There are actually not many restrictions to joining Luoying Pavilion as a killer. No matter your level of cultivation, age, gender, etc., you can join. You only need to complete one assassination mission every year, and even if you fail to complete it, it’s okay, but your quota for killing will be deducted. Killers are divided into levels of bronze, silver, gold, king, and god. Five levels can be promoted to one level after completing 100 tasks of the corresponding level. As mentioned before, the deduction is also included. According to the jade slip, upgrading the level can bring some unexpected benefits. For example, after being promoted to a gold medal killer, you can receive a good fixed remuneration every year, and you can buy some elixirs, weapons and other items that are difficult to buy outside. After joining, there is no such thing as quitting or not. Anyway, if you fail to complete the task, you will be deducted a head quota, and there are no other restrictions. No wonder there is a title like the Killing Alliance. It can be inferred that the benefits brought by the level promotion must be extraordinary. And it is particularly mentioned that all information is kept confidential. Unless you publicize it yourself, no one or any force can get any killer secrets from Luoying Pavilion. This can be seen from the fact that it can stand firmly and openly in Guangming City, and all the major families and forces cannot shake it in the slightest. The unfathomable behind Luoying Pavilion can be seen. After a brief look, Ning Ping gently put the jade slip back on the table, and immediately made a decision to join Luoying Pavilion. Anyway, it has no impact, and it may bring him a windfall. "I join Luoying Pavilion." Ning Ping said lightly. The old man nodded silently: "Behind, Jinglei." Ning Ping nodded, turned around and walked back around the screen, and then saw the room with Jinglei written on the door, and then pushed it open with one hand and walked into it.
There are 8 doors in a row, and the tops are written with gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder and lightning, and at this moment all the doors are wide open. There is a small compartment inside, without even a chair. The stone slab under his feet is faintly engraved with some patterns. There is a counter in front, but behind the counter is a wall, with only a half-foot high gap below. Ning Ping casually walked into the small compartment marked with the word "fire". The door behind him closed silently at this moment. He found that he could not use his spiritual sense to explore anywhere, even through the half-foot high crack. "Join Luoying Pavilion." Ning Ping said lightly. As soon as the voice fell, a copper token was handed over from the gap, and a voice came at the same time: "Put your spiritual sense in, leave a mark, and then give it to me." Ning Ping nodded silently, and then his spiritual sense probed into the token. He felt as if something existed and carefully sensed his spiritual sense, and then he had an inexplicable connection with the token. "Huh~" In an unknown space, just as Ning Ping left a mark on the Luoying Pavilion token. Suddenly, a huge black figure that seemed to connect the sky and the earth emerged from the boundless void, and uttered a startled exclamation. After a long time, it returned to nothingness again, as if it had never appeared. "Okay." At this moment, Ning Ping, who had left a mark, just pushed the token out. "Okay, keep the token safe. If you lose it, it will cost 1,000 spirit stones to reissue it. Leave quickly and don't stay here!" Ning Ping didn't expect it to be so simple, so he asked curiously: "What if my lost token is picked up by someone else?" "It's useless. It has your soul mark in it and no one can see anything inside." "What is the name of the old man in the hall?" "You have no right to know, just call him Elder Luo. Go out, if you don't understand anything, check the token yourself." Ning Ping nodded secretly, grabbed the token and threw it into the storage bag. There was no hurry to go back and study it carefully. He turned around and walked out. After going out, he found a hidden alley, transformed himself and restored his original appearance, and began to wander around, just to plan for another purpose tonight. Based on his thoughts, he also put the Luoying Pavilion behind his mind and wandered around Guangming City. It seemed that this time he really took a good look at Guangming City. The entire Guangming City is roughly centered on the city square. The north is dominated by the city lord's mansion and the residences of major families and sects. For example, the residences of the Yun family and the Zheng family in the city are in this area. In the east of the city, the direction of the small courtyard where I am currently located is mainly inhabited by cultivators with a certain income. Of course, the public security is also second only to the wealthy areas in the north. In fact, don't think that it is easy for cultivators to earn spiritual stones. If Ning Ping didn't have such magical means as soul leaving the body, how could it be so smooth? Even if it survived like this, it would be full of unknown dangers. The west of the city is where all kinds of workshops are concentrated, such as alchemy, refining, textiles, etc., all gathered in the west of the city.
The south of the city and the outside of the south of the city are low-income people, that is, the gathering place of poor people. It is also a mixed place. Of course, there is also the most lively and noisy market, which is also an indispensable existence for the entire Guangming City. After a round of walking, it was unknowingly night. After a quick meal with Shen Qingyao, Ning Ping entered the practice early. Since the last time his soul left his body in the city, Ning Ping had not gone out to wander around again. This place was not like Chunhui Valley, so he had to be careful. This time, when his soul left his body, he immediately had a different feeling. Even from a distance, he could faintly sense the strong fluctuations that he had seen last time coming from many places in the city. It was no wonder that this was the high-level cultivator he had seen. However, fortunately, the place he was going to was far away, so there was such a place. Ning Ping walked along the street and soon arrived at the destination of this trip - Zheng Mansion. After carefully sensing it, there was no restriction. It was still early and maybe it had not been opened yet. Ning Ping went through the wall and entered Zheng Mansion. The mansion was very large, with a group of servants and various attics and rooms, which were scattered in an orderly manner. Ning Ping soon sensed the familiar breath of Zheng Yuanming. At this moment, he and several followers were still enjoying dinner. The table was full of delicious food, which made Ning Ping envious. What was even more enviable was the beautiful maid serving on the side, but... "Xiaoling, just drink with me. Anyway, my old man is not here." Zheng Yuanming was seen begging the beautiful maid beside him with a drooling face. "No, I got beaten last time, don't hurt me again, if you do this again, I will tell the master directly." The girl called Xiaoling rolled her eyes and said something to spoil his fun. However, Zheng Yuanming didn't pester him further, just shook his head helplessly: "You guys, all of you don't understand romance, you spoil my fun, really spoil my fun!"