The men and women who walked out of the tile village were all wearing blue and purple ethnic minority costumes, and there were eleven people in total, six men and five women. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Coupled with the six disciples brought out before, Tianluomen has a total of seventeen disciples, and they are all ordinary people with cultivation talents found by the successive sect masters since the opening of the Tianluomen.

There are very few people in the world who have the talent of cultivation, and so far no one has figured out what this "talent" means, and only a very small number of people can cultivate anyway.

Therefore, when a master force like an ordinary sect discovers that a person with cultivation talent has a talent for cultivation, he will find a way to bring it into the door, and if it really doesn't work, he will be taken away directly.

Tianluomen is the Yunzhou Poison Gate, and the Poison Gate has always had a weak view of right and wrong, and most of the disciples in the sect are basically taken captive.

Nowadays, these captured ordinary people generally worship Wu Luomai as their teacher if they have the talent of refining and refining, and worship the deputy master "Ai Yuling" as their teacher if they have the talent of refining qi.

"Zhang Ping, come here. ”

The returning Wu Luomai ignored the exclamation to greet his disciples, but shouted to one of the disciples of the crowd.

Zhang Ping is the senior brother of Tianluomen, who cultivates the "Ten Thousand Poisons Gong" to open up the seven veins of the human body, and is a proud disciple of Wu Luomai - this is also the reason why he did not hand over Zhang Ping at this critical moment when the Tianxin Fruit was about to mature.

"Master, what's wrong? Is there really a master of the Nine Veins coming to trouble us at this critical moment?"

Zhang Ping heard his master's words and walked up with a frown.

He looks to be in his forties, 1.7 meters tall, and has an ordinary appearance, but his eyes are deep-set, and there is a yin owl between his eyebrows, giving people the feeling of a poisonous snake.

As the senior brother of Tianluomen, he is the only two disciples who can go out of the mountains in these years with Lao Jia.

Lao Jia was responsible for transporting daily necessities into the mountains, while Zhang Ping was responsible for going out to collect the "fertilizer" of Tianxin Fruit.

"Smack!"

When Zhang Ping walked in front of Wu Luomai, Wu Luomai waved his hand at lightning speed and slapped Zhang Ping in the face.

Zhang Ping's whole head was tilted by this slap, half of his body was tilted, and although he didn't fall to the ground, blood still flowed from the corners of his mouth.

After he was stunned for a moment, the anger in his eyes instantly rose and burned!

However, he quickly reined in his anger, turned his head to look at Wu Luomai, and asked with a blank expression, "Master, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong?!"

Wu Luomai said angrily: "It's all your blind thing! Collecting 'fertilizer' actually brought in the relatives of other people's apprentices! Now the great master of the Nine Veins of Qi and Blood Cultivation outside is here to avenge your apprentice!"

"What?!"

Zhang Ping was stunned when he heard this, and his mind instantly flashed through the matter of going outside to collect Tianxin Fruit "fertilizer" over the years.

Although he didn't remember all of them clearly, the master's memory gradually improved as his cultivation increased, and he still remembered the general process of collecting all the "fertilizers".

But in these memories, there is no "fertilizer" who is suspected of being the apprentice relatives of the Nine Veins master!

In order to prevent the secret of Tianxin Fruit from being discovered, he is very cautious in collecting "fertilizer", and after finding a suitable "fertilizer", he will observe it for a period of time in advance, and will not start until it is confirmed that it is safe.

In the past 60 years, there has been nothing to do with each other, how could an apprentice of a nine-vein master suddenly appear?!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ping knelt down to Wu Luomai with a "poof" and said in a loud voice: "Master, is there a mistake?! The great master of the Nine Veins who came from outside should have discovered the secret of the Heavenly Heart Fruit, right? What apprentice's closest relatives were killed should be just an excuse, right?! Master, please don't hand me over! I have done so many things for the ripening of the Heavenly Heart Fruit, and I have no merit and hard work, if you hand me over, it will make the hearts of the people in the door disheartened!"

Qi and blood cultivation usually have a consensus among masters, that is, the cultivation of blood and soul power is as powerful as the cultivation of internal force.

Because if you want to cultivate both qi and blood, you must cultivate in a balanced way, and if either line surpasses the other, it will cause the other line to be rejected and even go mad.

When Wu Luomai found out that Zheng Yi was actually a Qi and Blood Double Cultivator, and when Zhang Ping heard that the Nine Veins Great Master from outside was actually a Qi and Blood Double Cultivator, they all subconsciously thought that the other party was also a Nine Vein Great Master on the way to Qi refining, and he was invincible.

The first reaction is always to compromise.

Zhang Ping hurriedly begged Wu Luomai not to hand him over, and he didn't think about escaping or confronting him at all.

He is only a seven-vein master of the bloodline, and he can't escape the nine-vein master of Qi and Blood Cultivation outside, let alone fight.

"Hmph, I'll clean you up when I'm safe enough to get through this!"

Wu Luomai snorted coldly, and ordered the surrounding Tianluomen disciples: "Immediately open all the traps of the mountain gate!

Near the mountain gate of Tianluomen, there are various traps, almost all of which are related to poison.

It is the protection measure of the previous Tianluo Gate Sect masters to the mountain gate, unless it is a human immortal who condenses the essence flower, or an earth immortal who condenses the qi flower, otherwise it is not so easy for the master of the nine veins of qi and blood cultivation to get in!

"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master!"

Zhang Ping heard Wu Luomai's words, and hurriedly kowtowed gratefully.

But he didn't know that if he could hand him over, Mu Luomai would have handed him over a long time ago.

The current situation is that the big devil outside is going to destroy the Heaven and the Solomon Gate, and there is no room for negotiation at all!

Of course, Wu Luomai naturally would not say such things to make himself lose people's hearts, and there are more than a dozen disciples who have refined the Hinayana under his disciples, and there is a lot to talk about practicality without saying that kind of sense of accomplishment in his heart.

After giving orders to the surrounding Tianluo Sect disciples to open all the traps near the Tianluo Gate, Wu Luomai separated the group of disciples and walked towards the tiled house in the center of the tile village with white smoke from the roof chimney.

Soon, he came to this tiled house.

"Bang!"

Pushing open the door, Wu Luomai walked in directly.

The first pungent and sour smell rushed to his face, making Wu Luomai frown.

After so many years, I still don't get used to this smell!

Raising his hand to cover his nose, he quickly glanced inside the tiled house.

The spacious tiled house was empty, and there was nothing to put on it, except for two things that attracted attention.

One is in a corner of the tiled house, a graceful figure is standing in front of a large iron pot, stirring the contents of the big iron pot with a wooden plank.

Beneath the large iron pot was a mud-covered stove, under which a fire was blazing, and a chimney extended to the roof.

With the increased eyesight of the Nine Veins Great Master, Wu Luomai, who was standing at the door, could clearly see that there was a pot of jujube red soup in the big iron pot, which was somewhat like a hot pot base, but with the stirring of the wooden board in the hand of the graceful figure, the white bone skeleton of Sen Sen would emerge from time to time with soup noodles, which looked very infiltrating.