None of the five people who were involved in the dojo could figure out the situation!

What made He Zhi feel even worse was that the two handsome guys and beauties who were confronting each other, as well as the guy who didn't say a word and looked gloomy, were obviously not ordinary people! Judging from the exercises these three had just performed, most of them were the same kind as Lin Yuqing—cultivators!

He Zhi was not at all sure that he would be able to save his life in the battle of the three cultivators - Lin Yuqing's sword that cut off the boulder left a deep impression on He Zhi. He Zhisheng was afraid that these people would make a move, and they would slaughter themselves by the way.

Thinking of this, He Zhi couldn't take care of the principles of "self-preservation" and "low-key life", so he quickly coughed dryly and attracted everyone's attention to himself.

Being stared at by the three cultivators with vigilant, even ferocious eyes, He Zhi was also under a lot of pressure. He swallowed his saliva hard, and then he mustered up his courage again and said, "Listen to me, okay? In my opinion, the reason why a few of us came to this place should not be in us. ”

"What do you mean?" asked the handsome man who drew his sword first in a cold voice.

"I mean, you don't have to be so tense. All five of us should be victims. The murderer who got us here shouldn't be any of us. ”

"Amitabha. The benefactor is right. He Zhi didn't expect that the first to come out to support him was the little monk beside him who had been chanting.

"The little monk Huiyuan is a monk in Puji Temple. The little monk clasped his hands together and looked at his mouth without moving, but his voice sounded clearly in everyone's hearts.

"Huiyuan of Puji Temple?" The handsome man with the sword glanced at the little monk, but he sneered, "You said that you are Huiyuan or Huiyuan?"

"Amitabha. The little monk does not lie. The little monk was obviously not good at words, and he weakly defended a game, and the handsome guy with the sword naturally didn't believe it.

"Hey, brother, believe it or not. The little monk told him the origin of his name, and I think this is the beginning of our mutual trust. Let's all introduce ourselves. It doesn't matter if others believe it or not, everyone just has to say it themselves. He Zhi continued to work hard.

"That's a good note, then you start first!" said the charming beauty on the other side, sneering.

"Okay, start with me, start with me. He Zhi smiled, "My name is He Zhi." Of course, I'm just a nobody, and you don't know who I am when I say a name, and most of you will think I'm making up nonsense. So, I'm going to use someone else to be emboldened. I have a fellow sister, Lin Yuqing of the Lin family in Tianhe County. I don't know if you know each other. ”

"Lin Yuqing, that fake Qinggao little bitch of the Tianhe Sword Sect? Hey, so you are an outer disciple of the Tianhe Sword Sect, or is it a separate legend from the outer courtyard?" When the charming beauty heard Lin Yuqing's name, her mockery suddenly became even stronger. However, her scolding of Lin Yuqing was particularly in line with He Zhi's intentions.

After the charming beauty scolded, she didn't hesitate, and happily followed the name: "Qingyuanzong, Ding Lu." ”

"There is no empty door, Zhang Beiwang. Ding Lu's voice fell, and the gloomy man also spoke.

"Beiyue Sword Sect, Jiang Yuetian. "The handsome guy with the sword was the last to report his name.

"Jiang Yuetian, yo! It's terrible, the true legend of the Beiyue Sword Sect!" As soon as the handsome guy with the sword finished speaking, Ding Lu's ridicule came, "You said you are Jiang Yuetian or Jiang Yuetian?" The words of the handsome guy with the sword who mocked the little monk just now were now all returned by Ding Lu as they were.

"Amitabha. If it was really Master Jiang, the little monk would have a way to tell the difference. A few days ago, the little monk's master had met with Jiang Shizhu's master. During this period, the little monk's master also commented on Master Jiang. The little monk heard these words from the senior brother who followed the master. I don't know if Master Jiang can repeat it. ”

"Hmph! You ask me to repeat it, and I will repeat it? Who do you think you are?" Jiang Yuetian was arrogant, and he didn't pay attention to the little monk's stubble at all. But when he had finished speaking, he took away his sword.

"However, Master Zhenji commented on this matter to me, and there should not be many people in the world who know about it. I'm kind of convinced that you're Huiyuan. Master Zhenji also mentioned that he had accepted a very good disciple. After ten days of shaving, he has already realized the magic power of his heart. ”

"Amitabha, the little monk has only half of his heart, and he should not be praised so much by the benefactor. The little monk did not change his face in front of Jiang Yuetian's praise.

"Hah, little monk, where is he praising you? He is clearly testing you. You're too stupid to see it. Ding Lu laughed on the side, "I've also heard of Master Zhenji, and I'm not a person who likes to brag." Even if he praised his disciples in front of others, he would not blow nonsense. Your situation, this guy knows for sure. This is a deliberate temptation of you. If you don't react, he'll suspect you're fake. However, he can still comprehend half of this?"

"Half indeed. If his heart is enlightened, that is, the little monk can know what everyone thinks, and he can also let everyone know what the little monk thinks. But now the little monk can only let everyone know what the little monk thinks, but there is no way to know what others think. So he can only say that he understands half of it. ”

"Haha! That's good, otherwise we'll let you know what we're thinking. Then I dare to stand with you?" Ding Lu nodded, which can be regarded as affirming the identity of the little monk.

"The identities of me and Huiyuan have been confirmed. There's no way to prove your identity. However, I also believe that this matter has nothing to do with you today. You don't have what it takes to get me here. Jiang Yuetian continued to say domineeringly.

"Hmph! After all, it's not cowardly?" Ding Lu sneered disdainfully, but finally put away the sword.

The gloomy Zhang Beiwang saw that everyone had collected their weapons, and he also put away his sword silently, and the cold aura on his body also dispersed a lot.

Seeing that a dispute was resolved, He Zhi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, whether it was He Zhi or the others, the doubts in their hearts were far from dissipating. Although everyone was sure that the person in front of them was not the culprit who moved them here, it was always strange.

After all, they were all immortal cultivators, and most of them were disciples of the Great Sect! No matter who they were, it was not easy to move them to such a strange place out of thin air.

Soon, the crowd began to talk about what had happened before they had been moved here.