"What are you dreaming about? How can the mountain run by itself? Put on the mask, you just sucked in too much dust and your mind is not clear... Oh, my mother!"
The monk's voice at the edge of the mine stopped suddenly. He looked at the mine that was moving rapidly from the distance and rubbed his eyes vigorously.
"I haven't heard that there is a mine with legs in the Hanyue Secret Realm. Has it given birth to intelligence?"
The next moment, several people saw clearly, "There is someone under the mountain!"
Even though the figures are still too small compared to the mountain, it is undeniable that there are indeed several tiny figures under the mountain.
Behind the shiny mine, dozens of spiritual attacks rushed directly under the lifted mine. Those spiritual attacks were like evil tigers chasing down the mountain. Their power in the air was not diminished, but they fell far away. In the eyes of the audience, it becomes a strange mine streamer, even like the tail dragged out by the burning mine.
The monk turned around and called out, "Hey, senior sister! Come and see! There is a group of people carrying the mine and running away!"
A female cultivator in black clothes came out after hearing this, "Where are you?"
When they turned around, they found that the mountain had suddenly disappeared.
"Are you daydreaming?" The woman slapped the two people on the head, "Where did the mountain come from?"
"No...Senior sister, there really was one just now! Ergou also saw it..." The monk felt aggrieved.
"The food is ready, let's eat, and when we're done we'll go out and explore."
"Okay." The monk hurriedly turned around, thought of something and muttered softly, "I'm not kidding, I really saw a group of people running away carrying a big mine."
boom! A huge explosion made several people look back again. An explosion of flames and smoke on the road not far away buried all the people and spiritual beams in sight.
The land in the mining area was already filled with dust and smoke. Now, with such continuous explosions, it continues to be like a sandstorm, with thick smoke billowing and sand scattered.
Looking back, the monk found a group of people on the table next to the stove supported in the mine.
"Oh my God! When did these people come?" Ergou's eyes widened and he subconsciously took a step back.
"One hundred high-grade spiritual stones, one table of food." The voice of the young man sitting in the middle was steady and cold, "We have been waiting here for food, right, Fellow Daoist Sheng."
The woman in black was stunned for a moment when she heard this, withdrew the spiritual power in her hand, and raised a smile, "The guests have been waiting for a long time, Ergou, hurry up and serve them food!"
Yuan Ye hurriedly put on his loose robe, "Is this really useful?"
"It's hard to say." Yan Qing tied up the laces of the ordinary gray robe he took out, and pressed down the cuffs of his sleeves. The head popped up and turned into a frightened oriole. "But what does the junior uncle say?" .”
Yuan Ye quickly took out a sack and covered the colorful little peacock.
Xia Tian Wusheng stuffed two pills into Mo Lin, who had spent the most money, "Resurrection Pill and Qingben Zhengyuan Pill."
Ni Jinxuan hurriedly put on her burqa and pulled off her mask, "Senior sister, why is the explosive effect of that elixir so strong?"
"Because it contains Yuan Ye's explosion talisman and your senior brother's thunderbolt." Xia Tian calmly held Lin Du's pulse, his eyes were slightly focused, and his voice was trembling, "Little uncle?"
Three pots of vegetables were brought up. Lin Du picked up the chopsticks with one hand and said, "Eat."
Sheng Yan looked at the group of people who had finished changing their clothes in just a few breaths, and had no doubt that the carrying of the mines that a few people mentioned just now might have been done by this group of people.
The six people picked up the bowls and chopsticks at the same time, picking up the vegetables and picking up the rice.
When the Hai Clan searched here, they came across a table of people eating and serving dishes and meals.
There were only six people at the table, and all of them were dressed differently from the group of people who fled carrying the mountain. The aroma of cooking fumes and food made it impossible for them to smell anything familiar. Only one person caught their attention.
There are not many monks in Zhongzhou with gray hair. The one who just carried the mountain was one, and now there is one sitting on this table.
A few pairs of eyes that didn't see much white were staring at the white-haired young man on the table. The man was sitting in front of the simple dining table with a gap. He was dressed in heavy black brocade and wide sleeves, which pressed his skin to reveal an invisible white. The wind blew the long hair that was spread like ice and snow, and the white ribbon that covered the eyes was blown into the air by the visitor's energy, as bright as ice jade, just like an immortal descended into the world.
"Several of you...we are working with the Chamber of Commerce to cook for the stewards and miners. We are not opening a restaurant in a secret place. We cannot sit down to eat unless we have made a reservation in advance."
Feng Yan stood in front of the Hai Clan with a spatula in hand, the face of a chef who was impatient due to being overly busy.
If the original feast was just a guess, it has now been confirmed that it must be the Supreme Sect's group who carried the mine.
Several sea tribesmen were fighting in their hearts between heaven and man, and they were mumbling the language of the sea tribesmen.
"There's a white hair here!"
"But her temperament is completely different from the one just now! She is still blind!"
"That too."
"And the auras on their bodies are full of energy. They don't look like they are running for their lives."
"Such a large formation and forced movement will consume a lot of money. It is impossible without internal injuries."
"Probably not, go look inside!"
"I think it works!"
A group of sea people took one last look at the people on the table. They could sense that there were many people here. If they really wanted to fight, although it was not impossible to win, it would still be troublesome.
If that group of people took the opportunity to run away, that would be the biggest loss.
After the arrogant aura of the Sea Clan had gone away, the people on the table became active again, "You don't do seafood?"
"We want to do it, but seafood is more perishable than meat, so forget it." One person explained, "And do you really want to talk about cooking seafood in front of the sea people?"
"That's their food too." Yan Qing said, feeling something pecked in his sleeve. He lowered his head and saw the head of an oriole. It was obvious that the bird had no expression, but it felt like it had vicissitudes of life written all over its face. humiliation.
On the other side, the gray sack twisted and moved crazily, accompanied by an anxious "Ah! Ouch!" sound.
Ni Jinxuan's eyes widened, "Is the peacock's cry so unpleasant?"
Yuan Ye looked silently at the young master who was banging his head in the sack and couldn't get out, and sighed.
Even pigs know how to escape, so why can't a bird escape from an open sack?
He kicked the bag and said, "Young master, you will come out in human form."
"Oh..." Yue Han turned into a human form, barely found the opening, got out, and asked angrily, "Why do we have to turn into prototypes?"
"Because you are not low-key enough and your acting skills are not good enough." Yuan Ye stretched out his hand and picked him up.
On the other side, Huang Xuan also turned into a human form, his face even more ugly, "Is this your method?"
"Just tell me if it's useful, right? Those sea tribesmen are so strong that they forced my senior brother to pull his sword out of its sheath. Although it's not impossible to escape, we don't have enough spiritual power or physical strength."
"This is called cleverness. Do you understand the life-saving skills of us ordinary people?" Yuan Ye picked up the chopsticks again, "Is it possible that you alone can beat those sea tribes?"
Huang Xuan hesitated to speak, his face turned black from holding back, and he could only stand aside.
If the young master hadn't insisted on joining them and voluntarily turned into a prototype after hearing their request during the escape, he would have flown as far as the young master with him.
Yue Han's eyes sparkled, "You guys are so awesome! You actually got rid of the pursuers right now!"
"It's okay, it's okay. The basic skills are all taught well by my junior uncle. Sit down and sit down." Yuan Ye stretched out his hand to pull a bench for him.
When Yue Han heard this, he looked at Lin Du. The man was still holding his rice bowl, with some blood spilling from the corners of his lips.
Ergou had just obeyed the senior sister's instructions and brought a large bowl of rice when he saw the fairy-like white-haired young man vomiting blood while eating.
His hand holding the iron basin trembled slightly, "No...fellow Taoist...don't eat it, I'm afraid..."
"Our food is not poisonous! Fellow Taoist, I beg you not to eat it! We really are not, we don't have it! We don't want the spirit stones, so don't extort money!"
