Chapter 507 No one robs the poor, and finally waits until the interception
People who can survive in the black market have long forgotten how to write the word "morality". It's not like Lao Hei has any intention of joining in the black market. If you don't have moral integrity, you must have a bottom line to survive in the long run.
For example, in the past two days, someone made a fortune by opening a storage ring. He never had the idea of opening a storage ring by himself. Instead, he took the opportunity to take out the storage rings in stock and deceived a group of daydreaming guys.
Make a lot of money steadily.
If there really is any fat sheep who is stupid and stupid, he would never commit robberies. Robbery is too unskilled and easy to die. None of the powerful robbers seen hundreds of years ago can be seen today.
The reason for asking this question is just to know. He feels that this information may be used to deceive others in the future, or many times.
He naturally knew about the young man in front of him, and he followed Mustache to rob the road. Because he was relatively restrained and had a vicious eye for selecting targets, he had not been killed in these years.
If he is really the kind of unscrupulous idiot who attacks anyone he sees without looking at his target, and if he offends someone who is not easy to mess with, and the other party comes to the black market to buy information for real money, the people here in the black market, as long as they know, will definitely
He will sell out the robbers without hesitation.
The reason why they didn't sell Mustache and the others was simply because there was no needy owner to pay for it.
The last time he saw the young man who came to fuck, he looked like a poor man with a clean face and a hard-working casual cultivator. His level didn't seem too low, but this kind of casual cultivator didn't have good skills.
In terms of Dharma inheritance, he doesn’t have any good secret secret techniques, nor does he have any bad magic weapons. His combat power is completely at the bottom among the monks of the same level.
The disciples of the sect, the unlucky ones who participate in cross-level challenges and reverse attacks are basically these guys who seem to be of high level, but are actually miserable.
A few months ago, I heard that a disciple of Shenhai from Wuxing Mountain encountered five strong men from the Jie Dao of Lingtai in the wild. He killed all five of them with his bare hands and without using any killing weapons, but he was not injured at all.
No matter what, everyone lamented that another genius came out of Wuxing Mountain.
The actual situation is that the disciple who is nothing more than Shenhai actually has two protective treasures on his body. He stood there and let five people hit them, but they couldn't break through the defense. There was no need to use any protection at all. He rushed up and attacked them forcefully.
Five people were hammered to death.
As for why those five people didn’t run away?
Behind him was a Taoist protector from the Taoist Palace. He didn't help with the killing. He just went crazy for dozens of miles so that the five blind Taoist robbers couldn't escape.
It is impossible for most people to know the actual situation. They only know the results.
Therefore, what Lao Hei is wondering now is why the young man in front of him doesn't want revenge but still pursues him. What is his purpose?
After thinking about it, of course there are only benefits left. What can be robbed is naturally the treasure, and the Kuha Ha casual cultivator can kill them all, maybe he has some amazingly powerful killing treasure in his hand.
But there is only one of you left who can be killed, so why are you going to die?
"In exchange for answering my questions, you'd better not break the rules and fool me with any false news."
The young man in Jie Dao pondered for a moment and felt that even if someone like Lao Hei had said it, he would definitely not be interested in joining the gang.
"He is mediocre in strength, and his accent doesn't sound like a local, but he has a very powerful killing magic weapon in his hand, which is shaped like a purple gold gourd. When he gives an order, a white light will appear and chop off a person's head. It's just that the magic weapon is used
It seems very restrictive."
"He went north." Lao Hei replied without changing his expression. After glancing at the young man, he added: "Since you said it in such detail, I will tell you one more thing. He may go there."
To the hometown of the Chu Dynasty."
"how do you know?"
Lao Hei smiled and said nothing, and never said another word.
When the Chu Dynasty was wiped out, not only the imperial court and some clans were wiped out, but also the unique inheritance, cultural records, language legends, all were wiped out. No one can speak the official dialect of the Chu Dynasty now.
Even if there were, only the descendants of those who migrated southward and fled back then would have the slightest chance of speaking the Mandarin of the Chu Dynasty.
But the vast majority of people no longer know how to speak. Lao Hei has seen people with such accents come to the Great Yingshen Dynasty. They are all from the sea and come to the Great Yingshen Dynasty to drift north in search of opportunities.
The young man who robbed Dao left, and Lao Hei sat alone in the deserted shop, waiting for customers to come to his door.
But in his heart, he couldn't help but recall the information just now.
A young overseas loose cultivator who is suspected to be a descendant of the people of the Chu Dynasty.
There is a purple gold gourd that can emit white light and cut off people's heads.
When he mentioned the Chu Dynasty and beheading, he naturally thought of the Mu family who was famous in the Chu Dynasty back then. The reputation of the Mu family could not be erased no matter how much ancient books were destroyed by the Great Ying Dynasty.
At most, it just didn't spread within the scope of the Great Ying Dynasty. But any force with a deep foundation and long-term heritage would be aware of it.
He was so smart to confiscate the money and exchange it for information instead of information. Even if this information was just a suspicion, it would be enough to fetch a big price, but I haven't decided who to sell it to yet.
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The hometown of the Chu Dynasty generally refers to several important cities, important checkpoints and other places in the Chu Dynasty at that time.
Qin Yang went north all the way, not at a very fast pace. The true energy flowing in his body was much less than before, and he even used a rubbish technique he had practiced that year to change his aura.
Along the way, I completely pretended to be a poor casual cultivator, and the things I saw were different from the past.
When I was on the road before, I would just burn spirit stones and use a flying boat to travel. Later, with the flying boat armed to the teeth by the puppet master, I could fly directly in the lower Gangfeng layer. How could I see anything?
Eye-opening people.
Nowadays, as a casual cultivator who wants to break every piece of spiritual stone into two halves, he is not even willing to take pills to restore his true energy if it is not necessary. He relies entirely on meditating and transporting Zhou Tian to absorb the spiritual energy. When there is nothing urgent, he can travel at a natural speed.
slow.
After lowering your cultivation level to the level of Lingtai, neither high nor low, you will encounter more things and people along the way.
There were many people who killed people and took treasures in the wilderness. They took action when they had a disagreement, and then there were more people who killed people and took treasures.
It's a pity that Qin Yang hasn't encountered him once since he left the Black Forest Sea.
Standing on the top of a mountain, looking back at the spiritual light shining on the way, Qin Yang looked a little dull.
I always felt that I was pretending to be poor and went too far, so that when I met two guys who were obviously not good guys before, they just curled their lips when they saw him, not bothering to hide their disdain.
Now looking at the battle in the distance, this suspicion has been confirmed. Even Jie Dao is no longer interested in him.
I guess everyone thought that he was just short of having a big word "poor" carved on his forehead.
If Qin Yang kills people and gains goods, the harvest may not be enough to pay for the elixirs used to recover after the battle.
Looking back to the south, Qin Yang slowly felt a sense of disappointment. The man he met in the Black Forest Sea was really not good enough. He walked so slowly and his goal was very clear.
Hasn't he had any ideas yet?
At first, I had been running away, but I couldn't escape. I was forced to panic, so I took out the purple gold gourd and killed the strong man in Jie Dao instantly. In order to make the hiding guy greedy and have the confidence to pursue him, I also made a special mention in a subtle way.
Please note, there are restrictions on the use of Purple Gold Gourd.
Obviously, if you come after Qin Yang as soon as possible, you will have a greater chance of killing someone and seizing the treasure.
No one came to find fault with him, so how could he passively expose some information?
Forget it, let's continue walking. Let's go to the ruins in front first. There was a city in the Mu family's territory there. Now there are only ruins. This is Qin Yang's seventh destination along the way.
One thousand seven hundred miles away, in the green mountains and green waters that stretch for dozens of miles, you can still vaguely see traces of many ruins on the ground. The remains of the city wall covered with soil, and the top of half of the broken pavilion exposed on the ground.
There is a remnant monument whose writing has been weathered and cannot be read clearly...
These things, all in total, prove that there was once a city here that stretched for dozens of miles, or even hundreds of miles.
Over tens of thousands of years, all valuable things here have been looted over and over again, and no one has come here for a long time.
But today, in the ruins, the young man who had been hiding, followed by seven or eight monks of different shapes, were bored and doing their own thing.
There is a strong man with a serious face, an old man who looks like he has ADHD, and a guy who can't suppress his evil spirit and looks like an evil monk at first glance.
Some of them are setting up formations, some are setting up traps, and some don't know what they are setting up...
"Boy, it's been seven days, are you sure you're right?" The evil cultivator looked at the young man who was trying to rob Dao, as if he couldn't wait any longer.
"It's absolutely unmistakable. He has traveled six times to the Chu Dynasty's hometown. His next destination is here. Someone has seen him before." The young man answered without any hesitation and was very firm.
Saying this made the young man feel a little unhappy. He chased him all the way and had already confirmed that the fat sheep had gone to the Chu Dynasty's hometown. However, it was only at the seventh Chu Dynasty's hometown that he finally confirmed the fat sheep's whereabouts and arrived there.
Come and ambush ahead.
The fat sheep is really unattractive, especially the body shape and appearance, which are so ordinary that you will forget them when you turn around. The streets are full of such casual cultivators. As long as the fat sheep doesn't speak, they will look for him.
When people asked, no one had any impression.
Especially when this fat sheep enters the city, it is like water dripping into the sea, and there is no trace again.
It took a lot of effort to trick these idiots into carrying the thunder and let them die first. After chasing for so many days, Mao didn't see Mao. The patience of these people has been exhausted. If there is no result this time, these guys will definitely
Let him walk around without being able to eat.
After the fat sheep comes this time, he must make his death ugly and unique!
More than a day later.
Qin Yang wandered around, and at the speed of a poor casual cultivator with no good traveling skills, he finally arrived at this ruined area.
Stretching traces of ruins were looming among the trees. Qin Yang looked at them from a distance and was suddenly startled.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a golden light flashed through his pupils. When he looked again, he saw hundreds of miles away, and various auras were looming in many places.
Under the pupil technique, the weak aura of the formation, the evil aura, the hidden murderous aura, and the aura of the monks are all as clear as lights in the dark night.
And there is also the aura of that young man who robbed Dao.
Qin Yang was overjoyed. He originally thought that the fear in the young man's heart would outweigh his greed, but he didn't expect that this guy planned his move later and knew how to lower his opponent's vigilance first.
In fact, after passing so many scenic spots in a row without seeing any signs of pursuit, Qin Yang already thought that the young man didn't want to take risks.
I never expected that he could endure it for so long. He was fully prepared. After confirming his whereabouts, he ran to the front to block him and set up traps, waiting for him to plunge in.
What an unexpected surprise.
Qin Yang's eyebrows were filled with joy and he tried not to laugh.
Pretending not to know anything, he strode into the ruins. In order to facilitate their encirclement and killing, he even bypassed the traps on the edge and went straight inside.
As Qin Yang entered, someone had already spotted Qin Yang's figure. After all, no one would come to this place on weekdays.
"That's him, that's the person. Be careful. The treasure in his hand is very powerful. Don't give him a chance to activate it."
The young man drooped his eyelids and suppressed his excitement, fearing that his eyesight was too strong and the fat sheep would notice it first.
When Qin Yang was about to enter the center of the ruins, he finally plunged into a trap that had been arranged in advance.
Poisonous mist spurted out from under the ground, and pointed poisonous snakes as thick as fingers rushed towards Qin Yang along with the poisonous mist.
Qin Yang just circulated his true energy for a little while to protect his body surface. He pretended that he had no time to react and did not have any protective magic weapons, and he withstood the attacks of poisonous mist and poisonous snakes.
The poisonous mist corroded his body-protecting essence. The poisonous snake had a big mouth and stretched out its fangs, easily piercing Qin Yang's body-protecting essence and biting Qin Yang's body.
"He's been hit! Go!"
In the darkness, the old man who looked like he had ADHD roared, and the rest of the people immediately rushed out, surrounding Qin Yang in the center from all directions.
In the diffuse black poisonous mist, Qin Yang looked at the poisonous snakes hanging on his body, a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.
He is too strong...
He didn't do anything to protect himself. Even if he let these things bite him, they couldn't even break through his skin. Those toxins were even more rubbish. The parts that penetrated through the holes in the true energy protection also couldn't penetrate into his skin.
In flesh and blood...
What should I do if these people find out that he is not poisoned? This is obviously not the behavior of ordinary casual cultivators.
After thinking about it, Qin Yang took a gentle breath, took the initiative to inhale a little of the toxin, suppressed the true energy with all his strength, restrained the blood and suppressed the instinctive reaction of the physical body, and then reluctantly allowed the toxin to start to show some signs of attack.
After a few breaths, Qin Yang's face slowly turned black, giving him a vicious look.
Seeing that the people outside didn't respond, Qin Yang was worried, wouldn't they find something?