"Let's go, let's go, let's walk with Haohao~ cough, I'm exposing my age..."

Mingxin rode a horse and walked freely on the sheep intestine path in the mountains, humming the theme song of the cartoon he had watched as a teenager on Earth.

Now it has been a full week since Mingxin left Ji'an City, although it is not a thousand miles to step off the horse, but Mingxin has calculated, and it will be at least three or four thousand miles in a week!

These distances were already difficult for Qi cultivators to catch up with him, and there was no need to run further, because if the foundation cultivator wanted to chase him, even if he ran thousands of miles away, it would be in vain.

For a week, Mingxin almost asked when he saw people, and asked where there were immortals when he saw people, but unfortunately he found nothing.

The monk was so difficult to find, and Mingxin couldn't help but wonder, and thought to himself: Is it so difficult to find a casual cultivator? I can't find one for thousands of miles, and my face is too dark!

I couldn't find it with all my might, but fortunately, I didn't look for it, so I hurried slowly, while enjoying the beautiful scenery around me, which was completely invisible on the earth with high-rise buildings in the previous life!

As for meeting the monk, two words, follow fate.

Sooner or later, he will encounter it, and he shouldn't find it no matter how he encounters it, fate is such an evil thing, in the previous life it was called superstition, called metaphysics, and here this thing is real.

What do you think are going to say? On the afternoon when Mingxin was not going to look for the monk, he really met the monk, and it was not one, it was a group!

A group of seven monks, five men and two women, dressed in different costumes, should not be disciples of the sect's forces.

Looking at it with Mingxin's eyesight, it can be seen that three of these seven people have cultivated to the fourth level of Qi training, two have cultivated to the fifth level of Qi training, one person has cultivated to the sixth level of Qi training, and there is one person who he can't see through the cultivation, this person is definitely a monk who has practiced Qi at more than the seventh level!

The seven of them were noisy and shouting along the way, and from time to time burst into laughter, so unhappy that Mingxin even threw away his horses and hung tightly behind the seven in order to observe them.

These seven people should be dressed as casual cultivators, and since they are called casual cultivators, they must be alone most of the time.

But these seven people with different cultivation levels actually gathered together, and there was also one of them who was a high-level cultivator of the seventh level of Qi cultivation, and he really didn't dare to rush forward without investigating their details.

Mingxin followed them patiently for a long time, constantly finding useful information from their words.

From the known information, Mingxin knew that these seven people were really loose cultivators, and they gathered together to fight against the Rixuan Sect, but he didn't know the bottom line, and Mingxin still didn't dare to talk to the seven people easily.

But then, the words of one of the seven women completely dispelled the doubts and uneasiness in Mingxin's heart.

It was one of the two women who spoke, and her face was also good, but her skin was slightly dark, and her cultivation was only five layers of Qi training, and she said to the monk at the front with a firm face:

"Brother Yang Xing, I think now we need to gather more colleagues to fight against those shameless forces, although we have limited ability to manage big things, but the Rixuan faction that bullies us must not be let go easily!"

The woman's words were approved by everyone present, except for Yang Xing, who was the leader, the other five people were all indignantly supporting the woman, and kept spitting out expletives to insult the Rixuan faction.

Seeing that several people were a little excited, Yang Xing, who had cultivated to the highest level as the captain, had no choice but to echo his words, but his tone was indeed full of resentment towards the Rixuan faction.

Mingxin listened to the words of the seven people clearly in the rear, and after thinking about it again, he finally appeared from the hidden place behind the seven people.

However, the seven people were still indignant, and they didn't notice him at all, so Mingxin had to wave his hand helplessly and said, "Hi~"

Good guy, obviously the hands of the seven people were empty, but with Mingxin's soft shout of "Hi", the light on the hands of the seven people flashed, and all kinds of weapons suddenly appeared out of thin air, and when they turned around, they stared at Mingxin with an unkind face, and their reaction speed was extremely fast!

"Damn! Where did they get their weapons! Could it be that this is the legendary storage treasure?"

Mingxin's face was surprised, but in fact, he had long known that the monk had stored treasures, and making such an expression was just fun, and he himself was not lacking in the spirit of self-amusement.

Like a picture in a previous life, a cat with a manhole cover on its head, two squinting sharp eyes peeking out of the sewer, accompanied by a text "Is this the world of the strong?"

"Who is coming!" Yang Xing, who has the highest cultivation, saw Mingxin's cultivation at a glance, so he didn't make a big move, walked slowly from the rear to the front, and asked solemnly.

Mingxin hurriedly said: "Don't do it, everyone, if you have something to say, my name is Mingxin, and I am a good person! I heard the conversation of a few Taoist friends just now, so I have something I want to ask a few Taoist friends, there is no malicious intent!"

Mingxin was more than twenty meters away from the seven people, which was a safe distance compared to the six people whose aura could not be released, but it was unknown to Yang Xing, a seventh-level Qi cultivator.

Yang Xing looked Ming Xin up and down, and said with a sneer: "Seeing that you are dressed so gorgeously, you are young and you are a sixth-level Qi cultivator, you must be from a famous family, you dare to pretend to be a casual cultivator like us?!"

Mingxin was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said: "This Daoist friend is not strict in his speech, I just heard a few people who don't have a good impression of the power sect or something, if I am really the disciple of the big faction that Daoist said will jump out and say hello to a few? Isn't my brain broken? Besides, who said that you can't wear better clothes if you are casual cultivators?" There are many good clothes in the mortal city!"

The sneer on the corner of Yang Xing's mouth suddenly changed and became sincere, and he said, "Hahaha, I'm just trying to be a Daoist, but Daoyou's cultivation of the sixth layer of Qi cultivation doesn't even have a storage bag?" Yang Xing said, pointing to the long sword on Mingxin's waist.

Mingxin looked at his waist, and then said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, you just know if you listen to me, uh..." Mingxin pointed behind Yang Xing and said, "Can you ask these Daoists to put down their weapons now?"

Yang Xing glanced back at the six people behind him, and motioned for them to withdraw their weapons, and the six of them also obediently put away their weapons, but their eyes were always clear, and their eyes did not become more friendly.

After the six people withdrew their weapons, Ming Xin did not walk towards the seven people, but stayed still, Yang Xing saw this, and said with a smile: "Aren't Ming Daoyou coming? ”

Mingxin rolled his eyelids and said, "Don't say that, fellow Daoist, it's a little ridiculous." ”

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