The atmosphere was tense, and it seemed like a fight was about to break out at the slightest disagreement.
The handsome young monk confidently stepped forward, bowed, and said with a slight smile, "You must be the thieves from the True Dragon Stronghold in Kunwu Mountain, right?"
The fierce man in black robe and triangular eyes saw that the male cultivator had an extraordinary demeanor and spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly, so he suspected that he was a disciple of a big sect who came to play in disguise, and the fierceness on his face subsided a little.
"That's right, I'm from the True Dragon Village. Kunwu Mountain is the territory of the True Dragon Village. Which sect are you from?"
"Haha," the male cultivator chuckled softly and said proudly, "My brother and I are disciples of the Small Stone Gate in the south. I am a humble cultivator, having cultivated for less than six years. Last month, I luckily succeeded in establishing my foundation. Today, I came to Kunwu Mountain to obtain some red copper to refine tools, and to bring my little sister out to learn from me."
"Little Stone Gate?"
The fierce man with triangular eyes frowned and pondered for a moment. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out which sect or school this small stone gate belonged to.
He knew all the famous sects near Kunwu Mountain, but he had never heard of Xiaoshimen.
Obviously, Xiaoshimen is just a small and insignificant sect.
Think of this.
The fierce man with triangular eyes couldn't help but grin, sneering, "I thought you were disciples of some great sect, but you're just two worthless bastards. So, today's theft of our copper mine can't just go unpunished."
Talking.
The fierce man with triangular eyes stepped forward with a knife and was about to attack.
The male monk immediately raised his hand and said loudly: "Wait a moment"
"Don't wait any longer, just wait and die! Haha"
The man with triangular eyes raised his neck and laughed wildly.
"Wait a minute! I brought silver with me." The male monk quickly took out two bulging coarse cloth purses from his backpack, held them high in his hands, and said loudly, "These two purses contain a total of 600 taels of silver. Take them all. My sister and I will dig two more pieces of red copper ore and then we will leave on our own."
"Six hundred taels?" The fierce man with triangular eyes sneered, "Are you sending away a beggar? Besides, if I kill you and take the silver, it will be the same. And that little girl behind you is so pretty. She will stay in Zhenlong Village and be a dog for the masters from now on."
After hearing this, the young female monk was so frightened that she staggered and pitifully grabbed the clothes of the senior brother in front of her.
The young monk's face, which had been relatively calm and indifferent, suddenly turned cold.
As the eldest brother.
I will never allow my junior sister to be bullied by anyone.
The bandits in front of me are really going too far.
"I was planning to reason with you guys, but now it seems like, huh! You really can't reason with thieves."
The young male monk snorted coldly and said coldly.
"Listen up, everyone. My cousin is Liu Feifan, the disciple of the third elder of Yanling Sect. You may not have heard of Xiaoshi Sect, but you must have heard of Yanling Sect. If any of you dare to touch a hair of my junior sister today, my cousin will definitely not let you off easily!"
"Yanling Sect, Liu Feifan?"
Triangle Eyes muttered something at first, and then started discussing in a low voice with the person next to him.
The Yanling Sect did know.
In this area, it can be considered a well-known sect.
Zhenlong Village is not afraid of those mainstream sects, but they are usually too lazy to offend them. In the past, as long as the disciples of the nearby mainstream sects came to mine, they would just give them a few hundred taels of silver as a token of their appreciation, and the two sides would live in peace.
There was a small moment of discussion.
They actually thought about who Liu Feifan was.
Just eight or nine days ago.
After a young disciple of Yanling Sect was stopped by them, he was frightened like a frosted eggplant before the fight even started. He apologized, kowtowed, and offered to pay money.
The coward's name seems to be Liu Feifan.
Triangle Eyes and the people around him were discussing Liu Feifan's identity.
The young male cultivator stood confidently in his place, whispering to the petite and cute junior sister behind him, "Don't worry, junior sister. My cousin reached the third level of foundation building three years ago. He's much more powerful than me and the most powerful cultivator our Liu family has produced in the past six hundred years. Moreover, my cousin was accepted as a disciple by the third elder of Yanling Sect half a year ago. These bandits won't dare to act rashly!"
"But..." The young monk clung tightly to the young monk's back, raised her delicate white hand, and pointed at the fierce bandits across from her, "Why are those bandits laughing?"
The young monk's face remained calm, and he said calmly, "No need to overthink it, Junior Sister. Even if they don't give my cousin face, whoever dares to hurt you today must first step over my dead body!"
At the same time.
The fierce man with triangular eyes also finished discussing with the people around him.
He raised his knife and pointed it at the young monk, laughing loudly: "Boy, don't think about your cousin. Your cousin is even worse than you. You don't know how much of a coward your cousin is. Haha, just wait and die!"
Finished.
The fierce man with triangular eyes gave an order: "Everyone, come at me!"
Boom boom boom.
Waves of air exploded from the bodies of a dozen or so black-robed bandits, like a dozen cannonballs, and rushed towards the handsome male monk.
"Junior sister, you run away first, I'll stop them!"
The handsome male monk drew out the golden sword at his waist with a clang.
boom.
The aura of a cultivator at the initial stage of foundation building suddenly spread out in all directions with the handsome male cultivator as the center.
"Stone Gate's sword, the mighty fighting spirit, the surging heart, fast! fast! fast!"
The handsome male monk was muttering something, and waves of aura were emanating from his body.
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