"Then the scene ahead is what the Eye of the Future sees, and the opportunity depends on me not being able to catch it.∈♀"

The Eye of the Future, one of Bai Fengjiu's biggest trump cards, has seen what will happen in a certain clip in the future, and has also made corresponding preparations.

Twelve puppets surrounded him and came to this magical area covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters.

Looking around, hundreds of monks had appeared here, each of whom was shining with sharp aura, and they were roughly divided into five sects.

The Six Gate, the Beiming Family, the Fenghuo Immortal Sect, the Yuquan Dao and the last sect are all casual cultivators. Among those casual cultivators are Tan Wenlong and Du Qianxue. They seem to be in the same camp as Liu Shumen.

It is normal to think about it. Although they are martial scholars, they do not have an official position. This time they came to seize the benefits and opportunities. Naturally, they cannot join one of the Six Gates, otherwise who will get what they get? Moreover, the Six Gates may not necessarily like them.

Bai Fengjiu analyzed it and did not go alone, but walked towards the side of the wandering cultivator, with a calm expression, completely ignoring Du Qianxue and Tan Wenlong, a look of meeting for the first time.

He had already used the power of mountains and sea jade plates, completely obscuring his spiritual thoughts and bloodline composition, and no one could see his origin.

It was very smooth for him to integrate into the casual cultivator, and no one stopped him. The number of casual cultivators was as high as forty. The other four forces combined were only a dozen people in each sect, and there were not many puppets around him.

The Beiming Family Puppets are only about eighty, and it seems that they consume a lot during the sixth level trial. The six gates are the most, with more than one hundred alchemy puppets, followed by the Fenghuo Immortal Sect and Yuquan Dao, both of which are about one hundred people. The number of casual cultivators themselves exceeds forty, and the base is large, so there are naturally many puppets, exceeding three hundred, but how many are there to each person.

The total number of alchemy puppets is only 800, while the number of alchemy puppets guarding around the Renyuan Cauldron is more than 3,000. This is a completely unequal lineup.

Time passed slowly, and major forces were communicating internally. The Beiming family even arranged troops and arranged formations. A young man commanded the others to form a battle formation of more than 100 people.

These battle formations are compact, and their vitality rises, emitting a huge threat. The other three forces are also doing similar things, all organizing their own strengths, and waiting for the people of their own forces to enter here.

At this time, more than 40 people among the wandering cultivators looked at each other. Their origins were complicated, but they had no connection with the four forces.

Among these people are old and young, the old are in their fifties and sixties, and the young are in their teens and twenty years old. For example, Tan Wenlong, Du Qianxue, and Bai Fengjiu themselves all belong to this kind of person.

At this time, only an elderly monk said, "Everyone, everyone has a clear purpose when they come here. No one can break through the three thousand alchemy puppets in the front alone, even if the four forces unite, our status is of great importance. With my experience, it may not take long before they will unite to find us and ask us to be cannon fodder."

These people are all human spirits, especially the old men. I heard one of them say, "Aoki Mu San, don't keep it a secret. If you have any attention, just say it. This is the oldest place and you have been living in this monk world for the longest time."

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man, with fluctuations of vitality filled with earth and gold, and some fluctuations of qi and blood. He was an ordinary master.

Qingmu Sanren smiled calmly when he heard this, "I do have some opinions, I don't know if you are interested in listening."

Tan Wenlong raised his eyebrows and said, "If you have something to say, don't keep it here."

Tan Wenlong's tone was fierce and his body was covered with arrogance, which made people feel fear at first glance. The Qingmu Sanren seemed to know who Tan Wenlong was. Although he was unhappy in his eyes, he felt a little afraid.

After making the sound, Aoki Sanren said: "Everyone understands that the Renyuan Dao has a huge opportunity, and we casual cultivators cannot afford it. The real protagonists are those big forces. Even if the treasures are here, most of them have families and careers. Unless you abandon everything and leave with the treasure cauldron, it will be a fate of destroying the family."

"Instead of fighting for the human Yuan Da Cauldron, we might as well compete for some suitable things. The Baiyao Real People is known as the Dan King, and has countless alchemy practiced in their lifetime. I believe that there must be still pill resources here. We can reach an agreement with the four forces. We will get pills and they will compete for the treasure cauldron. At that time, forty of us will share various pill resources equally, and each person's income will probably exceed hundreds of thousands of gold."

Qingmu Sanren immediately hit everyone's thoughts. At least half of the people here are people with family businesses in various parts of the Southern Palace, and the other half are real casual cultivators. They also know their shortcomings and shallow foundations. Compared with those high-ranking clans and sects, they are just people in the miscellaneous. If these forces are provoked, most of the world will not have their place to stay.

Including Tan Wenlong and Du Qianxue, they were silent for a moment. Although they were the one who dominated the Hornet Town and the other ridged Changping City, they were still far behind the real aristocratic families. Although the Human Yuan Ding was not a magic weapon, it was also the top magic weapon. Moreover, its ability to refine Human Yuan-level elixirs independently was a source of chaos. Without strength, there was only a dead end.

Only Du Qianxue and their Du family may still save this thing, but Du Qianxue also knows that the Renyuan Dading is a disaster, not a wealth.

At this time, Bai Fengjiu stood up, and an inexplicable spiritual will filled her body, which instantly alarmed all the casual cultivators, looking at him one by one.

Having attracted everyone's attention, Bai Fengjiu said: "I agree with what Qingmu Sanren said, but these people from major forces are not that easy to talk to. If we want to negotiate terms, we may still show our strength. These hundreds of alchemy puppets are our bargaining chips. Each alchemy puppet has magic. As long as everyone works together to command the alchemy puppet like a finger, even those four major forces will retreat."

"And we have the resources and bringing these alchemy puppets back, it means that there are a few more masters in the bloody coagulation realm in our family. I think it is not a loss to add to the family's background."

Bai Fengjiu took the advice of Qingmu Sanren and quickly made a deeper suggestion, attracting everyone's attention. Then he continued: "When we want to be united, we need a temporary leadership to form strength. Otherwise, a mess will only be defeated by the four major forces and eventually become their cannon fodder. I think you will not be willing to become someone else's stepping stone."

Qingmu Sanren looked at Bai Fengjiu, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes and said, "This little friend is very handsome, but his spiritual cultivation is so deep that he is definitely not inferior to the genius disciples of various sects. I don't know where the master goes."

This question has profound meaning. Aoki Sanren made an opinion, and the purpose was to be the leader of the casual cultivator. Although it was only temporary, when it was time to divide the spoils, he could naturally get one more and no one would say anything. He also had a family member and wanted to find more resources for himself. Now Bai Fengjiu suddenly appeared, but he was in a position to seize his right to speak.

Bai Fengjiu smiled indifferently and said, "You are wrong in guessing this. You can only kill ninety-nine long-body people. You can only rely on the curse of the bloodline of the long-body people to condense your soul. You are not considered a genius, but you are persevering."

Speaking of this, Bai Fengjiu changed his voice and did not give Qingmu Sanren any chance to speak, "I don't talk nonsense. Among the forty people present, whoever has the highest cultivation level will be the temporary leader. What do you think? The leaders of the four major forces are all elites, and the bloody coagulation method is the ninth level. If you can't suppress them, everyone should know the consequences."

When everyone heard this, they were shocked, and at the same time, the idea of ​​fighting for the temporary leader in their hearts was instantly reduced. As Bai Fengjiu said, as the leader, they must face those elite figures in negotiations. If they are not strong enough, they will be humiliating themselves.
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