"Which sect are you from?", Li Chuyuan asked the man in black who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"A few of us turned out to be loose cultivators, and we were all forced into the gang by Zhou Qinglin, Zhao Yiming, and the two of them, and we were also forced to be helpless," the man in black complained.

"How long have you been doing this?", Senior Brother Li continued.

"It didn't take long, just over two years, I haven't done anything bad, please let me go", the man knelt and begged for mercy, handing the storage bag on his body to Lei Yu with both hands.

After a few years of experience as a robber, he almost survived in the fight, and he could see clearly at a glance who was the real boss among the other party. Don't look at the thunderstorm cultivation is low and the age is not very old, the person who can destroy the two foundation building realm cultivators in one fell swoop is definitely the boss of the group, so he is extremely careful about the thunderstorm, and took the initiative to explain some of the bad things they have done in the past two years.

His name is Wang Fengcai, refining qi in the seven-layer realm, originally hundreds of miles away, a Xiuzhen sect called Shaxingmen cultivated, a few years ago, Shaxingmen, and another Xiuzhen sect called Wushengmen, competed for the Shili range in Dongwu County, and was secretly contacted by Wushengmen Several other small sects, overnight, Shaxingmen was uprooted in one fell swoop.

Fortunately, he was out running errands at the time and escaped the disaster.

In the following years, he has been cultivating on his own in the nearby mountains. I happened to pass by, and met Zhao Yiming (that is, the first person to build the foundation realm who was destroyed by a thunderstorm) and Zhou Qinglin.

However, he was forced to follow Zhou Qinglin, Zhao Yiming and a few others to form a gang of robbers, and started this business, specializing in robbing and killing the lone cultivators in the various immortal cultivation sects within a radius of hundreds of miles, killing people and robbing money, and doing all kinds of evil. Relying on the two foundation building realms, six people who have cultivated in the eighth and ninth layers of qi refining have joined forces, and they have never missed a beat.

This time, after seeing the thunderstorm flying with Edgeworth, after probing and comparing their cultivation, they followed all the way, waiting for it to get dark and start their work, thinking that it would be an easy task, but they didn't expect to kick the thunderstorm on the iron plate.

"Except for a few of you, where are the rest of the accomplices," Lei Yu asked.

"Just this group of us, there are no other accomplices," Wang Feng said.

"Where is the base?", Senior Brother Zhao asked.

"We wander around here and there, and we don't have a fixed place to rest."

"You robbed other people's belongings, what should you do with the people who were robbed?", Li Chuyuan asked, wanting to confirm the judgment in his heart.

"This ...... , this ......", Wang Feng said hesitantly, he was afraid that if he said it, this group of people would do the same.

"Say!", Thunderstorm said majestically.

"Zhao Ye, no, Zhao Yiming said, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and never leave a living mouth, so ......", he didn't dare to say any more.

"Enough!".

"What do you think?", Senior Brother Li asked Xiang Leiyu again.

"Leave this kind of scum to me to deal with," Lei Yu said, carrying Wang Feng into the darkness of the woods.

"Ah!", a scream soon came from the forest, and a flame followed, and the thunderstorm returned.

In fact, he was in the forest, and he did something to make Wang Feng scream miserably, and he received it into the blood thunder bead.

When the thunderstorm finished dealing with Wang Fengcai and returned to the fire, looking at the surprised eyes of everyone looking at him, he smiled shyly: "What's the matter, do I have anything on my face?"

Two storage rings and six storage bags were in Li Chuyuan's hands, everyone was beside the fire, with very admiring eyes on their faces, looking at Lei Yu, if it weren't for him, what would their ending be today, everyone knew it in their hearts.

"Brother Thunderstorm, it's fortunate that you made a move at a critical moment, otherwise we would have been miserable. You have saved everyone's lives", Li Chuyuan expressed sincere admiration and said with emotion. After getting rid of the desperate situation, although everyone was very happy, the haze that lingered in everyone's hearts has not dissipated.

Everyone also followed Senior Brother Li and praised the thunderstorm.

"It's just a fluke, how can the credit for everyone's hard work be all credited to me alone?" , Lei Yu smiled and shirked.

"I almost thought that we were going to be finished this time, Senior Brother Li couldn't beat them, let alone us," Zhu Quanming said.

"Yes, if they see that I don't have anything of value on me, it's no wonder if they don't kill me in anger," Zhao Chenguang said.

They were all vying to talk about their feelings at that time, and the shadows and horrors left by the gang gradually eased.

"Let's see what good things this group has left us, and we will also make a small fortune", Lei Yu saw that everyone's emotions were almost released, and said instead.

"Look at how these are divided", Senior Brother Li handed the harvested ring and storage bag to Lei Yudao, now he no longer dares to call himself the boss, he knows how deep this inconspicuous thunderstorm, its true strength is hidden, and how naïve it is to judge the strength and weakness of the cultivation of the appearance.

"Senior Brother Li, I think it's everyone's credit, it should be shared equally, and the blessings should be shared", Lei Yu said without hesitation.

"You have the most credit this time, you deserve more points!, everyone is right", Li Chuyuan looked at the other senior brothers.

"Yes, the thunderstorm should be more divided, without your action, everyone's lives may be gone, how can there be a chance to divide things!", Zhao Chenguang said with emotion, his attitude was quite sincere.

"Without everyone's joint efforts, nothing can be done!, when you go out, you will be blessed and enjoy the same difficulties, Senior Brother Li, you will be in charge and share it with everyone", Lei Yu said.

All the items were piled up around the fire. There are more than 70,000 low-grade spars alone, and more than 600 medium-grade spars. There are several pills such as "Bigu Dan", "Reduction Pill", "Rejuvenation Pill" and so on. There are a lot of cultivation jade slips, all of which are beginner and intermediate cultivation secrets.

Lei Yu asked Zhu Quanming to immediately take a pill to heal his wounds and poison, and healed the sword wound he had just suffered.

Dozens or hundreds of instruments, mostly knives and swords without rank, must have been left behind by killing low-level disciples. There are only two Dao grade mid-level long swords, which are particularly conspicuous inside, and they should be the instruments of those two people who build the foundation realm.

There are a lot of spiritual herbs and elixirs picked, but the grade is not very high.

Most of the targets of this group of strongmen are people who refine the Qi Realm and cultivate, and the people who cultivate this kind of cultivation generally have a very thin family background, and there can be no good things except for low-level things.

Cultivators carry almost everything they have, firstly, they have storage bags and other things, which are not difficult to carry, and secondly, they do not feel at ease when they are kept at home.

After a few years of robbery, this group of people has made their pockets very plump, and they are much better than ordinary cultivators.

The mid-level long sword of the Dao product, Lei Yu proposed it to Senior Brother Li and Senior Brother Zhao, and Senior Brother Fu was good at using knives, so there was no point. The long swords they used were all Dao grade lower ranks, and they were also very grateful for the thunderstorm, as cultivators, who would not be tempted by a good sword? .

The classification of instruments such as knives, swords, whips, etc., from low to high, is: "a class without rank, three levels of Taoist products, three levels of immortal products, and three levels of artifacts".

The spars were divided equally according to the heads, and Li and Zhao had long swords, and the rest of the items were voluntarily abandoned. After the victory was divided, everyone was very excited.

After cultivating in the sect for so many years, this is the first time that there are so many cultivation items and crystals.

When Zhu Quanming got a lot of spars, he still felt a little dreamy when he held them in his hands, "After accumulating for so many years, I only saved twelve lower-grade spars in my pocket, and it has been less than a day since I came out, and there will be more than 60,000 of them!", he couldn't stop laughing.

Lei Rain also looked happy, covering up his indifference to these things.

In this battle, the thunderstorm harvested a lot, Zhou Qinglin, who cultivated during the foundation building period, three people from the nine-layer realm of qi refining, and one person from the seventh-layer realm, were received by him Among the blood thunder beads, there are many people who plant spirit valleys and spiritual herbs and elixirs for him, of course, it is a good thing, plus the cultivation of these people is not low. "Every day's harvest is very satisfying!", Lei Yu thought to himself.

The early morning came slowly, and after everyone cleaned up, under the leadership of Senior Brother Xiao, they walked out of the mountains and forests, and walked like the wind on the uninhabited path, rushing towards the plain under the mountain.

At noon, passing through a small town, a few people stopped at a small roadside shop in the town and asked for a dozen buns and a few bowls of noodle soup, and ate and rested under the simple shed.

While eating, Lei Yu saw a thin boy about ten years old outside, carrying a firewood pod on his back, passing by the door of the small shop, wearing a dress full of patches that could no longer be torn.

When passing by the shop, looking at the steamer uncovered by the shop, Bai Shengsheng's steamed bun showed a greedy gaze, which happened to be seen by the thunderstorm, and immediately touched the string in his heart - the hidden heart of sympathy.

Lei Yu walked out of the pergola, stopped the boy, and handed him a few hot steamed buns in his hand, the boy began to be reluctant to do so, afraid that Lei Yu would have some intentions, Lei Yu told him: "I was like you three years ago, I went up the mountain every day to chop wood for a living, thanks to Yujian my master, I have to practice in Changshengmen today."

The boy took the bun handed to him by Thunderstorm in disbelief, picked up one, took a big bite, devoured it with great gusto, and was about to eat it again, when he suddenly remembered something, and wrapped the rest of the bun, along with the others, in a torn shirt.

"Why don't you eat it, little brother", Lei Yu asked puzzled.

"Go back to my mother and sister to eat," the child said.

"Wait for me", Lei Yu hurriedly went back to the store and took a few more white buns, wrapped them in paper, and took them out for him.

The boy took the paper-wrapped bun and wanted to kneel down to thank him, but he couldn't kneel down because he carried the firewood clip, so he had to say "Brother Xiexie, Brother Xiexie" repeatedly, and after finishing speaking, he hurried to the town.

When Lei Yu heard him say that he wanted to take the white bun back to his mother and sister to eat, he immediately remembered his family affairs, and tears flowed out unconsciously. The boy walked a few steps, looked back, and found that Lei Yu was in tears, and he didn't know what happened to him, so he walked back and asked Lei Yu: "Brother, what's wrong, have I offended you?"

"No, no, just now you said that you want to take the bun and go home for your mother and sister to eat, let me think of my mother, little brother, I'm sorry", Lei Yu replied, wiped away the tears with his hands, and then took out a cloth bag containing silver taels, and it is estimated that there were also twenty or thirty taels in the bag and handed it to the boy.

"This is some silver, take it back and honor your parents and family, if you have a fate, come to me at Changshengmen in Deyuan County, my name is Lei Yu, remember!", then turned around and walked back to the store.

The boy took the small bag of silver taels given to him by the thunderstorm plug, and suddenly came back to his senses: "Who would look down on a poor boy like him, who is usually bullied and ridiculed by others, and never dreamed that someone would give him so much silver."

That brother's name is Lei Yu, and he is from Changshengmen in Deyuan County!".

When he returned to the store, everyone saw that there were tears on his face, and he didn't know what happened, Senior Brother Li asked him what happened, and he didn't say anything, just lowered his head and ate the bun in his hand, thinking about his thoughts:

"If the mother is still alive, take her to her side, how good, revenge, suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, this time if there is a chance, I will eradicate the wicked person and avenge my parents!"