However, Zhang Yuan doesn't want to tell them the truth yet.
The next moment, Zhang Yuan took out six talismans made from the true blood of the seventh-level demon from the Wanling Dharma Realm.
"If you carry this Yin and Moon Talisman with you, neither the Demon King nor the Golden Immortal can see you. Using this Talisman in times of crisis can increase your demonic power by at least one level."
Yuan Ling and others took the Yin Yue Talisman and put it away carefully.
Under the leadership of Zhang Yuan, the group came to a street lined with shops in the north of the city.
Because young and middle-aged men disappeared one after another, there were not many people on the street at noon.
Zhang Yuan stopped in a small square with a lot of people, and said to the six disciples: "You six, catch a pair of swordsmen, remember, you can only use the upper moves, not the demon power, and suppress the Tianyuan Sword at the same time. Use your own spiritual energy to disguise yourself as an ordinary warrior. Let’s get started!”
The next moment, the six people followed Zhang Yuan's instructions and used their pure strength to fight with swords, catching and killing each other, while Zhang Yuan shouted vigorously from the side.
"Dear old friends, we are artists from the south. We make a living by selling our skills. Today we arrived in your place. Please take care of us. Those who are rich will support us financially, and those who have no money will support us personally."
After hearing Zhang Yuan's shouts and seeing how handsome these boys and girls were, the people around them slowly gathered around.
Yuan Ling and the others are indeed very much like entertainers, dancing a set of exquisite and mysterious Hunyuan swords in a messy manner, and only the sound of "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping," swords can be heard.
The onlookers were all ordinary people. They couldn't see the doorway and could only watch the excitement and keep making waves of cheers.
After dancing for more than half an hour, Yuan Ling and others stopped, and Zhang Yuan lifted up the hem of his clothes and walked towards the onlookers and said: "Dear old friends, please be generous and give us some silver coins so that we can buy some food. Fill the stomach."
After hearing this, the people watching suddenly lost interest, shook their heads and left.
"Don't leave in a hurry, everyone? There are some unique skills behind you! Give me some silver coins!" Zhang Yuan said with an anxious look on his face.
When the onlookers had dispersed, not a single copper plate fell into Zhang Yuan's lifted lapel.
Peacock couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Master, how pitiful! I yelled for a long time, but I didn't even get a penny."
Among the six major disciples, he is the only one who dares to talk to Zhang Yuan like this. There are only peacocks.
"Master didn't receive the silver because our sword dance was not good." Zixuan, the most honest person, said.
"You dance very well." Looking at the empty small square, Zhang Yuan said, "Let's go! Go have a meal and find a place to sleep after eating."
After having dinner in an inconspicuous small restaurant, Zhang Yuan took his disciple into a small inn and just bought a room.
Everything he does now must match his current identity.
An artist who has not received even a penny cannot naturally eat high-end meals and stay in luxury hotels.
After entering the room, Zhang Yuan said to his disciples: "You six go to the Dharma Realm to rest, and I will stay here by myself."
"Master, this is..."
"Don't talk too much and hurry up to the Dharma Realm!" Zhang Yuan interrupted Peacock.
The six people did not dare to say any more and entered the Wanling Dharma Realm.
Zhang Yuanze lay on the bed with his clothes on.
Lure the snake out of its hole!
This is the strategy Zhang Yuan decided after thinking deeply.
Although he didn't know what those unknown people were doing by capturing young men, Zhang Yuaneng could guess which of the cities in Shatuo Kingdom had young men and which ones didn't. The people who captured them must have gone through some investigation. of.
He ordered six disciples to dance with swords in public, just to show off and attract attention.
In addition to the peacock, the six men are young and handsome, and should be very suitable for the unknown person's appetite.
Oddly enough, the night was quiet.
However, Zhang Yuan has a lot of patience. He does not believe that he and his five young and strong disciples cannot penetrate the eyes of unknown people.
Early the next morning, Zhang Yuan called his disciples out of the Wanling Dharma Realm, ate some food in a tavern next to the inn, and took his disciples out again to find a crowded place in the east of the city. Local sword dance.
This time, Zhang Yuan and his disciples stayed there all morning.
In addition to himself, Zhang Yuan also asked his disciples to take turns shouting, and asked Changjun and Yinglong to perform the Kung Fu of breaking stones with their palms, showing that they were very powerful.
Changjun and others had already guessed the master's thoughts, and they all cooperated hard, showing off their clumsy strength to the fullest.
Just this morning, Zhang Yuan discovered someone.
A middle-aged man about forty years old.
The whole morning, this person watched the performance of Chang Jun and others. When Zhang Yuan lifted up the hem of his clothes and walked up to him to collect the money, he generously threw a piece of silver into Zhang Yuan's lapel.
"Thank you, brother, thank you, brother." Zhang Yuan tried his best to show the demeanor of an old man.
At such a close distance, Zhang Yuan clearly sensed a powerful pressure. This pressure was not caused by demon power, nor was it the aura refined by human monks, but an evil aura.
What surprised Zhang Yuan was that this evil aura actually contained the essence of immortality.
However, Zhang Yuan's expression showed no abnormality at all. He sincerely expressed his gratitude and walked towards the hunchback next to him.
When the hunchback saw Zhang Yuan approaching, he turned around and left.
"Brother, brother, it's not too late to leave with some money!" Zhang Yuan said loudly.
"Go! Go! Go."
The hunchback reached out and pushed arrogantly, causing Zhang Yuan to stumble.
Peacock quickly ran over, supported Zhang Yuan, and said angrily: "Hey, if you don't give me money, how can you beat someone?"
Zhang Yuan waved his hand and said: "Sister, we are traveling in the world. Don't provoke the local people, otherwise, you will definitely get into trouble."
This performance is really lifelike.
In the afternoon, Zhang Yuan took Yuan Ling and others to find a crowded place in the south of the city to perform.
Here, Zhang Yuan discovered another person, a young man.
When Zhang Yuan lifted up the hem of his clothes and walked over to him to ask for a reward, he also sensed an evil spirit from the young man's body.
At this moment, Zhang Yuan had an idea in his heart.
He boldly guessed that the missing young men must be related to these people with evil and fairy aura.
When it was almost dark, Zhang Yuan took his disciples to fill their stomachs in a small shop and then returned to the inn.
This time, Zhang Yuan did not tell his disciples to enter the Wanling Dharma Realm with words, but gave a signal with his eyes.
Seeing the serious look on the master's face, Yuan Ling and others guessed that the master must have discovered something.
After the disciples entered the Wanling Dharma Realm, Zhang Yuan undressed and lay on the bed again.
More than two hours later, Zhang Yuan suddenly heard a slight sound of wind, and then he found himself trapped in a dark light.
