The solution is already in mind, but now is not the time.

Zhang Ping did not immediately act and put the ideas in his heart into action, but carefully looked at the group of leaders who did not support it just now, and it was not like a cold bystander.

The cultivation of that group of people is very high, so it is particularly obvious in this sect. Moreover, the matter of capturing the Earth Cultivators before was also discussed by several of them.

Therefore, Zhang Ping could see at a glance which people in this sect had the right to make decisions. Those who have decision-making power are the key to Zhang Ping's current overcome.

Zhang Ping found that most of the people in these sects who were relatively high in cultivation were not young. It seems that in order to match his cultivation and status, he is already a little older.

The first thing Zhang Ping observed was the leader who was the first to enter the earth through the rift of the magic weapon.

I saw that the person was like Du Fu drawn by Jiang Zhao and the old gentleman in the high school textbook, with a thin body, wise eyes, and a sense of fairy wind and bones.

Even with an executioner's machete in his hand, Zhang Ping was also surprised when he saw the machete: Do you like to hold such a big machete in the Xiuzhen Realm when you fight now? Didn't I say that you can't change to a weapon that suits your temperament when you're old?

However, the machete leader didn't know these thoughts in Zhang Ping's heart, and he still carried his machete to the refreshing wind concave shape in the mountains.

The machete gave Zhang Ping huge psychological pressure, and he quickly took his eyes off the machete and changed it to a relatively small and fresh observation object.

This time, the object of observation is relatively normal, with a white reflective gown, and a fan slowly up and down, looking like an elegant scholar.

But he still didn't escape Zhang Ping's inner complaint: Yo, wearing such white to fight, I'm not afraid of splashing your blood? The cool mountain wind in this valley is going to chill me to death, are you so angry, and you fan?

Of course, all people would not have thought that Zhang Ping was such a Zhang Ping. Everyone only saw Zhang Ping, who was pinched and lifted into the air, and still had no expression fluctuations.

In this way, Zhang Ping complained in his heart that the small class complained about all the leaders of this sect. finally vented his dissatisfaction with being choked by the throat of fate, and then set his eyes on the leader in gray clothes.

Just now, when the sect cultivator said that he was going to kill Zhang Ping, Zhang Ping observed everyone's reactions. Only this gray-clad person, with an expression that was clearly different from the others, frowned.

Zhang Ping noticed this person's expression, and he could see that this person's cultivation and status were relatively high among their sects. And after this person started to insult the earth from a bitter woman, his eyes were full of disdain and disgust. But Zhang Ping's intuition told Zhang Ping that this person was disgusted by the words and deeds of the group of people in their sect.

Actually, Zhang Ping guessed correctly, that person was indeed disgusted with the words and deeds of the group of vitriol women.

He was one of the oldest people in their sect, and he remembered that when their sect was at its strongest, the disciples' character and trust were also very good, not like these disciples in front of him, who spoke worse than a dog barking, and one by one had no ability, so he knew that he was afraid of bullying the weak and afraid of the hard.

With such a group of disciples, it is not surprising that the sect is in decline. He wanted to stop the group, but he felt that getting too close would dirty him, so he went with them.

Zhang Ping was still unremittingly observing this gray-clothed man at this time, but this person only had obvious mood swings when someone in the sect wanted to kill Zhang Ping.

Now that there is no external stimulation, it has changed back to a fairy wind and bones, and does not care about the world. As if the person frowning just now was not him.

Zhang Ping watched it for a long time, but he didn't see anything anymore, so he was ready to change someone to continue to observe. Who knows, at this time, the man in gray turned his head to the people around him and didn't know what to say.

It was too far away for Zhang Ping to hear what the gray-clad man was saying. But after the gray-clad man finished speaking, everyone around him fell silent.

The gray-clothed man spoke very imposingly, and just turned his head and said a faint word, and the snarky women immediately closed their stinky mouths.

The moment the bitter woman closed her mouth, Zhang Ping really wanted to break free of the hand that grabbed his throat, and rushed to the gray clothes and shouted thank you.

Thank you for saving me from the crow of that snarky woman, thank you for your great kindness, the grace of dripping water, when the spring reciprocates.

However, the play still has to be played, and he will not easily break free of the hand that chokes his fate.

At this moment, Zhang Ping suddenly found that the group of people from the sect of the Cultivation Realm were still talking, but he could only see their mouths moving, but he couldn't hear the sound.

Zhang Ping reacted immediately, and this group of people used sound insulation.

This trick is often used by people in the cultivation realm, and when Zhang Ping was an immortal king in his previous life, he also liked to use this secret technique very much.

First, this secret technique is simple and can be used by monks who are just starting out.

Second, the secret art is unbreakable, which means that you have no way of hearing what the people who are soundproofing you are saying.

This group of eight lambs, death is not a happy death, and they don't know what to discuss behind their backs. Not yet, with sound insulation.

I saw that at first, only the gray clothes were talking, but then gradually the cultivators in their sect began to interject.

Later, a group of people began to quarrel. It seems that the opinion of gray clothes is different from others, and it has been strongly opposed by others.

And the man in gray is not tyrannical either, and allows others to oppose it. A picture of me having decided, despite your opposition, I change my mind and count me as losing.

Zhang Ping was isolated, and he couldn't read the lip language, so he could probably see that they were arguing, and he couldn't guess anything else.

So Zhang Ping was bored to look east and west. When he looked to the bottom of the valley, he found something interesting.

At the bottom of the valley are all earth cultivators, although they are still complaining about Zhang Ping in their hearts, they still remember that Zhang Ping is an earth cultivator.

When Zhang Ping looked at them, they began to gesture desperately to Zhang Ping.

It's just that it's obvious that the limbs of these earth cultivators may not be very coordinated, and after comparing for a long time, Zhang Ping didn't see anything.

However, Zhang Ping still saw the frightened expressions of those Earth cultivators at the bottom of the valley. Add to that the incomprehensible body language they used just now.

Zhang Ping pondered for a while, and then guessed a rough idea.

The group of people at the bottom of the valley was telling him that the people of the sects in the cultivation realm were discussing his life and death.