Chapter 53

"Yes, it's better to combine the strength of our families to forcibly suppress the disobedient casual cultivation than if the Dharma beads were taken away in vain. Even if they were swallowed, there was no time to refine them, and they had to be taken out after opening their stomachs!" Liao family leader said with a grimace.

Lu Xiaotian was cold when he heard it not far away. Fortunately, there was a mysterious boundary in his body that could accommodate spirits, otherwise it was really dangerous. However, he is used to putting all the spiritual objects in the enchantment. The storage bag is just a pose and hung around his waist. It is empty. There is not even a low-grade spiritual stone. This is not normal for a casual monk who takes an adventure in the mountain.

And just now the arm fell next to him, and everyone around looked at it. Lu Xiaotian had an idea and scolded, "shit, I don't know which guy took the magic bead. He hasn't caught one after working for several days. Now the best treasure is gone. Pick up a few spirit stones to recover the loss."

Hearing Lu Xiaotian's words, the others suddenly woke up. Yes, most of them ran to fazhu and demon pill. Now people have to go. It's a waste of so much time. Fortunately, there are many water systems at the bottom of the lake. The spirit stone of ice system. Fortunately, one or two rare smelter ores can be found. Anyway, pick some benefits first.

Lu Xiaotian put several worthless spirit grass and several spirit stones into the storage bag.

Looking up, I saw the strange man with long eyebrows and the owner of the Liao family looking at his direction. It seemed that he wanted to remember several people nearby. Then several Xiuxian families and their leaders left with a group of sanxiu leaders. When the sanxiu people were busy at the bottom of the lake, these family leaders and sanxiu leaders led their teams and had guarded the main road by the lake.

Lu Xiaotian looked up and looked at the people who had left, and then joined the treasure hunt army at the bottom of the lake.

The bottom of the lake is not very big. It can accommodate thousands of people and has a certain range of activities. However, when they were busy competing for magic beads and demon pills before, considering that there are not many people scattered with spirit objects at their feet, now the most valuable treasure has disappeared. They scattered to search and dig three feet. The bottom of the lake was quickly ransacked. There is nothing but mud and some weeds.

However, when these scattered monks wanted to go ashore and leave, they had been blocked by the heavily guarded family friars by the lake.

"Why, why don't you let us pass?" someone immediately shouted discontentedly.

"You are the Xiuxian family in Wangyue city. You are rich and powerful, but do you think the family friars are great? We have twice as many people as you. If you really want to start, you can't help it!" another big beard sanxiu with seven layers of Qi refining shouted angrily.

Lu Xiaotian smiled to himself. He saw that the bearded casual repair had harvested a piece of ore, which was not worth less than his Zhiwu mine. Seeing the family friar stopped by the lake, he naturally quit. It can be seen from the anger of the scattered monks that the contradiction between them and these family monks did not form in a day or two.

"In order to kill this fourth level crystal toad, our family friars paid a great deal, but now the magic beads have been secretly stolen by unknown people. We only want the magic beads, and other spirits won't move you."

A cold and dignified young man dressed in black spirit armor, followed by dozens of bodyguards, all in uniform armor. These are the friars' army of Wangyue city.

After a burst of uproar, the casual practitioners at the scene gradually quieted down. Even the city guarding officers of Wangyue City stood up and spoke, and brought so many people. Ordinary family friars can still keep their eyes open according to reason, but the cold youth represents the huge organization behind Wangyue city.

"No, we don't agree. There are already unwritten rules in the moon watching city. All the spirit objects obtained by adventure in the mountain belong to individuals. No one has the right to ask for them forcibly, unless you want to rob them openly!" an old man in the later stage of gas refining angrily said.

"Yes, we don't agree!" a large number of casual practitioners responded.

"If you disagree, you can't help it. Once again, as long as someone hands over the magic beads, we promise not to move anything else. However, if someone wants to take the lead in making trouble, it is against our Liao family!"

"It is also against our Guo family!"

As a group of family friars reported their names one after another, the voices of the scattered monks obviously weakened.

"I'll show you. Anyway, there aren't many things. Just look." a young man with childish face is obviously a novice entering the mountain for the first time. There are only a few spirit stones in the left and right storage bags, and there are no valuable spirit objects. There's no need to conflict with these family friars.

"Asshole!" the old man in the later stage of gas refining heard the speech and stared angrily. The young scattered cultivation hurriedly turned his head and dared not look at him.

"Why, is it fun to bully young people? This little friend is reasonable. I'm in charge. You go to our Liao family's refining workshop to refine weapons and buy 20% discount on spirit weapons." Liao family's owner is a man of great means. He directly stopped the young people's casual cultivation in two steps and blocked the old man's piercing eyes.

"Yes, our families work together to manage all industries such as pill, martial arts and spirit tools. The top 100 casual practitioners can go to the mission family to buy things and enjoy a 20% discount!" soon, other family owners also put forward similar measures.

There was an uproar in the field of casual practice. It took a lot of money for friars to buy spiritual tools and skills. The medium-grade spiritual tools in Lu Xiaotian's hand cost more than 60 spiritual stones, and 20% discount can save more than a dozen. This can save a lot of spiritual stones for a casual practice.

Many people are like this young man. There are not many valuable things in the storage bag. It doesn't matter if you let people have a look. Most of those who really oppose strongly are those who are rich and afraid of being watched. After all, there are too many people crossing the goods in the scattered repair. However, such people are only a few in casual practice. A considerable part of them are attracted by the preferential policies proposed by these families. After all, they get the top 100 places. For some of them, they can spend less time in the moon watching mountains. So he took the initiative to open the storage bag for people to see.

As someone took the lead, the scattered monks who were originally a mob soon lost their hearts. Seeing that these family friars were really just looking at the whereabouts of fazhu, they didn't mean anything else. Although unwilling, I had to open the storage bag.

More and more people are leaving. Although there are only some tough people left, they are not enough to compete with the family alliance. They can only recognize it by holding their nose.

Lu Xiaotian followed the team. The one in charge of checking his storage bag was a young woman in armor. Seeing that there were only three or two spiritual stones and one or two spiritual grasses in his storage bag, he muttered, "what are you doing so poor?"

"Giggle, does sister Hong regard him as a golden turtle's son-in-law?" a younger young woman nearby covered her mouth and smiled.

"Who says no, waste my eyes." the heroic young woman Hong yawned and said bored.

Lu Xiaotian put away the storage bag, touched his nose and walked away awkwardly. He left in the scattered repair crowd. It was not his fault that there were few things in the storage bag.