Daoist friend, you are a treasure, let me refine it for you

The young monk followed all the way to a deserted land outside Fangshi.

"You are in pain, suffering from your own weakness, and hating their tyranny."

Lin Jinya looked at the young monk who had followed him all the way, and was now in confusion and pain.

His injuries were caused by Qi Zhe and Zhao Kaiyang, and his Taoist companion was also snatched away by them.

The reason is that this young monk was chosen by them as a key part.

The young monk nodded at a loss. The old man in front of him seemed to be very wise.

"You should take the healing elixir first."

Lin Jinya took out a pill to prevent other effects from the broken arm injury.

In the grateful eyes of the young monk, Lin Jinya continued to speak: "Are the monks of the sect nobler than us? They all refine the spiritual energy of the world and turn it into magic power. Just because they are disciples of the sect, they have no shortage of skills. There is no shortage of elixirs, no shortage of spiritual energy, and with the power of numbers, they can bully us like pigs and dogs.”

Lin Jinya's words struck a chord in the young monk's heart, and the resentment that existed in his heart was easily provoked.

"They deserve to die. They are talking about searching for evil cultivators. They themselves are evil cultivators!"

"That's right, but they are confident. They have masters and fellow disciples, but we casual cultivators only have ourselves. Now, the monks from the sect outside are killing us at will. Isn't this a betrayal of our original intention of cultivating!"

The young monk looked at the excited Lin Jinya and asked the key question: "Then what should we do? The sect monks have so much confidence, how should we, the casual cultivators, face them?"

"It's very simple. Those who don't want to be oppressed unite. We support each other and share the same hatred. As monks of their sect, we don't dare to bully us."

"Like...those monastic orders?"

"No, just like those sects. Loose cultivators are like tiny stars in the sky. If the stars gather together, they can compete with the bright moon. My son, go and unite with those who are also being bullied and intolerable, and gather the stars to overwhelm the bright moon."

"The stars gather together to suppress the bright moon..."

The young monk thought about Lin Jinya's words and looked up again. There was no one in front of him. Only a jade plaque with a cross star pattern was left. There was a sentence behind it. If you encounter something unknown, you can go somewhere to find it. he.

"A master hermit?"

The young monk put the jade tablet away. The old monk's words were still swirling in his mind, but he was still a little confused about what to do.

He doesn't understand how to be like a sect, but if a small group is gathered, he can still do it.

Among casual cultivators, it is not uncommon for casual cultivators to stay in groups, usually two, three, or four or five monks. Among casual cultivators, no one wants to provoke such a group, for fear of bringing trouble to themselves.

"Brother Lin, you just left like this and didn't you give that kid some guidance? I don't think he is very smart."

Qi Zhe and Zhao Kaiyang were guarding the female cultivator they had captured, and Lin Jinya returned unexpectedly.

"If you get along too much, your secret will be revealed. And it's better to do this kind of thing if you have his stupidity."

Lin Jinya stroked his beard. Only fools would do stupid things. If you were a shrewd person, you would understand that there is no such thing as a casual cultivator force.

When they unite, they will just become another "sect". At that time, other casual cultivators will appear.

And if you want to accomplish this kind of thing, it is very dangerous for those who stand out. People who stand out do not have enough strength, but they can easily encounter unexpected events.

"As long as you are sure about this kind of thing. Then what should you do with this female cultivator? You can't put it back."

Zhao Kaiyang pointed to the female monk who was snatched away by them, that is, the young monk's companion.

The few of them didn't do anything to her, but just keeping her here like this was not an option. They needed to pay attention to her at all times.

"It's a pity that he looks very young and is not a monk who is close to his life. Otherwise, he can give it to Mr. Xie. Just kill him. That little kid is very serious. He will understand what he is going to do in a few words. This female cultivator also It has no use value.”

Lin Jinya waved his hand. He had left this female cultivator behind because he wanted to use it to arouse the young monk's anger.

In the end, he only used a few words to sway the monk emotionally and accept his plan.

Female cultivators are naturally not needed.

"Don't kill me! Three seniors, I don't want to die, please."

When the female cultivator heard that she was going to be killed, she immediately burst into tears and begged.

The three of them were unmoved, and one of them used magic to kill the female cultivator who could not resist, and erased all traces.

Killing a monk is perfectly normal.

They have never been kindhearted people. Opening restaurants and casinos, trading land and crops, and operating mines are all businesses that eat human blood.

After killing the female cultivator, several people also destroyed the costumes disguised as sect monks, and then quietly left the place.

Next, it is to see whether this casual cultivator force can be successfully formed, and Lin Jinya and others will also have to provide some guidance in secret.

"Unite..."

Zheng Xuanfeng returned to Fangshi. At this moment, Fangshi was both lively and depressed.

The reason for the excitement is that the casual cultivators are afraid of meeting the sect monks alone outside. If they are not lucky enough to offend them, they will really suffer. Therefore, a large number of casual cultivators gathered in Fangshi.

The reason for the depression is that all the casual cultivators are very quiet and do not even dare to talk about the sect cultivators.

I was afraid that a hidden monk from the sect would suddenly jump out and say that he was an evil cultivator.

Zheng Xuanfeng is still thinking about those words. He has always been poor at understanding, so he will keep thinking about things he doesn't understand in his mind.

Bang--

"You don't have eyes? Can you hit me with this?"

Unintentionally, Zheng Xuanfeng bumped into a monk. After the monk glanced at the one-armed Zheng Xuanfeng, he immediately got angry.

"I... was thinking about something, and I'm deeply sorry for bumping into fellow Taoist."

Zheng Xuanfeng bent down to apologize and wanted to bypass the other party.

"Stop, do you want to run after hitting someone?"

The man refused to let go and grabbed Zheng Xuanfeng.

"Fellow Taoist, it was just an unintentional act. Why are you holding on to me? Is it because of my broken arm? I am injured, so I am not a monk of the sect, so you can bully me. Is it possible that you, Taoist friend, belong to King Li Hulei?" Family disciple?"

Zheng Xuanfeng, who was dragged, did not struggle, but asked instead.

"You don't care who I am. If you bump into me, hand over the spirit stone on your body."

The monk stared fiercely, strengthened his hands a bit, and shouted in a threatening voice.

"You are an evil cultivator. Only evil cultivators can steal people's spiritual stones and threaten other cultivators like this."

Zheng Xuanfeng's face was expressionless, but his words instantly attracted the attention of the people around him.

"You...what are you talking about? I am not an evil cultivator. I am Li Anxing, a monk from the Li family. How can I be an evil cultivator?"

The monk's face showed fear, he quickly let go of his hand and plunged into the crowd to escape from this place.