Chapter 150 must be enough

"Heh, Ethereal Pavilion, when I divide the spirit grass here, even if they come, what are they afraid of, is it possible that they can still trace who made the first move?" A shrill voice sounded, it was one of the five sages of Meishan before. The five sages of Meishan, he is the only one left at the moment.

Seeing the brothers who were smiling and smiling on weekdays dying in front of him one by one, how could he not be angry, and could he still manage those? At this time, let alone the Ethereal Pavilion, even if the Emperor of Heaven came, he couldn't stop him from harvesting the spirit grass.

The four brothers of Qiwushan also red-eyed, "Yes, yes, yes, this is my four brothers', and no one can snatch it away." "None of them died, but they all hung up the lottery. There is a big hole in the front chest, and the internal organs can be clearly seen. There was an even worse one, his jaw was pierced by ice archery, and even his neck was broken, and the blood kept flowing.

At this time, it is impossible to let them give up this piece of spiritual field.

The helpers don't want to stop. At first, they were fighting for those few spirit stones, but they felt that they had invested too much, and the damage was too large, and if they couldn't get a little benefit, how could they stop.

The scene fell silent for a moment, and then fell into chaos again. The cultivators fought again.

"Forget it, good words can't persuade damned ghosts."

"Also, the monks of the Ethereal Pavilion are not unexpected, they are already on their way here, but I am afraid that if they fight to the end, they will be punished by the Ethereal Pavilion."

"Hey, does the Ethereal Pavilion still have the right to deal with our scattered cultivation?" A monk asked, confused.

"Yes, of course. The world is divided into four parts, the Ethereal Pavilion, the Leaning Star Stream, the Seven Killing Gates and the Moon Viewing Peak, each has its own territory, and the scattered cultivators make trouble on other people's territory, of course they have the right to punish you. The Ethereal Pavilion is the most powerful and the most ferocious, and it is said that Elder Lu, who kills people without blinking, has formulated a lot of torture since he was in charge of the torture hall. What kind of waste dantian, heart-splitting and disembowelment, etc., are considered light. ”

An insider introduced the punishment of the Ethereal Pavilion.

"Ah, that's light? What could be heavier than that? ”

"Yes, of course. On the Ethereal Pavilion, it is said that there is a peak called Split Bone Peak, not to mention the strange cold all year round, and there is a strange wind, the monk is sealed and cultivated, throw it there, the wind can blow away your muscles and bones, and divide the skin and flesh alive. ”

"Oh my God," the monk gasped.

"Scared, aren't you? Also, on the Ethereal Pavilion, there is also a place called the Thunder Punishment Cave, if the monk who committed the crime is sentenced to thunder punishment, it will be even worse, stuff it into the hole, and there will be a few thunderbolts in front of you, which can scare your three souls and six spirits away. If you are lucky enough to survive the punishment, congratulations, it will not be a good thing," an old monk laughed.

"Isn't it a good thing to be lucky not to die? Why? A young cultivator asked curiously.

"The monk who entered the thunder punishment cave and did not die, after coming out, was all charred black, from top to bottom, there was no good place in the whole body, after coming out, his hand touched a piece of tofu, his hand was broken, his foot was kicked on a piece of dirt, and his foot was broken, do you say it was miserable?" The old monk said, reaching out and brushing his long beard under his chin.

"So miserable? I, I want to go," the young monk's hair was straight. He didn't want to wade into this muddy water.

"What's the hurry, don't hurry, don't hurry. Everything in the world, whether it is for the law to do evil, or for the traitor, there is a way to punish the public, and we have not destroyed the ethereal pavilion brick by brick, what is there to fear. Besides, if you really want to be punished, you will only be punished for the first evil," the old monk brushed his beard again, and there was an indescribable calmness in his expression.

Unconsciously, the scene of the fight stopped, and all the monks looked at the old monk in amazement, and their hearts were all in doubt, and they did not know whether what he said was true or not.

The old monk glanced around sharply, suddenly smiled, tore off his beard, and reached out to remove the mask on his face, revealing a fair face, "Everyone, what's the matter, don't fight?" He has a Chinese face, hanging eyebrows, and looks not very old, no more than thirty years old. The most striking part of his appearance is a large black mole under his chin.

Not far away, someone gently touched a young man next to him with his arm, "It's a foreign herb," and before he finished speaking, he heard the young man send him a voice: "Don't speak, I can roughly guess his identity." He is watching us and not showing his feet. ”

As soon as the young man said this, the middle-aged man's body stiffened, and he didn't dare to say the rest of the words.

The eyes of all the monks on the field were focused on the monk who had changed his face just now, and some people faintly guessed his identity, and they were even more frightened.

"Dare to ask this senior, are you the immortal master of the Ethereal Pavilion?" A weak voice asked, it was one of the four brothers of Qiwushan.

The monk with the mole on his chin sneered and didn't say a word, but next to him stood another monk, who looked older, and reprimanded: "You are presumptuous, not to mention that you are fighting in the territory of my Ethereal Pavilion and disturbing the order, just by seeing that Deacon Tu of my herb division does not kneel, you can take all of you to the torture hall to be punished." ”

Deacon of the Ethereal Pavilion Herbalist? Isn't that the foundation building senior? The scattered cultivators at the scene felt like thunder on their heads, and they didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts, so they didn't hesitate more at this time, they all knelt on the ground with a loud noise, "I don't know that my seniors are coming, and I deserve death, please punish my seniors." ”

"You really deserve to die," Tu Gui's gaze scanned the audience again, and the mockery in his eyes became more and more intense, "But Nian'er and other first-time offenders, this deacon doesn't want to punish you and others, after all, the law does not punish the public." ”

"Thank you, senior, thank you, senior," the cultivators were overjoyed when they heard that there was no need to be punished.

"It's all gone," Tu Gui waved his hand impatiently.

If the scattered cultivators are amnesty, where do they dare to say more than half a word, and all of them are scattered at once, even the only remaining one of the five sages of Meishan did not carry the bodies of the four brothers who died by themselves, and ran faster than rabbits, lest they run slower and be detained.

"Uncle Shi," the old monk was none other than Zhuang Beidao, the manager of the Herb Division, and he said respectfully to Tu Gui, "There were two mortals who didn't kneel just now. ”

"Mortal?" Tu Gui muttered, "Not necessarily mortal. ”

"Not mortal? Are they monks? Zhuang Beidao asked suspiciously.

"Not sure. Didn't you notice that in addition to the two of them, there was a mortal just now? How bold are mortals? Tu Gui shook his head.

"That disciple took a few people and followed them to see where they went," Zhuang Beidao asked.

Tu Gui frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head, "Send a disciple to follow over and take a look." There is news that two foundation-building monks have come to the Leaning Star Stream, and they are now in Qingyang County, so let's control this place first. ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi," Zhuang Beidao immediately gathered people and began to set up. This time, their Herbal Medicine Division dispatched ten monks to deal with the emergency situation in Qingyang County, which must be enough.