"Thirty-one late foundations. Lu Chen couldn't help but be shocked, it seemed that most of the people who slaughtered the Qianyu Gate were here.

It's just that according to Murong Yuxi's statement, there must be at least six Jindan masters who attacked Qianyumen that day, and it is impossible to know whether all of them are early stage, or if there are mid-stage masters hidden in them, and there are only three Jindan masters in Linhe Village at the moment, not all of them.

"Senior, are these three Jindan masters in the early stages?" Lu Chen asked with a deep groan.

The old man nodded: "It's all the early stage, and the strength is not so strong." ”

Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, if it was the early stage of the three golden pills, he would still have the strength to fight. As long as the dove fire tower and the cold mist bead are taken out, plus the Haokong Hammer and the Wind and Thunder Sword Array, at least thirty percent of the people in the thatched house will be rescued.

Regardless of whether there is dust in the thatched cottage or not, save it first.

Thinking of this, Lu Chen had a plan in his heart.

Pretending to be calm, several monks in the underground palace left one after another, and for some reason, they never came back after they went out.

Soon after, only Lu Chen and a red-shirted monk were left in the palace.

After everyone left, the red-shirted monk suddenly opened his eyes and looked directly at Lu Chen: "It's your turn." ”

Lu Chen had been waiting for an opportunity, and when he heard the man call him, he slowly stood up.

The man said, "Go out and go to the fifth farmhouse on the right, where the master is waiting for you." ”

The tone of the one was cold, without a hint of emotion, as if he were speaking to a dead man, and then closed his eyes after just one word.

Lu Chen stared at this person for a moment, nodded slightly, and walked out of the underground palace along the passage he came.

Back in the courtyard, it was almost noon, and most of the farmers who had been working in the fields had already returned. Looking at the thick smoke rising from the top of the village, if it weren't for the extremely clear understanding of the matter of the blood slaves, I'm afraid no one would have thought that such a peaceful and peaceful mountain village actually had dozens of cultivators hidden. Even an executioner with blood on his hands.

Following the example of most of the "masked" members who went out of the underground palace, Lu Chen lowered his head very low, and only used the corner of his eye to follow the meaning of the red-shirted monk to the fifth farmhouse line on the right.

Naturally, you can meet a lot of farmers on the road, but these farmers don't seem to see Lu Chen at all, and even if they pass by, they won't stay on Lu Chen's body for a second or two looks. Finish treating him as a transparent person, still talking and laughing, resisting farm tools and walking towards his home.

Lu Chen was puzzled by this, but now was not the time to study this phenomenon.

After walking a few steps, the voice of the old man Qijing suddenly sent out violent mood fluctuations in the depths of his mind: "No, there are weirdness. ”

Lu Chen's steps forward were paused. It was only an abrupt move, but it was immediately met with the surprise and vicious eyes of countless farmers.

Feeling that he had never put himself in his eyes, his gaze fell on him in an instant, and Lu Chen only felt that the hairs on his body stood up.

"Eyeliner?"

Lu Chen remembered what the old man Qijing told the blood slaves, and finally understood what these peasants were used for.

"In addition to spying on outsiders, the most important thing is to spy on your own people. The organization of "masquerade" is really terrifying......"

Lu Chen secretly thought in his heart, he didn't dare to stop under his feet, and after a slight delay, he hurriedly stepped forward and walked towards the destination.

Fortunately, those farmers didn't find anything, and when they saw Lu Chen walking into the distance, they returned to the way they had just talked and laughed. His expression was calm, as if he had never seen Lu Chen.

The more this happened, the more Lu Chen felt furious in his heart.

It's a long walk of just a few hundred meters. Finally, Lu Chen came to the farmer where the red-shirted monk had instructed him to come.

The half-human fence courtyard wall, the open wooden gate, and the courtyard with about 100 feet inside all show the nature and tranquility of the common farmers.

However, Lu Chen knew that this was the center of power in the entire Linhe Village, the courtyard where the three Jindan masters gathered.

The rows of huts are old, and the roofs have leaked in many places, which seem to be caused by disrepair.

Outside the courtyard, Lu Chen was not in a hurry to enter, feeling the strange atmosphere around him, Lu Chen couldn't help but carry the immortal formula, wanting to let himself out of the panic.

"Boy, there are a lot of life breaths that have disappeared, and there are only three of the thirty-one monks in the late stage of foundation building. When the old man reminded him again, his tone trembled a little.

Although Lu Chen knew that this was not due to fear, the caution in his tone made Lu Chen feel it clearly.

"In just half a day, they're all gone?" Lu Chen was taken aback and asked, "That faint breath is still there." ”

"It's still there, but it's ......"

The old man was only halfway through his words, when a deep and deep old voice sounded in the hut in the small courtyard: "Come in......"