Not long after.

An old man came later.

He glanced at Zhang San sitting on the ground and asked:

"Where are the others?"

Zhang San said: "Everything has been in."

The old man asked: "Why don't you go in?"

Zhang San smiled bitterly and said, "It's just that I'm in a heart but not in power."

As the yellow bird, the old man knew that this was the unlucky person in this massive treasure hunt. He glanced at Zhang San with pity.

"What a pity."

As he said that, he stopped talking nonsense and rushed into the cave.

A few more people came later, including men and women, most of whom were strong in their aura.

They didn't look at Zhang San, they all went straight into the cave, and they looked like they couldn't catch up with the meal after a while.

Zhang San smiled.

Until a white-faced scholar appears.

He stood beside Zhang Sanyi, smiling at the corner of his mouth, holding a folding fan in his hand, and wearing a hairband behind his hair. He was dressed in white and better than snow. He was such a graceful gentleman.

Zhang San asked: "Why don't this young master go in? Don't you want a baby?"

The white-faced scholar laughed and said, "Who doesn't want it? It's just that they are blinded by the baby, they are just making wedding dresses for others.

With me guarding here, who can leave with your baby?

They fought to death in it, and they were just searching for treasure for me."

Zhang Sandao: "Young Master is very confident in his strength?"

The white-faced scholar said: "Luo is not talented and thinks he still has some strength.

Moreover, since ancient times, those who have had virtue have lived there, and many people come here. Naturally, some people have virtue and some people have no virtue.

If Luo can get treasures, it will also save those who have no virtue from a disaster, and it will be of immeasurable merit."

Zhang San exclaimed lightly and asked again: "Who is a person without virtue in the eyes of the young master?"

The white-faced scholar smiled confidently and said, "Those who are inferior to me are those who have no virtue."

Zhang San suddenly fell into silence.

This was the first time he saw someone who explained the four words "bullying the weak and fearing the strong" so fresh and refined.

"Well said!"

A loud praise came, followed by a loud applause.

Zhang San and the white-faced scholar turned their heads and saw that at some point, there were people in uniforms around the cave.

They surrounded the entire entrance of the cave without leaving any escape space.

The leader was a young man wearing half a pair of silver faces, and there was a middle-aged man next to him who held his forehead with one hand and looked like his head hurt.

The man who clapped his hands just now was the silver-faced man.

This silver-faced man is naturally Jiang Shang.

He said to the white-faced scholar: "This brother is such a talented man. I wish I could meet my brother earlier.

I like and hate you, the group of scholars who can call black black the most in my life, the most.”

The white-faced scholar's face changed and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Shang pulled the banner directly and pointed at Lin Tianxiang aside and said:

"This is Lin Tianxiang, the devil-suppressing school lieutenant of Fufeng Mansion Demon Suppressing Department. This time, Lord Lin is chasing the demons, and as a local county lieutenant, I should have the responsibility to cooperate.

Now I suspect that the demons are hidden among you, the people in the world. If you know the appearance, you will surrender.

After the suspicion is lifted, I will let you go."

As for how to resolve the suspicion, he naturally has the final say.

"Demon Suppression?"

The white-faced scholar repeated the whisper, then bowed and said:

"I don't know if the Demon Suppressing Office is here to handle the case. If you have any trouble, please forgive me. I will leave now, leave now."

As he said that, he wanted to run away.

Regardless of whether the cave treasure or the secret realm is true or false, since the Demon Suppression Department has appeared, he, a lone man, seems a little overestimated when he is standing here.

So the best choice now is to avoid its edge first.

Of course, he didn't really want to run away, but continued to hide.

Although the Demon Suppressing Department is domineering, the fellow gangs in the cave are not vegetarians.

If there is really a treasure, they will definitely not mind clashing with the Demon Suppression Division.

The less than twenty demon guards in front of the Demon Suppressing Office, plus the miscellaneous soldiers of the county government, could not stop the greed of those knights in the world.

As long as the situation is chaotic, it will be time for him to take advantage of the situation.

The white-faced scholar thought very well, but how could Jiang Shang do what he wanted?

Jiang Shang took a step forward, put his hand on his waist knife, and shouted loudly:

"I still want to run away when I see this official. I think you are a demon accomplice, otherwise why would you be so guilty?"

As he said that, Jiang Shang disappeared with a sudden look.

The white-faced scholar wanted to explain, but he felt a strong wind ringing in his ears.

His face turned dark and he seemed to be angry.

"Luo has always been polite, but it is not a reason to be bullied."

"You want to give me advice, Luo will just accept it!"

He unfolded the folding fan with a rush, and silver light shot out.

Then he lit up under his feet and the man raised high.

As if there was some support under his feet, he actually stepped in a few steps in the air, and the man could cross in the air without any external force.

Although he was speaking hard, he was very honest.

Why do you have to fight if you can run?

But as soon as he took off, he felt his hair standing up on his back, and a numb feeling hit his heart, and it seemed that there was a constant alarm bell ringing in his mind.

It made him feel panicked and his eyes were blank, and he was almost breathless.

Soon he understood what was going on.

I saw a fist constantly magnifying in front of him and then enlarging it. Before the fist movement arrived, he felt a sense of chaos that his whole body was shattered and destroyed.

He bit his tongue and spit out his mouth, as if the tongue was shining with spring thunder.

"I am good at raising my noble aura!"

A lightning flashed in his eyes, and then he suppressed his horror, so that he would not be crushed by this punch.

As a scholar who has achieved success in martial arts, it is normal to be able to understand Haoran's will after refining Qi and turning into a god.

Of course, the book is there, and the words cannot speak.

Everyone has different understandings, so it is natural that the gods they cultivate are different.

But Haoran's divine will inspired by the white-faced scholar can only help him get rid of the divine will attack from this punch.

The punch that really comes with the power of heaven and earth still depends on him to resist it.

When his teeth tightened, his true energy surged. He naturally understood that this punch was unavoidable. If he could not block it, he deserved to be beaten to death.

"Kong said to be successful!"

"Meng said to be righteous!"

"I have achieved righteousness!"

The white-faced scholar took out a soft sword from his waist. As he spitted it out one by one, Haoran's sword intent was stimulated. The sword's body shone brightly, and the sword body was straightened. With his kindness and righteousness, he stabbed it out with a sword.

Dong!

It was like a dusk drum and morning bell, after a muffled sound.

Although the sword body was bent, the fist movement was melting inch by inch. It seemed that the fist intention that was about to suppress the heaven and earth and crush the void slowly disappeared.

Before the white-faced scholar could be happy that he could block the punch, he felt a figure bullying himself. Taking advantage of his lack of strength, he started a rhythmic blow to his face.
To be continued...