"You! Pay the money! ”

The disciple in the golden robe had a fierce face and exuded a fierce aura on his body.

The outer disciple who was intimidated by him turned pale, and his voice trembled and begged for mercy: "It's not that my nephew doesn't want to give, but I really don't have any money, in order to go to the Hundred Flowers Valley, my nephew has already spent all my savings, I really didn't expect that it would cost money to take Ling Xianzhou, so I couldn't prepare in advance." ”

"Then make a note!"

The personal disciple didn't care about this, and said unrelentingly: "When you come back, you can use medicinal materials to pay off your debts, it's always okay, right?" ”

"But ......"

"Huh?"

As soon as the outer disciple wanted to make an excuse, he was glared back by the man.

Not daring to think about it any more, he hurriedly said: "I sign, can't I sign it?" ”

When one person makes this head, the others are full of unconvinced, but they can only endure it silently.

They simply don't have a choice.

Or, like the one who resisted at the beginning, give his life here.

Either swallow your anger and swallow this evil breath.

There were more than forty Qi refining disciples on the ship, but what was the point of that?

In front of the monks in the foundation building period, they were as weak as little yellow chickens that had just come out of the shell, and they could only be slaughtered.

"Tut-tut...... This world is really cold enough. ”

Zhang Yun couldn't bear to look at it, so he pinned his head to the side and admired the scenery below.

What others do has nothing to do with him.

He was not interested in standing up for these people, nor did he have the ability to deal with the senior brothers in the foundation building period, and he didn't even have the idea of not being able to see it.

The weak should have the appearance of a weak person, and if he is blackmailed, he will also pay the money honestly.

Angry? Wrath? Did it work?

What about a big temper?

Can anger bring real strength?

Oh yes.

If you have a big temper, you can die early, just like the unlucky ghost who broke his neck, and it is good to die early and be reborn.

The death pose is quite chic, and it's also quite interesting.

Anger won't solve anything, and don't expect others to stand up for them.

Just like the senior brother told him back then, in this world, all they can rely on is themselves.

The only thing they can do is to remember today's humiliation, and then become stronger by any means, and return the grievances they have suffered today.

But if you don't fight for it, then hold it back, you can't hold it back and die, it's as simple as that.

The world is such a world, if you can't adapt to it, you can only be eliminated, and no one can escape this strange circle.

Of course, they can also bet that the disciple who is in the personal tradition will not dare to kill, and bet that the number of disciples he can kill is limited.

It's okay to jump repeatedly on the verge of death, that is, don't complain when you die, and don't feel that others don't play cards according to the routine.

People who lack reverence can't adapt to this world in the first place, and they deserve to die.

The complicated thoughts washed away the sorrow caused by parting, and after spending a few hours in boredom, Ling Xianzhou had already reached the end of this time.

After the immortal boat landed, Zhang Yun jumped off the boat and walked towards the entrance of the secret realm that was being opened, observing the nearby situation along the way.

Just like Wang Chengyu said before, Tsukidan is really not a precious thing.

The people who came here, at a glance, there were more than 1,000 people, and they all looked like unlucky people with bitter hatred, and it could be seen that they were not very happy along the way, all of them were bitter and squeezed.

From this, it can also be screened that their status will not be too high.

Judging by common sense, if the sect sends a monk of this strength to come, you can see how much the sect attaches importance to Zhuji Dan.

It's just that they only monopolize, but they don't care how much output they can have, and this status quo looks a little magical.

Zhang Yun shook his head, driving out the distracting thoughts that were lingering in his mind, and instead observed those targets that deserved attention.

He could vaguely perceive that there were several extremely dangerous characters hiding in the vicinity, and they exuded a terrifying and powerful aura, which was especially obvious among a group of cynical outer disciples.

"Building a foundation? What are so many foundation-building monks doing here? ”

"Did you come with someone else?"

"But it doesn't look like it......"

Zhang Yun observed the past with the peripheral vision of his gaze, and noticed that these people were hiding in the dark, and their eyes fell into the crowd and trembled rapidly, as if they were looking for someone.

However, among these bitter haha, is there an object worthy of the attention of the foundation building master?

Doesn't seem to have any, right?

But to say that they are waiting for these people to come out, they will rob and refine the medicinal materials of Tsukidan.

First, Zhuji Dan itself is not very valuable, and secondly, this place is heavily guarded, and there are many sect masters watching, what can they do?

Unless...... They came with an eye on a certain person, otherwise it would not make sense.

But if so, who are they here for?

Zhang Yun thought of himself, with his current situation, it was too normal to be targeted.

But what made him a little puzzled was that it was impossible for these people to know that he would come to the Valley of Hundred Flowers, which was unreasonable.

Or in fact, there is also a possibility that the deacon hall leaked the news again, and someone with a heart learned this information by bribing them.

It's just that there really would be people who spent so much energy dealing with him for some speculation that there was no way to verify?

This doesn't seem to be a very reasonable guess either.

Zhang Yun was a little confused, but he noticed one thing, these people didn't seem to notice his existence.

Even so, it doesn't seem necessary to pay special attention to them.

As long as I'm not discovered, it's none of my business, what they think, that's their own business.

Remembering the appearance of these people, Zhang Yun remained hidden and came to the entrance of the secret realm.

When he was about to pass through the passage blocked by an unknown sect, he suddenly heard a cold voice coming from his ears.

"They are all hard-working people, and there is no oil or water on them, so don't embarrass them."

Zhang Yun paused, turned his face sideways and looked in the direction where the voice came from, and a pair of deep eyes were quietly looking at him.

It's a senior sister I've never met, but obviously, she said this to him.

Originally, he wanted to ask, "Do you know me?" But after thinking about it, he didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and staggered past her.

When she said they in her mouth, she should be referring to these outer disciples.

He hadn't intended to hunt these poor people in the first place, so it didn't matter if she gave her advice or advice.

As for why she thinks she might go on a killing spree, there should be some rumors circulating everywhere.

Well, maybe it's not a rumor, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that there are so many people who know him......