Humanity’s Great Sage

Lu Ye couldn't figure out why Jujia and Huber saw each other right. They were in the valley before, and it was obviously the first time they met, but this person and beast were very close.

Lu Ye didn't like that moustache Faxiu very much, but Jujia's simple and honest personality was hard to be bored.

He threw a few elixir into his mouth, slumped down, and fed a few more to Amber.

The exercises were switched, and there was a humming in the abdomen.

"This Xianyuan City is really dangerous." The mustache Faxiu walked to the door and looked out through the crack of the door. "It's Xianyuanwei again, and it's fog again. I don't know how many people will die this time."

He turned around, looked at Lu Ye, and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, have you encountered an enemy?"

Lu Ye looked quite embarrassed at the moment, mainly because he was exhausted from fighting with those people in Fenghuayuan before, and he also had some minor injuries on his body.

"It's still a bit close to being here alone at the eighth level. Do you want to consider acting with me, fellow daoist? I promise you won't suffer."

"No need."

Mustache chuckled: "Fellow Daoist, don't hesitate to refuse, it's not too late to think about it."

Although he said this with a smile, there was some threatening meaning inside and outside the words, and he was blocking the door at the moment, seemingly to investigate the situation outside, but only he himself knew what his intentions were.

This mustache is really not a good thing.

In the valley, Lu Ye refused his solicitation, just because he didn't know each other well, and then he went to solicit others, but until the infinite mirage opened, he didn't win anyone over.

It can be seen from this that this guy's reputation is not very good, maybe he has some bad deeds before, that's why no one cooperates with him.

In addition, when Lu Ye rushed in just now, he hastily fought against the giant armor, but when the giant armor saw Amber, he stopped immediately, but the mustache even blasted a big fireball at him.

He later said it was a misunderstanding, but was it really a misunderstanding? A monk's eyesight is very strong, especially since he is still a ninth-level practitioner. Even if he didn't see his appearance clearly at the first time, he could tell it later, but he still blasted a big fireball.

This undoubtedly illustrates some problems.

Is this guy trying to kill people and seize treasures? Lu Ye secretly speculated.

"Hahaha, wait for fellow daoist to think about it before telling me."

Just when Lu Ye was thinking that, Faxiu with the mustache suddenly smiled a lot more friendly, walked away from the door, and called out to Ju Jia again: "Don't play with other people's pets, Ju Jia, you're back!"

"Oh." Ju Jia muffled in response, lifted his thick fingers from Hu Po's head, and walked into an inner room following the moustache Fa Xiu.

Sitting cross-legged, Moustache's expression was uncertain, a little uncertain about who Lu Ye was.

He was almost ready to do it just now, this is not the first time he has killed someone from the same camp, for a helpless casual cultivator like him, the Haotian League and the Wanmo Ridge are all fake, only his own Stuff is real.

Climbing all the way from the bottom, he has already seen through the true face of this practice world, that is, the weak eat the strong.

The reason why he didn't do anything was because Ju Jia's attitude towards them was intriguing, and the second reason was that he suddenly saw a lot of storage bags hanging around Lu Ye's waist.

Under normal circumstances, a monk would only bring one storage bag, or two or three. All kinds of things are stored in different categories, so that they are easy to find and use.

There are probably more than a dozen storage bags on the boy's waist! This is very abnormal, not to mention that there are still fresh blood stains on the many storage bags.

This is the root cause of Mustache's change of mind. As a casual cultivator who has been struggling all the way, he knows a truth, that is, one should never judge others' strength by their cultivation base.

Some people in this world do not have a high level of cultivation, but their strength is extremely strong. There are still some spiritual weapons in this world that can cover up fluctuations in spiritual power and hide their cultivation level.

He wasn't sure about Lu Ye's details, so he didn't dare to do it rashly. He had always tried his best to avoid things like capsized boats in the gutter.

But no matter what, that eighth-level boy is not a guy to be messed with. He doesn't believe that he just got lucky and picked up so many storage bags. There is no such coincidence in this world.

The dozen or so storage bags really made him a little greedy. After thinking about it, he raised his hand and tapped on his battlefield mark, and sent a message to the giant armor.

Jujia didn't know anything, just buried his head in eating.

Mustache poked the giant armor, and then pointed to the back of his hand. Only then did the giant armor react, lowered his head to check, and then shook his head.

What does the mustache stare and shake his head mean?

He just asked Ju Jia why he likes other people's pets so much, and he shook his head? There's no saving this stupid big guy.

"If you like it, how about we snatch it?" Mustache sent another message.

"Not good." Jujia didn't send a message, but responded, shaking his head.

Mustache's liver hurts, if the giant armor is not so easy to use, he would have kicked it away.

After being stared fiercely by the mustache for a while, Ju Jia knew that he might have done something wrong again, scratched his head, lowered his head and continued to eat, his expression soon became carefree.

Across a wall, Lu Ye broke the lock of the storage bag while recovering himself. It was uncomfortable to hang more than a dozen storage bags on his waist.

As for the malice that Mustache might have shown just now, he didn't pay much attention to it. If the other party really dared to attack him, it would be their own death. spanstyle\u003e valley/spanstyle\u003e

It took less than an hour to crack more than a dozen storage bags, and one was destroyed, mainly because Lu Ye didn't want to waste too much time, so he was a little anxious when cracking.

After transferring the useful things inside, the empty storage bag was lost, and nothing interesting was found.

Generally speaking, you can’t find very good treasures in the storage bags of monks. Most monks have roots, and the real good things will be left by them in the sect’s resident or in a safe place. For recovery and combat purposes.

That is to say, Lu Ye currently has no fixed place to live, is loved by his elders, and has a lot of treasures on his body.

Hu Po took a few pills and recovered a bit, but she still looked sluggish. Lu Ye took out the scales and let her take a sip.

Then summon Yiyi to ask about the situation of those ghosts.

I learned that most of the ghosts died in the previous World War I, but now there are only fourteen left.

It seems that he will have to add the ghosts later. The ghosts played too much role in the ambush in Fenghuayuan before. At that time, if there were no ghosts, Lu Ye could only run away.

No matter how strong he is, it is impossible for him to be the opponent of so many monks.

But it's different if there are spirits to help out. Fenghuayuan suffered heavy losses this time, but they will definitely not be reconciled, and they may come to find themselves.

It is not difficult to replenish the spirits, there are not many other things here, Xianyuanwei is everywhere, just wait for the fog outside to disperse before acting.

Replenish the ghosts, and then take the initiative to attack, taking advantage of the fact that Fenghuayuan has not fully assembled, find Chuqing, and kill him!

The goal is clear at once! Lu Ye's slightly depressed mood improved a lot.

At the same time, in another building, seven or eight monks from Fenghuayuan gathered here, and all of them were injured.

Chu Qing's eyes were filled with hatred, Ruoyan sobbed softly.

Qiaoyun is dead!

They died not long after they withdrew!

The situation was completely different from what they had expected. They thought that those immortal guards would take Qiao Yun down and put them in the dungeon. Even Lu Yiye couldn't escape, but Qiao Yun died!

Qiaoyun is the strongest body cultivator in Fenghuayuan. The strongest does not refer to her cultivation, but to her physique at the same level. Because of her own physique, Qiaoyun's physique is comparable to those who have already transferred to the heaven-level exercises. If it weren't for her image, which is too unsightly, she would be the resident guardian envoy.

It can be said that Qiaoyun is a rare talent in Fenghuayuan, because Fenghuayuan itself lacks physical training, and every physical training is extremely precious.

With Qiaoyun around, the residence of Fenghuayuan is solid, every time there is a conflict with Haotianmeng, Qiaoyun will take the lead and withstand a lot of pressure.

It can be said that losing Qiaoyun is definitely an unbearable pain for Fenghuayuan.

"Why are you crying?" Chu Qing sternly shouted.

Ruoyan's sobbing stopped abruptly.

"As a monk, life and death are very common. You and I may also have this day. If you have the strength to cry, you might as well think about how to live well."

Ruoyan suppressed the grief in her heart and sucked her nose.

Chu Qing patted her on the shoulder: "Then Lu Yiye must be doomed to die. Our mission this time is at least complete, and it is not in vain. When the fog clears, we will restrain Qiaoyun's body and cut off Lu Yiye." Take the head back to worship the spirits of the brothers and sisters in heaven."

"En." Ruoyan nodded heavily.

Chuqing turned around, tears falling silently.

In another building, Ji Yan from Shenyin Palace stretched out his hands to rest his forehead, suffering from a severe headache.

Without him, Gu Shenyang was captured by Xian Yuanwei! Imprisoned in the dungeon at the moment.

It was also Gu Canyang's bad luck. He just fell into the Xianyuan City, and before he recovered, he was surrounded by a team of Xianyuan guards. Although he fought hard, he was no match for four hands with two fists, so he was captured on the spot.

According to the younger brother who saw that scene from a distance, Senior Brother Gu's expression was extremely desperate at that time...

It's fine if other people are caught, the key point is that Gu Canyang is the guard of Shenyin Palace, and he is not a physical practitioner, so there is a high probability that he will not end well in the dungeon.

Today's Shenyin Palace can be said to be without a leader, even if Ji Yan has stood up in time to support the scene, his prestige is obviously not as good as Gu Canyang.

Now he can only gather as many people as possible, and wait until the fog clears to see if he can go to the dungeon to rescue Gu Canyang.

But he also knew that this chance was not great, because the other side of the dungeon was heavily guarded by Xianyuanwei. It was not that others had tried to rob the prison before, but no one had ever been able to break into the dungeon.

Shenyin Palace has to face not only these, but also the hostility from Zhaori Mountain and Fenghuayuan. If they are told to know the plan here, they will definitely hinder it.

Shenyin Palace is not an opponent at all with one against two.

Ji Yan is having a headache right now, Senior Brother Gu, Senior Brother Gu, why are you so unlucky?