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Chapter 1792 The beggar monk

Ignoring the others, the three of them gradually accelerated. In just half a day, the three of them stopped helplessly.?

"It's weird, there are so many monks in front of you?" Ye Qingyang couldn't help frowning. According to his idea, as long as the three of them did not commit suicide, there was still a great possibility of surviving. However, at this time, the situation in front of him was now out of his control.

"Let's go over and take a look." Ye Qiushui said with a frown.

The few people nodded, and Ye Qingyang was even more angry, "I want to see what was born here, which attracted so many monks."

In fact, no wonder Ye Qingyang was angry at this time. After all, this time it was not counted as Ye Ling. It has already made the Ye family very dangerous when he and Ye Qiushui came out.

It can be said that what Ye Qingyang was most worried about was something unexpected in the middle, but the situation in front of him was obviously a little out of control.

Ye Ling also looked at the monks gathered in confusion. These monks seemed to be from the same sect, and these people closed a road.

"Everyone, this secret realm has been booked by our Zhao family today. Please wait outside during this period." A grown man with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks shouted.

Hearing this voice, the crowd was restless, and the giant of the Zhao family appeared here.

Like everyone else, Ye Qiushui and Ye Qingyang also changed their faces when they heard the word Zhao family.

"What's wrong? Is this Zhao family different?" Ye Ling asked in confusion. Although the cultivators in front of him were numerous, most of them were only in the mid-stage Qiling stage. This level of cultivation was not enough in front of Ye Ling.

Of course, there are many cultivators among these cultivators. Ye Ling just took a look and then found that a cultivator from the late stage of the spiritual sea came to the Zhao family. Although it is still a certain distance from the peak of the spiritual sea, it is ultimately the cultivation level of the late stage of the spiritual sea. It can be said that he is almost an invincible existence here.

Not only that, in addition to this late-stage cultivator in the Spirit Sea, there are three mid-stage cultivators in the Spirit Sea and seven mid-stage cultivators in the Spirit Sea.

Under this, there are many disciples. Most of these disciples are in the middle stage of the spiritual enlightenment, but many of them have reached the late stage of the spiritual enlightenment. Ye Ling even found a cultivator whose cultivation has reached the half-step spiritual enlightenment, that is, the peak stage of the spiritual enlightenment.

"This Zhao family is not simple." Even Ye Ling was confident, he was sure that he could not deal with the powerful Zhao family.

Ye Qingyang's face looked ugly. He stared at the Zhao family with a bad look. The same ones as him were also the monks around him. These monks all had their own purposes. They were originally explored by their own secret realms, but today, everyone was angry by the Zhao family's behavior.

Although he was not ashamed of the Zhao family's behavior, no one refuted the Zhao family's behavior. After all, where is the strength of others?

"The Zhao family, the ancestor's cultivation has reached the early stage of the Lotus Platform. Not only that, there are many cultivators in the peak stage of the Spirit Sea under the family." Ye Qingyang said this information without thinking.

"Cultivation in the Lotus Platform."

After hearing these words, Ye Ling's expression was filled with fear.

Although Ye Ling had never seen a monk in the Lotus Terrain stage, these words alone were enough to shock countless monks.

Throughout history, I don’t know how many cultivators have been trapped in the peak stage of the Spirit Sea. It can be said that only by entering the Lotus Platform stage can one truly embark on the path of a strong man.

Even in the true core area of ​​the world, the cultivation level of the Lotus Terrain Stage has a place, which is the gap between the Lotus Terrain Stage and the Linghai Stage.

If a monk in the early stage of the Spirit Sea can fight moral words with ten monks in the peak stage of the Spiritual Enlightenment, then a monk in the early stage of the Lotus Platform is enough to crush a hundred monks in the peak stage of the Spirit Sea. It can be said that this is the gap between the two, and it is not of the same order of magnitude at all.

"Damn, what did you encounter today? You actually met the Zhao family." Ye Qiushui was quite straightforward and muttered in dissatisfaction.

Ye Qingyang also had an ugly face. At this time, he even suspected that the ancestor of the Ye family was extending out of the secret realm.

"Second elder, third elder, don't be impatient for now. I'll go find out what happened." After Ye Ling said that, he fled into the crowd without waiting for Ye Qingyang and Ye Qiushui to react.

When he entered the gathering crowd, Ye Ling found out the news, but he was disappointed. After watching for so long, he still got nothing.

Just as he was dejected and wanted to leave, suddenly a beggar dressed up, and the monk who had cultivated himself as an early stage in the spiritual sea held him back.

"Hehe, fellow Taoist, I guess you are also curious about what the Zhao family did." The beggar dressed indifferently and stretched out his black hand and touched Ye Ling's clothes, and a black handprint was immediately left.

Ye Ling couldn't help frowning. When he saw Ye Ling, he seemed unhappy. The monk dressed in a beggar pulled Ye Ling, and then whispered, "Little brother, I think you are destined to be. I will sell you some information today. Look at what? As long as you pay a high-grade spirit stone, I will tell you the news of why the Zhao family blocked this place."

Ye Ling's mouth twitched, his damn, and he was also a top-grade spirit stone. He really thought the spirit stone was a cabbage.

Ignoring this weird monk, Ye Ling turned around and walked towards Ye Qingyang and the others, but the monk dressed in beggar was reluctant to leave.

"Or, even a medium-grade spirit stone is fine."

Ye Ling has three medium-grade spirit stones given to him by Ye Qingyang. Ye Ling has no time to absorb them because he is rushing to go. At this time, there are two in his arms, but he is not interested in giving this weird cultivator.

"Little brother, let's do it, it's not bad. If you give me a hundred low-grade spirit stones, I will tell you the information and also tell you a way to register." After the weird monk said that, Ye Ling couldn't help but look at him.

Just when the weird beggar felt that there was a chance, Ye Ling shook his head, "You're done."

Ignoring the weird beggar, Ye Ling walked towards Ye Qingyang with big strides.

At this moment, the weird beggar still shouted unwillingly, "Little brother, I'll give you information for ten low-grade spirit stones."

Hearing this price, Ye Ling did not frown at all, and said two words in his mouth, "Trade."
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