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The crowd hurriedly took a few steps back, and then gathered around again.

From this we can see how attractive the Thunder Strike Grass is to them.

Therefore, Ding Zhe also boldly approached the small garden.

When he came close, a strange fragrance wafted over him, immediately refreshing him.

"No wonder these people don't want to leave for a while, so there is still such a blessing." Ding Zhe secretly said.

Finally, someone started to do it.

A young monk reached out to pick a small white flower closest to him.

But when his hand was about to touch the little white flower, the little white flower disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already opposite the monk, on the other side of the small garden.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it really is a treasure!" Ding Zhe said in surprise: "So the plants in this small garden have become fine!"

The young little monk didn't give up, but quickly walked around to the opposite side and continued to pick the little white flower.

But where would the little white flower let him touch it, it disappeared again.

Seeing this, the monks at the side shot quickly, and slowed down when they got close to Xiao Baihua.

However, the little white flower seems to have eyes, dodging everywhere in the small garden that is only one foot square.

Finally, someone got anxious, stepped into the small garden, and at the same time urged his cultivation base, and his shots were like lightning.

Seeing this, the others followed suit.

All of a sudden, the small garden, which was originally not very big, suddenly became chaotic.

Not only the little white flower, but all the plants in the small garden moved accordingly.

"Hehehe, Ding Zhe is so funny when he sees it, it's like a little friend seeing his favorite toy."

Of course, Ding Zhe is not stupid, and those plants are not toys, they are real treasures.

Ding Zhe could feel a stream of pure heaven and earth energy from it.

This energy is different from aura, or in other words, it is a collection of a lot of aura.

If you can get it, it will definitely be of great help to your cultivation.

Sheng Hua suddenly took two steps forward, but was grabbed by Ding Zhe.

"Brother Ding, I... I am this us?" Sheng Hua asked innocently.

"Huh? Don't you know what you're doing?" Ding Zhe frowned: "You're walking inside, don't you know?"

Shenghua shook her head in horror.

Ding Zhe was surprised.

"It's bad, these people are probably under the illusion, right? It turns out that their actions are not under their control at all!"

He suddenly thought of a possibility, that is, the Lightning Strike Grass has already cultivated a positive fruit, and there are many monks whose cultivation base exceeds that of this place.

Therefore, Thunderstrike Grass can control their minds and let them act according to their own wishes.

Sure enough, the monks in the small garden began to push each other.

It started off fine, just an accidental collision.

But as time went by, they started fighting.

All kinds of spells are flying all over the sky.

Ding Zhe hurriedly pulled Sheng Hua back, fearing that he would be affected.

"Brother Ding, they are us? Why are they so anxious to kill each other?" Sheng Hua was puzzled.

"The little garden is weird, it seems to be a blindfold." Ding Zhe analyzed: "According to my observation, this place should be a killing array. The lives of these people, I'm afraid..."

He didn't continue talking, but Shenghua had already understood the meaning of his words, and couldn't help worrying.

"Don't worry, just look at it first."

Ding Zhe thought, as long as the small garden is a phantom formation, when the energy driving the phantom formation disappears, these people will naturally wake up.

But he waited for a long time, but there was no change.

Not only that, the power of those people fighting each other has become stronger and stronger, and some people have even sacrificed their weapons.

"It happened!"

When he realized something was wrong, a monk had already flown out of the small garden, and then fell to the ground without moving.

It was an eye-opener for Ding Zhe that twenty or so monks could get along with each other in such a small space.

In the blink of an eye, half of the twenty monks were eliminated.

The rest of the monks became more and more fierce.

All kinds of spells are flying all over the sky, even if they can't hit the person on the opposite side, they can still hit other people.

In this situation, the number of people quickly plummeted.

In the end, there were only three monks left in the entire small garden.

However, all the flowers and plants in the small garden disappeared at once, leaving only an uneven piece of land.

"It's all your fault! The treasure is gone now!"

"It was you who moved first, why blame me?"

"Why are you arguing? Fight again if you don't accept it!"

Immediately, the three of them started fighting again.

Until now, Ding Zhe knew that they had come to their senses.

But the greedy desire made them unable to stop.

"It turns out that all of this is fake, Brother Ding, should I remind them?" Sheng Hua suggested.

"Remind? How to remind? Are you not afraid that they will kill you too?"

Shenghua was silent for a moment.

After watching the three of them fall down at the same time, Ding Zhe stepped forward and searched everyone here.

It has to be said that these monks carry a lot of good things with them.

In addition to a large number of countless gold coins, there are also many natural treasures.

"Don't come here once in vain, and don't let your brothers die in vain. You can take these storage rings, and you will have an explanation when you go back."

Sheng Hua looked at the ring in her hand and was stunned for a moment.

"Let's go, it seems that the Thunderbolt Grass is somewhere else."

Through a period of fog, Ding Zhe saw the figure of the monk again.

But this time there was no small garden on the ground.

"Brother Ding, what is that?" Sheng Hua asked while pointing forward.

Ding Zhe looked around and saw a group of monks standing in a daze around a small tree half a foot high.

"Is that lightning strike grass?"

His heart trembled, his pupils constricted.

It's so easy to see the Thunderbolt Grass, I can't even imagine it.

However, when he thought of the small garden just now, he instantly felt relieved.

"What is it possible for us? If it is so easy to find, it cannot be called a treasure of heaven and earth, and there will not be so many people and so many forces. After so many years of searching, there is no result."

He turned around and asked, "Has anyone seen the appearance of lightning striking the grass?"

"what?"

"I'm asking, who knows what the lightning strike grass looks like?"

Shenghua shook her head.

"For so many years, only one elder from the great sect has seen it, but he later went crazy."

"Damn it!" Ding Zhe frowned and said, "We were all fooled. There is no such thing as lightning strike grass in this world. In other words, this is a trap set by someone for all the monks in Jinxian Mansion."

"This...is this possible for us? Obviously..." Sheng Hua also had an unbelievable expression on her face.

"Nothing is impossible, I have encountered this kind of thing before."

While the two were talking, the monks surrounding a small tree started to shake hands with each other.

Same as the result of the small garden before, all these monks died in less than a moment.

Ding Zhe continued to search.

"It's worth it, even if you don't see the Thunderbolt Grass, it's worth it." Ding Zhe stuffed two more storage rings into Shenghua's hands.

"Lightning strike grass!"

"It's Lightning Strike Grass!"

"So it looks like this!"

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