Five monks in black uniforms stood neatly on the steps, each holding a bloody ghost-headed sword in their hands, and a javelin-shaped treasure on their backs.
The deepest impression given by the five people standing together is the astonishing evil spirit, which seems to be ready to take shape at any time, like a tiger in the process of being conceived, ready to bite people at any time.
"In the early stage of foundation building, the monks paid three second-order low-grade spiritual grasses and two second-order medium-grade spiritual plants; in the middle stage of foundation building, the monks paid three second-order medium-grade spiritual plants and one second-order high-grade spiritual grass; in the late stage of foundation building, the monks paid
Three second-grade high-grade spiritual grasses, one third-grade low-grade spiritual grass, or treasures with the same total value." It was written clearly on a piece of white cloth fluttering in the wind not far away.
This is truly a profitable business. You don't have to pay any price and rely on powerful force to shock you. Basically, you can confiscate the harvest in the hands of some monks.
Among them, most monks can collect the spiritual herbs of the same grade as long as the opportunity is not particularly bad. For spiritual herbs of a higher level, you need to rely on illusory luck to get more spiritual herbs.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, these famous sects are still more skilled. More than half of the nominal free search ended up in their hands." Zhao Shoushou sighed, admiring this behavior in his heart.
Although this situation was a bit unexpected, it did not exceed his psychological expectations. It was still one day before the passage was opened, and he did not believe that all the monks were willing to hand over the treasures gained through the adventure in vain.
Especially for some monks in the late stage of foundation building, the mountain secret realm here is only of medium level, and only in some extremely special places can one or two third-level low-grade spiritual grass appear.
Each one is guarded by ferocious monsters, and the price to get it is quite heavy. Besides, each third-level spiritual grass is a real treasure, so how can it be turned over as protection fee?
Therefore, Zhao Shoushou is now waiting for the arrival of some unruly monks. Only when the battle breaks out and he is alone will he have a chance to fish in troubled waters.
Of course, if it were possible to take this opportunity to confirm the true identities of these blockers, Zhao Shoushou would not refuse it. Once he encountered a suitable opportunity in the future, he would definitely repay the favor.
Especially for some casual cultivators, it is quite normal to take revenge today by killing some cultivators with lower cultivation levels in the future.
Some casual cultivators have even suffered unforgettable injuries. After being insulted, they have been targeting them all year round, killing one person today and two people tomorrow. Once a strong person takes action, they will immediately run away. The damage to the sect is continuous.
This is also the reason why with the improvement of cultivation, various sects are not willing to easily provoke some casual cultivators. They are alone and have no fear, just like a pair of dog-skin plaster that is difficult to shake off.
The five or more monks acting as roadblocks here are dressed like this to prevent their identities from being leaked.
This kind of hiding is just drinking poison to quench thirst. Once a real war breaks out, the inherited skills of each sect will be the biggest feature. This is the main reason why Zhao Shoushou has been hiding in the dark and motionless.
These monks didn't seem to pay attention to the many Foundation-Building monks hiding around them. As long as they didn't step into their cordon, they wouldn't make any move.
Their bright eyes were all watching the surroundings, waiting for the next monk to appear, either to pay the appropriate amount of treasures, or to fight.
"All the sects still follow the same old routine. You have to be a bitch but also have to build a memorial arch. This old skinny guy has experienced this countless times. He is going to die." Suddenly there was a sound like two iron blocks rubbing against each other.
came, and at the same time, a dark cloud passed through the sky.
Before the voice fell, a dark arm engraved with various patterns fiercely grabbed the black-clothed monk on the stage. Judging from the aura it exuded, it was obviously an unknown monk in the late stage of foundation building.
"What fun is there in bullying the young? How about we fight against each other?" A gentle voice, accompanied by a handsome monk dressed like a scholar, threw out a ruler and gently swung his aggressive arm away.
It's like he's weighing a thousand pounds with four ounces.
And judging from his ability to deal with this monk who has never revealed his true identity, there is no problem at all. This may be the reason why they blocked the road here.
It seems that there are only five simple monks. Once their abilities are exceeded, who knows how many monks who don't know the details will secretly emerge in the future?
As the two late-stage foundation-building monks fought, it was like the opening of a big drama. At least twenty monks in different costumes flew out from different locations around. The cultivation levels of these monks were also different.
, ranging from the early stage of foundation building to the late stage of foundation building.
Among these large numbers of monks, the purposes are naturally different. Some simply want to leave, while others want to take advantage of the opportunity to gain some benefits.
The monks from the sect who had been prepared on the opposite side quickly flew out with more monks. This situation gave people an endless and powerful pressure. It was unclear how much strength they had left, which was enough for them to fight for.
more time.
For example, Zhao Shoushou now believes that there must be some monks like him who have never appeared, seeming to be waiting for the last opportunity.
Fierce battles around the top of the mountain were almost everywhere at the same time. This was also the climax of a new round of mutual hunting among monks after the secret realm was opened.
"It's a wonderful show. Mr. Zhao doesn't have so many messy thoughts. He just needs to fight for the opportunity to leave after the passage is opened. It's not bad to be a theatergoer today." When the war broke out, he not only did not show up
, instead quietly slipped back and chose a more private location to hide.
In fact, in this battle, not only the sects, but also the families were brutally killing the casual cultivators. The major sects were also fighting fiercely with each other.
At an unknown place on the top of the mountain's secret realm, two middle-level sects are also confronting each other. The atmosphere between the two sides has become increasingly fierce, and a war is about to break out.
"Zhou Hedao, do you really want to meet my Sixth Designated Weapons?" A strong man shouted angrily at a monk in front who was also trying to hide his identity.
The special thing about this monk is that there is a protruding finger next to the little finger of his left hand. All eight people in the group have similar features between their left or right hands. This may also be the origin of the name Six Fingers.
Because of the special nature of the inherited skills, this limb that should have been a burden has become a trump card in their hands.
From the elders of the sect to the junior cultivators who are just starting out in the Sixth Appointment Sect, this is their greatest characteristic, and it is also the prerequisite and requirement for joining the Sixth Appointment Sect, even more so than the qualifications.