The hands holding the storage bag couldn't help but start to tremble. The young man had never seen so many exquisite elixirs. "These will definitely sell for a good price."
"Then you must have a life flower too!"
Just when he was immersed in the longing for a better life, a ghostly voice sounded in his ears, and at the same time there was a stinging pain in his neck, which was the feeling of a cold sharp instrument piercing the skin.
The young man turned his head stiffly and found that the person next to him was a head taller than him, with a cold face and a smile on his lips that made people feel even more sinister.
After being caught as a thief, the young man was frightened and tried to force out a smile that was uglier than crying to beg for mercy, "This senior brother and little brother are just trying to make ends meet."
He took out five storage bags and handed them over, "This is all my property. I will give it all to you. Please show me your kindness, senior brother, and let me go this time?"
The cold young man sneered, his eyes never leaving his sleeves.
As if struck by lightning, the young man smiled flatteringly and took out two more storage bags from his sleeves and handed them over, "Brother, these are all my things. They are really gone."
The cold young man stared at him with his narrow eyes. The young man felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake. He wanted to run away, but he didn't have the courage, for fear that the other party would pierce his neck with an unreasonable sword.
The cold young man ignored the storage bag that the other party held cautiously. Even though it was filled to the brim, he didn't even look at it. He just looked at the young man's thin neck with a smile.
Wherever his eyes passed, it was like poisonous insects crawling, and it was cold and forbidding.
The young man has never encountered such danger in his life.
Since he was a child, he had been practicing with a little-known casual cultivator. The casual cultivator himself was humble, but he gave him a worn-out book on breathing and breathing, and taught him the skill of using empty hands.
Later, the casual cultivator was blind and touched a storage bag in the hands of a monk at the eighth level of Qi refining. He was found out and beaten to death. However, the young man's cultivation seemed to have no rules, but this skill with empty hands was better than his master.
Yu Lan.
Even the monks with powerful ninth-level spiritual consciousness of Qi Refining are unable to guard against it.
Today, he took advantage of a rare conference to show off his skills at Yulingzong. He gained a lot along the way. Unexpectedly, he capsized in the ditch and was followed all the way by this young man who was good at hiding his aura. In this narrow and uninhabited place,
It held seven inches in the passage.
"A guy like you would have wanted to stab him to death with a sword, but this is the Yuling Sect, and killing people will always cause some trouble. Now I can't... Why do I tell you this?
Money is something external to the body, and these things are all harm to you, so let me help you spend them for the time being."
The man with slender eyes and cold eyes was about to reach out and take over several storage bags. Suddenly, he noticed a fierce look in the eyes of the young man in front of him, and the left hand hidden by his side moved slightly.
Less than two feet away, five rays of cold light shot out, aiming directly at the cold young man's chest.
The young boy's fearful expression at first turned out to be an act. At this moment, he had a fierce look in his eyes and a fierce smile on his lips, but soon, the smile froze on his face.
Originally, at such a close distance, even a foundation-building monk would be hit, but the situation in front of him made the young man truly shiver from the bottom of his heart.
Five steel nails with green fluorescence, each less than an inch long, were like being shot into thick mud. They stopped five inches away from the cold young man's body, hanging in mid-air, unable to move forward.
The cold man smiled disdainfully and said, "I have lived for thirty-seven years, and I have always plotted against others, and no one has ever plotted against me. You are just a piss-poor, so go to sleep!"
The young man was cold to the bone, his scalp was numb, and he had a strange tone of voice. It was clear from his appearance that he was not a good person, as if his face was meant to be sinister and sinister.
"How are you doing?"
"Kill you, I don't even bother to do it, for fear of dirtying my hands. I'll knock you unconscious and throw you outside. Someone will know that you are a guy with lower skills than well water and more courage than the sky. When they find out that you stole
So many things...
Hey, think about it, on the grand day of the Royal Weapon Sect, a little thief took the opportunity to commit a crime and steal wantonly. You can decide for yourself what the consequences will be."
How could the young man not know that suddenly, he knelt down and hugged the man's thigh, "Brother, please do a good job, I have something..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked away by the man, "You're so long-winded, I'm going to lose my eyes just looking at you."
A fierce light flashed in his eyes, he suddenly paused, his ears twitched, and then he smiled at the young man and said, "You're lucky, kid."
He bent down and carried the young man by his back and threw him out of the narrow alley.
"Hey, here it is!"
Following the sound, two big feet stepped on the boy's back, and the boy was firmly fixed on the bluestone floor.
When he looked up, he saw a childish girl dressed in yellow cedar, a ferocious bear with a roar flowing from the corner of her mouth, and a cow with curious and lively eyes.
The young man remembered that the storage bag filled with the best elixirs seemed to have been taken off the young girl's waist.
Now the owner comes to the door, it’s over!
After searching out five or six storage bags in succession, Bushan and Ni Hou nodded with evil smiles on their lips, and then looked at Mo Xiaoran together.
Mo Xiaoran took his storage bag embroidered with gold patterns from it, looked calm, and turned to leave. The violent bear snorted and turned around too. That indifferent expression made the young man's heart feel stinging.
It seems that I am an insignificant insect on the roadside, humble and insignificant and not worthy of attention.
The pale yellow figure walked further and further away. The girl endured the pain caused by the legs and feet of the two middle-aged men and stood up, looking at the direction the girl was leaving for a long time.
"Junior sister, if you let him go like this, is it too easy for this kid?"
Bushan, who was short and fat, had short legs, and it looked like the little girl was about to be as tall as him.
Mo Xiaoran walked along the stone road with a calm voice. On both sides were the disciples of the sect who were far away from the violent bear.
"With so many people, we can't kill him!"
"It's good to kick your feet to vent your anger!"
"A waste of time."
...
The Yuling Sect is indeed a third-rate sect, with endless buildings, tall and majestic, dotted with palaces and pavilions forged by smelting fire, and tall and mighty stone statues in several places.
After walking across an iron bridge across the river, he came to a huge floating platform. After looking carefully, Mo Xiaoran discovered that there were dozens of iron chains around the platform, fixing the platform to several surrounding peaks.
For spectacular.
The disciples of the Yuling Sect led the guests who were watching the ceremony to the west peak. The guest rooms were lined up one after another, stretching over a large area between the mountains and extending into the mountain valley.
The guest rooms are actually small courtyards, and Mo Xiaoran carries his Wuji Sect identity tag with him, so he can stay in the small courtyard safely.
The dusk on the mountain was always beautiful and refreshing. The little girl sat at the stone table under the tree in the courtyard, reading "The Way of Heaven" given by the patriarch.
This book is all-encompassing, the content is complex, vast, and difficult to understand. Fortunately, Mo Xiaoran is extremely talented, so he can read it bit by bit. Now he can see the secrets of the sky and guide his own luck.
Part of the meal. Lunch is a vegetarian meal. The portion is barely enough to satisfy the stomach, but for the carnivorous red-blooded tyrant bear, it is not enough to fit between the teeth.
Bao Xiong was so hungry that he was dizzy. Stars appeared in front of his eyes. He licked his face and came closer to Mo Xiaoran, "Little master, I can't help it. I'm really hungry. I'll go for a walk and try my luck."
Mo Xiaoran gave it a look and said, "This is the Yuling Sect, not the Wuji Sect. No one will let you do whatever you want. The little psychic beast was not found, but instead it was made into bear paws."
"How about you go out with me for a walk?" Bao Xiong blinked his ferocious little eyes, and Niu Meng, who was bored beside him, immediately jumped up and said, "Let's do it together."
The dignified third-rate sect is mysterious and unpredictable. If you are lucky enough to see how they refine weapons, you will make a lot of money.
Mo Xiaoran was not a quiet person, so when Little Bear mentioned it, she became more interested, left Ni Houbushan behind, and went out.
This made the two senior brothers look full of resentment.
The avenues, cliffs, and pavilions were full of visiting disciples from other sects. Mo Xiaoran rarely went out and basically didn't recognize them.
But most people noticed this little girl who took her pet with her when she went out.
By the way, your pet is so ferocious and is at the tenth level of psychic realm. Who is taking whom when going out?
The red-blooded violent bear is determined to go to the place where there are few people in order to find prey to fill its belly.
The dusk bell resounded long and loud throughout the mountains, and the sky was getting dark before my eyes, and the violent bear was even more anxious.
Normally, the Yuling Sect would not prohibit its disciples from going out at night, but now there are many people inside and outside the sect. In order to prevent anyone from getting into trouble, they have made a rule that no one can go out privately after five hours during the viewing period.
Yulingzong's building area is vast, with one person, one bear and one ox, walking through forests and water, passing by attics and pavilions, and not a single deer, pig, tiger or leopard that is common in the mountain forest was seen.
Suddenly he heard someone shouting "catch the thief" in the distance. Mo Xiaoran turned around and walked away, trying to get as far away from that troublesome thing as possible.
Unexpectedly, the sound of catching a thief turned around in the distance and rushed this way.
In the blink of an eye, a young man emerged from the dense forest with blood on his body and several cuts on his shabby shirt.
Although he ran away in a hurry, his face was full of joy. As he ran away, he looked back and his steps were like flying.
Perhaps the pursuer had activated his energy, and a flying sword buzzed through the air, drawing a line of cold light in the air and passing by the young man's legs.
In the blink of an eye, the young man fell down and rolled on the ground seven or eight times under the force of forward momentum before he finally came to a stop.
There was a diagonal scar on the trouser leg, which was bleeding heavily and soaked a large area. It was too horrible to see.
Only then did six figures rush out of the forest, panting, and directly surrounded the young man.
There were many people, so Mo Xiaoran calmly moved aside to make room. If he was caught doing something like this, he would inevitably be beaten severely.
She didn't want others to think she was related to such a person.
The violent bear yawned with its huge paws. This kind of nonsense in the human world would only affect its old man's mood for eating, while Niu Meng watched curiously and watched with relish.
The young disciples first saw a huge demonic beast, tall and fat, and their hair stood on end in shock. However, they were relieved when they saw the calm little girl beside them.
There is no coexistence between humans and monsters, but there are also many people in the human race who keep animal pets, which are powerful and capable of fighting.
So Mo Xiaoran was recognized as a young lady from a certain family and brought her pet to Yulingzong to see the world.