Without saying a word, Zhang Heng drove his spiritual weapon to find the remaining corpses of the cultivators. After a while, he found the flesh-and-blooded corpses.

Zhang Heng endured his disgust and cleaned their storage bags. He only got more than twenty crystals in total, which were not as good as the yellow-faced Taoist priest.

A little disappointed, Zhang Heng felt that these casual cultivators were poorer than they thought, but after careful consideration, it was understandable. After all, they had no force to rely on, and this little crystal may have been robbed. Perhaps they are relatively wealthy among casual cultivators.

Looking at Zhang Heng with amazement and got more than 20 crystals at one time, Zhao Rui couldn't help but regret that these crystals should belong to him...

Twenty crystals are not a small amount for an inner disciple like him, and Zhao Rui only has dozens of crystals in his hand.

"How many crystals have you got in total?" Zhao Rui couldn't help asking. Because he didn't see the process of Zhang Heng killing the yellow-faced Taoist priest, he didn't know how much Zhang Heng had gained in detail.

Zhang Heng clapped his hands and skillfully attacked him with a dust-removing technique. He said with no satisfaction: "Well, there are 58 crystal stones in total, and a low-grade spiritual weapon, so you can barely force it..."

"So many? There is also a spiritual weapon." Zhao Rui said in surprise, and felt more and more regretful.

Zhang Heng said righteously: "Let me keep these ill-gotten wealth with you, Senior Brother, you have also killed several evil cultivators. He is indeed a good monk who eliminates harm to the people. I believe he will not be greedy for the hard-earned money of these ordinary people."

"Yes... Senior Brother Tang was right." Zhao Rui's answer was a bit reluctant, and the smile on his face was even uglier than crying.

He had made up his mind that if he encountered a similar situation again, he must first take action and must not let this "greedy" senior brother steal all the spoils.

Before he knew it, Zhao Rui, who was originally as kind as simple as a piece of white paper, gradually changed his mentality under the influence of Zhang Heng. As for what will happen in the future, who knows?

After the success of this "anti-rape" strategy, Zhang Heng has understood the previous gap between ordinary casual cultivators and disciples of the sect.

The practices these casual cultivators themselves are very rough and do not even have complete practices. The practice methods have taken many detours because they cannot receive guidance from their predecessors.

Therefore, even without spiritual weapons, a disciple of a sect can easily defeat an ordinary casual cultivator of the same level.

This is also the reason why Zhang Heng and the others were able to destroy all the eight casual cultivators so easily, but this is also related to the fact that they are far superior to cultivators of the same level. If it were ordinary disciples from other sects, it would be difficult to do this.

Of course, this is also because the two of them only met ordinary casual cultivators. There are also some particularly powerful existences among the casual cultivators. Most of them have some experiences and are much stronger than ordinary casual cultivators.

Through this battle, Zhang Heng also made a new assessment of Zhao Rui's strength. This son's strength is not inferior to that of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining Stage. Even magic that is comparable to the third level can be used by him. His strength is indeed terrible.

After harvesting the spoils, the two continued to fly and their speed increased a little.

While on the road, Zhao Rui's eyes glanced at the surrounding mountains from time to time, looking very unwilling, and he wanted to come to another group of robbery cultivators.

Zhang Heng didn't know what he was thinking, and asked with a smile: "Does Junior Brother Zhao still want to eliminate harm for the people? There will be such an opportunity in the future."

Zhao Rui smiled embarrassedly: "Yes, those robbery cultivators are so hateful..."

At this moment, ten monks flew in front of them. All of them were spiritual weapons under their feet, and their bodies showed sharp aura.

Zhao Rui said with a happier look on his face: "Are you robbed again?"

Zhang Heng shook his head: "It shouldn't be."

The aura of these ten people is completely incomparable to those of the previous casual cultivators. Their cultivation is above the middle stage of Qi refining, and the spiritual weapons under their feet are at least low-grade spiritual weapons.

Moreover, the outfits of these people are very similar, all wearing light armor, and the flying formation is extremely neat and there is no scattering at all.

The most eye-catching thing is the handsome young man in white in the head. His eye-catching sword eyebrows give people a feeling that they cannot be underestimated, and his eyes exudes a solemn and cold atmosphere.

The whole person is like a sword unsheathed. Even if it is thrown into the crowd, it will be quickly noticed by others.

Judging from the momentum emitted by the young man, his cultivation level had actually reached the level of great perfection in the Qi Refining Stage. The spiritual weapon under his feet was actually a top-grade spiritual weapon, and the green armor on his body was slightly radiant. It was probably at least a defensive spiritual weapon.

The ten people were led by this young man, and the other monks stood obediently behind him without any intention of making any move.

The young man in white soon discovered the existence of Zhang Heng and the others and led the monks behind him to come quickly towards this side.

"Senior Brother Tang? Who are they?" Zhao Rui asked curiously.

"I'm not very clear. I guess I have something to do with Dutianbao." Zhang Heng was also guessing the identities of some people.

The young man in white stopped when he flew twenty meters away from the two of them. The monks behind him stopped in an instant.

The cold eyes patrolled Zhang Heng and the others, and only paid a little attention to Zhao Rui. As for Zhang Heng, he ignored him directly.

"We are patrol guards of Dutian Castle, responsible for the safety work around us. Does the fire light in the sky just now have anything to do with you?" said the young man in white indifferently.

Zhang Heng stepped forward a few meters and said calmly: "We are both monks from Fang Yunshan. We went to Dutian Castle together and encountered eight robbery cultivators on the way, but those people have been solved by us. As for the firelight just now, it was the spell cast by my junior brother."

"Oh? Have you wiped out all the Eight Evils of Luoshan?" The young man in white showed a little surprise on his face. He couldn't help but look at the two of them a few more times, and his eyes mainly fell on Zhao Rui.

Judging from his tone, the Eight Evils of Luoshan seem to be quite famous here.

"You used the spell just now? Was there a monk from the Foundation Establishment Stage present at that time?" The young man in white had a little disbelief on his face.

Zhao Rui bowed slightly to the young man in white: "I'm here Zhao Rui, he is Senior Brother Tang who is on the same mountain as me. The spell I just cast was exactly what I called it. This is the fire secret technique taught to me by the master. No other monks were present at that time."

The young man in white clasped his fists at Zhao Rui repeatedly, but ignored Zhang Heng who was standing beside him: "In Du Peng, the magic that fellow Taoist just cast was probably no less than the ordinary third-level spell."

Zhao Rui said happily on his face: "Yes, this spell is a simplified version of the intermediate spell Fire Hurricane. Its power is indeed not weaker than the third-level spell. I remember when I practiced this spell..."

Zhang Heng was ashamed next to him. Zhao Rui was too scheming. If others praised you, you would want to unravel your old truth and show it to the other party.

However, Du Peng seemed to have a good impression of Zhao Rui. The two ignored the people around them and chatted for a long time.

At the end, Du Peng bowed to Zhao Rui slightly: "You and I have a good conversation. If you have time in the future, come to Dutianbao to find Du me. Then we will discuss magic together. I am currently taking on the patrol position. If there is any inappropriate reception, please forgive me."

"I really want to come to find you in the future." Zhao Rui smiled at him and watched them leave.

Du Peng and the monks behind him left quickly, without looking at Zhang Heng any more from beginning to end.

Zhao Rui laughed: "This person is good, Senior Brother Tang should make friends too."

Zhang Heng gave him a blank look, without explaining anything, and said lightly: "Let's go quickly, Dutian Castle is not far from us."

Zhang Heng was not indignant in his heart. This is the case in this world, and strength represents everything.

Zhao Rui's strength is not weaker than that of a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, so he will get along well with the other party. On the surface, he is just a cultivator in the early stage of Qi Refining Stage and is not taken seriously by the other party at all.

Looking at the blue sky with a cold expression, Zhang Heng said silently in his heart: One day, the entire Samsung Domain will tremble because of my existence...
Chapter completed!