Chapter 8: Giving Up
Upstairs were four monks on the third and fourth floors of the Qi cultivation period.
These people were all dressed in white robes, carrying packages one after another, bulging with their pockets, it seemed that they had gained a lot just now, and even the space in the storage bags was not enough.
"What are you doing here?" Several people saw the outer disciple robes on Yang Yu and the little fat man, and their faces showed contempt.
This is a habit that has been cultivated for a long time, and in their impression, the outer disciples are slaves, miscellaneous servants, and beasts, and they are not at the same level as their inner disciples.
Even now, the Luoyun Sect is gone, the library pavilion is broken, and it is not the place where the two outer disciples should come.
"I was hiding from the fierce beast just now, and I accidentally came up!" Yang Yu arched his hand and quickly looked at the four of them.
The four men were neatly dressed, and obviously had not been in a fight, let alone encountered a desolate beast.
Compared to the monks who had experienced the fierce battle, these four men were better to deal with.
"Fierce beast?" The fourth-layer monk in the Qi cultivation period showed a hint of panic on his face: "Where is the fierce beast?"
The other three were also a little flustered, which further confirmed Yang Yu's guess.
"I guess it's nearby!" Yang Yu said perfunctorily.
The fourth-level monk of the Qi cultivation period glanced Yang Yu and the little fat man up and down, and said coldly: "If there is a fierce beast, can you two still live?" Hand over all the classics and exercises you found!"
Yang Yu sneered in his heart, this catastrophe had just come, the desolate beast had not completely retreated, and the ferocity in the heart of the human monk had already been revealed.
The other party was four people, one monk at the fourth level of Qi cultivation period, and three monks at the third level of Qi cultivation period.
Obviously not easy to deal with.
"Senior brother, we didn't find any classics!" Yang Yu pointed to Li Kaiyuan's corpse and said, "Just now, there was a senior brother who was on the tenth floor of the Qi cultivation period who had just left, and even Senior Uncle Li's storage bag was taken away!"
Only then did the four of them notice that Li Kaiyuan was dead, and their eyes showed a look of consternation, and they naturally knew Li Kaiyuan's name.
They all showed disappointed looks.
A foundation monk's storage bag is not a small temptation for them. If it had been earlier, it might have been theirs.
"Senior Brother Fei, what nonsense are you talking about with them, just a disciple of an outer sect, just kill them!" said a monk at the third level of Qi cultivation.
"Kill them and search them, if you have any books, you can run with long legs!" the other chimed in.
A cold glint flashed in Yang Yu's eyes.
Yang Yu is now at the third level of the Qi cultivation period, and his cultivation is not high, but he is proficient in a variety of law decisions, and he has extremely rich experience in fighting methods.
Although the little fat man doesn't know much about spells, he also has some self-preservation.
Moreover, both of them have the inner armor protection of the Jindan period monk, and unless they are attacked to the head, they will not cause any fatal injuries at all.
Therefore, Yang Yu and Little Fat Man have the capital to fight.
In addition, if the little fat man just harvested the Four Directions and Five Ritual Array, if it can be applied, it should not be a problem to kill these four people.
For this treasure, Yang Yu didn't know anything about it, so he could only look at the little fat man's own comprehension.
"I'll ask you again, have you found any classics!" The eyes of the fourth-layer cultivator of the Qi cultivation period showed a fierce light.
"Senior brother, don't be angry, I did find a secret method! There seems to be an inscription in the sect master's own handwriting on it!" Yang Yu hurriedly walked a few steps closer and said.
"Secret method?" When the four of them heard this, their faces all showed joy.
"Get it!"
Yang Yu took it out of his arms, took out a jade slip at random, and respectfully handed it over.
The fourth-layer cultivator of the Qi cultivation period was not at all defenseless.
Before the catastrophe came, they stretched out their hands for clothes and opened their mouths for food, and wherever they went, there were outer disciples who brought them tea and poured water.
The impression of the outer disciples' servants had already left a deep imprint on their hearts.
The fourth-layer cultivator of the Qi cultivation period stretched out his hand and took the jade slip, and the other three people also hurriedly came over.
At this moment, Yang Yu suddenly had an extra magic sword in his hand, and with a slight stab, the fourth-layer monk in the Qi training period was penetrated through his heart, and with a pop, he lay on the ground.
This person didn't have any precautions at all, if he paid a little attention, he would not be hit by Yang Yu at all, and he would be killed with one blow.
After killing this person, Yang Yu quickly retreated.
The three of them reacted immediately, and they had all kinds of legal decisions in their hands.
The law decision all fell on Yang Yu's body, and the Dao robe was knocked out of several large holes, revealing the shiny inner armor.
"Inner armor, he is actually wearing inner armor!" The faces of the three changed greatly.
The inner armor is generally refined from precious materials, and only monks in the foundation building period are qualified to wear it, and Yang Yu actually wears inner armor on his body, which really made the three of them unexpected.
Soon, the three of them showed greed in their eyes.
Since Yang Yu has inner armor on his body, there must be other treasures.
Kill Yang Yu and seize the treasure!
"Boy, take off your inner armor and throw it over, we can not blame the past!" a monk in the third layer of Qi cultivation said coldly.
Yang Yu sneered, Yang Yu naturally wouldn't believe such deception.
"Brother Yu, are you okay!" Seeing this, the little fat man also took out a magic sword in his hand, and stared at the three of them with his eyes.
"You still have magic weapons?" The three inner disciples were shocked and angry: "Uncle Li's storage bag, was it taken away by you?
"The monks of the fourth layer of the Qi cultivation period are all dead in my hands, and you can't run away!" Yang Yu snorted coldly, and as he spoke, the flying sword in his hand was thrown straight out.
These three people didn't have any experience in fighting, and the death of the fourth-layer cultivator in the Qi cultivation period just now had already made them unsettled, and Yang Yu's threatening words could disturb their minds to a certain extent.
As long as one more person is killed, the remaining two will definitely not dare to make a move.
The flying sword thrown by Yang Yu was extremely fast, and it flew towards the three of them.
One person wanted to block it with a magic sword, but he heard a "bang", and his magic sword was broken in two.
What Yang Yu threw out was the magic sword of Qingyun Ancestor, and the other party actually dared to resist it, it was like a mantis arm as a car.
Before the three of them could come to their senses, Yang Yu threw out one magic sword after another.
If he confronted these three people head-on, Yang Yu didn't have much chance of winning, so he simply took out all the magic swords and used them as hidden weapons.
This magic sword was extremely sharp, and the eyes of the three of them were full of horror, and they didn't dare to step forward.
"You kid, don't think that you are pretentious with a few high-level magic swords, with your qualifications, you will not be able to control flying swords in this life!"
As soon as the words fell, the little fat man suddenly showed a hint of joy on his face, and there was a burst of gold in his hand, and suddenly the colors of colorful and ten lights wrapped the entire third floor.
The little fat man lightly touched Yang Yu's body, and suddenly Yang Yu's body was full of golden light.
Yang Yu's face was happy, which was exactly the same as the Quartet Bayi Array used by the old man surnamed Gong in the previous life.
Yang Yu waved his hand, and the magic sword came out again, but this time, the flying sword actually circled a strange trajectory and stabbed into a monk's abdomen.
"Poof!" the sword pierced, and the monk lay on the ground with his hands on his abdomen and wailed.
When the other two saw this, their faces changed greatly.
This method of manipulating the flying sword can only be mastered by a monk in the foundation building period, how could this unsightly outer disciple have such a profound method.
The two looked at each other with fear in their eyes.
I secretly said in my heart: Could it be that the person in front of me is not an outer disciple, but an inner core disciple?
"Leave the storage bag, you can get out!" Yang Yu said coldly.
When the two of them heard this, they threw away the storage bag as if they had been pardoned, and fled in a hurry.
Yang Yu's manipulation of the flying sword just now, the two of them were heartbroken, for fear that Yang Yu would kill themselves by manipulating the flying sword next time.
After the two left, Yang Yu immediately took out a spirit stone and sat down cross-legged.
Although it has the support of the Quartet and Five Ritual Arrays, manipulating the flying sword still consumes ninety percent of Yang Yu's spiritual power.
Although the little fat man didn't lose too much spiritual power, he was a little uncomfortable with using this Quartet and Five Ritual Array for the first time, so he followed Yang Yu to meditate cross-legged.
Just as Yang Yu was recovering his spiritual power, in the sea of knowledge, there was a sudden tingling pain.
"You kid, you didn't listen to the old man's arrangement, and used the old man's treasures indiscriminately, today, the old man took your body!" Qingyun Zhenren's voice suddenly sounded.
Qingyun Zhenren chose to take it away when Yang Yu was the weakest, which Yang Yu had expected, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.
As soon as Yang Yu touched the storage bag, a black wooden box immediately appeared in his hand, and then slapped it on the Tianling cover.
One after another, black light poured into Yang Yu's brain.
Suddenly, Yang Yu's face was shrouded in black mist, and black qi roamed on both sides of the Yin Hall, showing an extremely strange appearance.
"Brother Yu, what's wrong with you?" Seeing this, the little fat man was full of horror.
Yang Yu didn't have time to answer at all, and the powerful attraction of the soul nourishing wooden box made Yang Yu's soul tremble a little.
"You...... You actually used the Soul Nourishing Wooden Box!" Qingyun Zhenren shouted: "You are simply asking for your own death, aren't you afraid that your own Yuan Soul will also be absorbed?"
"Isn't it just right for you to take away my Yuan Soul by absorbing my Yuan Soul?" Yang Yu replied coldly.
The more this time, the more Yang Yu can't give up.
Once Qingyun Zhenren is given the slightest chance, he will be able to succeed. What awaits you will be a soul that will be scattered.