Cheng Buzheng glanced at the Spiritual Beast Sect disciple, and then his magic power stirred up, and a line of magic power circled on his fingertips.
"You are all elite disciples of the major immortal sects. I believe that based on the experience of everyone here, you should be able to prove that I am not a disciple of the demon sect!"
At the same time, he secretly muttered:
"If there weren't five monks present, I would definitely let you know how to respect a monk."
Cheng Buzheng was very disdainful of the arrogant tone of the Spiritual Beast Sect monks. He was constantly calculating in his mind, but there was no trace of strange expression on his face.
See this.
The sword cultivator glanced at everyone, then turned around and walked directly into the formation.
Cheng Buzheng also discovered an interesting phenomenon.
The five people all glanced at the sword cultivator from the corner of their eyes, and did not look back until the sword cultivator left.
And these five monks are from Luming Valley and Spirit Beast Sect, the major sects of Immortal Dao respectively.
The Spiritual Beast Sect is headed by the thin-faced young monk, who seems to be the core disciple of the sect. Behind him are two young monks who are probably elite disciples.
The other two were wearing blue robes, and their robe styles should be those of monks from Lumen Valley.
immediately.
Wan Wenlei glanced at the sword cultivator out of the corner of his eye, then glanced at Cheng Buzheng and said;
"Will fellow Taoist join us in killing the Demon Sect disciples, or will we gather the medicine and leave directly!"
"However, we all distribute the spoils based on our efforts."
At the end of his speech, Wan Wenlei's tone couldn't help but become a little scornful.
Hear the words.
Cheng Buzheng did not underestimate this monk from the Spiritual Beast Sect.
He knew that this was most likely a tactic used by the opponent to provoke him, and he just wanted to know what his trump card was. None of the monks who could break into this place were simple goods.
What's more, the other party is still an elite disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect, and he is definitely not an idiot. After all, an idiot would not survive until now, let alone a core disciple.
However, when Cheng Buzheng saw the strange scene just now, he guessed in his heart:
"It seems that everyone is quite afraid of that sword cultivator. I wonder what happened before?"
"So much so that the five monks care so much about the sword cultivator's attitude."
Without waiting for Cheng BuZheng to reply, one of the two monks in Lumen Valley, a monk with a round face, looked at Cheng BuZheng with a smile and said:
"Why don't you stay, fellow Taoist!"
"Senior Brother An, you are right. One more person means more strength."
The person who spoke was another monk from Lumen Valley. This person's face was full of agreement and echoed.
Hear the words.
Cheng Buzheng knew, however, that the two monks in Lumen Valley were not that simple in their intentions. The other party wanted to recruit him into the group to increase their strength.
After all, there were only two monks in Lumen Valley. Adding him, there were three people, enough to compete with the monks of the Spiritual Beast Sect.
"It seems that the two monks of Lumen Valley are under great pressure now!"
Cheng Buzheng muttered to himself.
The three monks of the Spiritual Beast Sect did not recruit themselves into the group. On the one hand, the core disciple had enough confidence in his own strength; on the other hand, they wanted to force him to leave so that they could maintain their ability to crush the Lumen Valley monks.
strength.
This was revealed when Wan Wenlei started speaking, and what he said later had another meaning. If he wanted to join the hunting operation, he had to use clever methods.
It can be seen that the core disciple of the Spiritual Beast Sect can be said to be a person with deep scheming intentions.
But Cheng Buzheng is not an easy character to get along with either.
In the blink of an eye, Cheng Buzheng deduced the general thoughts of the two teams through a short conversation and expressions.
See this.
Cheng Buzheng looked calm and smiled slightly;
"Then, it's better to obey your orders than to be respectful!"
"Thank you, fellow Taoists."
as expected.
"You can join if you want to join, but you must show your skills, how about that?"
Wan Wenlei suddenly spoke up and stopped him.
"Fellow Taoist Wan, this is too much!"
An, the monk from Lumen Valley, said with a steady expression;
"Your Spiritual Beast Sect monks came here and joined directly."
Cheng Buzheng had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and it was just in time to intimidate them, dispel some of their unwanted thoughts, and make some preparations for what was to come.
Even if An Yi spoke for him, he didn't really believe that he was just a temporary weight brought by the other party.
At the same time, Cheng Buzheng didn't believe that a mere chance relationship could make the other person fall in love with him. This is the world of immortality, not a romantic drama. The main theme of the world of immortality is the weak and the strong.
Once you encounter a treasure or a crisis, you will definitely be thrown out as a victim.
"This statement makes sense!"
Cheng Buzheng held the light golden talisman in his sleeve, shook it at Wan Wenlei and said:
"Am I strong enough now?"
"Tao Bao!"
Wan Wenlei's eyes shrank, and immediately his expression changed, a warm smile appeared on his face, and he said with a smile:
"Fellow Taoist, since we have such a precious treasure, of course we have the strength to join."
"Yes, with fellow Taoists joining us, it will be easier to kill those difficult characters."
An Yi on the side calmed down the shock in his heart and spoke quickly.
For a time, the atmosphere became very harmonious, and the chat box was slowly opened.
Immediately, Cheng Buzheng said with a smile;
"That sword cultivator from the Ancient Sword Sect looks very strong!"
"Yes, Ye Han's strength is definitely ranked in the top ten among the monks in the Qi training period of various sects."
An looked serious and said:
"At least, I have never seen a monk who is stronger than him. Even the most powerful senior brother in our sect is still slightly inferior to him."
"oh?"
Cheng Buzheng asked with curiosity:
"Where did this begin?"
"But we have to start from the beginning." An Yi said slowly.
"Appreciate further details!"
"First, it was me who came to this spiritual medicine garden, and then it was the monk from the Spiritual Beast Sect."
As he spoke, An pointed to a young monk standing on the right side of Wan Wenlei and said:
"Not long after, a monk from the Corpse Refining Sect appeared."
A Spiritual Beast Sect monk with a dark complexion said quickly:
"Yes, I teamed up with this senior fellow from Lumen Valley to fight against that Demon Sect disciple."
"Unfortunately, two other monks from the Corpse Refining Sect came to this spiritual medicine garden soon."
"Fortunately, Senior Brother Wan arrived in time and was able to barely resist it."
At the end of the sentence, a look of lingering fear appeared on his face.
"good."
An Yi nodded solemnly and said:
"The Corpse Refining Sect seems to use this spiritual medicine garden as a hunting ground, gathering here, and then five more disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect came."
"There is no way for the few of us to escape from the battle."
"At this time, my two junior brothers also arrived."
"good!"
Wan Wenlei nodded and said with a smile:
"Subsequently, Junior Brother Li and Junior Brother Ping also arrived."
At this time, Wan Wenlei was like the little brother next door, sunny and friendly.
"It shows this person's scheming, and we can also confirm that his previous words and expression are definitely his disguise."
Cheng Buzheng murmured secretly in his heart, and at the same time was wary of this scheming person.
"It is because of the arrival of several more Taoist friends that we can persist for a while and survive."
An Yi said in a low tone;
"However, more and more disciples appeared in the Corpse Refining Sect, and together with the armored corpses of the Corpse Refining Sect, the seven of us were unable to compete. Soon Junior Brother Liu and Junior Brother Lu from the Spirit Beast Sect could no longer resist and were killed.
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"At this critical moment, Ye Han, the Liuyun Sword of the Ancient Sword Sect, came to the elixir garden. It's a pity that the two of them did not persist until this time."
"Why······"
The junior brother beside An Yi said excitedly:
"Ye Han's strength is truly terrifying."
"No armored corpse can withstand Ye Han's sword."
"One sword brings cold light to nineteen states, and the Liuyun Sword truly deserves its reputation."
His eyes were full of admiration.
"Of course, fellow Taoist's strength is no worse than Ye Han."
Wan Wenlei patted Cheng Buzheng without leaving any trace.
Regarding this.
Cheng Bizheng shook his head with a smile. He knew the puppet's ultimate strength. Unless he got a few more top-quality magic weapons, he might be able to compare with Ye Han. Of course, this was without using talismans.
After hearing this, Cheng Buzheng roughly understood the whole story.
He also understood why An Yi wanted to recruit him to join the group. Although he did not elaborate on the moment when he first entered the elixir garden, he understood that there must have been a fight in the middle, but it was broken because of the arrival of the Corpse Refining Sect.
As a result, the two of them were forced to join forces. It was the monks from the Soul Beast Sect who were afraid of settling the score with the queen, so they pulled Cheng Buyi away from him.
The monks of the Spiritual Beast Sect did not reveal the beginning of the incident.
I guess they don't want him to make a choice now, after all, their attitude just now was not very friendly.
At this time, if Cheng Buzheng is asked to make a choice, the result is very likely to be unfavorable to them.
As for the two sides not helping each other, unless they withdraw from this elixir garden, it is not so easy to be a fisherman.
The five monks were afraid of Ye Han, probably because they were afraid of his terrifying strength. Although Ye Han saved them, it also meant that he could kill them at any time.
This is the instinctive fear of the weak towards the strong.