"It's quite interesting..."
The middle-aged man in front of him is surrounded by rolling energy, his eyes are like sharp blades, and his energy fluctuations are also very good. He has reached the fifth level of the martial arts realm, and he seems to be a master in the Shutuo tribe.
Although the middle-aged man was quite strong, he was not yet able to pose a threat to Fei Ren.
With Fei Ren's current strength, anyone below the seventh level of the martial arts realm is no match for him alone.
"Montu!"
On the side, facing the middle-aged strong man who came out halfway, the pockmarked young man's expression also changed slightly, as if he recognized the origin of the other party.
The middle-aged strong man is named Mengtu. Not only does he possess the fifth level of Yuanli cultivation in the martial arts realm, but he is also one of the elder guards of the Shutuo tribe.
What is an elder guard?
As the name suggests, they are the guards responsible for protecting the safety of the tribal elders. The Shutuo tribe has a population of tens of millions, among which there are only a few dozen elders.
These elders master the inheritance and secrets of the Shutuo tribe. They usually only live in the holy land of the Shutuo tribe and are protected by a large group of elders. As for Mengtu in front of them, he is one of the many guards.
As an elder guard, there is basically nothing to do except for some patrols and guard changes.
Therefore, Mengtu would often visit the trading market, trying to find some treasures.
"Lao Liu, except for this foreign boy, no one around this trading market will listen to your nonsense..."
"I think you have no money because of drinking and gambling, so you are cheating again?" His eyes moved away from Fei Ren. The next moment, Meng Tu also looked at the pockmarked young man named Lao Liu and sneered, with the same look in his eyes. Disdainful.
Although the other party's cultivation level is not high and his status is low, he is known to most people because he hangs around the trading market all year round and occasionally begs for things from some passing outside warriors, including Meng Tu in front of him.
"It turns out he is a little gangster..."
After being stunned for a moment, Fei Ren also looked at the pockmarked young man beside him, his expression thoughtful.
The other party is not too old, he seems to be only twenty-six or seventeen years old. However, his Yuanli cultivation is truly unsightly, and he is only around the eighth level of Zhonghe Realm.
With such a level of cultivation, let alone one of the five major tribes like the Shutuo Tribe, even if placed in a small tribe like the Thunder Snake Tribe, he would be a weak novice.
Now he finally understood why the pockmarked young man's cultivation strength was so weak. In addition to his low talent, there were other objective reasons.
"Mengtu, don't slander people! When did I lie to people? What I said is obviously true..."
At this time, facing Meng Tu's questioning, the pock-marked young man blushed and shouted, seeming a little angry.
It is true that he has done a lot of deception and deception in the trading market over the years, but he has his own principles when it comes to information.
No matter how poor he is and has no money to drink wine, the pockmarked young man will not sell false information to others. This is also one of his principles.
"What bullshit treasure legend! As the guardian of the elders, why have I never heard of this matter?"
However, after the pockmarked young man finished speaking, Mengtu crossed his arms and said disdainfully.
To him, the pockmarked young man in front of him was just a weak ant, and naturally nothing the ant said could be trusted.
As if he didn't want to talk nonsense with the other party anymore, Mengtu suddenly reached out and clenched his fist, and then said coldly: "Lao Liu, next time I see you lying to others, don't blame me for being rude..."
"Montu, you bastard...!"
Even though there were ten thousand curse words in his heart, when the words came to his lips, the pock-marked young man did not dare to blurt them out. He could only hold them back and his face turned red.
After all, the other party is one of the elder guards and has a high level of cultivation. He, a small Zhonghe realm warrior, is no match for him. If he dares to attack, he is seeking death.
"Silly boy, did you hear that? He is just a gambler who drinks and fools around. It's ridiculous that you believe this guy's lies..."
Meng Tu said calmly as his gaze shifted to Fei Ren next to him.
The other party was not only an outside warrior, but also had reached the level of a martial artist in terms of Yuanli cultivation at a young age. It was precisely because of this that he attracted his attention.
"Oh? I don't think so."
After the words fell, Fei Ren shook his head.
"What?"
Seeing this scene, Meng Tu's expression froze at first, then his eyes narrowed into thin slits, and his face gradually became serious.
He originally thought that the other party would suddenly wake up, but he did not expect that Fei Ren actually believed the news about the so-called Desert Dynasty treasure from the pockmarked young man.
"Boy, do you think I'm lying to you?"
“The ignorant are innocent.”
Ignoring Meng Tu's questioning, Fei Ren immediately turned around and said a few words, intending to leave the trading market here.
Now that he has obtained enough useful information, the elders of the Shutuo tribe may know some secrets about the treasures of the Desert Dynasty, so naturally he will not stay here any longer.
Moreover, there are no treasures that Fei Ren likes on the stalls in these trading markets.
"Boy, stop!"
Seeing that Fei Ren ignored his words and turned around to leave, Meng Tu's expression also changed slightly, and at the same time his figure flashed out and landed in front of him.
"Do you have anything else?"
Faced with Meng Tu blocking the way, Fei Ren frowned at first, and then said coldly.
Currently in the Shutuo tribe, he didn't want to hurt anyone unless he had no choice.
Although the Mengtu in front of him possesses Yuanli cultivation at the fifth level of the martial arts realm, he is not his one-in-one enemy.
"It's over, it's over, this kid is going to be in trouble, he dares to mess with Montu..."
"I heard that Mengtu is not only one of the elders' guards, but he is very powerful. He is also born with infinite strength. Even the ferocious wolves, tigers and leopards in the outside world were torn apart by his single hand. It's so terrifying...!"
"It seems like that kid came from outside. Are these outside warriors so stubborn now? Meng Tu has a very bad temper. If an ordinary person provokes him, it is tantamount to seeking death..."
At this time, facing the increasingly burning smell of gunpowder in the air, the surrounding warriors also cast their gazes in this direction, and there was a lot of discussion, and some of them had pity in their eyes.
"It's okay, I'm just curious about who you are and why you came to the Shutuo tribe to inquire about the treasure..."
Meng Tu's eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he snorted coldly, as if he didn't want to let Fei Ren leave easily.
"It has nothing to do with you, get out of the way."
Faced with Meng Tu's aura and pressure, Fei Ren's face remained calm and he said calmly.
He is not a religious man. If the other party insists on blocking the road, he doesn't mind letting Montu experience the fear of being close to death.
"Your Excellency! Meng Tu is one of the elder guards and a master of the fifth level of martial arts. Let's apologize quickly...!"
"Mengtu, it's all my fault for talking nonsense. If you have something to say, please don't do anything..."
At this time, seeing that both sides were ready to take action if they disagreed, the pockmarked young man also rolled over and ran over in a panic, speaking out to persuade the fight.
