Chapter 919 Peach Blossom Spring
In Peach Garden, under the unique trap, even the fourth and fifth rank spiritual fruits are right in front of your eyes, and it is difficult to find them, regardless of your cultivation level or the strength of your spiritual consciousness.
These are the rules and the limits.
Ye Bugui also knew this very well, so he had no choice but to adopt the most stupid method, picking off all the places where the peach blossoms were luxuriant, and all the monks passing by, as long as they were below the human limit, were all robbed by him.
As for the Extreme Human Realm, although Ye Bugui is anxious, he is not in a state of madness. With his current strength, he still has the strength to fight against the monks who are in the Great Perfection of the Open Source Realm. If he encounters the Extreme Human Realm, he can only escape It's been a while.
"Damn it, I don't have high requirements, just a third-grade spiritual fruit. Why haven't I found any of them yet?"
As time passed, Ye Bugui became anxious. He could wait, but Fang Jing couldn't afford it.
"Huh? Someone's here?" Ye Bugui's expression froze, and he jumped up to the top of the tree. At the same time, the nameless cloak slowly wrapped him, blending with the surrounding Taoyuan environment.
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"Senior Brother Yang, what are we doing here? The Martial Arts Stage is nearby, why are we still wandering around here?" A monk in yellow complained.
"What do you know? This is an order from the sect. Do you dare to disobey it and want to be labeled a traitor?" Senior Brother Yang snorted coldly.
The yellow-clothed monk's complexion changed drastically. Anyone who was labeled as a traitor couldn't calm down, so he quickly explained.
"No, no, I don't have the guts. It's just a pity for you, Senior Brother Yang. You are all at the extreme human realm. If you step on the martial arts stage, you will catch up with Senior Brother Mingzhu in less than three years."
However, there was still a strong sourness in the words. In his mind, they had already arrived near the martial arts platform, and they were restricted by the Zongmen's order and could not get close.
No one will be in a good mood if this opportunity to soar into the sky is forcibly suppressed like this.
"What do you know? It's really short-sighted. If this matter is successful, let alone the Yanwu Stage, the entire peach garden will be the private property of our Qiantao Sect. By then, wouldn't it be easy for us disciples to set foot on the Yanwu Stage?" Taiwan cultivation." Senior Brother Yang said contemptuously.
"What?" The friar in yellow froze on the spot, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time, apparently also confused by the sudden news.
"Our Qiantaomen... Is this going to make a big deal? Impossible, this peach garden... has been around for thousands of years, so many great powers want to be taken away, but no one has the ability up to now." The yellow-clothed The monk faltered and said.
Why should we?!
Of course, this sentence is from his heart, it's not that he doesn't believe in Zongmen's ability, but this matter is really unbelievable.
"I also accidentally heard about this matter from my master. You'd better not tell it, or you will end up worse than treason." Brother Yang warned solemnly.
Senior Brother Yang obviously knew that he had slipped his tongue, and his huge spiritual consciousness carefully scanned the surroundings several times to make sure that no one else was eavesdropping before he heaved a sigh of relief.