Daoist friend, you are a treasure, let me refine it for you

The name of the Li family cultivator made most of the cultivators who were planning to watch the fun look away in embarrassment.

Zheng Xuanfeng stood in place, and the cultivators around him left an area.

"Did you see it?"

"He's scared! The family cultivators are scared, hahahahaha, they will be scared too."

Zheng Xuanfeng lowered his head, shrugged and laughed wildly, and the surrounding cultivators scattered further away from this madman.

He was not crazy, but he saw how ridiculous the family cultivator was running away, and how much he looked like them, the casual cultivators.

It turned out that those family cultivators were no different from them, the casual cultivators.

When he raised his head again, the surrounding cultivators had all dispersed, and several cultivators wearing Taoist robes decorated with auspicious clouds walked over slowly.

The Xiangyun Sect cultivator!

The Xiangyun Sect cultivator who took away his Taoist partner, cut off one of his arms, and humiliated him in every way.

"You said you found the trace of the evil cultivator, right? What does that evil cultivator look like? Where is he now?"

"I panicked at the time and thought it was an evil cultivator who wanted to harm me. In fact, it was a cultivator from the Li family."

Zheng Xuanfeng suppressed his anger and answered with a bowed face.

"Li family cultivator? Quick, draw his appearance for me. He treated you like that, so he is highly suspected of being an evil cultivator. We can't just give up."

The Xiangyun Sect cultivator spoke anxiously, urging Zheng Xuanfeng to draw his appearance quickly.

He could only do as he was told and drew a rough picture of the Li family cultivator.

"Not bad. The Li family cultivator is much richer than those casual cultivators."

"Brother, let's hurry up. There are not many opportunities like this."

The few people laughed and left.

The cultivators hiding nearby understood one thing in their hearts. The Li family cultivator was afraid that he was going to be unlucky.

The cultivators of various sects came to Linzhao to search for the evil cultivators under the order of the sect. At first, they searched carefully, but later it gradually evolved into a way to make money.

The Zhao family was razed to the ground by the Qixia Taoist's magic, which was like a mountain pressing down on the other four sects.

They dared not do anything about the presumptuous behavior of the cultivators of the various sects.

Even now, the sect cultivators no longer care about the trifles of the independent cultivators, and these family cultivators are better targets.

Zheng Xuanfeng stood on the road, straightened his back, and shouted: "Now in Linzhao, no one wants to be labeled as an evil cultivator. The Li family cultivator bullied us, and it was his own fault. Today, I, Zheng Xuanfeng, only want to protect myself and have no intention of framing him."

The voice spread all around, and cultivators came out of the shops one after another, some watching the show, and some were tempted.

"If you want to protect yourself, come with me, I will teach you the method of self-protection."

Zheng Xuanfeng walked forward, and the cultivators behind him looked around.

Those words lingered in their hearts, and the cultivators who had already encountered the sect cultivators followed him.

They just wanted to see what Zheng Xuanfeng could do to protect himself.

Most of the independent cultivators who had not been oppressed by the sect monks also hesitated to step forward when they saw someone following them.

If one person follows, a hundred will follow. Later, even cultivators who did not know the truth followed the crowd.

All cultivators value themselves, so it is difficult for such blind following to happen.

If it happens, it can only mean that at this moment, the cultivators are already afraid of enemies in their hearts, and only hiding in the crowd can make them feel at ease.

When they walked out of the market, hundreds of independent cultivators followed Zheng Xuanfeng.

With so many people following, what a grand scene. Zheng Xuanfeng understood that he only had one chance and must establish the Xingmang Club at this moment.

He said the concept he got from the old cultivator.

In fact, it is not a concept. Everyone knows that there is strength in numbers.

However, cultivators, especially independent cultivators, are generally unwilling to unite due to the lack of cultivation resources.

Unless they can no longer protect their own cultivation resources.

The slogan of "Gathering Starlight and Suppressing the Bright Moon" was shouted, and many cultivators couldn't help but feel a surge of blood. If they united, would they really be that powerful?

The cultivator of the Li family was found by the cultivators of the Xiangyun Sect, and the spiritual stones and elixirs on his body were knocked clean, and then they left with satisfaction.

"These family cultivators still have a lot of good things. We should hurry up and come a few more times. It is estimated that in a short time, these families will be dissatisfied and give suggestions to the sect."

"Brother, what you said makes sense. Although these families are not as good as our sect, they also have several cultivators at the ninth level of Qi Refining. We can't do too much."

They got a lot of benefits from the cultivators of the Li family. This time, not only did they contribute to the sect, but they could also make some money everywhere. It was really comfortable.

Several people laughed and came to the market again.

This time, it was really depressed, with only a few people left.

"Strange, I remember there were many independent cultivators before we left."

"Hey, why are there only so many people in the market? Where are the others?"

"Senior...Senior, they, they set up some Xingmang Club, and they all left. My shop is in the market, and I can't leave, so I can only stay."

"What is the Xingmang Club?"

"Yes..."

Several Xiangyun Sect cultivators frowned when they heard this. It sounded like the Xingmang Club was here to resist the sect cultivators like them.

What a courage. We need to teach them a lesson!

Several people left immediately. The Xingmang Club had gathered so many people. Just relying on them alone was not enough. They had to find more people.

At this moment, between the mountains, Zheng Xuanfeng led hundreds of independent cultivators and was heading towards the next market.

At this moment, their emotions were abnormally high, because just now, a group of sect monks insisted that they were evil cultivators, and wanted them to give up resistance and search them.

In a group of hundreds of cultivators, Zheng Xuanfeng took the lead in refusing such a thing.

He did not represent the inner thoughts of all cultivators, but when all cultivators were silent, his attitude could replace the general attitude.

In this regard, Zheng Xuanfeng's understanding was unexpectedly good. It was so easy to master a group that was afraid of the strong.

Being swept up, the casual cultivators confronted the sect monks. In the end, the sect monks left with only a few harsh words.

They won the victory.

They also got a greater crisis.

The sect monks who left would bring more sect monks, just like a hornet's nest.

How can they protect themselves?

More people, they need more people.

As long as there are enough of them, they will not be afraid of any threats.

This is an extremely fragile group. Once hit, it will collapse.

Zheng Xuanfeng was very clear about this. What he had to do was to make this scattered group continue to expand, and the speed of expansion should be faster than the speed of the threat.

Those who were swept forward were not only those independent cultivators, but also him.

However, he enjoyed it. Seeing that the cultivators of the sect did not dare to deal with them, he became enlightened.