Jiang Cha's tone was a little low, "These are what they got from robbing the caravan. I have a good friend who makes a living as a businessman. He was encountered by robbers not long ago. Not only was he robbed of his things, but he also lost his life."
"I don't know if this group of robbery cultivators are the ones who attacked my friends, but now that they have all been wiped out, I feel happy."
Chen Yanzhi did not expect that there would be such a problem, "Whether it is true or not, once these robbers are eliminated, monks and caravans will be much safer in the future. You have done a great thing."
In addition to the two of them, there are a few monks who are busy, so I don’t want to say much, but I will join them after saying a few words of emotion.
Chen Yan pushed the pile of spiritual rice towards the central hall.
While passing by a stone cave, she heard the sound of fighting. It was not very loud, and it was obvious that the sound was suppressed deliberately.
Someone is fighting for something?
She didn't want to get involved, so she turned around and walked back while pushing the things.
This cave is connected in all directions, so you can still walk by changing paths.
After taking a detour for a while, when we arrived at the main hall, we didn't see Cao Yingtang. Only Qi Zhaoxi was counting things in the middle.
Chen Yanzhi handed the spirit rice to Qi Zhaoxi for statistics.
Although Xu Xin said at that time that the spoils of war would be distributed according to contribution, they could not divide these things much. After all, the two monks in the early stages of foundation building were solved by Cao Yingtang.
They can get at most 20% of it, but it's not a lot. Chen Yanzhi estimates that it can have a thousand spiritual stones.
"boom!"
Cao Yingtang didn't know when she came to the entrance of the main hall. She threw a monk in with a heavy muffled sound.
Chen Yanzhi, who was chatting with Qi Zhaoxi, was shocked.
She turned around and saw that this man was a disciple of the sect, named Zhou Wu, who was at the eighth level of Qi training. At this time, he was in a state of embarrassment, with a bruised nose and swollen face. He had obviously been beaten severely.
Cao Yingtang was exuding air-conditioning and said slightly angrily: "You are a bastard who only knows how to fight in a nest. After returning to the sect, you will go to the Law Enforcement Hall to receive your punishment. All the gains from this battle will be cancelled."
Zhou Wu grimaced in pain, and his heart froze when he heard Cao Yingtang's words. All his hard work was in vain.
He lowered his head silently, "Yes."
But he didn't dare not listen to Cao Yingtang's words. If he had known better, he wouldn't have been greedy to grab the things belonging to the casual cultivator.
Cao Yingtang threw another storage bag to Mu Xin, who was following her with a nervous expression, "Since you found it, return it to the original owner."
The law of the jungle is normal in the world of immortality. If there were other circumstances, Cao Yingtang would not care.
But now, just after fighting side by side, she attacks her companions for a little thing, under her nose, and this kind of behavior cannot be tolerated regardless of emotion or reason, especially the disciples of the sect, and must be dealt with seriously.
Chen Yanzhi suddenly realized that it seemed that the sound of fighting just now was caused by these two people.
This matter spread very quickly, and soon all the monks knew about it, and they all felt nervous and did not dare to do anything.
When meeting each other, it is also polite.
At noon, the inventory of things was basically completed.
There are about 5,000 kilograms of spiritual rice, and the rest of the ores, spiritual objects and other things are worth a total of 4,600 spiritual stones, which is a little less than Chen Yanzhi estimated.
At this time, noisy voices were heard outside the cave entrance. Chen Yanzhi looked around and saw that it was the people sent to help from the town.
There were about ten people in total, and the leader was also a disciple of Wanxuan Sect.
It was the handyman disciple she knew named Yang Zhi who had given a first-level high-level spiritual fruit as a gift when the workshop opened.
After saying hello to this person, she quickly went in to inform Qi Zhaoxi.
The harvest this time was good. Although they were all low-level spiritual objects, they were many and took up space.
There are also seven or eight tribulation cultivators whose crimes are not punishable by death. These must be brought back to the town and sent to the Yanyang Stone Mine for mining. Someone must watch them.
There were only sixteen of them in total, and several more died during the battle. There was a shortage of manpower, and they would definitely need help.
After everything was packed up, a group of people stood at the entrance of the cave with the heavily laden Humpback Beast.
Cao Yingtang glanced at the crowd, pondered again, and ordered a few people to come out, "Qi Zhaoxi, Jiang Cha, Yang Zhi, A Wan, Wang Shi, and Chen Yanzhi."
"You guys will take two humpback beasts and show off slowly on the road, and see if you can catch a few gangs of robbery cultivators."
"yes."
The big ones have been wiped out, and there are still some scattered ones. Anyway, along the way, before the incident at Shitou Ridge is spread, we can trap as many as we can, and there is no need to be moral towards Jie Xiu.
On the open road, six people and two beasts, well-dressed, with goods piled up, walked slowly, which was very eye-catching.
"I've been walking for a long time and I haven't seen any Jie Xiu come. It's really boring."
A Nian held a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth and looked impatient.
Qi Zhaoxi said calmly: "Jie Xiu is cunning and may not take the bait. We just need to walk back slowly. It's the best if we encounter him. It doesn't matter if we don't encounter him."
Chen Yanzhi smiled and said: "Since you are bored, I would like to give you an idea."
"What?" Awan replied casually.
"If you push a pile of goods alone on the road, you might meet an unsighted Jie Xiu, who can also help us test things out."
"I think it's good." Qi Zhaoxi agreed.
"This is acceptable."
"agree."
"I actually think there may be too many people, which makes Jie Xiu worried."
There were six people in the group, and five of them agreed that A Wan would go alone.
Awan raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's gang up and bully me."
But he was still very excited, all he wanted was a stimulation.
Finally, with Awan's connivance, everyone gave him some goods and let him go on the road alone.
Cao Yingtang was carrying him with a spiritual weapon when he arrived, and it didn't take long to arrive, but now he was carrying a lot of things and walking, so it was indeed much slower.
As we walked, as we walked, it got dark.
A Wan didn't know which one he ran to. The messenger talisman given to him was useless. He didn't know whether he didn't encounter Jie Xiu or because he didn't feel there was any danger.
Everyone casually found a forest to rest, looking unprepared, and even made a fire to cook.
Jiang Chahui has a lot of cooking skills. He dug out the fresh grass big horn beef from the storage bag, put it on a whittled wooden skewer and started grilling it.
After a while, the aroma of burnt meat hit his nostrils, and Chen Yanzhi felt a little drowsy after smelling it. She bit into pieces of the lotus seeds in her mouth, and a cool breath rushed straight to the top of her head.
She fell to the ground and began to fall asleep.
Qi Zhaoxi and others also fell to the ground like her.
Several black-clad and masked monks crept out of the woods, their swords and magic weapons shining coldly in the moonlight.
These young people were too unprepared, and they were easily tricked by a little Youmengxiang.
The person came and slashed Chen Yanzhi's neck with a knife.
She tilted her head to the side and missed the target. She gave the person a toothy smile, and the cloud waves she had prepared rushed straight into the person's chest.
In an instant, pieces of meat fell and blood dripped.
"Sorry, I didn't get hit."
Pushing away the exhausted black-clothed Jie Xiu.
She looked at the others, all looking at ease.
Only Yang Zhi, who had the lowest cultivation level, was only at the sixth level of Qi training, and she was facing a Jie cultivator who was at the seventh level of Qi training.
