A shrewd and cunning creature like this might be of use to me.

The girl hesitated, and was about to hand over her sword.

Murphy reminded, "If you surrender your weapons, you will surely die."

The girl, who was originally relaxed, clenched her long sword again and stared nervously at Muto.

"Damn, you dare to ruin my good deeds!?"

Mu Tuo stared at us viciously, "Lao Tzu is a mountain monk, believe it or not, he annoyed Lao Tzu and killed you all!"

We deliberately concealed our breath, and we couldn't see through it unless it was at the level of Qingfengzi.

Mu Tuo saw that we were weak, and it was estimated that we were ordinary immortal Taoists.

I said indifferently, "Murphy, do it, don't kill it."

"Okay."

Murphy's form flickered like a ghost, and before Mutto could react, the dagger was plunged into his heart.

The handle of the dagger was fluttering with the beating of the heart.

Ordinary monks, with too many physical blemishes and dirt, do not have the strength to recover like ours.

The heart is so badly damaged that it really burps.

Murphy whispered, "Don't move. Otherwise, I'll have a bunch of minced meat on your chest as soon as I twist my palm."

Mu Tuo's face was pale, cold sweat flowed, and the rusty spear in his hand fell to the ground with a click.

I picked up the spear and stroked the lines and rust on it, secretly surprised in my heart.

This treasure looks broken, but it is actually made of Cold Mountain Meteoric Iron, and the material is not much different from my family's Thousand Tempered Cold Iron Knife.

The craftsmanship of things is poor, the materials are good, and they can barely be used.

I threw the spear to Sun Mingjin and reminded him with a telepathic voice, "During this time, it is inconvenient for us to reveal our identities, so you will use this thing to fight.

"Understood, big brother!"

Sun Mingjin took the weapon and weighed it twice, "It feels good."

Mu Tuo was anxious and afraid, and begged again and again: "Master, hero! My weapons will be given to you in vain, and I beg you to lift up your noble hands."

I asked in a cold voice, "Do you know who spread the news of the tomb of Marquis Zhuge Wu, and why are so many monks here?"

His life was pinched in his hands, no matter how much Mu Tuo cheated, he didn't dare to hide it at this time.

"It's Qingfengzi's predecessors, who have posted notices in various locations, saying that the secret of becoming an immortal is hidden in the tomb of Zhuge Wuhou, but all monks can enter."

"He also said that he could protect everyone from entering the tomb of Marquis Zhuge Wu together, and with the treasure, everyone would be in harmony with each other."

I couldn't help but smile, "Do you believe it?"

Muto blurted out, "Only fools believe it. It's a joke that all the outlaws come here, and there's a great saint out of the outlaws."

Unexpectedly, Mu Tuo, this little thief, is quite transparent.

I asked again, "Those immortal Taoist priests, mountain dwelling Taoist priests with low strength, really believe in Qing Fengzi's words?"

Mu Tuo glanced at his lips and said in a tone of disdain, "Isn't it. These fools regard Qingfengzi as a saint, and they can't wait to kowtow and bow down."

"They are counting on someone who can take them into the tomb of Marquis Zhuge Wu and successfully share the treasure."

"What they don't know is that in Qingfengzi's eyes, these fools are the biggest treasures."

What Mu Tuo said was not much different from what I thought.

Qingfengzi called so many people, the purpose was very simple, just to let them be substitutes for the dead, rushing to the front batch after batch to die.

The more people who are sent to death, the more they will know how to go safely.

Qingfengzi is also smart enough, and the people he recruited have fixed characteristics: no sect, no power, low cultivation, and poor combat effectiveness.

A plate of loose sand like this can only be submissive to him.

Otherwise, with the power of Qingfengzi, it is enough to kill anyone who disobeys.

I nodded, "Alright."

Mu Tuo was overjoyed, "Thank you three masters!"

Poof—

The blade stirred violently, and Mu Tuo's eyes instantly dimmed.

Murphy drew the knife in an instant, and the wound did not splatter blood when it was fast enough.

I threw out a flame and burned its corpse to ashes.

Sun Mingjin also picked up the storage bag very skillfully, closed his eyes and sensed it, and said in surprise: "Big brother, we have a bumper harvest!"