The person who came was a cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. With a surge of his true energy, he waved his hand and knocked Yue Linyuan's flying sword aside, leaving the last person behind.

"Uncle Master!"

The last remaining cultivator rushed to the side of the Nascent Soul cultivator in one step, his eyes flickering and he was still in shock.

"Greetings, uncle-master. This little thief's swordsmanship is too powerful. Several of my brothers have been harmed by him!"

The cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage was a middle-aged man with a square face. He glanced at the young man in black who was cautious and alert, ready to fight at any time, and then turned his gaze to Yi Ming and the other three who were about to leave.

"My friends, didn't you hear my disciple's request for help just now?"

"Huh?" Yi Ming looked back in surprise. Was this an attempt to accuse him?

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"A few fellow Taoists."

"It is fate that we meet by chance today. We are just touring the nearby scenery and are in need of someone who is familiar with the geography. I wonder if Young Master Yue can show us the way?"

This was when he descended from the sky, full of vigor and vitality as he reached the middle stage of Condensation Realm.

Hmm, not a Qi Refining Stage cultivator? Could it be a Condensation Stage cultivator who was walking around for nothing?

At this time, the black-clad young man Yue Linyuan, who had originally revealed a determined look in his eyes, suddenly ignited a glimmer of hope. Seeing Rong Jin suddenly stuck, Yi Ming knew that he was too confident just now and didn't pay attention to them at all. As a result, he discovered something was wrong when he was about to find trouble.

I am...

There is no doubt that this was the result of Yi Ming and his four companions watching the man in danger without helping.

"Wushan Sect?" Yi Ming paused, thought about it, and raised his eyebrows in disdain, "Never heard of it!"

Bai Rongrong and the other girls also left, and Luo Shi also greeted Yue Linyuan.

However, Yi Ming was unwilling to leave at this moment, and answered seriously, "We just heard it, and then what?"

Rong Jin's cheeks twitched and he was met with four pairs of smiling eyes.

Rong Jin couldn't help but step forward and interrupted the greetings between Yi Ming and Yue Linyuan. He looked at Yi Ming and said, "This Yue Linyuan is a wanted man by my Wushan Sect. I hope you can forgive me and give Wushan Sect some face. I will be very grateful."

Unable to see through his cultivation level, is it above the middle stage of Condensation Yuan?

He was not really stupid. The four people in front of him were obviously people he could not afford to offend. He now hoped that these four people would ignore his words and leave here quickly.

Rong Jin twitched his lips, "Fellow Daoist, you are joking. Fellow Daoist and our Wushan Sect have no friendship. Saving you is a favor, and not saving you is a duty. How can I force you to do that?"

Among these numerous sects, there is no name of Wushan Sect, which means that Yi Ming can afford to offend Wushan Sect.

"After we parted at Doujian Cliff, I thought you were picked up by Mingjian Mountain. I didn't expect you didn't go up the mountain."

He saw that Yi Ming and the other three were not flying, so he subconsciously thought that they were only at the Qi Refining stage.

Rong Jin, "..."

However, after Yi Ming and Bai Rongrong ignored his own strength and questioned him instead, he suddenly realized that he could not see through their cultivation levels.

So after rescuing the last person in the sect and ensuring that the young man in black could not escape, he immediately scolded him and prepared to establish his authority.

"Well, it's nothing. I was just asking casually." Rong Jin said dryly, and then immediately looked away.

In other words, the leader of Wushan Sect is only at the Condensation Stage? Yi Ming's eyes lit up, thinking that he was indeed not the protagonist, otherwise he would have advanced to the early stage of the Golden Core Stage, how could he encounter an opponent of this level again?

The remaining disciple of Wushan Sect glanced at his uncle-master and swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Before coming to the Central Region, he had done his homework. There were many sects ruled by cultivators in the early Jindan stage, and their numbers rose and fell from time to time, making it difficult to count. Apart from these, he had an idea of ​​the other sects, such as the six great sects like the Hun Tian Sect, the Qian Xin Sect and other sects with Jindan ancestors, and the Ming Jian Mountain, Tu Ling Sect and other sects with Jiedan ancestors.

Yi Ming smiled and shook his head, "That's just being modest. I've only seen two people with better swordsmanship than you."

…

There was a flash of bitterness in Yue Linyuan's eyes, but he smiled slightly. He did not relax, but held the flying sword in his hand and slowly approached Yi Ming.

"What do you mean, sir?" Bai Rongrong narrowed her eyes, with a hint of danger in her voice.

The half-step earth-level Hong Tao sword...

Rong Jin suddenly wanted to slap himself twice.

He is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul cultivation. Even compared with the late stage of Qi Refining, there is a gap of one big realm and one small level. Therefore, no matter how secret the Qi Refining cultivators use to restrain their aura and hide their cultivation, it is impossible for them to hide it from him.

There was sarcasm, teasing, indifference and doubt in those eyes, but the only thing missing was panic and fear.

Yi Ming couldn't help but smile. He no longer paid attention to Rong Jin, but waved at Yue Linyuan.

I just heard from you that you also came down from Doujian Cliff? Coincidentally, the leader of my sect also has friends in Mingjian Mountain.

Moreover, the leader of our sect holds the half-step earth-level Hong Tao sword and is proficient in swordsmanship. If you want to practice swordsmanship, you can also join me in the sect.

"Of course, it's an honor for me!" Yue Linyuan's eyes lit up.

so……

Rong Jin raised his eyes, squinted, and looked at Yi Ming and the other three, but suddenly found that he could not see through their cultivation levels.

"Do you want to avenge your disciples?" Yi Ming asked curiously.

I'm sure that the Sect Master and fellow Taoists will feel that they have met too late."

Yi Ming waved his hand nonchalantly, ignoring the threats or attempts to win over Rong Jin, and turned and left.

He was not really stupid, as he saw the cold sweat oozing from his uncle's temples.

Yue Linyuan glanced at Bei Xueqing, who was standing next to Yi Ming and exuding a cool aura, and knew that she was one of them.

"Thank you for your concern, Senior. My sword skills are crude and shallow, and my cultivation is low. How can I be worthy of the attention of Mingjianshan?"

Yi Ming felt extremely comfortable in his heart. Now he could call others "friend".

Rong Jin had just flown over and heard the last cry from afar, but when he arrived it was already too late. The monk who had just asked for help had already died.

Rong Jin's cheeks twitched, and he held back his anger, "I apologize for my words that offended you just now, but I must take this little thief back with me, so please help me."

Yue Linyuan glanced at Rong Jin cautiously, then followed him in a few steps, keeping a distance of less than ten feet from Yi Ming, following him closely, which made Luo Shi laugh.

"Uncle Master?"

Seeing Yi Ming and his companions walking away, the remaining cultivator from Wushan Sect looked at Rong Jin unwillingly.

Rong Jin swallowed his saliva, but had no intention of taking action. Instead, he waited until Yi Ming turned a corner and his figure was obscured by the mountains and forests and could no longer be seen. Then he took out the mother-and-child sound recording stone and reported what had happened here to the sect.

(End of this chapter)