The old dragon man was walking back with his hands behind his back, and he didn't know why, when he heard that the person Mu Yang described was more and more like him, he raised his head and glared at him.

"Yes, you guys, the information reported by your sect doesn't say that there are so many Mahayana monks in your sect. ”

Mu Yang walked over and sat cross-legged at his desk, with the Great Elder there, Mu Yang was not worried about him breaking out and hurting people.

"Do you explain it yourself, or do you take a beating and then confess?"

The middle-aged man suddenly sneered, "Okay, Muyang, we are such a delicate ......"

Mu Yang slapped him on the back of the head, "Exquisite fart, like a fool." ”

"Come, whip me, drop me with a candle, torture me by all means!" the middle-aged man shouted hoarsely.

Mu Yang raised his hand and slapped him again, "It's all now, do you still want to do good things?"

The middle-aged man's face turned red, and he looked like his mind had been seen through.

"Everyone here, who knows how to search for souls!" Mu Yang shouted.

Everyone shook their heads, "Whoever has the leisure time to learn that thing, bother with it." ”

"I'll try. A very young-looking man stood up.

Mu Yang nodded, "This is a fellow Daoist of the Dream Stealing Sect?"

The young man looked a little shy, and bowed his hand to Muyang, "There is no trace of dreams under the dream." ”

Mu Yang also returned the favor.

Dream Without a Trace is just a cultivation in the early stage of Mahayana, he first looked left and right, picked up a bowl and checked it, probably thinking that the weight was just right, he raised his hand and covered the bowl on the back of the middle-aged man's head.

With a "snap", the middle-aged man fell down in response.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he was embarrassed to throw his hands around and clenched his fists, "See the smile, see the smile, once it's just a small means." ”

"The practice of our sect is called "Entering Dreams", which can be used to infiltrate other people's dreams and steal information with the treasures of our sect. Dream without a trace and Mu Yang explained.

Mu Yang touched his chin, "You are suspected of plagiarism." ”

Dream Wuxian took out some equipment from his body that looked like he was doing an electrocardiogram, and pasted those small things on the middle-aged man's head and temples, and the other end was all attached to his head.

"Fall asleep!" Dream Wuxian let out a low cry, and his body also fell down, and he fell asleep peacefully.

"Will this work?" the Great Elder looked at the two men lying on the ground.

"Maybe. Mu Yang sighed.

It didn't take long for Dream to wake up from the dream without a trace.

"His memory is not very easy to detect, some of the deeper places, some of the places that are not accessible at all, there is something called the slave seal, which blocks the most important part of it. Dream Traceless paused, "Now I only know that they have been planted a long time ago. ”

"Now how many Mahayana Mahayana does the other party have to be sure?" Mu Yang asked.

"I can only determine the few in the video, a total of six people, three late Mahayana, three mid Mahayana, not counting the leaders of these three sects, there can be about ten Mahayana, the number of memories that are covered is huge, but there are so many on the surface. ”

"Ten Mahayana?"

"I haven't heard anyone say that, there are more than that, maybe hundreds of them may ......."

The crowd began to talk.

"Alliance leader, or we'll leave it to them. The watermelon man suddenly spoke: "Scatter wealth and eliminate disasters." ”

Everyone asked him to do this, and they also persuaded one after another, "Yes, yes, alliance leader, who knows how many people can be behind them." ”

Mu Yang was speechless for a while, this is not your wealth, but it is your disaster that is destroyed.

This is typical of standing and talking without backache.

Meng Wuxian put away all the things, "No, there is a rude opinion below, even if you give them things, but how long can this relationship last, you dare to guarantee that after we separate, your sect will not be broken into your home by these dozen Mahayana and plant such a slave mark for you?"

Mu Yang cast an approving gaze, "Everyone, it's not that I don't want to give, if it can be exchanged for our eternal peace, I am also willing to sacrifice, but is it possible?"

"Now people are swordsmen, but I can't make the fish on the board!"

Mu Yang stood up and walked to the highest table in the main hall.

"Pig, there are indeed more than five in my Seven Feelings Sect, but this is not only my Seven Feelings Sect's pigs, but also everyone's pigs!"

"What do you mean, everyone's pig?" the man below looked confused.

Mu Yang stood on it, exuding the aura of a superior person.

"I said earlier, we are a community, we have pigs in Qiqing Mountain, don't you just look at you?" Mu Yang waved his hand, and pressed his other hand on the remote control, and a picture of a pig farm appeared on the stone wall.

"We can sell it to you at the cheapest price, but do you think that I will sell the pig to you now, and you can raise it well?"

"Can't ......," the watermelon man said weakly.

"Yes, so what you see now are all your pigs, just kept with me. ”

Mu Yang was also relieved to see that everyone had calmed down

"There is an old saying that cutting off people's wealth is equivalent to killing parents, and now someone has a knife!

Mu Yang shouted out these words with all his might, expecting a "can't" response.

After a few seconds of silence, the audience was silent, and the watermelon man did not coax.

"Hey, do you have parents?" the watermelon man stabbed the man next to him with his elbow.

The head of the person next to him shook like a rattle, "No, I asked my master to pick it up." ”

"Me too, me too!" The people on the other side also got excited.

"That's it, my master said I picked it up in the garbage, what about you?"

"I'm too, we all have to worship for the garbage heap. "The two hit it off.

The audience is like a family recognition meeting, and those who pick up trash cans must worship the handle, and those buried in the ground must also worship the handle.

There was a manure pit in the back row, and they shouted, "What about people?

“......”

The Great Elder stabbed the old dragon man, "In-laws, where are you from?"

The old dragon man clasped his face, smiled bitterly and said, "I was born to my father and my mother." ”

The Great Elder and the other six people glanced at each other, glanced at the old dragon man with pity, and patted him on the shoulder in unison, "It's okay, we won't look down on you." ”

Xiaoqing looked around with a confused expression, and suddenly couldn't help it, and threw herself into Su Zhen Suyun's arms, "Senior sister......"

Mu Yang was silent for a while, and what he said just now didn't seem to poke at their point.

No, it's not, it's poked at a strange point.