"Heck", at this moment, another female monk with a charming body came out from among the crowd watching. The female monk's beautiful eyes moved, and she looked at the monks in the field one by one. When she saw Lu Ping, her eyes were dazed. Startled for a moment, but then laughed again: "It turns out that the famous 'Water Sword Immortal' has arrived. How can I say that Brother Qiao Weijie of the Xuanling School, who is always known for his fiery temper, has calmed down this time."
Qiao Weijie, the real person of Xuanling faction, snorted heavily, his face flushed, but he didn't refute. Lu Ping glanced at the Jurchen coldly, and ignored the sobering words of the Shuiyan Pavilion monk.
However, the many monks watching all around exclaimed. Among the rookie monks who are rising in Beihai, if anyone is the most popular, it is the thirteenth place on the Beihai rookie list. "Water Sword Immortal" Lu Xuanping and the No. 19 "Wind Sword Immortal" Ouyang Weijian of the Xuanling Sect.
These two people are far superior to monks of the same level in terms of monkhood, record and real strength, and have even successfully defeated monks whose cultivation level is higher than their own. Ren has already ranked in the top ten of the rookie list.
Qiao Weijie of the Xuanling Sect didn't know Lu Ping before, but when he was about to attack him, he was stopped by the monks of the Feiyu Sect. Only then did he know that the young monk in front of him was actually with Ouyang, a genius swordsman of his sect. Lu Xuanping, a true spirit faction who is as famous as Weijian.
Qiao Weijie knew Ouyang Weijian's strength. When Ouyang Weijian had just entered the middle stage of forging alchemy, Qiao Weijie, who was at the fifth level of forging alchemy, was easily defeated by Ouyang Weijian in a duel. Even though Qiao Weijie is impulsive and irritable, the younger brother is not a fool, so naturally he will not be troublesome to Lu Ping.
Seeing that everyone in the water smoke pavilion ignored her, but she didn't rush to embarrassment, she thought of something again, and said: "Little sister, water smoke pavilion Shuixiu, this senior brother, there are too many people here. Miscellaneous, it's not a place to discuss things, I think everyone might as well go to the teahouse to have a cup of spiritual tea, and my sister treats guests, what do you think?"
Most of the onlookers are blood-refining and hemolytic monks in the mortal market. Although they were dissatisfied with the words of Master Shuixiu, they didn't dare to say anything. They saw Lu Ping and others walking towards a teahouse outside the mortal market. .
Zeng Wu and the other six were the source of the dispute, and the six of them didn't dare to say anything, they lowered their heads and followed the real people in the teahouse, maybe Zeng Wu said something to his companions just now, the six People followed Lu Ping intentionally or unintentionally, but Lu Ping didn't take it seriously, entered the private room of the teahouse, and sat on the seat with a big horse.
The owner of the teahouse is a winking man. He saw six middle-stage forging alchemy monks coming in at once. They obviously had important matters to discuss. He immediately led everyone to a secluded tea room and immediately served the top-grade spirit tea without ordering. When he came up, he took the tea boy and left the tea room.
At this time, in the tea room, apart from Lu Ping, Qiao Weijie, Shuixiu, a monk from the Feiyu sect, and Zeng Wu and other six people, there are also two monks of the alchemy stage, obviously also the alchemy stage monks who were present just now .
Lu Ping and the others just sat in the tea room and tasted the tea quietly. No one spoke. Zeng Wu and the other six stood in the tea room and were at a loss. Only then did Master Shuixiu of the Shuiyan Pavilion smile, and pinch out a few formulas in succession. A layer of misty water vapor suddenly drifted into the tea room. Lu Ping lost his mind and found that there were people around the tea room. A thin, almost invisible layer of mist shrouded in it. This layer of mist could block the detection of the divine sense and prevent the content of everyone's conversation from being noticed by others.
"Hehe, senior brothers, what are your plans to say now, but before discussing the important matters, should you introduce yourself first? Since the younger sister opened the mouth first, I will throw bricks and attract jade. The younger sister Shuixiu is The fourth disciple of Master Shui Qingrou in the Hookah Pavilion."
"Qiao Weijie of the Mysterious Spirit Sect, a disciple of Master Lu Xuheng."
Lu Ping was stunned for a moment, this real Lu Xuheng Lu Ping had met on Frost Island, he was a well-known late forging alchemy cultivator of Xuanling Sect, and he also had hope of hitting the stage of Dharma.
"Fei Yu faction Han Fei, disciple of Master Zao Wou-ki."
When it was Lu Ping's turn, Lu Ping just said flatly: "Lu Xuanping from the True Spirit School!" He stopped talking.
Qiao Weijie sneered and said, "Your Excellency is very arrogant. You don't even need to introduce your own family background. I think Brother Lu will set up his own family in the future."
Lu Ping looked at Qiao Weijie, smiled faintly, but did not speak, his eyes were full of contempt. Qiao Weijie saw Lu Ping's expression in his eyes, and the hostility on his body became more and more fierce, but he was also afraid. Everyone in the waiter looked at him. In his eyes, no one said a word. The Xuanling faction and the Zhenling faction have been fighting for a long time, and the two factions occupy a special position in Beihai. In the battle between the two factions, the other factions mostly remain neutral or silent. Not involved either.
Qiao Weijie finally restrained his hostility, and just stared at Lu Ping with a pair of eyes that seemed to eat people, but Lu Ping was very calm, and filled the teacup with boiling spiritual spring water again.
Master Shuixiu saw that the fight between the two would not escalate, so he smiled and asked the other two alchemy cultivators: "The two are from Haiyuzong, my little sister is polite here, but I don't know what to call you? "
The two forging alchemy monks who came in together hurriedly stood up and returned the salute. Although their sects were well-known in Beihai, they were obviously not at the same level compared with the top ten sects. Among them, the monk in the middle of forging alchemy replied very politely. Said: "Fairy Shuixiu is polite, the two of you are indeed under the Haiyu Sect, and this is Qianshu, this is my younger brother Yang Sanyang, I have met all fellow Taoists!"
Lu Ping and others also attended the ceremony one after another. Although the Haiyu Sect is not a big sect in the North Sea, there is also a sect in the sect with the ancestor of Fa Xiang. People should also be treated politely, even if they cannot be wooed, they must not be easily turned against them.
Shuixiu saw that everyone knew each other, so she clapped her hands and said: "Since everyone has known each other, it is also due to fate. Now that there are no outsiders present, we can open the skylight and speak honestly. It seems that an ancient cave has been discovered, and judging from the sundries, these little friends may have gained quite a lot."
Except for Lu Ping, the eyes of several real people were fixed on Zeng Wu and the other six people. Standing in the tea room, the six people were sweating profusely, as if they were under a thousand weights on their backs.
Zeng Wu gritted his teeth and didn't speak, his complexion changed as if he had thought of the purpose of the real people, while the companions behind him were a little at a loss. Lu Ping reached out and brushed, and the monks felt relieved immediately. Zeng Wu gave Lu Ping a grateful glance.
Qiao Weijie snorted coldly and remained silent, and everyone turned their heads to look at Lu Ping. Real Shuixiu frowned slightly, and said, "Senior Brother Lu, do you have any disagreements?"
Lu Ping did not speak with a cold face, but Zeng Wu who was at the side suddenly took out a few things from the storage bag, put them on the table and said: "Seniors, this is a strange thing that this junior and others found in overseas caves. These things are now not only useless in the hands of the juniors, but also cause others to covet them in vain, therefore, the juniors intend to dedicate these treasures to the seniors, so that they can make the best use of them."
As soon as Zeng Wu's words fell, the faces of the five companions behind him changed, and one of the female cultivators even shouted, "Brother Zeng, no! This is a treasure that I only got after a narrow escape."
Zeng Wu said decisively: "Okay, I will explain this matter to you brothers and sisters later, so it is decided now."
The female cultivator didn't speak anymore, and the other companions also showed resentment, but they didn't have the courage to refute one or two in front of the real people.
Qiao Weijie glanced at Lu Ping proudly, but saw that Lu Ping just glanced at Zeng Wu, and there was a look of admiration in his eyes. Although Qiao Weijie was a little strange, he didn't care about Lu Ping's eyes, but said: "Brother Lu, It can be regarded as a dog taking a mouse, and people may not appreciate it!"
Lu Ping didn't pay any attention to Qiao Weijie's ridicule. Qiao Weijie found it boring, and stopped talking embarrassingly. Seeing that Qiao Weijie was deflated, the real person Shuixiu was afraid that the two would meet again, so he hurriedly said: "How about this, you two will each Give me the storage magic weapon, and I will only take away the useful things you found in the senior monk's cave. Of course, I will not take advantage of you in vain, and I will keep it. Download enough spirit stone pills for you to use for cultivation."
Zeng Wu's face turned pale when he heard the words. He knew that these so-called "senior masters" had already set their minds on the relics of the cave mansion they found. Experts will let them go because of their face, but at this moment, they have a deeper understanding of the cultivation world. The law of the jungle is an immortal truth in the cultivation world, but those who are really strong in the cultivation world are not those who practice. They are high-level monks, but they are the great masters of the giant faction. They are the predators standing at the highest level in the cultivation world.
Lu Ping frowned tightly. It's not that he disliked this kind of behavior. The high-ranking tycoons have always been the most profound executors of real stealing and plundering in the cultivation world, just like the large-scale Lingshi mine in Ice Island, which was originally monopolized by the top ten sects Afterwards, the top ten famous sects, which are second only to the top ten sects, united, but they only snatched three shares from the top ten sects. It's just that the high-ranking giants' level of stealing and plundering is too high, and ordinary monks can't feel it personally. It is impossible to empathize with this kind of inequality.
In fact, Lu Ping had already expected the actions of Shuixiu Zhenren and others, and he would not have the intention to stop him because of this. It would instead make Lu Ping isolated, but Lu Ping felt compassion at this moment, and he did not want these few days. A monk fell before his eyes for resisting this insult.
Sure enough, as soon as Master Shuixiu's words fell, a male cultivator behind Zeng Wu shouted angrily: "Too much bullying, too much bullying! I'd rather die than surrender!"
Master Shuixiu's previously smiling face immediately turned frosty, and Yang Sanyang, an early alchemy cultivator of Haiyuzong, scolded angrily: "Bold, you are courting death!"
After finishing speaking, he wanted to kill these six people, but before the real person Yang Sanyang could make a move, Zeng Wu and the other six people were suddenly surrounded by a dense blue light.
There were several screams in the blue light, and when the blue light dissipated, Zeng Wu and the other six looked at the expressionless Lu Ping in front of them with horror, and the other real people didn't know what happened in the blue light just now , only saw six more storage bags in Lu Ping's hands.
Lu Ping snapped the palm holding the storage bag, and several sharp sword auras split the six storage bags in his hand one by one, and all the things stored in the storage bags were scattered on the floor of the tea room.
Immortal Yang Sanyang's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to grab one of the black stones. A thick blue suddenly overflowed from the ground, submerging all the objects on the ground.
Master Yang Sanyang's pupils shrank when the blue halo spread, but he still grabbed the black stone submerged in the blue halo without hesitation, but the surface of his palm was also wrapped in a layer of thick flames like the sun's flame in.
However, just when the palm of the flame came into contact with the blue halo, the real Yang Sanyang snorted, and retracted his hand faster than he stretched it out.
Although Zeng Wu was imprisoned on the ground by Daoist Lu Xuanping and couldn't move, his vision was still there. He could clearly see that when the palm of his hand that was blazing with flames came into contact with the blue halo, the flames jumping upwards were strangely strange. It started to jump downwards, as if the flame on the palm was attracted to the bottom by the blue halo, and then was continuously swallowed by the blue halo. In just a moment, the palm of Yang Sanyang's flame was almost only the palm, but the flame was completely gone. However, the blue halo on the ground only had a layer of faint ripples, and instead of weakening, the halo became thicker.
Daoist Yang Sanyang looked at Lu Ping with an uncertain expression, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
Another monk of Haiyuzong, Qian Shu, coughed, and then said: "Junior Brother, you have missed Meng Lang this time."
After all, he bowed his hands politely to Lu Ping and said, "I don't know what kind of regulations Master Lu has?"
After Lu Ping made a move, for some reason, the water system, Qiao Weijie, and Han Fei from the Feiyu faction all kept silent.
Lu Ping waved his hand, and the several items sunk in the blue halo, including the black stone that Daoist Yang Sanyang intended to snatch before, were placed among the items handed over by Zeng Wu before, and then he said: "These treasures came from According to the preliminary understanding of this cave just now, these treasures should all come from the same cave, and the other things on the ground are the belongings of hemolytic monks, and they would not be able to get into the eyes of fellow Taoists, so I returned them to these small cultivators. It's dealt with."
Immortal Yang Sanyang snorted unwillingly, and then touched the hand that had almost penetrated into the blue halo before, a trace of poisonous gas in it had just been forced out by him, and turned into a curling and invisible fine thing: I didn't expect this There is actually a strong poison in the body's protective qi, but it took so much effort to force out this trace of toxin, and he almost lost his face in front of everyone.
Seeing that Lu Ping actually handed over the scattered things on the ground to Zeng Wu and the other six people, everyone had to look at each other in blank dismay. Could this be to let them go? You must know that this cave, Lu Ping and others have already seen it, there must be treasures inside, but the six hemolytic minor repairs obviously have no ability to dig it again, after being discovered by everyone, they have no choice but to get it. The Dongfu is given to others.
According to everyone's opinion, Zeng Wu and the others are obviously going to be silenced, because once these people are released to survive, the news of everyone going out to find the cave will definitely be revealed, and the city will be full of riots, and Lu Ping and the others will obviously not be able to eat alone.
Zeng Wu and the others had already closed their eyes and waited for death. Now not only have they survived a desperate situation, but they have even recovered part of their cultivation resources. How dare they have extravagant hopes.
Master Shuixiu frowned slightly, and said suspiciously: "Senior brother Lu, it seems a little inappropriate to do this?"
Lu Ping didn't answer, and asked Zeng Wu and the other six, "Which of you will be the guide?"
Zeng Wu gritted his teeth, and said: "Senior, this junior is willing to go, and please seniors spare these companions of this junior."
Lu Ping was noncommittal, but his eyes suddenly stared, and the five companions behind Zeng Wu lost consciousness at the same time, Lu Ping snapped his fingers outward, and the expression of the small man changed, and he realized that the restriction he had just had in the tea room followed Lu Ping's Suddenly, a hole was opened by snapping fingers, and the sound of snapping fingers came out of the tea room. After a while, there was a knock on the door of the tea room.
Master Shuixiu had no choice but to reopen the restriction on the teahouse, the door opened, and the owner of the teahouse stood under the door and saluted, "What are your orders, gentlemen?"
The shopkeeper of the teahouse stood outside the door with his eyes downcast, indifferent to the situation in the teahouse.
Lu Ping stretched out his hand and threw out a jade card, saying: "Send these monks to the Huangli Island of the True Spirit Sect and hand them over to Master Hu. Then you only need to hand over this jade card to Master Hu."
The shopkeeper of the teahouse responded respectfully, and then called a few tea boys to carry them out.
Reverend Shuixiu rearranged the restrictions in the tea room with some displeasure, and said: "Reverend Lu is really at ease, and he is not afraid that the shopkeeper will wake up these people first and reveal our whereabouts?"
Lu Ping smiled slightly, and said: "When Xuelan Palace is here, the shopkeeper of the tea house will not do stupid things."
Everyone in the teahouse felt terrified in their hearts. The distance from the teahouse in the mortal market to Xuelan Palace was eight or nine li away. That is to say, Lu Ping's spiritual cultivation at this time is no longer below that of a monk in the late stage of alchemy.