The middle-aged man was suddenly embarrassed. He was only at the third level of Taoism.
"My little brother has such cultivation at such a young age. Could he be a disciple of the Immortality Sect?"
A man with a rather sinister look on his eyebrows looked at Ye Tian with questioning eyes.
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense and serious, and everyone stared at Ye Tian warily.
Nowadays, the Changsheng Sect continuously sends people to enter the Qilin Tomb to search for treasures. They gather here also to enter the Qilin Tomb to search for treasures. It can be said that there is a direct competitive relationship between the two parties.
If this kid is a disciple of the Immortality Cult, could it be that the Immortality Cult doesn’t want them to enter and deliberately sends this guy to sabotage their actions?
Suddenly, many people showed evil looks.
It is true that as one of the three major religions in Yingzhou, the disciples of the Changsheng Sect have a unique status in Yingzhou.
But destroying someone's wealth is like killing one's parents.
No one who can be gathered here is a soft persimmon.
If the Immortality Sect really wanted to sabotage their actions, they would not let it go. Even if Ye Tian was a disciple of the Immortality Sect, they would not dare to kill him.
Ye Tian looked at the evil man, chuckled and said, "Do you think that if the Changsheng Sect wants to sabotage everyone's actions, they will only send a weak person like me here?"
Many people thought it was reasonable and nodded silently.
But the evil man said reluctantly: "You have such cultivation at a young age. If you are not a disciple of the Immortality Sect, you must be a disciple of the other two major sects, right?"
Ye Tian asked back: "Why, do we need to investigate the background of everyone to form a team? Then you can tell me, where are you from?"
A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the evil man, and he said with a smile: "That's not necessary, as long as you are not a disciple of the Immortality Sect."
"snort!"
Ye Tian snorted softly and was too lazy to pay attention to the evil man. He just found a place to sit down and waited quietly.
The Xieyi man was upset and felt quite unhappy, but he did not dare to make an attack.
"Little brother, his name is Yu Chengliang, do you know why he is targeting you like this?"
A tall and sturdy man walked up to Ye Tian and sent a message of goodwill.
"Why?"
Ye Tian was also confused.
In the town of Nine Deaths, we formed a team to go into the Qilin Tomb to hunt for treasures. It was an unwritten rule not to ask each other about their origins and identities, but Yu Chengliang seemed a little aggressive, which was really strange.
Ye Tian was sure that he had never had any interaction with this person before.
What's more, he is now "Ye Qiankun", an identity that has never appeared in Yingzhou.
"You stole his limelight." The strong man said.
"That's it!" Ye Tian nodded.
Most of the more than thirty people present were middle-aged and elderly. Before Ye Tian arrived, Yu Chengliang was the only young man with the second level of Daoji cultivation.
At his age and with such a level of cultivation, he is indeed quite successful in this team.
Ye Tian was younger than him and had higher cultivation than him, which made his little self-esteem a little unbearable.
At this moment, an old man with a sallow complexion and thin muscles came out. His withered yellow hair looked like weeds on the roadside that had been trampled by horse hooves.
The old man opened his mouth, showing his yellow teeth, and said, "Come in, everyone."
The strong man told Ye Tian that this old man was the famous Old Donkey Head.
Everyone walked into the living room one after another. The living room was very old and the decoration was very simple. There was even only one chair. The old donkey-headed god was sitting on the chair smoking a dry cigarette, and the rest of the people had to stand.
"Old Donkey Head, why don't you even have a place to sit?" Yu Chengliang asked with some dissatisfaction.
"If you want to sit, you can sit on the ground." Old Donkey Head said very bachelorly.
It doesn't matter whether you are an old master of the ninth level of Daoji or a young hero, you have to act according to his rules when you come here.
Yu Chengliang was so choked that his face turned red and his neck became thick, but he did not dare to get angry.
"There will be no news today, everyone must have known it, right?" Old Donkey Tou took a deep puff of his cigarette and lit it out. He knocked the cigarette rod on the table and asked casually.
"Um!"
Some nodded, others responded softly.
"Then pay, three thousand low-grade spirit beads per person." Old Donkey Tou said calmly.
Ye Tian was a little surprised. The cost of three thousand low-grade spirit beads per person was a bit too high.
With thirty-seven people coming today, he can make a net profit of more than 100,000 low-grade spirit beads, which is a huge profit.
But no one hesitated. Seeing this, Ye Tian also took out three thousand low-grade spirit beads with heartache.
After receiving a huge fortune, the old donkey head still looked calm and calm, and said: "At this time tomorrow, we will meet here. We will not wait if it is late."
Some people turned around to leave, while others frowned.
Yang Xi, an old man at the ninth level of Daoji, said: "Old Donkey Head, you should tell us how we will enter Qilin Tomb tomorrow and what we should prepare, right?"
Everyone nodded in agreement with what Yang Xi said. It was the first time for everyone to go to Qilin Tomb and they had little experience.
Even if he had conducted in-depth research on the Qilin Tomb before, it was still not as good as Lao Donutou, an expert who had traveled to the Qilin Tomb many times.
"I'm just leading the way for you. It's up to you what you want to prepare and what you don't want to prepare," said the old donkey head.
Ba Hong, the strong man beside Ye Tian, said: "Then you should tell us how we can enter Qilin Tomb tomorrow."
The old donkey rolled his eyes at Ba Hong and said angrily: "How do you think you can enter? Of course you can walk in..."
Ha ha……
Many people made fun of Ba Hong for asking a stupid question, and Ba Hong scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
The old donkey suddenly shook his head and sighed: "That's all. Seeing that you are all here for the first time, I will spread the knowledge to you for free, so as not to cause trouble for me tomorrow."
Many people rolled their eyes, "Three thousand low-grade spirit beads per person, this is free? Isn't this what you should do?"
But now everyone is counting on the old donkey head, so naturally they won't choose to argue with him at this time, and they all listen quietly.
"I won't go into details about how dangerous the Kirin Tomb is. If you don't even know how dangerous the Kirin Tomb is, then I can only say that you are looking for death."
"Next, I will tell you three points that you must keep in mind!"
The old donkey's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with sharp light, slowly sweeping over the crowd.
At this moment, this slovenly-looking old man actually felt a bit majestic and oppressive.
Seeing everyone nodding obediently, the old donkey head withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.
"First, if you enter Qilin Tomb tomorrow, listen to me. If you can't do it, it's best not to come tomorrow. Second, the destination of this trip is Dalongji. After arriving at Dalongji, I will return.
Whether you come back with me or take the risk on your own is entirely up to you, I will only send you there. Thirdly, the Changsheng Cult is exploring the Qilin Tomb, and it is inevitable that we will encounter each other during this trip. If we encounter one, we must only give in and not contradict."
"I hope you all keep these three points in mind, especially the first and third points, which are related to your life and death."
The old donkey's face was full of seriousness, leaving no room for doubt.
"Old Donkey Head, why did you only go to Dalongji this time?" Yang Xi asked doubtfully.