must be the old man. According to the date when Qinglang first appeared, there is indeed a small probability that he may be a newcomer. However, no matter how you think about it, you can't compare the silly fat man in front of you with Qinglang.

Think of it together.

The other recruiter changed his sitting posture and frowned: "How do you prove it?"

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly and said, "You can't look up my name on the card I gave you, right?" He said helplessly: "How can I prove it?"

There were quite a few magic pattern questions prepared for the applicants. The two men immediately took out a black crystal and placed it in front of Qinglang. They didn't say anything, but the meaning was already very clear.

Feng Qinglang stretched out her fingers, quickly sketched a few strokes, and then wrote out the answer, and it must be better than what they expected.

Looking at the aura-filled magic pattern on the black crystal, the expressions of the two recruiters became solemn. Could it be that Qinglang came on his own, but they slid the black crystal again and presented another magic pattern question to Qinglang.

.

Still without thinking, with a few random strokes, there was another brand new magic pattern picture.

Then, there was the next question...still flowing and flowing, completed in a few quick strokes.

Nowadays, many of Qinglang's works have been spread outside Mingguang. Of course, these two recruiters have seen it. That kind of Qinglang's unique and elegant style is indeed difficult to imitate.

But the fat man in front of me performed this style very "likely".

After answering a dozen questions quickly, the expressions of the two people had completely changed. Even if this person was not Qinglang, he was undoubtedly a top magic pattern master.

This little guy is still very young, which makes people jealous.

"Is it okay?" Feng Qinglang saw that the two people had stopped working on the black crystal and just stared blankly at the magic patterns on it. She couldn't help but remind her, thinking that I raced against time to get here.

"Qinglang... Your Excellency Qinglang, what rewards do you need from us?" The recruiter thought for a while and still used the honorific title. It was not easy to attract the great master. It would be too unworthy to make the other party angry because of disrespect.

"Feilian." Feng Qinglang gave the answer directly without hesitation.

The two recruiters looked at each other and nodded at the same time. One of them said to Feng Qinglang: "Fei Lian is a reward for people with special abilities, but Sir Qinglang, you meet our requirements. One lottery will be signed every seven days, every day

You can get a scarlet lotus in the future."

Feng Qinglang silently calculated in his mind that one Scarlet Lotus, combined with other auxiliary materials, could be used to refine about ten Jingxin Pills, enough for him to take for ten days. But who knows how effective it is, in case he can't do it by then.

After reaching the Great Consummation state in Chapter 3, should we try again?

To be on the safe side, Feng Qinglang counter-offered: "Three plants, three plants per period."

You really dare to open your mouth like a lion! Even if you are really sunny, this offer is too much. That is the extremely precious Feilian. The two recruiters also looked a little embarrassed. Of course, they only said this in their hearts.
Chapter completed!