Chapter 246 Invitation to team up

The person who came was a little old man. He was wearing the standard yellow silk shirt disciple uniform of the Yellow Maple Valley, with a messy bun of gray hair on his head. His face was old, and his eyes were wandering, with a hint of cunning.

At this moment, he was standing with his hands behind his back in a serious manner, deliberately turning sideways towards Mo Juren, as if he wanted to pretend to be a master.

But no matter the appearance, expression, or slightly funny tone, it all gives people a sense of pretentiousness.

Mo Juren frowned upon seeing this, pretending to be shocked, and quickly asked,
"Who are you? Why are you spying on me?"

While speaking, he was already gauging him with his divine eye technique, and saw that this person had at least the eleventh level of Qi Refining!

The old man turned around and said slowly,

"Don't worry, my name is Xiang Zhili. You can see that, right? A disciple of Huangfeng Valley, one of the seven authentic sects, will not do anything to you."

"It's because I saw you spending a lot of time outside the forbidden area, but not in a hurry to go to the center of the forbidden area. I thought you might be a cultivator with the same idea as us, so I decided to come over and get to know you."

Mo Juren was puzzled.
"What do you mean by the same idea? I don't understand what you are talking about. I just found a few useful spiritual herbs here, so it took me some time to collect them."

A gleam of magical power flashed across the old man Xiang Zhili's eyes, and then he smiled and said,

"Oh? So it was unintentional. But I might as well tell you one thing, old man. I see that you are only at the tenth level of Qi Refining, and your magic power is low. Among all the cultivators who entered the forbidden area, you are at the bottom of the list."

"I wonder if you have any plan for the fights with disciples from other sects in the next few days?"

Mo Juren's eyes moved. The name of this bloody forbidden land was not made up casually. It was easy to get in but difficult to get out. It was not difficult to imagine the scene of rivers of blood caused by fighting and killing every year.

Although Mo Juren had a lot to rely on and was quite confident in his own strength, two fists could not beat four hands after all, so he did not dare to regard himself as invincible.

Listening to what Xiang Zhili said, it seemed that they had already had some ideas, so there was more sincerity in his tone, and he answered,

"I haven't thought too much about this. As long as I concentrate on picking spiritual herbs and don't conflict with others, it shouldn't be difficult to survive these five days, right?"

Xiang Zhili laughed when he heard this.
"You are wrong to think so! First of all, the three main ingredients of the foundation-building pill are all produced in the second layer of the center of the forbidden area. If you stay on the periphery, you will definitely get nothing in five days."

"Besides, do you think you are safe if you stay outside? To be honest, the disciples from the seven major sects have already clearly divided the work and agreed on the time."

"The fog formation to enter the second layer of the forbidden area will not be opened until the third day. In the first two days, the elite disciples will take the lead and hunt down the lower-level monks in an organized manner."

"And we, the cultivators at the tenth and eleventh levels of Qi Refining, are the targets of killing in the eyes of others! I would like to ask, fellow Daoist, even if you are lucky enough to escape once or twice, can you still escape the organized large-scale purge?"

Mo Juren looked skeptical when he heard this.

"No way? This forbidden area is so big, is there no place to hide? At worst, we can just give all the opportunities to them, right?"

Xiang Zhili smiled coldly and said,

"It seems that you casual cultivators really don't understand! I, an old man, have been to the Blood Forbidden Land three times in a row. I might as well tell you a secret."

"Fellow Daoist, you have seen it, the center of the forbidden area is right below the circular mountain range. Outside the circular mountain range, there is a stone wall forming a large circle, separating the center area from the outside area." "And there are four bronze doors on the stone wall, which are usually locked and no one can open them. The way to open them..."

Xiang Zhili turned his head away and sighed.

"To open the four bronze doors, we can only rely on the blood of the monks! Only by continuously killing monks in the outer area and allowing this land to absorb enough blood, the bronze door in the central area will open!"

Mo Juren was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that this bloody forbidden land had such a secret!
From this point of view, those monks with low cultivation base who were forcibly sent in from the sects were probably cannon fodder deliberately prepared to be sacrificed!

Xiang Zhili saw that Mo Juren seemed stunned, so he continued,
"Of course, this time the Blood Forbidden Land was opened ahead of schedule, and you, the ignorant casual cultivators, were arranged to come in together as never before. I'm afraid they were planning to sacrifice you as a substitute for the sect's cultivators."

"But even so, the lives of us lower-level disciples are not safe, and you independent cultivators are even more in danger."

"Especially, each disciple of the sect will undergo special training before coming here, and they will have various maps compiled by their predecessors in their hands, which can help them avoid many dangers."

"You, the casual cultivators, are just a bunch of people who were temporarily transferred here. You know nothing about the forbidden area. How can you resist the sect disciples' attacks?"

"How about it? Fellow Taoist, do you believe what the old man said?"

After hearing what Xiang Zhili said, Mo Juren realized that this time, this group of independent cultivators had really been plotted against by the seven major sects, and that entering the Bloody Forbidden Land this time was really dangerous.

And if Xiang Zhili could really enter the Blood Forbidden Land three times without dying with his eleventh-level Qi Refining cultivation, he must have some life-saving skills, Yu Mojuren said modestly.

"I believe it. Thank you for your information, which has given me a more accurate understanding of this bloody forbidden land. I wonder if you have any good suggestions for this?"

Seeing Mo Juren ask this, Xiang Zhili nodded with satisfaction.

"Of course there is a good plan. As long as you join our 'Weak Alliance', we can work together and advance and retreat together, and we will naturally be able to keep us safe."

It turned out that Xiang Zhili's idea was to stick together for warmth, but the name of this "Alliance of the Weak" was too indecent.

Without waiting for Mo Juren to express his agreement, Xiang Zhili waved his hand behind him, and two monks suddenly appeared in the distance and approached this side.

Xiang Zhili explained,

"Don't be nervous, my friend. Those two are companions that I recruited before. I was just afraid that you would think that I had bad intentions towards you, so I let them appear a few steps behind."

Only two monks were seen coming, one was a burly man wearing a leopard-skin cloak, and the other was a disciple of the Giant Sword Sect dressed in black and carrying a huge sword.

Xiang Zhili introduced,

"This is the casual cultivator Wuermo, who has reached the tenth level of Qi Refining. This is Zhuang Renhe, a senior disciple of the Giant Sword Sect, who has reached the eleventh level of Qi Refining. I wonder if you guys..."

Mo Juren quickly introduced himself.

"My name is Zhang Tie, and I am also a casual cultivator, with a cultivation level of the tenth level of Qi Refining."

(End of this chapter)