Hearing what the middle-aged monk was saying that spoke to their hearts, they couldn't help but stop and look at the middle-aged man.

"Of course, I am one of the first monks to come to this place. There is nothing going on here that I don't know about." The middle-aged monk said with a confident smile.

"You have just arrived. If you don't know the rules of this place, you may be in bad luck. Give me one hundred thousand spiritual stones and I will tell you everything about this place. How about it? It's not expensive."

"One hundred thousand, that's a bit too much, and it's the land of the Star Lord. What kind of danger can there be? I'm afraid the Taoist fellow is just exaggerating the danger." A mature and prudent monk was somewhat reluctant and snorted coldly.

"Let's go in and take a look first. If it's really that dangerous, we'll come back to you."

With that said, the monk led the others to leave.

"Is this a lot of spiritual stones? What I know is definitely worth more than this. How about you ask the brothers around me?"

Seeing that these people were dissatisfied, the middle-aged monk's face suddenly darkened.

He glanced over, and not far away, four monks walked over in a swaggering manner.

"You, what do you want to do? We are disciples of the Di Cui Sect."

Seeing these people surrounding them with ferocious looks, several gray-clothed monks were instantly nervous.

"Humph, I don't care who you guys are. Just now, my brother, I tried my best to talk to you so much, but you ended up treating me like a donkey with good intentions." A bald monk sneered.

"In short, you can either spend 100,000 spirit stones to buy the news about this place, or you can give 50,000 spirit stones to my brother as a reward. You can choose one yourself."

"Yang Gong, call this person and ask him." Upon hearing this, Qin Cheng suddenly said.

"You, you guys!"

These gray-clothed monks were extremely angry and were debating whether to pay or not. Suddenly, the middle-aged monk suddenly flew out.

"Fellow Taoist, I heard that you know this place well. Please tell me, what is this place and what is its specific situation?"

Pulling the middle-aged monk over, Yang Gong grabbed him in the air. Although he was polite, his expression was fierce.

"You ride on the horse... Well, seniors, this is Wangxing Peak, where we monks are waiting for the inheritance land to be opened."

I was blackmailing those monks with my friends when suddenly I was pulled over by a monk out of nowhere. This middle-aged monk was a little angry at first, but with his personality, he was ready to slander others.

But as soon as he sensed the fierce and vigorous cultivation of Yang Gong and others, this guy was immediately frightened, his legs became weak, and he almost bit his tongue, so he quickly changed his words.

"Waiting to enter the inheritance place? This is the gathering place." Yang Gong nodded.

"That's right. Anyone who comes to this place of inheritance will wait at Stargazing Peak." The middle-aged monk nodded.

"Since this is the gathering place, why are you staying here instead of going to the peak?"

"Senior, I don't know. Although there are several buildings on the peak, they are all occupied by a few powerful men. On the way up the mountain, there are even more people holding hands. We are of low cultivation and were driven out before, so now we can only stay at the foot of the mountain.

Wait." The monk said helplessly while swallowing his saliva.

"Who are the major forces?"

"This junior does not have a high vision. He only knows the Jiao Clan and the Bear Clan, and it seems that there are also Mingzhou monks? I'm not sure." The middle-aged monk said with a bitter face.

"Seniors, I don't know where I offended you. I've told you everything you want to know. Just let me go."
Chapter completed!