Chapter Seventy-Three: The Second Treasure, the Black Hand
After receiving the pill in their hands, while the scattered cultivators were shocked in their hearts, their resentment towards Tang Yu also dissipated a lot.
They had sensed it with their spiritual sense, and there were seven or eight jade bottles, each of which contained ten second-order pills, both to heal injuries and replenish spiritual power.
Evenly divided, the thirteenth or fourteenth people of their alliance can each get six pills.
This is definitely a windfall for the casual cultivators who are accustomed to living a hard life, anyway, they usually rely on meditation to recover their spiritual power, and taking pills is a very luxurious behavior.
Seeing that everyone was a little moved, Tang Yu smiled generously and said slowly: "Everyone hurry up and recover, keep in good condition, if someone passes the test again, you will also have the strength to fight." ”
After listening to Tang Yu's words, the scattered cultivators no longer hesitated and divided the bottles of pills.
First, the pill really made them greedy, and second, they couldn't really do anything to Tang Yu.
What's more, this person is so generous, and the spirit mine pill is sent out casually, it must not be a loose cultivation, maybe he is still a disciple from a major sect.
As for what Tang Yu was watching on the sidelines just now, even if it was revealed, even the old man surnamed Du, who had opinions about him, did not mention it again.
No way, who let the taker be short.
Besides, the other party had indeed had a fierce battle with those two sect monks two days ago, and it was normal for him to have injuries on his body.
The reason why he looks non-anomalous on the outside is probably to hide his eyes and ears and avoid other people seeing him as a target.
Feeling the change in the mental experience of the scattered cultivators, Tang Yu smiled and said nothing, it was pointless to clash with these scattered cultivators, it was better to throw away some useless pills to be quiet.
And his calm and calm appearance strengthened the cultivators' speculation about his "great sect disciple".
In a big battle, except for a very few people who did not participate like Tang Yu, the injuries on the rest of the people were not light.
Fortunately, there is abundant spiritual energy here, as long as there is a healing pill, it is not difficult to recover.
However, after this war, the alliance of several sects, both openly and secretly, gradually surfaced.
Including Hei Yaozong, he is not alone.
As far as Tang Yu knew, no less than five people secretly assisted the Black Yao Sect in defending against the enemy, and two of them were from other sects.
It's just that the brawl scene is too chaotic for the people involved to see it really.
Two days later.
Another monk passed the test of the formation and broke out of the formation.
This is a foreign monk who was born in a sect, but does not belong to one of the eight local sects.
As soon as he left the formation, he was besieged by dozens of people, and he was recruited to fight to the death.
Tang Yu, who was on the periphery, had a cold face, paying attention to the battle here.
He could see that the xenophobia of these local sects was very serious, and the sect monks were fine when they fought against the sect monks, just to grab the treasure, not to kill, but once the treasure fell into the hands of the loose cultivators or foreign monks, it was to kill people first, and then take the treasure, without any scruples.
"These sects are really good at playing."
Tang Yu paid attention to the changes on the battlefield.
He has been bored to death in this cave for the past two days.
If it weren't for the fear that he would be stopped by the Jin Dan outside after leaving the cave, he wouldn't have the idea of staying at all.
But there was no way, it was too conspicuous to go out alone, and he didn't want to let a few Jindan real people target him.
The monk who passed the test of the formation could not even hold up the second round of siege by the monks, and died on the spot, and his storage ring was taken away.
Then the Great War broke out, and the monks of the Eight Sects fell into a chaotic war, and the public and private grudges between the monks were all in it.
After a great battle, the monks, who had not been able to make a good decision, were wounded again.
And that compass actually fell into the hands of Qi Sheng of the Wind Luo Sect.
The background of the Wind Luo Sect is not as good as that of the Black Yao Sect, but this sect and the You Long Sect have an agreement on an offensive and defensive alliance, and at this time, the monks of the two sects get together and confront the rest of the monks.
Seeing this scene, Tang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.
To be reasonable, he has no good impression of the two cultivators of the Wind Luo Sect and the You Dragon Sect, and whoever is besieged inexplicably will not have any good impression of the other party.
Seeing that the other party was about to obtain the treasure, he began to think about how to calculate the other party's group of people.
Although he didn't have the idea of having to get the treasure, if he just wanted to make trouble and deliberately sabotage it, it was no exaggeration to say that none of the people present could withstand it.
But he couldn't do it in front of everyone.
Quietly urging the Tianyin Needle, injecting spiritual power, and taking advantage of everyone's lack of attention, it turned into an invisible silver light and stabbed towards a late-stage foundation building monk of the Wind Luo Sect.
With a muffled snort, the monk fell to the ground and died on the spot.
It was not difficult for him to kill it in one hit.
If this can't kill an injured monk in the late stage of foundation building, it is better to die.
And the monk's death successfully attracted everyone's attention.
Originally, all the monks were going to stop fighting, but someone made a black move, which suddenly made everyone's nerves nervous.
Qi Sheng looked at the corpse of his fellow disciple who fell to the ground, and suddenly said angrily: "Who is hurting people behind his back, dare to do it, dare to stand up and fight with Qi Mou!" ”
Of course, Tang Yu couldn't stupidly come forward and admit it, silently squatting on the periphery of the battle circle, and being a qualified melon-eating crowd.
Compared with Tang Yu's "nothing to do with himself", Qi Sheng was furious at the moment.
finally stabilized the scene, but the black hand of that day reappeared and backstabbed them Feng Luozong.
He could conclude that the mastermind behind the scenes must have a grudge against the two of them, so he would attack them again and again.
However, the most unacceptable thing at the moment is that due to the appearance of the black hand, they reduced their staff by one person, which caused other monks to be ready to move.
"Is it so cowardly? I've killed one of them, and you can't do it yet? ”
Tang Yu had an innocent expression on his face, but he had a vicious mind.
"Then I'll add more fire......"
After wandering in the outside world for so long, he doesn't say that he can treat human life like a mustard, but it is impossible to have any soft-hearted thoughts.
For example, on the first day of the opening of this cave mansion, if it weren't for his strength and ruthless means, I am afraid that he would have been besieged to death on the spot by the monks of the Wind Luo Sect and the You Dragon Sect.
He plotted against the monks of these two families, and he didn't feel guilty at all.
Dig out the Tianyin needle, scan your eyes, and look for a suitable sneak target.
At this time, the monks of the two sects were all concerned, and they were wary of a sneak attack that might appear at any time, and it was not easy to start.
Tang Yu frowned slightly.
In this case, even if he can secretly shoot and kill someone, he will inevitably reveal his tracks.
A Changhong sword is already conspicuous enough, if it is found that he has the means to kill a monk in the late stage of foundation building in seconds, I am afraid that the monks in the entire cave mansion will fight with him endlessly.
Thinking that he would be besieged by more than sixty monks present, Tang Yu decisively gave up and continued to play the black hand.
He couldn't put himself in danger,