Causes internal strife

From the moment the old man stepped into the hall, Moon's bright black eyes were fixed on him, and then he raised his body slightly, only to be comforted by a simple gentle touch twice.

"Your Excellency invited us here, why are we trapped here?"

The monk from Yunhai Sect was the first to ask. Among them, he was the only one who was injured and did not have any advantage.

"Ahem, I didn't invite you here. You are intruders. Every once in a while, strangers like you will enter our place. They say they entered here by mistake, but in fact they are coveting our things.

We didn’t have the ability to fight against the powerful intruders, so we sealed our homes, but there were still intruders.”

From what I heard, I could tell that this was the village chief who had spoken to the lady before.

Now he is standing in front of everyone, with a stooped body, sparse gray hair, a knot randomly tied on the top of his head, and a branch stuck in. His face is full of wrinkles, his skin is sagging, and his whole body is full of lifelessness. I don’t know how he persists.

Until these words are said.

It simply felt like the other person would die in the next breath, but the village chief just coughed violently for a while and then took the breath again.

"so what?"

Now that the male cultivator of Yunhaizong had raised his head, he continued to ask.

"Our village can give you what you need, but we can't give it in vain."

"condition?"

"Only one person can leave here, and the rest must stay in the village to ensure the reproduction of our village."

"Humph! Why?"

The male cultivator said disdainfully.

The village chief tremblingly stretched his hand like a dead branch into his arms, groped for a long time in the black lapel, and pulled out a black stone, then spread it out in the palm of his hand so that the people in the hall could see it clearly.

"Boundary Heart Stone!"

The female cultivator from the Yin-Yang Sect exclaimed, and in the next breath, the male cultivator beside her rushed towards the old man, aiming for the egg-sized stone in his hand.

Yue Yue heard that this was a good thing and wanted to take action, but was simply pressed down, and then shook her head at Wu Siyuan beside her.

But in the next breath, the male cultivator from the Yin and Yang Sect let out a muffled groan and was bounced to the ground, while the village chief was not injured at all.

"Brother Xiao!"

The female cultivator immediately stepped forward, helped her Taoist companion up, and then looked at the village chief with a cold face and murderous eyes.

The old man seemed to have expected it. He still stood calmly in the center of the hall, with his eyelids drooping, and said calmly:

"Don't do useless things. This is our clan land. Everything you have is restricted here. As the village chief, I am protected by my ancestors.

Only one person can leave this house tomorrow. You must discuss it among yourselves and give you one day. After the decision is made, the person you selected can leave the village with this boundary stone."

After saying that, he left the hall with some pride. With a "bang", the door was closed.

The hall fell into darkness again, but it had no impact on the people sitting there. The pair of Taoist couples from the Yin and Yang Gate had returned to their original positions. The female cultivator was checking the injury of her brother Xiao, and the others did not say anything.

One word.

While touching the moon, Jian Jian was thinking about what had just happened. The Boundary Heart Stone was the bait, and the Yin-Yang Sect male cultivator who was counterattacked after the attack was the chicken that the village chief killed to scare the monkeys. And the opponent's attack

Not from himself, but from the dark brown dead wood crutch in his hand.

And the village chief looked at them all with the eyes of looking at the goods. He seemed to be very satisfied with them. There was nothing he could do if he was not satisfied. The men were handsome and the women were pretty. There were no ugly people in the world of cultivation, and they

As a high-level monk, the body nourished by spiritual power is not bad in itself.

At this time, the moon sent a message to Jian Jian through the contract seal:

"Zhenzun, that old man's body is about to collapse. His soul is forced to stay in his current body, but his soul is already completely black. His sins have penetrated deep into his soul. This is not a good thing. You have to be careful."

After listening briefly, the hand touching the moon paused for a moment, and then asked:

"Moon, you mean he should have died a long time ago?"

"Yes, his life span has long been exhausted. I don't know what method he used to force himself to live."

After listening briefly, I somewhat understood the village chief's intention.

"In order to pursue the great road, people will sometimes resort to any means. Just like the evil cultivators, they just rely on absorbing the power of others to improve their own cultivation."

Explained simply and calmly.

"Yue Yue has made a note of it. I will definitely be very cautious when encountering such a person in the future."

In the end, the monk from Yunhai Sect couldn't hold it any longer and said to everyone after dawn:

"Everyone, we are all monks from Lingyun Continent. There is no need to take advantage of others. I think it is better for us to break out early. We don't know when the secret realm of Yunshang Palace will be closed. The longer it is delayed, the worse it will be for us."

"That dead old man said that only one of us can leave. Which one of us do you think has the strength?"

The Mad Lord of Life and Death said, but from the corner of his eyes he looked at the leader, Jian Jian, who obviously wanted to deal with the most difficult one first. They could still fight, otherwise none of them would have a chance.

Jian Jian naturally heard the implication and just gave the other party a cold look.

That look made the Mad Lord of Life and Death feel as if a basin of cold water had been poured down on his head, making him feel chilled to the core.

"Ahem" Then he coughed unnaturally and put away his little thoughts. The strong are the strong. Even if they can't use spiritual power, they can't stroke the tiger's beard.

"I'm going to see the village chief. You can find your own way to leave this Dharma house."

Said simply and calmly.

"Why?"

The female cultivator of the Yin and Yang Sect is a little unhappy. She feels that no one can use their spiritual power now, and no one is better than the other. Moreover, if the two of them join forces, they may not lose to the true master of the Tianjian Sect.

The rest will wait until they get out of here. Shouldn't they run away if they can't be beaten? As long as they can survive until they leave the secret realm, the sect's Mahayana True Master will naturally protect them.
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