Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

  Chapter 162 Flowing Cloud Sword Ye Han

   Heard the words.

  Cheng Buzheng glanced at the disciple of the Spiritual Beast Sect, and then the mana surged, and a wave of mana circled around his fingertips.

   "You are all elite disciples of the major immortal sects. I believe that with the experience of all of you here, you should be able to prove that I am not a disciple of the demon sect!"

  At the same time, he secretly muttered in his heart:

   "If there are not five monks present, I will let you know how to respect a monk."

  Cheng Buzheng was very disdainful of the haughty tone of the monks of the Spirit Beast Sect. He was constantly thinking about it, but there was no sign of strangeness on his face.

   See here.

  The sword repairman glanced at everyone, then turned around and walked into the formation.

  Cheng Buzheng also discovered an interesting phenomenon.

  The five people glanced at the sword repairer from the corner of their eyes, and they didn't look back until the sword repairer left.

  These five monks are from Lumen Valley and Spirit Beast Sect respectively.

  The Spirit Beast Sect is headed by the thin-faced young monk, who seems to be the core disciple of the sect, and the two young monks behind him are likely to be elite disciples.

  The other two were wearing blue robes, which should be monks from Lumen Valley.

   Immediately.

  Wan Wenlei glanced at the sword repairer from the corner of his eye, then at Cheng Buzheng, and said;

   "Should Fellow Daoist join us in beheading the disciples of the Demon Sect, or leave directly after collecting the medicine!"

   "However, we all distribute the spoils based on our contribution."

   At the end of his speech, Wan Wenlei's tone couldn't help becoming a little contemptuous.

   Heard the words.

  Cheng Buzheng didn't, and underestimated this monk of the Spiritual Beast Sect.

  He knew that this was very likely, it was the opponent's aggressive tactics, and he just wanted to know what cards he had. None of the monks who could get here was a simple one.

   What's more, the other party is still an elite disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect, and he must not be an idiot. After all, an idiot will not live to this day, let alone a core disciple.

  However, Cheng Buzheng saw the weird scene just now, and guessed in his heart:

   "It seems that everyone is quite afraid of that sword repairer. I don't know what happened before?"

   "So much so that the five monks care so much about the attitude of that swordsman."

   Without waiting for Cheng Buzheng to reply, one of the two monks in Lumen Valley, a round-faced monk, looked at Cheng Buzheng with a smile and said:

   "It's not as good as fellow daoist, stay!"

   "Senior Brother An, you are right, one more person, one more strength."

   It was another Lumen Valley cultivator who spoke. This person's face was full of approval and echoed.

   Heard the words.

  Cheng Buzheng knew that the two monks in Lumen Valley were not so simple in their minds. The other party wanted to draw him into the gang to strengthen their strength.

   After all, there are only two monks in Lumen Valley, and with him alone, there are three people, enough to compete with the monks of the Spiritual Beast Sect.

   "It seems that the two monks of Lumen Valley are under a lot of pressure now!"

  Cheng Buzheng muttered to himself.

However, the three monks of the Spiritual Beast Sect did not pull themselves into the group. On the one hand, the core disciple had enough confidence in his own strength; strength.

   This was revealed when Wan Wenlei began to speak, and what he said later had another meaning. If he wanted to join the hunting operation, he had to show off his means.

   It can be seen that the core disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect is good enough, and he can be called a man with deep scheming.

   But Cheng Buzheng is not an easy character.

  In the blink of an eye, Cheng Buzheng deduced the general thoughts of the two teams through a short conversation and expressions.

   See here.

   Cheng Buzheng looked indifferent, and smiled slightly;

   "Then, respect is worse than obedience!"

   "Thank you, fellow daoists."

as expected.

   "You can join if you want to, but you have to show off your skills, how about it?"

  Wan Wenlei suddenly spoke up and stopped him.

   "Fellow Daoist Wan, this is too much!"

  Cultivator of Lumen Valley, An said with an unswerving expression;

   "Your monks from the Spirit Beast Sect came here and joined directly."

  Cheng Buzheng had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and it happened to be a deterrent, to dispel some thoughts they shouldn't have, and to prepare for the next one.

  Even An Yi who spoke for him, he didn't really believe it. He was just a temporary weight pulled by the other party.

  At the same time, Cheng Buzheng didn't believe that just a mere meeting could make the other party love him. This is the world of cultivating immortals, not a romance drama. The theme of the world of cultivating immortals is the weak and the strong.

   Once, when encountering a treasure or a crisis, he must be a victim of being thrown out.

   "This statement makes sense!"

  Cheng Buzheng clamped the pale golden talisman in his sleeve, shook it at Wan Wenlei and said:

   "Is my strength enough now?"

   "Amulet treasure!"

  Wan Wenlei narrowed his eyeballs, and immediately, his expression changed, and a warm smile appeared on his face, and he said with a smile:

   "Fellow Daoist, since you have such a precious treasure, of course you have the strength to join."

   "That's right, with fellow daoists joining us, it will be easier to kill those tricky characters."

   An Yi on the side calmed down the shock in his heart, and hurriedly spoke.

  For a while, the atmosphere became very harmonious, and the chatterbox was slowly opened up.

   Immediately. Cheng Buzheng said with a smile;

   "The sword cultivator of the ancient sword gate looks very strong!"

   "That's right, Ye Han's strength is definitely ranked among the top ten monks in the qi training period of all sects."

  An said with a serious expression:

   "At least, I haven't seen a monk who is stronger than him. Even the most powerful brother in my school is still slightly inferior to him."

"Oh?"

  Cheng Buzheng asked curiously:

   "Where did this matter start?"

   "I have to start from the beginning." An Yi said slowly.

"Appreciate further details!"

   "First, I came to this elixir garden, and then the monk from the Spiritual Beast Sect."

   As he spoke, An pointed to a young monk standing on the right side of Wan Wenlei, and said:

   "Not long after, a monk from the Corpse Refining Sect appeared."

  A monk of the Spirit Beast Sect with a dark yellow complexion said quickly:

   "That's right, I joined forces with this brother from Lumen Valley to fight against that demon disciple."

   "Unfortunately, two other monks from Corpse Refining Sect came to this elixir garden soon."

   "Fortunately, senior brother Wan came in time, so he barely resisted it."

   At the end, he couldn't help showing a look of lingering fear on his face.

"good."

  An Yi solemnly nodded and said:

   "The Corpse Refining Sect seems to use this elixir garden as a hunting ground, and gathered here, and then five more disciples from the Corpse Refining Sect came."

   "The few of us can't get out of the battle at all."

   "Also at this time, my two juniors also arrived."

"good!"

  Wan Wenlei nodded, smiled and said:

   "Subsequently, Junior Brother Li and Junior Brother Ping also arrived."

  At this time, Wan Wenlei is like the little brother next door, sunny and kind.

   "It can be seen that this person's scheming, and it can also be confirmed that the previous words and expressions are definitely his disguise."

  Cheng Buzheng muttered secretly in his heart, and at the same time he was on guard against this scheming person.

   "It is precisely because of the arrival of a few more Taoist friends that we can persist for a while and survive."

   An Yi said in a low tone;

"However, more and more disciples appeared in the Corpse Refining Sect. In addition to the iron-armored corpses of the Corpse Refining Sect, the seven of us couldn't resist. Soon Junior Brother Liu and Junior Brother Lu from the Spirit Beast Sect couldn't resist and died in battle. .”

   "At this critical moment, Ye Han, the Liuyun sword of the ancient sword sect, came to the elixir garden. It's a pity that the two of them didn't last until this time."

"Hey······"

  An Yi's younger brother said excitedly:

   "Ye Han's strength is really terrifying."

   "There is no armored corpse that can resist Ye Han's sword."

   "One sword with cold light and nineteen states, Liuyun Sword really lives up to its reputation."

  His eyes were full of admiration.

   "Of course, Fellow Daoist's strength is no worse than Ye Han's."

  Wan Wenlei patted without showing any signs, Cheng Buzheng's flattery.

   About this.

  Cheng Buzheng shook his head with a smile, he knew the ultimate strength of the puppet, unless there were a few more top-quality magic weapons, it might be able to compare with Ye Han, of course, this was the case without using talisman treasures.

  Hearing this, Cheng Buzheng probably understood the whole story.

  He also understood why An Yi wanted to lure him into the group. Although he didn't elaborate on the part when he first entered the elixir garden, he understood that there must have been a fight in the middle, but it was broken because of the arrival of the Corpse Refining Gate.

   As a result, the two were forced to unite. It was also the monks who did not let go of the Mind Beast Sect.

  The monks of the Spiritual Beast Sect didn't mention the beginning.

   Probably, I don't want him to make a choice now, after all, their attitude just now was not very friendly.

   At this time, Ming Cheng Buzheng made a choice, and the result might be unfavorable to them.

   As for not helping each other, unless you quit this elixir garden, it is not so easy to be a fisherman.

  The five monks were afraid of Ye Han, probably because they were afraid of his terrifying strength. Although Ye Han saved them, it also meant that they could kill them at any time.

   This is the instinctive fear of the weak for the strong.

  (end of this chapter)