Lu Yiyang said: "We don't count Tao Tao here, there are six, there are only three of them, even if they stop people, the chance of winning is not great." ”

"What are you afraid of?" Ying Xiaochuan hooked the corners of his mouth and walked straight forward.

As soon as the group reached the intersection, the three people sitting in front of the tea stall stood up at the same time and got up to block the way.

Among the three, there are two middle-aged and one young man.

The middle-aged man is about forty-five years old, and the young man is about thirty years old, dressed in white and black trousers, and has a wooden hairpin inserted in his bun.

Ying Xiaochuan spoke: "I'm sorry, we don't buy tea." ”

"We don't sell tea. The young man said.

Ying Xiaochuan heard this, didn't say a word, and continued to walk forward, the young man raised his hand to block the way, Ying Xiaochuan raised his eyebrows: "Why are you blocking me from going way?"

"With a pure soul, and a sparrow demon who has not yet taken on human form. The young man saw through Tao Tao and the whiteboard at a glance, looked around several people, and made a judgment: "A few of you are not very old, but you are also responsible for cultivation, and it seems that you have a good chance." ”

Ying Xiaochuan's eyebrows jumped, and he said in his heart: It seems that this person has a bit of a background.

But there was no leakage on his face, and he was open and honest: "The three of you are also cultivators, since you are fellow practitioners, you should know the purpose of our visit, please let me go, thank you." ”

"You're here to find the spiritual source. ”

Ying Xiaochuan said: "Yes, the revival of the spiritual source is known to everyone in the cultivation world. ”

The young man smiled and shook his head: "With the cultivation of a few of you, you can't get the spiritual source." ”

"Why? Isn't the Spirit Source revived?"

The young man said with a meaning: "No, I mean, among those people who passed just now, many of them have higher cultivation levels than you, and with them, you have no chance to obtain the spiritual source at all. ”

Ying Xiaochuan said quietly: "Once the spiritual source is recovered, everyone can get it, and no one can monopolize the spiritual source. ”

The young man was disdainful: "Do you really think that the spiritual source is going to be revived?"

"Isn't it?"

"It seems that a few of you have very closed news, we have long learned that the spiritual source has not recovered at all, the so-called spiritual source surge, in fact, there is a certain ghost god who accidentally lost a treasure carrying a huge spiritual source when passing through the world, how many spiritual sources there are, no one can estimate, but one thing I can be sure of. ”

He paused and continued, "No matter who gets this treasure, it will not be generous enough to share it, and everyone will share it. ”

"That's just your thoughts. ”

"Not really. The young man shook his head: "We sat here for an hour, and we met a total of seventy-eight cultivators and fifty-two monsters, and we invited every cultivator and monster we met, but none of them were willing to cooperate with us. ”

"Cooperation? What do you mean by cooperation? ”

"We join forces, there are seven of you, and we are three people, and whoever of us gets the spiritual source will share it with it. ”

Ying Xiaochuan said: "Even if what you said is true, why should I believe your sincerity?"

"This is a gentleman's covenant. ”

Ying Xiaochuan looked at him and said indifferently: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested, please get out of the way." ”

The young man froze, pulled a far-fetched smile on his face for a while, and without saying a word, he got out of the way.

Ying Xiaochuan walked forward without saying a word, and the others quickly followed.

After a long walk.

Li Miancai said: "Big brother, can you guess who it is?"

"No one knows, but the cooperation must not be sincere. ”

"Why?"

Ying Xiaochuan groaned: "The way he speaks, there is no sense of trust, to put it bluntly, it is intuition." ”

"Do you believe in his so-called gentleman's covenant?" Lu Yiyang said.

Li Mian shrugged: "Of course I don't believe it, it came out for no reason, it's weird, who would believe it." ”

Lu Yiyang nodded: "These people are indeed very strange. ”

Ying Xiaochuan said: "That's it, we have our purpose, and they also have their purpose, in short, as long as there is no conflict, let them go." ”

"Understood. ”

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose on the flat ground, and the weeds on the ground rolled and rolled on them, one after another, and attacked them.

"Lao Ying. Lu Yiyang's voice suddenly tensed.

Ying Xiaochuan suddenly raised his head, and a layer of black waves appeared in front of him at some point, approaching all the way and surrounding them.

When I looked closely, it was a dozen black-clothed and masked men, holding large knives, facing them, attacking without saying a word.

Because they were defenseless, the seven were scattered.

Around everyone, there were at least two to three people in black. These men in black want to break them one by one, and the knives are deadly.

The big knife was cut head-on, and Ying Xiaochuan caught it with one hand, and clamped the knife surface with two fingers, as if clamping in the iron wall of the copper wall.

The man in black was stunned, and saw the cold light seeping through Ying Xiaochuan's eyes, and with a little force on his two fingers, he easily crushed the knife face.

The blade is cut in two.

The man in black was vigilant, and stepped back, making a birdsong from his mouth.

It's a signal.

The rest of the men in black all stopped attacking and retreated. Then it turned into a black mist and disappeared in front of him.

The surging killing intent then dissipated without a trace.

The whiteboard flew down from the sky, passed by everyone, and asked "Are you all right?"

"It's fine. Tao Tao came out from behind Li Mian and said weakly.

Li Mian looked back at her and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lao Ying. Lu Yiyang walked in front of Ying Xiaochuan: "Can you see the number of roads?"

Ying Xiaochuan said: "I don't know where I came from, and I can't see the number of kung fu paths, but those few people have been cultivated by themselves, and each of them is not weak, they must be cultivators." ”

"Could it be ......" Lu Yiyang's face was slightly gloomy.

"What do you think?"

Lu Yiyang hesitated: "Could it be that the killing has already begun." ”

A gust of wind blew over, rolling up the corners of everyone's clothes, and the cool breeze ironed the skin in the abdomen, and the temperature dropped a lot.

"Maybe they're deleting it. However, after this temptation, no one dared to come and trouble us anymore. ”

"A real master is conceited and disdainful of doing such a thing. Therefore, the strength of the person who does this must be between the middle and lower reaches. This kind of person can't beat someone who is stronger than himself, and he is afraid of being taken first by a weaker one-level person, so he will secretly attack. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Ying Xiaochuan said: "If you encounter an ordinary cultivator, you will kill, and if you encounter a master, you will retreat, firstly, to test the strength of the comer, and secondly, to reduce your opponents." ”

In this way, most of these practitioners are also small people. ”

"The spirit source has been gone for too long, and everyone wants to get it, and for them, killing someone is nothing at all. ”