"Yes, it is better to unite the efforts of all our families and forcibly suppress the dissatisfied casual cultivators than to have the magic beads taken away for nothing. Even if they are swallowed, there will be no time to refine them, and the magic beads will have to be disemboweled. Take it out!" The head of the Liao family said with a cruel smile.
Lu Xiaotian felt a chill in his heart when he heard it not far away. Fortunately, there was a mysterious barrier in his body that could accommodate spiritual objects, otherwise it would be really dangerous. However, he is used to putting all spiritual objects in the barrier. The storage bag is just for show. It is empty inside hanging around his waist. There is not even a low-grade spiritual stone. This is not normal for a casual cultivator who ventures into the mountains.
Moreover, his arm just fell next to him, and everyone around him looked over. Lu Xiaotian had an idea and cursed, "Damn it, I don't know who took away the magic beads. After working for several days, I didn't even get a hair. Now the best treasure is gone. Pick a few pieces of magic beads." Stone can recover the losses."
Hearing Lu Xiaotian's words, the others suddenly woke up. Yes, most of them were running for the magic beads and demon pills. Now they are all taken away. So much time was wasted, but fortunately there are still a lot of water-type and ice-type spiritual stones at the bottom of the lake. If you are lucky, you can also find one or two rare refining ores. No matter what, let’s pick some benefits first.
Lu Xiaotian put several worthless spiritual herbs and a few spiritual stones into the storage bag.
Looking up, he saw the strange man with long eyebrows and the head of the Liao family looking in his direction, as if they wanted to remember the people nearby. Then the leaders of several major cultivating families and a group of casual cultivators left each other. While the casual cultivators were busy at the bottom of the lake, these family leaders and the leaders of the casual cultivators led their own teams and had already defended the lake. Side road.
Lu Xiaotian raised his head and glanced at the leaving people, then joined the treasure hunting army at the bottom of the lake.
The bottom of the lake is not very big, it can accommodate thousands of people, and there is still a certain range of activities. However, when they were busy fighting for magic beads and demon pills before, not many people paid attention to the scattered spiritual objects under their feet. Now the most valuable The treasure was gone, and the cultivators started searching for it, digging three feet into the ground. The bottom of the lake was quickly plundered. There was nothing left at all except silt and some weeds.
However, when these casual cultivators wanted to go ashore and leave, they were already blocked by the heavily guarded family cultivators by the lake.
"Why, why don't you let us pass?" Someone immediately shouted dissatisfied.
"You are a cultivating family from Wangyue City. You are very wealthy, but do you think that the cultivators in your family are great? We have twice as many people as you. If we really want to take action, you can't hold it back!" Another master from the seventh level of Qi Refining said The bearded cultivator roared angrily.
Lu Xiaotian smiled secretly in his heart. He had seen this bearded casual cultivator harvest a piece of ore, and the value was not lower than his Zhiwu mine. Seeing the family monks blocking him by the lake, he naturally gave up. It can be seen from the anger among the casual cultivators that the conflicts between them and these family cultivators did not form in a day or two.
"In order to kill this fourth-level crystal toad, the monks in our family have paid a lot of money, but now the magic bead has been secretly stolen by an unknown person. We only need the magic bead, and other spiritual objects will not touch you at all."
A majestic and stern young man wearing black spiritual armor was followed by dozens of guards, all in armor. These were the monk army of Wangyue City.
After a burst of uproar among the casual cultivators present, they gradually became quiet. Even the guarding officers of Wangyue City stood up to speak and brought so many people over. Ordinary family cultivators could still open their eyes based on reason, but the cold young man It represents the huge organization behind Wangyue City.
"No, we don't agree. Wangyue City already has unwritten rules. Spiritual objects obtained from adventures in the mountains belong to individuals. No one has the right to forcefully ask for it, unless you want to rob it openly!" A refiner! The old man in the late stage of Qi said angrily.
"Yes, we don't agree!" A large number of casual cultivators responded.
"If you don't agree, that's not up to you. I would like to reiterate that as long as someone hands over the magic beads, we guarantee that we won't keep anything else. However, if someone wants to take the lead in making trouble, they will be enemies of our Liao family!"
"They are also enemies of our Guo family!"
As the family monks reported their names one after another, the voices of the casual monks became obviously weaker.
"I'll show you, there isn't much anyway, just take a look." A young man with a childlike face, who was obviously a novice entering the mountain for the first time. There were only a few spiritual stones in the left and right storage bags, and there was nothing interesting. Spiritual objects of value. There is no need to have a conflict with these family monks.
"Asshole!" The old man who was in the late stage of Qi Refining with him glared angrily when he heard this. The young casual cultivator quickly turned his head, not daring to look at him.
"Why, is it fun to bully young people? This little friend is reasonable. I make the decision. You can go to our Liao family's weapon refining workshop and get a 20% discount on spiritual weapons." The head of the Liao family is a very resourceful person. He took two steps directly in front of the young casual cultivator, blocking the old man's piercing eyes.
"That's right, our families have joined forces to run all industries such as elixirs, exercises, spiritual weapons, etc. The first 100 casual cultivators who cooperate can go to the mission family to buy things and enjoy a 20% discount!" Soon, others The owner of the house also proposed similar measures.
There was an uproar among the casual cultivators present. Spiritual weapons and techniques were something that monks had to spend a lot of money to buy. The middle-grade spiritual weapon in Lu Xiaotian’s hand cost more than 60 spirit stones. With a 20% discount, he could save more than a dozen dollars. , this can already save a lot of spiritual stones for a casual cultivator.
Many people are like this young man. They don't have many valuable things in their storage bags, so it doesn't matter if others take a look. Those who are really opposed to it are mostly those who have a lot of money and are afraid of being targeted. After all, there are too many people cheating in casual cultivation. It's just that such people are only a minority among casual cultivators. Quite a few people are attracted by the preferential policies proposed by these families. After all, getting the top 100 places will save a few months of life and death in the Moon Mountains for some of them. So he took the initiative to open the storage bag and let others inspect it.
As someone took the lead, the casual cultivators who were originally a ragtag group soon lost their hearts. They saw that these family cultivators were indeed just observing the whereabouts of the magic beads and had no other intentions. Although I was unwilling to do so, I had no choice but to open the storage bag.
More and more people are leaving. Although there are some who have a tough attitude left, they are no longer enough to compete with the family alliance, so they can only admit it with pinched noses.
Lu Xiaotian followed the team, and the person responsible for checking his storage bag was a young woman wearing armor and a strong figure. Seeing that there were only three or two spiritual stones and one or two spiritual grasses in his storage bag, he muttered, "Why bother bothering yourself if you are so poor?"
"Giggles, does Sister Hong think of him as a rich husband?" A younger woman next to her covered her mouth and laughed.
"Who says it's not? It's a waste of my charming eyes." Sister Hong, a heroic young woman, yawned and said boredly.
Lu Xiaotian put away the storage bag, rubbed his nose, and walked away awkwardly among the crowd of casual cultivators. It was not his fault that there were few things in the storage bag.
