: Identity

"This...this..." The cultivator with a relatively high level of cultivation who spoke to Meng Xiang showed a look of embarrassment.

Meng Xiang's face suddenly became gloomy and he said coldly: "What do you mean? Didn't you just say that you can not register for photos as long as you never come to Hidden Beast Mountain? I have promised that you will never come to Hidden Beast Mountain, why don't you let me leave? Are you all the people in You Bloodless Villa going back on your word?"

Seeing Meng Xiang's attitude so tough, the face of the cultivator with a higher cultivation level also became colder, and his tone also lost its usual gentleness: "Fellow Taoist, although what you said is a bit unreasonable, it is not without any reason. Well, we can let you leave Hidden Beast Mountain, but you have to agree to one condition. As long as you agree to our condition, you will let you go immediately."

“What conditions?”

"Take all the storage props in your body and take out the things inside for us to see. If there is no problem, we can let you leave."

"What? Who gives you the power?"

"The owner of the manor stipulates that if you enter the territory of the Bloodless Villa and are unwilling to accept the management of our village, you can only follow the rules of our village. But don't worry, we will not be greedy for you, we just want you to keep what you get in Hidden Beast Mountain."

"Haha..." Meng Xiang laughed loudly, "What a domineering rule. But I insist on touching him today. Let me go over, otherwise..."

"Otherwise? Will you still kill us? Don't you even look at what kind of person you are, just a little bastard who has just completed the first transformation of immortal transformation, and he dares to be arrogant in front of our brothers? I really don't know how the word "death" is written."

The cultivator with a lower cultivation level looked slanted with his eyes, his face full of contempt and disdain, and said with a sneer: "Senior Brother wants you to leave what you get in Yinyi Mountain, which is a way out for you. If it were other brothers here, you would have been dead for a long time."

"Hinting Yi Mountain? Not Hidden Beast Mountain?" A hint of anger flashed through Meng Xiang's eyes, "Are you kidding me?"

"Tap on you? Is there any?" The cultivator with higher cultivation also sneered, "We just let your fox tail be exposed earlier. Meng Xiang, don't think that if you change your appearance, we will not be able to find you. The owner of the manor has long guessed what tricks you would use. If you know the appearance, immediately surrender and let us take you to the owner of the manor. Whether it is dead or alive depends on your fortune. If you don't know the current affairs, we may have to kill you. Although the owner of the manor said that he hoped to catch the living, the owner of the manor also promised that he would also receive a generous reward by sending a dead Meng Xiang to him."

Hearing the cultivator with high cultivation level, Meng Xiang showed an abnormal calmness and said lightly: "You are really so sure that I am the Meng Xiang in your owner's mouth?"

"Don't make a quibble. You are Meng Xiang." A cultivator with higher cultivation was staring at Meng Xiang's face, showing a very affirmative expression. Another cultivator immediately agreed with a firm expression, as if he also firmly believed that his companions' judgment was not wrong.

"Oh? Is there any reason?" Meng Xiang still looked calm.

"Of course there are reasons." The cultivator with higher cultivation showed a proud look, "Your first flaw is the Taoist pattern you gave us."

"Is that true? I hope to hear it."

"Although Yinyi Mountain is the territory of our Bloodless Villa, the owner of the manor does not have strict requirements on cultivators who enter the mountains to hunt. Each time you only need to pay a certain amount of Yuan stone and Taoist pattern. However, since Taoist patterns are much more precious than Yuan stone, the Taoist pattern paid by each cultivator entering Yinyi Mountain will be not much different from the specified number, and even if there are many, it is very limited. And you will pay more than twice the Taoist pattern at once, and the Taoist pattern is extremely high in terms of level and quality. It is estimated that thirty or fifty cultivators will enter Yinyi Mountain to hunt. This is very abnormal. Even if the masters hunt, they may not have so much."

"What's this flaw? Maybe I'm just taking advantage of it."

"If this alone is just about us, we really cannot determine that you are Meng Xiang, but if you add the restriction on sealing Taoist patterns, it will be suspicious."

It turns out that the problem lies here? Meng Xiang finally understood why the two cultivators had such a reaction after taking the Taoist pattern group he paid, but he still had some doubts in his heart. They were so aware of the differences between him and them when they did what the cultivators who passed by in front of them did.

Anyway, the matter had been exposed, Meng Xiang simply understood all the doubts in his heart and sneered deliberately: "Don't think of lying to me, isn't it just a restriction on sealing Dao pattern? I don't believe you can see any difference from it."

"I know you will be dissatisfied." The cultivator with higher cultivation seemed to have expected it. Seeing Meng Xiang ask, he was not surprised at all, and nodded to another cultivator.

The cultivator with a lower cultivation level sneered and said, "We know you won't be convinced, so you'd better take a look at it yourself, and I'll make you admire our owner's methods." As he said that, he took out a box from under the table, which was filled with Taoist pattern balls, with more than one hundred, and pushed towards Meng Xiang from afar.

In fact, the moment the cultivator took out the box, Meng Xiang had already discovered that something was wrong with the restriction of sealing Taoist patterns. Although the individual and sealing techniques of the Taoist pattern balls placed in the box were different, they all had one common feature, that is, there were two words on the appearance of the Taoist pattern ball - bloodless.

The words "Wuxu" both seem very light, so light that with Meng Xiang's eyesight, they did not see their existence in the distance, so that he made such a big flaw. At the same time, his heart was also tight. The ability of Wuxu to set up a trap in such an inconspicuous place was enough to prove his extraordinaryness.

The cultivators with higher cultivation were even more proud: "Actually, you made more mistakes than this. When you see that practitioners can come in and out at will, you must think that our examination of them is very relaxed, right? In fact, you are completely wrong. The reason why we relaxed with them is entirely because we can determine their identities, but you turn around carelessly. Wouldn't you fall into the trap? More importantly, you came out of the inner mountain of Yinyi, and we have never seen you. Since then, your identity is about to emerge."

"Yes. Later, we asked you to register for photos and deliberately called Yinyi Mountain as Yin Beast Mountain, which was just to further confirm your identity. In fact, it was not very meaningful, but your performance allowed us to relieve the last bit of doubt and completely locked in your identity." The practitioner with a lower level of cultivation added in a tone full of pride.

"Oh." Meng Xiang sighed and said, "To be honest, I was indeed a little careless, but do you know? In fact, you have made a bigger mistake than me, a fatal mistake." Looking at the two arrogant cultivators in front of me, Meng Xiang's eyes radiated strange light, which made their whole body tighten, and they couldn't help but take two steps back.

After realizing what he had done, the two immortal cultivators turned red and immediately subconsciously took a few steps forward to make the distance between them and Meng Xiang closer. At the same time, in order to conceal their embarrassment, the cultivator with higher cultivation sneered at Meng Xiang, "If you are surnamed Meng, don't pretend to be a god or a ghost anymore. Now you are already in a turtle, hurry up and surrender. Otherwise, our brothers will definitely make you die ugly."

Meng Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "You really didn't realize what kind of mistakes you made. But seeing that you were about to die, I will kindly tell you what mistakes you made, so as not to be a fool. You have too much nonsense." He said the last sentence word by word, and also exuded a strange aura, which made the two immortal cultivators chill all over and goosebumps burst into high positions.

In order to hide the embarrassment in his heart, this time the cultivator with a lower level of cultivation spoke, his tone was filled with sarcastic mockery: "The owner of the manor attaches so much importance to you, we thought you were an amazing task. It turned out that he was just a fool who could only eat and blow the air. The owner of the manor misread you."

"Wuxue is not wrong with me. What you misread is you two people with eyes. Do you really think that your cultivation is higher than me and hide behind the ban, so I will do it to you? You really underestimate me too much. Although there is a little mistake this time, am I really not prepared at all?" Meng Xiang looked at the two immortal cultivators indifferently strengthening the ban between them and him, but there was no intention of stopping them. However, the sarcasm on his face became more and more intense, and the situation was like looking at two dead people.

After five minutes, the two immortal cultivators stopped strengthening the ban, but the thickness of the ban that blocked them and Meng Xiang had increased by more than ten times. Although they were very puzzled that Meng Xiang did not do anything when they reinforced the ban, when they saw the ban, they finally let go.

"Men, didn't you say you wanted to kill us? Why didn't you make any noise? Are you going to say to us with your mouth or to stare at us with your eyes? Oh, it's really amazing! We are all afraid of death." The cultivator with a lower cultivation level made a look that I was very scared, and the other cultivator hesitated for a while, and the former had the same expression.

"Two idiots." Meng Xiang sneered, looked at them lightly, and slowly spit out two words full of judgment, "Go to die!"

"Men's surname, you are blowing it up again...ah..." The cultivator with a lower cultivation level was about to continue to sarcastic at Meng Xiang, but suddenly he saw a white light appear out of thin air and shot directly into his chest. The speed was extremely fast and he did not dodge in time, so he was shot through the white light.

Suddenly, a strong and intense pain burst out in his body, just like countless sharp steel needles were stuffed into his body, and all of them were pierced into his body.

His heart was suddenly filled with fear, fear of death. However, what made him even more frightened was that while he was attacked, he vaguely saw that his senior brother had also encountered the same fate as him, which proved that what Meng Xiang said to them just now was true.

Death? Am I really going to die? No, I want to live. An unwilling roar broke out in the heart of a cultivator with lower cultivation, but he could not stop his consciousness from quickly falling into drowsiness. The cultivator with higher cultivation, like his companions, had consciousness almost fell into drowsiness at the same time, and then he fell into eternal darkness.
Chapter completed!