Chapter 195 Leaving the Secret Realm [Thanks to the Half-Page Book Alliance Leader, The World Is Like a Chess Game]

Soon, the three and Lu Ziying noticed someone coming.

The three's faces changed slightly, and they all looked at Xia Daoming.

When they found that the aura emanating from Xia Daoming was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

But Lu Ziying shouted with surprise: "Uncle Master!"

"Uncle Master?" The three's faces changed again, and their eyes showed doubt.

But soon, the three of them had a tacit understanding and suddenly dispersed, surrounding Xia Daoming.

"Who are they? What's going on?" Xia Daoming seemed not to notice the three's intentions, and asked casually while walking towards Lu Ziying.

"We are disciples of the Spirit Blade Sect, and there is nothing to do. We just ask you to leave your storage bag and then let you go." One of the tall and thin cultivators who had reached the perfect state of Qi Refining said condescendingly.

"Everyone is talking about cultivators from the north of Wanluo Immortal Mountain, neighbors. Aren't you afraid of causing a fight between the Lu family and the Lingdao Sect after you go out by doing this?" Xia Daoming frowned slightly.

"Both sides fight? Do you have the courage to do that? Besides, what happened in this secret realm is unfounded, what's the point of you talking about it?" A woman with a snake-like face at the eighth level of Qi Refining said sarcastically.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense! Leave the storage bag, you still have a way to survive, otherwise we don't mind spending some effort to keep you here." The cultivator with perfect Qi Refining said impatiently.

This place is not very big, there are nearly a hundred people entering the secret realm, and if time is prolonged, someone may pass by.

However, Lu Ziying is at the ninth level of Qi Refining, his magic power is pure and strong, and he practices earth-based exercises, and is best at defense. With the strength of the three of them, it will take some effort to deal with Lu Ziying.

The Qi-refining Perfected cultivator did not take action directly, thinking that it would be better to save some effort.

"Can't you let us go for the sake of being fellow practitioners of Wanluo Immortal Mountain and let each of us find our own opportunities?" Xia Daoming looked at the Qi-refining Perfected cultivator and asked helplessly.

"Humph, it seems that you will not cry until you see blood. Well, then you will stay here!" The Qi-refining Perfected cultivator sneered, his eyes full of murderous intent.

When the other two saw the leader speak, they also immediately showed murderous light in their eyes, and the true Qi and magic power in their bodies surged. With a flip of their palms, they already grabbed a magic weapon in their hands.

But at this moment, an extremely terrifying aura burst out from Xia Daoming.

A force like a rolling river rushed out, split into three in the air, condensed into three dragon claws, and grabbed the three people respectively.

Each dragon claw covered a radius of several feet.

The momentum was like a mountain pressing down on the top.

The three people immediately turned pale.

The Qi Refining Perfection cultivator reacted the fastest, and a flying knife magic weapon shot out.

However, just as the flying knife rose, it was gently patted by the dragon claw, and the light scattered and fell to the ground.

The next moment, the dragon claw had already grabbed him like an eagle grabbing a chick, and hung him in the air.

The other two, one at the ninth level of Qi Refining and the other at the eighth level of Qi Refining, did not even have the chance to release their magic weapons before they were grabbed by the dragon claw and hung in the air.

The three people were suspended in the air, looking at Xia Daoming's calm and peaceful face, and they were simply heartbroken.

They never dreamed that a guy who seemed to have only the seventh level of Qi Refining would be so perverted, just gently reaching out his claws in the air and grabbed all three of them.

"Senior, spare me, senior, spare me! We are blind, we are blind!" The snake-faced woman reacted quickly and begged repeatedly with tears in her eyes.

"Senior, spare me, spare me!" The other two also suddenly came to their senses at this time and quickly followed suit to beg for mercy.

"Why bother! I have already explained to you that we are all fellow practitioners of Wanluo Xianshan and neighbors, so let us go, but you didn't listen and forced me to use force.

Now you turn around and beg for mercy, don't you think it's too late? Last time, Elder Luo Li of your Lingdao Sect and his granddaughter Luo Ying were also so aggressive and refused to give up, and the result was..." Xia Daoming said this and shook his head with regret.

"No! No! Senior, don't!"

The three of them were so scared that their souls flew away when they heard this. They struggled repeatedly and screamed for mercy almost hysterically.

At this moment, they realized that Elder Luo Li of their Lingdao Sect died at the hands of this person, and they actually took the initiative to come to his door to die!

But the dragon claws clenched suddenly, and their screams stopped abruptly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The bodies of the three fell to the ground like sandbags.

Seeing the three bodies fall to the ground, Lu Ziying shuddered all over, but soon recovered, quickly stepped forward, and skillfully groped the three bodies.

In the mine tunnel of Hanxing Valley, she had cooperated with Xia Daoming many times and was already familiar with this.

Soon, Lu Ziying had three storage bags and three magic tools in her hands.

"Keep them for yourself, let's go." Xia Daoming said lightly.

"Thank you, uncle master!" Lu Ziying was very surprised and hurried to thank him, but she didn't pretend to be polite to Xia Daoming.

She now knows the gap between herself and her uncle master.

This harvest is a huge sum of money for herself, but it is nothing to her uncle master.

Moreover, she had secretly made up her mind several years ago that she would work hard for her uncle master in the future, so there was no need to be polite.

Now Lu Ziying's only worry is that her uncle master's strength is advancing by leaps and bounds, and the gap between the two will become larger and larger, and she must catch up as soon as possible.

The two quickly left the scene and continued to look for opportunities while "picking up".

The place is so small, and there are only so many opportunities.

Others find that opportunities require a lot of fighting to get them, especially for slightly larger opportunities, which are even more difficult to get, and there is even the risk of casualties.

However, Xia Daoming and his companions picked them up as soon as they saw them, and their speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

Everyone soon found that opportunities in the secret realm were becoming more and more difficult to find.

Sometimes, people can only find a pile of opportunities worth more than ten spirit stones in an incense stick of time.

If you are luckier, you often have to go through a fierce fight to find opportunities worth nearly a hundred spirit stones.

And there are only eight incense sticks in two hours.

There are also many people to share.

In this way, except for the first hour, some people with better luck can collect two or three hundred spirit stones, and those with poor luck can only collect dozens of spirit stones. In the second hour, it is very good to collect opportunities worth fifty or sixty spirit stones, and most people only collect opportunities worth twenty or thirty spirit stones.

Even poor Mo Rujun and Mo Shouzhe were disturbed by Xia Daoming. Not only were they terrified in their search, but they only picked up a bunch of opportunities worth five spirit stones, and almost nothing was gained.

And the opportunity in this secret realm only comes once every sixty years.

And it is said that last time, most people gained hundreds of spirit stones, and even a few lucky ones earned thousands of spirit stones.

Thousands of spirit stones, let alone for Qi Refining cultivators, even for cultivators in the early and middle stages of foundation building, are a considerable amount.

Therefore, before entering the secret realm, everyone was full of hope, thinking about making a lot of money, and some people even spent a lot of money to buy the right to use the token from others, just to take a gamble.

As a result, people found that the rumors were all lies.

There are very few opportunities in the secret realm.

Only a few lucky ones have gained three or four hundred spirit stones, and most people have gained only tens to hundreds of spirit stones, and very few people have gained almost nothing.

The top of Wanluo Peak.

The moon was high in the sky, and the stars were sparse.

Under the moonlight, there were thirty or forty people standing.

More than half of these people were in the foundation building stage, and a small half were in the perfect Qi Refining stage, or at least the ninth level of Qi Refining. They were the cultivators who came to welcome their children after learning the exact time of the opening of the secret realm.

Most of them were well-known figures in Wanluo Xianshan.

Before, the time of the secret realm opening was not determined, so they just asked their children to wait near the big peak, and they stayed at their own mountain gate.

At this time, they were all looking forward to it, full of hope, waiting for their children and descendants to return with a full load.

Mo Bowen, the head of the Mo family, Lu Jinglong, the head of the Lu family, and Elder Che Jianzhuo of the Lingdao Sect were also among them.

Suddenly, the trench array pattern in the center of the mountain top began to twist and ripple.

Figures fell out of the ripples one after another.

The waiting people came forward to greet them one after another.

But when they came forward, they found that almost everyone was dejected, with only a few exceptions, but they were not happy.

Xia Daoming's expression was the same as most people, and he was also quite depressed.

Lu Ziying's expression was a little strange.

She tried hard to imitate Xia Daoming and pretend to be depressed, but the gains were so great that it was difficult for her to control the muscles on her face.

In just two hours, she earned tens of thousands of spirit stones!

How much is the total assets of the huge Lu family now?

It is estimated that it is not even that much!

"What, you two joined forces to find an object worth a hundred spirit stones!"

"Ah, how can it be so few, only sixty!"

"What, you only found two piles of spirit stones, which together only add up to fifteen spirit stones!"

"..."

Exclamations came one after another, and disappointment was revealed in every voice.

The cultivators who had originally harvested three or four hundred spiritual stones and were in a mediocre mood, when they saw that others had only harvested so little, were immediately happy, and their heads were raised high, their chests were also held high, and they boasted about their harvests.

After all, everyone is young, and they are all rising stars in their own forces. Most of them are arrogant and face-conscious people!

"How much did you harvest?" Mo Bowen asked Mo Shouzhe and the other four.

The four looked at each other, and no one spoke.

"How much?" Mo Bowen was a little annoyed.

According to past experience, the four people can get an object equivalent to one or two thousand spiritual stones.

If they are lucky, they may be able to get three or four thousand spiritual stones.

The Mo family is not rich, and one or two thousand spiritual stones is already a pretty good harvest for the Mo family.

If it is three or four thousand spiritual stones, it is definitely a big harvest.

So Mo Bowen still has great expectations for the Wanluo Secret Realm.

As a result, the four of them had such expressions, which naturally made him unhappy.