Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

"What did I say?" Song Zhong felt that Ye Yang's tone had changed subtly, and he tightened the spear in his hand, "I have said a lot of things, I wonder which one Fellow Daoist Ye is referring to?"

The people present were basically not stupid. Thinking of the fate of the middle-aged cultivator who was shattered by thunder, they all showed vigilance and looked at the two people in doubt.

However, Ye Can's eyes flickered with complexity at this time, and then he looked at his brother with a smile: "Brother, what are you doing? It's important to enter the ruins at this time. Why are you reminiscing here? If you go too late, the spiritual medicine treasures in the ruins will be robbed."

"Xiao Can, come here." Ye Yang turned his head to look at Ye Can, frowning slightly, and his tone was full of doubt.

"I won't go over. I want to stay with Fellow Daoist Hua Qing." Ye Can glanced at Hua Qing's beautiful face beside him and said anxiously.

Hua Qing was stunned by the look, and her face couldn't help but blush slightly, which made Ye Can's idea more determined.

"Okay, both of you come together." Ye Yang just glanced at Hua Qing, and agreed without hesitation.

But just as Ye Can and Hua Qing walked towards Ye Yang, a cold spear was in front of them. Song Zhong held the handle of the spear with one hand, stared at Ye Yang, and asked:

"Daoyou Ye, you haven't answered my question yet."

"Daoyou Ye, what can we discuss..." Taoist Song Yan laughed aside, trying to resolve the tit-for-tat situation awkwardly.

But no matter who it was, they would not care about a Taoist who was only in the middle stage of foundation building at this time.

"Answer me!" Song Zhong shouted, and a strong spiritual power suddenly burst out from the top-grade spiritual weapon spear.

"Hehe..." Ye Yang sneered, "Doesn't Daoist Song have the answer in his mind? I also want to follow the example of other teams. After all, you can enter the ruins without paying anything, which is too easy."

Song Zhong's face turned cold, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly laughed:

"Hahaha..."

"I wonder why you, Ye Yang, are so kind and are waiting here."

"Ye, Daoist Ye, what does this mean?" Taoist Song Yan looked at the two of them nervously, and finally fixed his eyes on Ye Yang.

"What do you mean? He is threatening us." Lin Yue, who had been silent all the time, sneered, but he crossed his arms across his chest, but he still looked arrogant.

"Threat? We are a team, didn't we agree to enter the ruins together and search for spiritual medicine treasures together?" Taoist Song Yan's hand holding the whisk trembled slightly.

"Master Songyan, Brother Ye has made it so clear, so don't pretend to be ignorant." Madam Kui shook the small round fan in her hand, but she no longer had the charm and enchantment she had outside the ruins. She looked at the thunderclouds in the sky, sighed deeply, opened her mouth, and looked at Ye Yang.

Speech:

"Brother Ye, what do you want? Give us a straight answer."

"Haha..." Ye Yang smiled, "Madam Kui is still open-minded. You guys are not as clear as this slutty woman."

Upon hearing this, Madam Kui tightly grasped the small round fan in her hand, her face changed again and again, and finally she endured it.

But she could endure it, but her husband couldn't.

"Ye Yang, scolding my wife is looking for death!"

The old puppet roared, and before Madam Kui could stop him, he slapped the storage bag, and with several streams of light flashing, several wooden figures appeared around him.

These figures have different shapes, including beast and human shapes. They are all black and exude a metallic luster. They are quite rare puppets.

Wang Fu, who had already retreated to the edge of the team, saw these puppets and his eyes lit up. He remembered that he had encountered puppets before. That was when Yun Ningshuang took him and Zhou Peng to Luoyu Sect. The old man from Liehuo Sect also performed puppetry. However, the other party’s puppets were not as real as the puppets released by this old puppet. It was obvious that this old puppet performed the authentic puppetry.

"It really deserves to be called the old puppet." Wang Fu secretly complained. He stared at these puppets and wanted to see what was so special about them, so as not to be passive in the future.

Amid the roar of the old puppet, a total of six puppets directly attacked Ye Yang.

Three humanoid puppets holding spiritual weapons attacked Ye Yang at a very fast speed, a few points faster than the cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building, and the eyes of the three beast-shaped puppets released several red lasers, blocking the three vital points of Ye Yang.

All the attacks were completed in a flash. Mrs. Puppet wanted to stop her husband but it was too late. She could only follow her husband's intention and launch attacks at the same time. She muttered a few words that others could not understand. The next moment, the small round fan in her hand waved, and several red flame birds of several feet in length bombarded Ye Yang, and they actually released several spells directly in an instant.

"Both the old puppet couple are not simple, but it's a pity that Ye Yang holds two spiritual beads in his hand. It's like God's help here." Wang Fu shook his head secretly. He almost foresaw the end of the old puppet couple.

As expected, as Ye Yang sneered and spit out the word "seeking death", two thunders as thick as a person fell from the sky, instantly covering the old puppet couple.

In addition to thunder, there were also invisible wind blades. In less than half a breath, the two were directly transformed into two charred corpses covered with scars and missing limbs. They were deader than dead.

And the attacks they released were also uncontrolled, and Ye Yang dodged them easily, without even touching the corner of his clothes.

The others were all terrified when they saw the miserable state of the old puppet couple.

At this moment, they clearly realized that Ye Yang really controlled their life and death. As long as he took back the light of the spirit pearl covering them, they would be locked by the thunder and wind blades here, and their bodies would be gone.

"Ye, Brother Ye, you...what do you want? Just tell me, and I, Song Yan, will definitely take out all my family assets." Taoist Song Yan felt his legs and feet were a little weak. He had been cautious since the beginning of his cultivation. In addition, he was quick-witted and eloquent, and he had taken advantage of many people. But when he thought about this time taking advantage and getting a life-or-death experience, he felt very regretful.

"If you do it again, I will never take advantage of you again."

But on the road of cultivating immortals, there is no such thing as a second chance. If you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss.

"It seems that Taoist Song Yan is still very clear-sighted. In this case, Taoist Song Yan, please give me the storage bag, but don't hide any treasures secretly." Ye Yang laughed. This feeling of being able to control the life and death of others with just one thought really fascinated him, and it was worth it for him to be with this group of people for so long.

Taoist Song Yan was overjoyed when he heard this:

"No, no, Brother Ye, don't worry, I have completely eliminated the spiritual marks of these storage bags."

As he said this, he took out a few storage bags from his arms and handed them over respectfully.

Ye Yang asked him to stop, and took the storage bag held by Taoist Song Yan from a distance of about ten feet with the control of objects. After scanning it with his spiritual sense, he found nothing wrong, so he put it away with satisfaction.

"Yes, stand aside."

"Yes, yes, thank you, Brother Ye." Taoist Song Yan immediately nodded and stood aside, his appearance was not what a foundation-building cultivator should look like.

Others all showed contempt.

At this time, Ye Yang looked at Song Zhong again, and said to his brothers Ye Can and Hua Qing at the same time:

"Xiao Can, come here."

Song Zhong tightly grasped the long spear, a top-grade spiritual weapon, but he could only watch Ye Can and Hua Qing bypass the edge of his top-grade spiritual weapon and walk towards Ye Yang.

Can he stop them? Yes.

Does he dare to stop them?

...

Dare not!

Maybe he would have a bargaining chip in his hand if he stopped Ye Can, but he could not guarantee that he could capture Ye Can under Ye Yang's nose, and he was not sure how important Ye Can was in Ye Yang's heart.

On the contrary, Taoist Song Yan could live if he handed over the storage bag, which was the easiest way to survive in front of him.