"Lu is going to ask a few brothers for a few people to survive today!" Lu Shi said righteously.

"Cut~" No one wanted to believe what he said, and the fat man pouted on the side and said: "You just want to earn spirit stones, you have to say that you are like a savior!"

Lu Shi was a little sneering: "I'm sorry, isn't it customary to talk like this all year round in the door!" But don't worry, a few people eat meat, Lu drinks soup, and the other brothers have to give people a few vegetable leaves. I think a few of you are happy to see it happen, so why don't we just settle it down?"

Tang Xiaoguo turned his head to look at Qian Yang: "Do you come by yourself?"

Miss Tang was naturally happy to dismantle the platform of Wuliang Valley, but she was not very interested in Lingshi, and she didn't want to cut off Qian Yang's financial route because of her interference.

Qian Yang smiled: "If I come by myself, it's just a small fight, but if Senior Sister Xiaoguo is interested, it will be different, why don't we play with a big ticket?"

"Playing with a big ticket?" Tang Xiaoguo's eyes lit up: "How do you get it?"

The four people of Qingling Sect chattered together for a long time, and then simply pulled Lu Shi over, and you and I made a magical plan like a whimsical one.

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"Haven't you found anyone yet?" Jin Zhanpeng walked around the hall with his hands behind his back.

"Back to the young sect master, there is no news yet. "A young man in a red robe.

Jin Zhanpeng frowned, and an old red-robed man next to him hurriedly took over the conversation: "Senior brother, don't be anxious, the terrain in the ruins is complicated, if you have the intention to hide, it will be really difficult to find for a while, and the three little cubs who have just built the foundation can't turn the sky, they must bury themselves somewhere and dig a hole secretly!" The man said, and secretly glared at the young red-robed man next to him.

The young red robe was stunned, not knowing why his uncle was staring at people. Did you say the wrong thing? The young red robe thought about it for a long time and finally thought of his uncle's advice before, Jin Zhanpeng didn't like others to call him the young sect master, but liked to be called a senior brother. Secretly pursed his lips, and the young red robe was disapproving. If it weren't for the sake of being a little boss, who would want to be here all day long, and even have to be careful with a title, it's really boring.

The old red robe persuaded for a while, Jin Zhanpeng sat down at this time, took a sip of tea absentmindedly and said: "I have always been inexplicably restless these days, and I have never been able to find these mice, I am uneasy." Send all the disciples who have cultivated above the late stage of Qi refining into the secret realm! All those who are in the sect will go, and those who are in retreat will also be pulled out for me, so if you have a little cultivation, you will be embarrassed to retreat, and you will go to the ruins to find someone!"

Jin Zhanpeng looked back at the young red-robed man next to him and frowned: "You can go too! If you can't find it, you don't have to come back!"

The young red robe was stunned for a moment, hugged his fists, turned around and walked out. As soon as he left, the old red robe couldn't help sighing, cautiously waved at Jin Zhanpeng, and said softly: "The little nephew doesn't know anything when he is young, and I hope the senior brother will bear with me!"

Jin Zhanpeng tugged at the corners of his mouth, glanced at him and said, "It's okay, young man! Just practice a lot, and when you have enough losses, you will naturally become sensible!"

Senior Brother has a life, and the disciples of Boundless Valley, whether they are reluctant or not, also hurriedly took action, and entered the ruins through the teleportation array one by one, and the red robes coming and going in the ruins were obviously a lot more than usual.

Since they are looking for people, most of the red-robed people are looking for a path at random and going deeper, and if they meet acquaintances on the way, they will exchange information with each other, and try to skip those passages that have been searched by others, so as to improve the search efficiency. Hundreds of red robes formed an invisible network in this ruin, and the coverage of this net was controlled by the groups of red robes that constantly exchanged information.

The course of events is often unpredictable, but it is not impossible to find a trace. Senior Brother Jin, who was still waiting in the main hall, would never have dreamed that the development of events would have deviated far from the predetermined track from the beginning. In fact, looking back, the farce that is slowly opening the curtain has actually been foreshadowed a long time ago.

Over the years, the disciples of the Infinite Valley have accumulated infinite resentment in their hearts, they are arrogant and arrogant in front of people, and they are humble and cowardly after people. No one is born to be ugly, they have been high and disdainful, but those artificially distorted dreams have gradually made them become what they once hated.

After all, grievances need to be vented, and all the Infinite Valley disciples need is a suitable outlet, an outlet that doesn't seem to be so risky. Or rather, all they need is an excuse, even if it's really just an excuse, even if it's not going to be believed by anyone at all.

But......

So what?

An excuse that no one believes in is the most relieving excuse!

As the ancients said: Fools have three good matches!

There are only so many people in the Infinite Valley, who doesn't look up and look down, who hasn't had a few good friends? Who hasn't had a few friends in distress? In such a closed environment as the ruins, the speed of information transmission is amazing, if there are some topics that can arouse people's interest, or some heart-pounding gossip, once it spreads, it really can't stop!

At this time, if you have a high-end perspective that can carefully observe the movement of the red robes in all directions, you will find that there are significantly more people in a certain passage in the ruins than others.

The red-robed ones rushed into the bottom of the passage one after another, and after a short pause, they would exit and rejoin the complicated net, and then they would become nodes, and the red-robes who had been in contact with them would begin to repeat the previous person's routine, go deep into the passage, and then exit to become nodes.

What was at the bottom of that passage? What made hundreds of Infinite Valley disciples flock to it?

Is it a spirit stone? Or is it pleasure?

Another red-robed man trotted all the way to the depths of the passage, and while running, he took out his Qiankun bag from his arms, and at this time, a delicate whisper suddenly sounded in front of him:

"Stop!

"Huh?" The red robe was shocked, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Fairy spare your life!"

"Report your name!"

"Under Huang Qimeng!"

"What a broken name! hand over valuable things, get out of here!"

"Okay!" The monk named Huang Qimeng hurriedly took out a few things from the Qiankun bag and threw them over, and then ran away for fear that the other party would regret it.

Before he had run a few steps, another red robe came to him, and this red robe was even more straightforward, shouting loudly as he ran: "Fairy spare your life......!"

In the darkness, the crisp voice replied, "Write it down, fuck off!"

In the distance, another red-robed man ran over, and when he heard the next shout, he didn't care that he hadn't run to the place yet, so he threw out several black things with a shake of his hand, and the things flew in the air, and this person remembered to speak: "Fairy spare life! Fairy spare life......