The black-robed young man didn't notice Mu Chen and Fei Yike not far behind. I saw him crawling out of the leaves with a curse, and the workmanship of a black robe was not bad, and he fell down from such a high place without being cut by the branches.

Mu Chen and Fei Yike had already stopped, both of them with their hands crossed in front of their chests, the corners of their mouths raised, and they looked at the back of this black-robed young man with interest.

The black-robed young man's nerves were indeed a little big, and he hadn't noticed that there were two pairs of eyes looking at him behind him.

He continued to read in fragments, took it out of his arms for a long time, and finally took out half of the steamed buns that had been dried, and began to devour them.

"Big brother, do you want water?" Seeing this, Mu Chen couldn't help but speak.

"Yes. The black-robed young man replied without thinking.

It's just that as soon as the words fell, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, turned around suddenly, and looked at Mu Chen and the others vigilantly. But his mouth was still chewing, and finally he blushed and swallowed it reluctantly, and then raised his eyebrows and said, "Who are you?

"Sister, it seems that this strange guy actually knows the best corpse breeding ground. ”

"Oh my name, you two are strange! The red and cyan coats, how can there be such strange colors, and this big flower umbrella. The strangest thing is that the things behind your back, the inside of your robe, look like a hunchback. Could it be that the people of southern Xinjiang have such a strange aesthetic?" the young man looked at Mu Chen and Fei Yike for a moment, and immediately sneered.

When Mu Chen heard this, his little face flushed slightly, and the young man in front of him did talk about his sore spots, but Fei Yike couldn't explain much to him, so he could only keep his head down and be silent.

"Stinky boy, what the hell are you talking about in front of your aunt and grandmother! You dare to say that my aunt and grandmother have a strange aesthetically?" Fei Yike shouted coldly.

Listening to Fei Yike's tone, Mu Chen knew that it was time to be a child. August 15, today's order, at this moment is talking about the second personality of non-Yike.

"Why? Don't let anyone say it?" the young man asked, tilting his head and squinting at Fei Yike.

"Sister, there seems to be a problem with this person here, let's ignore him, it's important to find the best place to raise corpses. Mu Chen pointed to his head, and then pulled the corner of Fei Yike's clothes and said.

"You're really here to find the best place to raise corpses, but I advise you to go back wherever you came from. The corpse rearing ground is a place for the dead, so don't lose your life because of it. The black-robed young man changed his previous attitude, and immediately said earnestly and comfortingly.

"Mu Chen, you're right, there's really a problem with this person here, eh, it's a pity to be so young. Fei Yike also pointed to his head, shook his head helplessly, and said.

"It seems that what my family Lao Immortal said is right, people who want to get their hands on the best corpse cultivation ground can't be comforted with words, why is the task of leaving the teacher that Lao Immortal gave me so difficult!" the young man muttered.

Mu Chen and Fei Yike glanced at each other, shrugged their shoulders a little helplessly, and prepared to bypass the young man and continue to move forward.

"Hey, you give it to the master, wait! Since you can't comfort you with words, then the master can only use the rudeness!" the young man said with a serious face.

"Oh, do you like to be rough too?" Fei Yike stopped and looked at the young man with a smirk.

"As long as you go back and promise me not to look for the best corpse breeding ground, the young master will not be rough with you!" the young man said categorically.

"You don't like to be rough, but my aunt likes it. As Fei Yike spoke, his hands had already begun to seal.

"Damn, you did it first!" The black-robed young man saw that Fei Yike made the first move, and his hands did not lag behind, and he also began to form handprints.

"Raise corpses, open!" Fei Yike bit his finger and slapped it on the branch, and a huge formation pattern appeared.

Fei Yike suddenly frowned, and muttered to himself: "What about looking for that one to come out to play? The spirit corpse is definitely not good, this kid is estimated to be shot to death in two or three clicks, and the half-step spirit corpses in the corpse raising ground seem to be at the critical juncture of cultivating the spirit corpse, is it possible to use the flying zombie?"

The magic seal in the hands of the black-robed young man did not stop because Fei Yike had not summoned the corpse from the corpse cultivation place for a long time.

At this moment, his seal was also coming to an end, and he also bit his finger and slapped it on the trunk in front of him, shouting: "Xuanwu back coffin technique!"

"Oh? It seems to be the breath of a half-step spirit corpse. Fei Yike looked at the stone turtle in front of the black-robed young man carrying a coffin slowly rising from the center of the formation, and suddenly said with some surprise.

"Why, I'm afraid. It's too late to go back. It is equivalent to a half-step spirit corpse of a martial arts master who has just entered the Transformation Realm, but it is not something you can deal with. The young man persuaded again.

Fei Yike smiled, formed a seal with one hand, and with a flick of it, the formation pattern leading to the corpse raising place in front of him disappeared.

The black-robed young man saw that Fei Yike actually accepted the formation pattern so obediently, nodded with satisfaction, and was about to speak, but Fei Yike's voice came one step ahead of him: "I still think that using martial arts to hammer and blast your half-step spirit corpse can satisfy my current mood! Martial Soul!"

Mu Chen stayed aside, looking at the black-robed young man thoughtfully.

Although this guy is a little out of tune, it can be seen from his previous conversation that he really didn't come to find the best corpse breeding ground. Prevent people from looking for the best place to raise corpses?

Obviously a person from outside the territory came to southern Xinjiang for the teacher assessment, but he alone can stop so many people?

Although Mu Chen had a clue in his mind, he still couldn't connect it all.

The nine-tailed demon fox on Fei Yike's body flew away the half-step spirit corpse one by one, and it directly broke a new tree that had been around for decades.

"That's right, Xinshu, I know!" Mu Chen suddenly shouted.

Fei Yike was playing comfortably, but was interrupted by Mu Chen's sudden voice, and suddenly said dissatisfiedly: "What are you shouting all of a sudden!"

"Sister, I know who planted these new trees that disturbed the audio-visual!" Mu Chen said affirmatively.

"Oh, who is it? Could it be that this guy planted it?" Fei Yike pointed to the black-robed young man and said with some disdain.

"Ahh "The young man in the black robe seems to be very ashamed of this kind of tree man.

"You just said that you came to stop us from looking for the best corpse cultivation site, but the master is assessing?" asked Mu Chen.

"Yes, I might as well tell you that my assessment is to prevent one Transfiguration Realm Martial Arts Grandmaster, six Shadow Realm and twenty Soul Condensing Realm masters from entering the Ultimate Corpse Cultivation Ground before the sixteenth hour of August. The young man nodded, and there was nothing to hide,

"Sister, I guess the person of this kind of tree is either his master, or the person who gave him the teacher assessment questions!"