Villain: I am not good at fighting.

The ten greatest geniuses of the sect refer to the younger generation who have fought their way out of the battlefield. Fang Jianyi from Luoxia Mountain is one of them. He uses swordsmanship to kill enemies of higher levels and can even defeat enemies in the late stage of foundation building.

Xie Xiaoyu acts like a troublemaker every day because he is worried about his fame and being bewitched by a little fan girl. Isn't it all unreasonable? Others who are as famous as Fang Jianyi include Qin Huang from the Exiled Immortal Mountain and Nalan Ze from the Yunlan Mountain.

These two had a record of defeating the strong with the weak, but the remaining seven were slightly worse, with only a record of killing those of the same level, which was not in the eyes of the great demon Liu.

"If Senior Brother Long wants to fight, just come over, I will take over."

Faced with Long Ye's invitation to fight, Bian He did not refuse at all, with fighting spirit in his eyes.

If fellow disciples who are familiar with Bian He were here, they would definitely be surprised. Why is Senior Brother Bian's style of doing things so different from usual?

However, Bian He himself did not realize that he used to be a person who did not like fighting and was mediocre, otherwise he would not have been unknown in the sect.

"A vulgar man who only knows how to fight and kill all day long. It's boring."

Liu Muqing, the instigator, has no self-awareness at all and is still complaining in her heart. The heartless curse will invisibly affect the people around her.

Those without malicious intent will develop abnormal personalities, and those with malicious intent will deepen their malicious intent. Bian He is not Lin Luo, who can consciously discover his state of mind problems.

Liu Muqing has not yet figured out the rules of how the Heartless Curse affects others. Perhaps it is because Senior Brother Bian He has become interested in the face under her cute cat head.

Unintentional gaze and observation, he was invisibly affected by the cruel curse. Since he had no ill intentions, he just behaved abnormally.

Yijian Lingxiaojue has not been able to open the door yet, and the Jueqing Curse is beyond her control. Similar situations are likely to happen as long as she is there.

The magic flying boat flew steadily for about five days, and everyone finally arrived at the border of the Cambrian Kingdom. After flying north for another two days, they would reach the Ice Road.

It is an important resource route and is guarded by a Jindan master all year round. Except for Liu Muqing who has a special purpose, no one else needs to go there. They can just complete the handover with the previous batch of patrolling disciples in Cambrian Country.

However, if the Foundation Establishment disciples on patrol encounter a danger that they cannot resolve, they can ask for help from the Hanbing Dao.

"There is so much war going on, there aren't many people alive on the border."

The flying boat was speeding through the clouds, and everyone looked down at the mortal town below, which was sparsely populated by only a hundred or so households.

"Brother Long, when mortals fight each other and cause massive casualties, are we really not going to intervene?"

Xiaoxiao, the King of the Butterfly Mountain, the woman wearing the ghost mask, seemed to be going out for training for the first time. When she saw the desolate scene of the mortal town, she asked with a feeling of pity.

"Junior Sister Wang, mortals have their own destiny. People like us who practice cultivation should avoid being entangled in karma and should not get too involved in mortal affairs."

Long Ye warned with a serious look, and at the same time warned others, that the patrolling disciples’ mission was only to deal with the demon clan and the evil cultivators who slaughtered mortals as sacrifices.

No matter how much mortals fight with each other, it is none of their business.

"Let's go and meet them in Ningbing City first."

Half an hour later, further north, a city carved out of ice and snow and dotted with white snow appeared under our feet. The Cambrian Kingdom is located in the Far North.

The air here is cool, it is winter all year round, and the ice and snow never melt. It is understandable that human beings are smart and use ice and snow to carve and build a city.

After scanning with his spiritual sense, Liu Muqing also discovered some very interesting places, such as the fact that Ningbing City was not affected by extreme weather.

The resources are very abundant, especially the fish in the water, which seem to have no natural enemies and are so abundant that they can be used as a staple food. Moreover, the skin of the mortals here is whiter than her Xuanyin body.

There was no sign of immortal cultivators in the city, so it seemed that they had arrived first. The magic flying boat descended from the clouds, and Liu Muqing and others subconsciously put up a spiritual power shield and walked towards the city.

During the process, they each performed simple illusions that they could learn during the Qi Refining Stage, transformed themselves into locals, sneaked into the city openly, and walked into an exquisite ice sculpture restaurant.

"Dear guests, would you like to stay overnight or stay in the hotel?"

In the eyes of the waiter, a few rich young men and women suddenly came to the door, and they were obviously the kind of people who had plenty of money.

"Waiter, serve the best wine and food to the most expensive room."

"Okay, sir, please go upstairs!"

The waiter's fair face was beaming with joy, and he was as enthusiastic as he could be.

"Brother Long, didn't you just say that people like us who practice cultivation shouldn't get too involved in the affairs of ordinary people..."

Wang Xiaoxiao, who was wearing a ghost mask, spoke in a gloomy tone.

"These are two different things. Practicing is boring. Occasionally, I can enjoy the fireworks of the mortal world to cultivate my sentiments. Besides, it's not like I won't pay you."

As he spoke, Long Ye took out an ingot of official silver from his pocket and threw it to the waiter.

The waiter suddenly couldn't hear clearly what was being said. He only knew that in a daze, the customer chose to pay the bill first.

"Eh~ Senior Brother Long, you really have the yellow and white stuff?"

Liu Muqing stared in surprise at the silver that Long Ye threw to the waiter. She didn't expect that this guy would really give money. At first she thought he wanted to get it for free.

"I just got lucky on the way into the city. It's all the people's hard work anyway, so we should take it from the people and use it for the people."

Everyone was silent, because no one noticed when he was so successful, in the middle stage of foundation building, so terrifying~

Going up to the top floor attic, they came to a spacious balcony. Liu Muqing leaned on the railing and looked out at the lake that was not frozen and was flowing quietly.

There was a large ship in the middle of the lake, with a row of soldiers wearing brocade hats and sable furs standing on the deck, and in the middle was a bed of fiery red flowers.

In the center of the flower garden was an altar, on which sat two pairs of boys and girls. Several women in strange clothes were dancing around them, chanting something.

The distance was too far, Liu Muqing just listened to the wind singing, and only caught a few key words: Lord Shenlong, saving the suffering and protecting all directions.

The onlookers on both sides of the strait, including the parents of two pairs of boys and girls, were pious and chanted similar slogans.

Liu Muqing was good at observing people's words and expressions, and she quickly figured out that this was a human sacrifice, a living sacrifice similar to the Dragon King praying for rain.

"Foolish mortal."

Leng Mo withdrew his gaze and glanced inside the house. The waiter had already brought the food. Long Ye, Qi Xiaoshan and Zhou Rui wolfed down the food without caring about their image.

They clinked glasses and drank from time to time, and ignored the three people wearing masks. After all, it was quite embarrassing to take off the masks just to have a meal.

Everyone understood what was going on. Bian He sat cross-legged on the other side to regulate his breathing, while Wang Xiaoxiao stared blankly at the living sacrifice in the lake. After a long time, her body trembled. She pointed at the departing ship and questioned Long Ye.

"Brother Long... you don't care about that? The so-called Divine Dragon Venerable in the mouths of the people might be a monster or an evil cultivator?"

They are all at the foundation-building stage, and their spiritual sense is only stronger than Liu Muqing's. Naturally, what happened on the big ship in the lake could not escape the sweep of their spiritual sense.

"Venerable Shenlong, this is most likely a fabrication, Junior Sister Wang, please don't take it seriously."

Long Ye enjoyed the delicious food and said with a sigh.

"What if!"

"Just kill him."

Long Ye frowned slightly, noticing that something was wrong with Wang Xiaoxiao's mood.