Chapter 21: Out of the Mountains
At this moment, Bai Che was guarding in front of the trapped formation, smiling at the group of monks who had fallen into the trapped formation.
Bai Che rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Everyone, I don't need to say more about the rules." The Bronze Mountain is about to close, and if you don't leave some tolls, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out. β
"You!" The faces of the monks were as angry as swollen purple pig's liver, but they were helpless, Bai Che collected the storage bags that were worth enough, and then opened the trap and let them go one by one.
"You're going to be struck by lightning." A girl who got out of trouble was about to cry, and she clenched her silver teeth and said fiercely.
"That's okay." Bai Che replied: "I am still more afraid of dying of poverty than being killed by lightning. β
"Pickpocketing White Devil, you'd better go out at noon in the future, because sooner or later there will be retribution." Someone scolded.
"My heart is as firm as iron, but I am not afraid of retribution." Bai Che smiled: "Seeing that you have paid the toll, I have a lot of adults, so I don't care about you." If you don't think it's enjoyable, you can scold a few more words, but my reputation is related to my life, so I have to add money. β
"Eh, don't run, let's discuss......" Bai Che looked helplessly at the monk who rushed out of the bronze mountain, and stopped talking.
"Down with the White Devil ......"
"Let the white devil kneel down and apologize......"
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At this time, a thunderous voice came, and Bai Che followed the sound, only to see a group of people united in black pressing, all of them angry.
"Boy, I guess you're going to be famous." The bronze pot laughed on the side.
"Don't giggle on the sidelines, think about what to do." Bai Che saw this group of people coming angrily, and naturally felt a headache: "Why are they all united?" β
"Don't worry, they can't break the master's predicament yet." The bronze kettle seemed to yawn, "You just sit back and wait for the storage bag." β
"Aren't we going to get rich, then?" Bai Che's eyes lit up.
"I said boy, you have to open up." The bronze pot said contemptuously: "This is not enough to stuff the teeth, if you want to change it, I will tie up the son and the goddess and blackmail ...... Phew, collecting protection fees from the major Shenting Taoism, that can be described as infinitely beautiful...... So, boy, can't we really discuss the distribution issue anymore? β
"Huh?" Bai Che pretended to be confused and said, "What did you say, Master Hu?" What's the pattern? It was so windy that I didn't hear ......."
Bronze kettle: ......
"Stripping White Devil, I advise you to withdraw from the trap as soon as possible, otherwise, you will be killed here." Someone in the crowd shouted.
"I don't think you woke up yet." Bai Che responded: "You have been surrounded by me, and those who know each other will obediently leave your tolls." β
"This son is morally corrupt and infamous, and now he will not stop at setting up this trap, fellow Daoists, we will kill him together." Someone in the crowd proposed.
Hearing this, Bai Che frowned, followed the sound to look at the crowd, and saw an acquaintance, it was the person who held the sword, at this moment, he was acting righteously.
"What a sanctimonious old man, your white grandfather is worried that he can't find you." A chill appeared in Bai Che's eyes, he knew very well what this sword-wielding man was. Then, as soon as Bai Che's body moved, he rushed to the crowd and went straight to the sword wielder.
"What!" Seeing this, the sword wielder looked shocked and said loudly: "Fellow Daoists, follow me to kill this son." He said so, but his body was receding.
Bai Che smiled faintly, summoned out the bronze tripod, threw out more than a dozen talismans and opened the way all the way, as if entering a no-man's land.
Bang...... The long sword in the hand of the sword-wielder disintegrated instantly.
"You ......" the sword wielder's face was shocked, "around the ......"
Before the words fell, Bai Che threw another punch, and directly smashed his head, completely killing him, while Bai Che looked light.
In one fell swoop, he killed the sword-wielder in the crowd, and the monks were in an uproar, and they all stopped moving.
Not long after, an abrupt voice came: "Fellow Daoists, this son has good strength and cruel methods, if he doesn't make a move, I'm afraid that we will die in his hands." β
The rest of the monks froze, their faces hesitant.
Bai Che saw that it was the big-headed monk who was chasing and killing the treasures that coveted him, and at this moment, he was tricking all the monks to make a move.
"It turned out to be you." Bai Che said coldly: "It seems that the world of this Bronze Mountain is still not big enough. β
When the big-headed monk heard this, he said as if he was relying on it: "Boy, all fellow Daoists join forces, do you still have room to resist?" Remove the formation, and I'll wait for you to die a happy death.
"Really?" Bai Che snapped his fingers suddenly, and a huge trapped formation appeared, trapping everyone, so everyone was shocked, they didn't expect that this white devil had already laid down a large trapped formation, and they had already stepped into the trapped formation.
Bai Che said lightly: "I, Bai someone, have always only sought wealth and not killed people, but if you don't follow the rules, then you will stay in the Bronze Mountain forever." Pot master, collect the storage bag, collect one and put one! β
I saw a bronze pot fly out and go to the middle of the battle to collect the storage bag.
"As for your ......" Bai Che glanced at the big-headed monk, and then said lightly to the crowd: "A few of you will come out together and settle the grievances between us." β
Hearing this, the Dust Breeze Daoist and the Flying Sword Monk came out of the crowd.
"We are willing to compensate Daoyou." The Flying Sword Monk and the Dust Whisk Daoist said loudly.
"Oh?" Bai Che sneered, "What do you think can be worth your life? β
"We are willing to compensate Daoist friends with 10,000 spirit stones." The Flying Sword Monk spoke.
Hearing ten thousand spirit stones, Bai Che's eyes were full of light, that is ten thousand spirit stones, they can all be piled up into a small mountain, you know, he has robbed it for so long, but it is only a few hundred spirit stones.
Bai Cheqiang held back his excitement and said lightly: "Ten thousand spirit stones for your life." β
"You!" The dusty Daoist was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say something but was stopped by the Flying Sword Monk, and said, "Fellow Daoist, we really don't have so many spirit stones. β
"Then you decide who leaves and who stays." Bai Che said lightly.
"Fellow Daoist, please listen to me." The Flying Sword Monk spoke again and said, "Although we don't have enough spirit stones, we are willing to replace them with other items. β
"This is a flying sword, it is made of extremely rare materials, sharpened iron like clay, and its power can be seen." The Flying Sword Monk pulled out a flying sword.
Bai Che took it and looked at it, and indeed felt that this flying sword was a little extraordinary.
Bai Che asked, "How much is this flying sword worth?" β
"About two thousand spirit stones......" replied the Flying Sword Monk.
"Two thousand?" Bai Che muttered, and after a moment, Bai Che replied, "If you can still take out a flying sword, I'll consider letting you two go." β
The Flying Sword Monk shook his head and said, "This is the only one, and I got it by accident. After a pause, the Flying Sword Monk gestured to the Dust Breeze Daoist.
The dust-whisked Taoist nodded, and then took out a quaint stove, which looked like a Dan furnace, and the dust-whisked Taoist said: "Fellow Daoist, I don't know how much this Dan furnace is worth, I got it in the hands of a trader once, and I see that it seems to contain some kind of spirituality, so I used it to alchemy." β
Bai Che looked at the Dan furnace, as if he felt a different aura, and it didn't look like a vulgar thing.
"In that case, then I agreed, I was not a greedy person in the first place." Bai Che opened his mouth and said: "Hand over the spirit stone, you can leave, harm, I'm so kind, I'm really a good person." β
Hearing this, everyone secretly scolded themselves, aren't you greedy? Are you kind? Are you still a good person? If you are all good people, then there are no bad people in this world.
But he only dared to scold in his heart, in case he provoked this white devil in disguise, the consequences would be unimaginable, for example, think carefully about his name.
After the Flying Sword Monk and the Dust Whisk Daoist handed over the spirit stones, Bai Che let them go, in his words, it is necessary to be trustworthy in order to become bigger and stronger, and create brilliance again.
After Bai Che happily put away the spirit stones, flying swords, and Dan furnaces, he turned his head to stare at the big-headed monk and asked, "Big-headed grandson, both of them are gone, can you tell me what compensation you have?" Well...... Just fanned the flames and counted you the most, you have to compensate more, and add money. β
Hearing Bai Che's words, the big-headed monk was furious and said angrily: "Compensation? I'll compensate you uncle! β
Hearing this, Bai Che's face darkened, and he said, "You just compensate me, why do you compensate my uncle?" β
The big-headed monk was stunned for a moment, and then said coldly: "There is no compensation, you have to die, and at the same time, I will tell you again, it is my organization to spread your notoriety and let everyone join forces to kill you." β
"It's a pity, your white grandfather and I, I have already made plans." Bai Che stretched.
"Hmph, I'll admit it." The big-headed monk said coldly, and then said, "Do you really think their things are so easy to take?" Ten thousand spirit stones on the body are not afraid of being remembered? Hehehe, boy, you're so naΓ―ve. β
"Presumably, your reputation has already spread in the outside world, and at the same time, the news that you have found a heavy treasure in the Zidong Secret Realm has been known by all forces, boy, out of this bronze mountain is your death date, and your death date is coming." The big-headed monk laughed wildly.
Bai Che also frowned, and immediately spoke: "It doesn't matter when I die, but I know that you must die before me." β
Saying that, Bai Che was about to make a move, but suddenly, a change abruptly appeared, and he only heard a distant bell from the bronze mountain, and the bell ......
The bell echoed in the Bronze Mountain, and an extremely powerful energy overflowed, and the portal of the Bronze Mountain began to close.
"Hehehe, boy, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill me." Seeing this, the big-headed monk laughed wildly, and as he spoke, the big-headed monk burned his essence and blood and quickly fled.
"Not necessarily." Bai Che looked at the figure of the big-headed monk, and said lightly, saying that as soon as his body moved, he was going to pursue.
"Boy, the Bronze Mountain will be closed soon, and I'm almost on my side, hurry up." The voice of the bronze pot came: "This is the energy emitted by the ultimate bell, as long as it touches it, it will be annihilated, and the body will die." β
Hearing this, Bai Che's heart was shocked, and he stared at the big-headed monk thoughtfully.
"Gone boy." The bronze kettle urged again.
Bai Che nodded, his body moved, and he walked towards the outside of the bronze mountain.
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Finally, at the last moment, Bai Che came out of the Bronze Mountain, but then, a strong sense of crisis surged into Bai Che's heart, and outside the Bronze Mountain, a pair of eyes looked at Bai Che as if they were staring at their prey.
"Uncle Shi, he was the one who robbed us of our storage bags......"
"Master, he is the White Devil ...... Stripping Clothes"
"Master, it was he who came out of the Zidong Secret Realm and took the heavy treasure of the Zidong Secret Realm......"
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One voice or complaint, or the situation, all pointed at Bai Che.
In the late stage of bone refining, the soul casting period, and even the middle realm cultivators, they all looked at Bai Che, as if they were looking at the difference between this white devil who was pickpocketed, whether it was eating the bear's heart and leopard gall, whether it had three heads and six arms, otherwise, why did it set off a monstrous wave in the bronze mountain.
"You're the White Devil?" After a while, a Middle Realm monk looked at him coldly and spoke, "You have done many evils and sins deeply, and it is a shame for my generation of monks, give you a chance to atone for your sins, return the stolen things, present the treasures, and judge yourself." β
He was aloof, and his tone seemed to leave no room for questioning.
Bai Che looked at him with an unchanged expression and did not speak.
"Boy, cut yourself." A monk in the Soul Casting Period should be in harmony with ......
Bai Che was in the center of the whirlpool of verbal criticism and writing, looking at everyone lightly.
"Uncle Yinghan......" A woman spoke: "You quickly find a way to save him......"
The beautiful woman who was called Yi Han just shook her head and said, "Qing'er, he is not worthy of our Mochizuki Sect as an enemy of other forces and sects, and we can't afford such a consumption. β
Hearing this, Chan Jing spoke, "Uncle Shi, Bai Daoyou is indeed extraordinary, maybe he ......"
"Since he's extraordinary, let me see how he gets through this crisis." Yi Han said lightly.
In her heart, Bai Che had already been sentenced to death, how could a quenching monk be able to defeat this large number of bone refining, soul casting, and even mid-realm cultivators?
"Boy, it looks like you're in a bit of trouble this time." The bronze pot laughed.
"Do you want the master to make a move?" The bronze pot tempted: "Just give me the 10,000 spirit stones, and I will settle it for you." β
Bai Che smiled: "Master Hu, you have a pot, why are you so greedy for money?" β
"Nothing." The bronze pot retorted: "Master, I just like to collect these aura-rich and shiny things. β
"I doubt you're a female." Bai Che shook his head.
"Boy, you're looking for a fight, aren't you?" The bronze kettle seemed to have a crooked mouth, and then asked, "Do you have a way to survive this crisis?" The master didn't believe it. β
"Then let's bet." Bai Che opened his mouth and said, "I lost to give you five thousand spirit stones, and you lost for a chance to make a move." β
"Deal." As soon as the bronze kettle heard that there was such a good thing, it agreed without thinking about it, and it also decided that Bai Che would finally use its means.
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Finally, Bai Che spoke, he looked at the middle realm monk, and sneered: "In the end, I still covet your Grandpa Bai's treasure, the treasure is on your grandfather, if you have the ability, come and get it, otherwise, don't bark here, I have never seen such a brazen person." β
Hearing this, the Middle Realm monk frowned slightly, and said slowly: "When death is approaching, it will not help to show more benefits of tongues. β
"Phew, you're just dying, Grandpa Bai is alive and well, let God chop you to death this sanctimonious old thing." Bai Che said loudly: "Come out, my Thunder Tribulation ......"