"Looking at the looks of these monks, they seem to be accustomed to this?"
Su Twelve's pupils shrank, and while watching from a distance, he was also silently thinking and analyzing.
He has collected a lot of information in the six months since he came here, but this is the first time he has encountered this situation.
It is even more incomprehensible that thousands of monks would be blocked by just five people.
Doubts were doubts, and before he could fully understand the situation at hand, Su Twelve did not do anything more. He immediately calmly retreated to the back of the crowd quietly.
Then he looked around and quickly focused on an old man with gray hair not far away who looked to be sixty or seventy years old.
The old man was short and thin, and his face was wrinkled and wrinkled, like withered tree bark.
Wearing a slightly loose dark gray robe, and deliberately shrinking his body, he looks even shorter.
At first glance, it gives people the impression that he is on the verge of death, as if a gust of wind can blow him down.
But Su Twelve's eyes were venomous, and he could see at a glance that the old man's expression was different.
Unlike other monks who looked numb and seemed to have resigned themselves to their fate, a pair of cloudy eyes had a very tenacious light quietly flowing through them.
The naked light conceals it very well, but it cannot conceal the desire for life.
Su Twelve had no intention of prying into the other party's secrets, but such a monk was the best person to find out the information.
The other monks, who looked numb and obviously resigned to their fate, were already like puppets.
I couldn't get any useful information from these monks.
This... is also one of Su Twelve's gains from collecting and inquiring information over the past six months.
Taking a deep breath, Su Twelve immediately stepped forward quietly and walked up to the old man.
Before he could speak, he looked into the other person's eyes and saw deep vigilance in his eyes.
Smile calmly
, Su Twelve hurriedly said: "Senior, excuse me! I just came here not long ago, and I want to ask what is going on right now?"
Facing Su Twelve's inquiry, the old man had no intention of letting down his guard at all.
His scrutinizing gaze quickly swept over Su Twelve, and when he saw that Su Twelve was smiling and did not look malicious, he curled his lips and said, "What else can happen, just robbery!"
In his words, he could not hide his disgust for the five people in front of him.
"Robbery? Does Biyunxuan not care?" Su Twelve continued to ask with a smile and a slightly respectful expression.
"Biyunxuan? Huh, for them, the purpose of putting so many people here is to collect spiritual crystals. As for who will provide it, does it matter?"
"In this place, human life is as cheap as a piece of grass. Even if one or two die, it doesn't matter. If the body is damaged, the Nascent Soul can be traded in Baizhangfang Market. As long as it doesn't cause large-scale casualties, who will care so much."
The old man continued to speak, his words containing deep resentment.
Su Twelve hurriedly continued to ask: "But without the spiritual crystals, everyone will inevitably be harmed by the poisonous miasma and their bodies will disappear. Mass casualties will only be a matter of time. Doesn't Biyunxuan also have fewer people to collect spiritual crystals?"
"Don't worry, these guys are not fools. They will only collect half of everyone's harvest every time. In addition, there are many monks here, so they will not encounter them every time, so naturally they will not touch the bottom line of Biyunxuan."
The old man continued to speak, but the look in his eyes made him even more nervous.
Half the harvest?
What a big appetite!
But I don’t come here every time, no wonder I haven’t seen it before.
Su Twelve's pupils shrank, and then asked: "There are so many monks present, don't they
We only passed five people, and we just let them do this?"
The old man sneered and said: "What if there are many people? It's just a flock of sheep. How can we fight with wild beasts? Besides, you can only see five people, but it doesn't mean that there are only five of them in total."
"Appreciate further details!"
Su Twelve hurriedly cupped his hands and clasped his fists, but the old man just shook his head and had no intention of continuing to speak.
A pair of cloudy eyeballs rotated rapidly, then he shrank his neck and continued to retreat.
But he gave up going to the location of the light pillar and left in the distance.
Seeing the old man's reaction, Su Twelve's eyes turned thoughtfully.
‘Huh? Are you leaving? It seems...this old man has a lot of spiritual crystals in his possession.’
With his brows twitching, Su Twelve immediately had a guess in his mind.
However, the amount of spiritual crystals is the other party's business, and it is impossible for him to influence the other party's ideas.
It's just my mind that is swaying at this moment.
I have ten spirit crystal fragments in my hand. Although it is not too much, I still feel sad when I think about giving away half of the spirit crystal fragments that I finally found for no reason.
'With my current situation, under the influence of this poisonous miasma, it won't be a problem for me to persist for another year and a half.'
'Since these guys don't come every time, it might be a good idea to wait until next time to stagger them and exchange them for the spiritual liquid that can detoxify the poisonous miasma.'
Thoughts swirling in his mind, Su Twelve must have made a decision.
Looking at the front again, the monks with numb expressions moved again and followed the old man back.
But as soon as he took steps, he heard a strong wind blowing in his ears.
Immediately, three burly figures were seen walking through the crowd at extremely fast speeds.<
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'Hiss... at such a fast speed, the bodies of these people are actually so powerful?'
Su Twelve's pupils shrank, and the steps he had just raised quickly fell back to where they were, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
He could tell at a glance that the three people's rapid movements had nothing to do with their cultivation, but were entirely caused by physical force.
The three of them strode like stars, and their walking was filled with strong winds.
In the blink of an eye, he passed Su Twelve, passed the old man who was retreating quietly, and blocked the old man's way.
Looking at the three burly figures appearing in front of him, the old man's face tightened, "Three fellow Taoists, what... does this mean?"
The three of them did not speak, and stared at the old man eagerly without saying a word.
At this moment, another monk walked out of the crowd behind him.
The person who came was not tall and tall, and his physical strength was far inferior to the three people who blocked the old man's way. But he walked with a swagger, but he was very arrogant.
It just looks like a sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, and big yellow teeth, but it looks very vulgar.
"What do you mean? Old man Ren, we have been watching you for a long time. I have long heard that you have a unique secret technique and are very good at finding spiritual crystals."
"But in the past hundred years, you have been hiding from us and haven't handed over half of the spiritual crystal. Why...how long do you want to hide from us?"
After hearing this, the old man's body trembled slightly, and then his face burst into laughter.
"Fellow Taoist, you are joking. How can this little old man have any secret skills? It's just that in the past hundred years, he has really gained nothing, barely enough to survive."
Brother Huangya rolled his eyes, "Barely making a living? I think you have lived a very comfortable life in the past hundred years. Just the middle-grade spiritual crystals handed over to Biyunxuan, there are fifty or sixty in total."
Bar?"
"Based on this calculation, I'm afraid you can regain your freedom in less than a hundred years at most!"