"Who are you, why have I never heard of you as the number one person among the Wandering Mountain Thieves?"

"I don't know which of the leaders of the Wandering Mountain Thieves is here in person?

The young man in white and Mu Yang asked each other a word almost at the same time, but as soon as the words fell, all three people in the field fell into a stupor, and the surrounding environment immediately quieted down, only the rustle of leaves when the wind blew and the occasional sound of horses chirping on the side. And the face of the young man in white gradually showed a trace of embarrassment,

"You're not a mountain thief!"

The three of them said this in unison, and then their faces gradually relaxed, and the eyes that looked at each other became kind.

Then the young man in white shook his hand, as if he had touched something, and the spear in his hand suddenly shortened back to about one meter, and he put it into the black iron holster on his back, and walked towards Mu Yang, and Mu Yang also took out a piece of fur and wrapped the giant tooth dagger and put it in his arms, and then walked towards the other party.

"Zhao Yuanbai!"

"Muyang!"

The two of them clasped hands together, looking at each other's eyes full of admiration and appreciation, and then the two of them turned their heads at the same time to look at Mo Xiaoqi, who was still a little stunned, and then Mo Xiaoqi, who had just come back to his senses, scratched his head with a smile, and strode forward to shake his little fat hand.

"Also...... And me, Mo Xiaoqi!"

A young and hearty laugh rang out, and the tired bird that had returned to the forest fluttered its wings and flew high again.

Sitting in front of the campfire, the three of them chatted with each other as they shared the unfinished roast pheasant and coarse grain cakes. After some discussion, everyone knew where they came from.

This Zhao Yuanbai lives in the nearby Sunjiazhuang, but he is not a native of Sunjiazhuang, but he came here with his mother Ye Qianya when he was a baby, and his mother is an ordinary person.

As for his father, he hadn't even seen Zhao Yuanbai himself, but he knew that he disappeared when Zhao Yuanbai's mother was pregnant with him, leaving only a high-grade exercise for him to practice - Five Spirit Transformation and a set of extremely powerful marksmanship ancient martial arts - Five Spirit Shooting and a gilt silver plate dragon spear of unknown grade.

Zhao Yuanbai didn't miss his father, who was a complete stranger, his only impression was that he only knew that his father's name was Zhao Yueshan, and the rest of his impressions only stayed in his mother Ye Qianya's story.

Although I don't know why Zhao Yueshan ruthlessly left their two orphans and widows alone, Zhao Yuanbai has never felt a trace of resentment in his mother Qianya, only her deep love for her husband and endless thoughts. Therefore, in Zhaojiazhuang, I don't know how many people said goodbye to the soft and elegant Ye Qianya, but she rejected them one by one.

Although Ye Qianya was not an ancient martial artist herself, fortunately, Zhao Yueshan had a lot of cultivation insights and precautions in the profound exercises he left behind, and Zhao Yuanbai, who was extremely talented, relied on these alone to explore.

Because the Five Spirits Transformation Exercises he cultivated had extremely high requirements for the foundation, and there were even extremely unique and rare cultivation methods in the Forging Period and Mortal Stage. Therefore, from the age of three, he began to temper his body under the supervision of Ye Qianya, and in the two stages of the forging period and the transformation period, he spent a full twelve years laying an extremely solid foundation for himself.

And because of his own excellent qualifications, when he officially cultivated his Yuan Qi at the age of fifteen and became an ancient martial artist, he actually had a full fifteen meridians that could accommodate the Yuan Qi.

For this point, Mo Xiaoqi, who had always been complacent with the fourteen meridians when he broke through to become an ancient martial artist, couldn't help but feel a little sluggish.

As for Mu Yang, who only has two meridians, he is not much surprised, and some are just appreciative and admired, after all, what he lacks is only time, and the meridians available for cultivation in his body are different from others, but will continue to increase.

From the initial level of the air-induced mirror to the great perfection of the air-induced mirror, Zhao Yuanbai, who was extremely qualified, only took a year, not to mention that most of the time in this year was used by him to cultivate the unintelligible set of five spirits that were unknown and incomprehensible.

In fact, Zhao Yuanbai can break through to a higher realm at any time, if it weren't for him keeping in mind the requirements in the exercises, not rushing for quick success but working steadily, I'm afraid he would already be a beginner cultivator of the Guiyuan Mirror.

"Yuan Bai, then why did you suddenly come to this wilderness tonight?

After talking to each other, the three of them, who are both teenagers and the same age, have become very familiar, and Muyang casually asked each other about the reason for the conflict tonight.

"This is not to blame the fat man, it's okay to yell at others to rob others, I was going to find trouble with the Wandering Mountain Thieves tonight, but I suddenly mistakenly thought that the two of you were the people sent by the Wandering Mountain Thieves, so I naturally fought with you. ”

"Damn, Xiaobai, you call me fat again, and I said that I am just slightly fat, and my body is well-proportioned and beautiful. Besides, master, because I was robbed by the Drifting Mountain, I expressed the sullenness in my heart and roared like that, but you didn't say a word and killed it, please come up but open your golden mouth and ask a word. ”

"Hehe! If you hear someone shouting that they want to rob others, will you have the leisure to step forward and ask him if he is a wandering mountain thief, and who are you going to rob everyone?"

"This ......"

Mo Xiaoqi, who was originally justified, was choked by Zhao Yuanbai's words, and he suddenly couldn't answer, so he had to lower his head and munch on the roast pheasant and cake viciously.

"Haha, alright. It's all a misunderstanding, and now that we're all friends, there's no need to be angry about such a trivial matter. By the way, Yuan Bai, you just said that you were going to find trouble with the Liushan Thieves, and it just so happened that Xiaoqi and I were also going to find out, how much do you know about the Liushan Thieves? And why did you go alone to deal with them? What about the others in Sunjiazhuang?"

In the face of Mu Yang's inquiry, Zhao Yuanbai sighed helplessly, and slowly told the ins and outs of the whole thing.

Speaking of which, this mountain bandit is not a bandit who has been entrenched here for a long time, but a group of people who suddenly appeared out of nowhere three months ago.

There were no more, no less, ninety-three men in all, and as soon as they came to this place, they took over the mountain, and after waving the banner of the Wandering Mountain Bandits, they began to attack all the other bandits within a radius of two hundred miles.

You must know that there were three groups of bandits with the most powerful forces here at that time, and the leaders of each group of bandits were all masters of the Great Perfection of the Air-Inducing Mirror, and there were at least three hundred or more people under their command to work for them, and there were more than a dozen ancient warriors among them, so how could they take this newcomer who only had nearly a hundred people in his eyes.

But no one thought that the strength of this mountain thief was not only very strong, but also unbelievably strong.

The Flowing Mountain Thieves have three major leaders, the big leader Cheng Hu, the first level of cultivation of the Guiyuan Mirror, and he is good at a set of ancient martial arts techniques with large openings and closings, and he is ruthless and extremely difficult to deal with. The second leader, Liu Feng, is also good at swordsmanship, and he will be repaid for being ruthless. The three-headed leader, Hou Yuan, is a great consummation of the air-inducing mirror, and he also uses knife techniques, and has a reckless temperament and is eager to kill.

The cultivation of these three major leaders alone is already difficult to meet opponents within a radius of two hundred miles, and among the ninety people under their command, sixty of them are ancient martial artists with different levels of cultivation, and the remaining thirty are all first-class masters in the Mortal Mirror.

With such a strong strength, the overall strength of the Wandering Mountain Bandit is actually comparable to a small half of the strength of some weaker lower-grade sect families, so the Wandering Mountain Bandit is simply invincible here, and it only took a month to sweep away all the other bandits here.

However, the most strange thing is that after defeating all the other bandits, this mountain thief did not take them under his command to strengthen his own strength, but killed them all one by one, leaving no one alive. After that, he wandered around for a whole month before choosing a hill called "Shitie Mountain" as his lair.

During this period, the Wandering Mountain Bandits did not raid nearby villages or continue to expand outward against other bandits. Just when the villagers who had seen the ferocious face of the Wandering Mountain Bandit and living in its sphere of influence finally put their minds at ease and thought that this was a group of chivalrous thieves who would not harm ordinary people, the Wandering Mountain Bandit suddenly showed its vicious fangs to them.