The monk holding a white pig was spoken.

The person he spoke was the quietest, the lowest-key person in this table, who was closed and resting from beginning to end.

The suppressed Rong Yulong and the other four had a hint of hope in their hearts. This hint of hope only existed for a moment, and the next moment they fell back to reality again. The two of them looked like they were very powerful. They were only qualified to sit in the outer hall where the dragon and snake were mixed, and they had already eliminated the possibility of their strong people early.

The boss of the gray robe glanced at the two of them at the same table, sneered and said nothing. The other two gray robe monks and monks who did not take action in the next few tables, secretly released their energy and locked the two slightly suspicious monks in case they made trouble.

They each have glorious identities, but they are all thieves from the Beihai area in private, familiar with each other and have cooperated several times. When they came to the banquet today, they had another purpose, which was to officially join the increasingly powerful Polang Camp in order to seek short-term stability. Before coming here, they had already been thrilled with Polang City, and the seats they were arranged were close together.

These four young people are all admirers of Luo Chuan. The new city lord of Polang City obtained Luo Chuan's treasure, took over Luo Chuan's Polang Camp, and imprisoned Luo Chuan's three disciples. How could he tolerate someone bragging about Luo Chuan under his nose? The thieves had already seen this point and naturally had no scruples when they acted.

But at this moment, the monk who had not spoken opened his eyelids: "Rong family, Rong Yinglong's family?"

His appearance was a little cold, but in his eyes, he suddenly opened his eyes, the light flashed by the moment he spoke, and it turned out like a bright moon in the sky. Everything around him was eclipsed at that moment, and they all became supporting roles.

There was no fluctuation of energy, nor did the power of Tao surge. When the white-robed monk turned and spoke, the Beihai monk who used his table as the center of the circle felt his mind rippling. A vague feeling surged into his heart, and soon filled his heart. He suddenly felt like he was missing. More than thirty Beihai thieves who wanted to catch the four young monks were stunned, as if they had lost their souls and had lost their souls.

The pressure was gone, Rong Yulong and the other four were all lightened, as if a drowning person was floating up and breathing a long sigh, but soon their attention was all focused on Luo Chuan, with their eyes full of horror and incredible.

From beginning to end, they did not take these two monks with pigs seriously, and left the white pig that seemed to be very unique. The two monks had nothing special about it that deserves attention.

But reality once again gave them a heavy blow. The monks at the same table whom they didn't care the least, just opened their eyes and said something, which made more than 30 North Sea cultivators with high cultivation levels lose their souls and become dull on the spot! This is not just a hidden category of masters! You must know that these are more than 30 cultivators with cultivation ranging from the second level of the Taoist wheel to the second level of the heavens. The realm of the heavens accounts for more than half. Even the second-level emperor is strong, facing such a lineup, it is impossible for them to suppress the other party with just a blurted word. In this way, this person is at least... an existence of the power of the emperor!

For the siblings of the Five Mountains Emperors, Bing'er and others, in their families or sects, you may have heard of many second-level emperor-level elders and guardians who are in seclusion. However, there are only a handful of emperor-level powerful people who can be known to them on the surface, only one or two.

Today, I came to Polang City, the "remote countryside" they imagined, but I didn't expect that there was a powerful emperor among my deskmates, which caught them off guard and was a little dazed.

In a full moment, more than 30 North Sea monks who were stationed finally recovered from their senses. They all seemed to break out of the ground from the frozen coffin shell, and struggled to recover their actions and consciousness. They looked at Luo Chuan again, and the gray-robed boss and others with shock, fear and a faint fear in their eyes.

This man made their consciousness stagnate for a moment with just one look and one sentence! This was a whole moment. For cultivators in the heavenly realm, one moment was long enough, enough for all more than thirty of them to die more than ten times!

"Your Excellency is a good method. With your ability, you seem to be too aggrieved to sit with us big bosses." The boss of the gray robe stared at Luo Chuan and bowed: "I'm in Beihai Hongwei, I don't know what you call him?"

Luo Chuan didn't say anything, Yuan Xiao suddenly became interested, looked at Luo Chuan in a narrow voice, then turned to Hong Wei, and smiled: "Listen to your tone, you seem to hate that Luo Chuan to the core. Tell me, what kind of grudges do you have with him? If you tell me the truth, I will tell you what my boss shouts."

Although Yuan Xiao had no breath on his body, he looked like a mortal without cultivation and Taoism. He could naturally see that this person was absolutely extraordinary.

"You are also admirers of Luo Chuan? That's why you should meddle in other people's business?" Hong Wei looked at Luo Chuan with fear, and his eyes fell back to Yuan Xiao: "If you want to know, it's okay to sue you. Although we are in Beihai, there are three things that are not slaughtered, ordinary people do not slaughter, women do not slaughter, and boys do not slaughter. It's also a principle. If you make a living in Beihai, no one can avoid killing people and setting fires. If you don't kill people, others will kill you... But Luo Chuan is fine. After he entered Polang City, he used the excuse that we were harming the world and sent cannon fodder camp to suppress the storm, kill our brothers, rob our spiritual mines, destroy our wealth, destroy our sea villages, and eliminate our livelihood..."

Before Hong Wei could finish his words, he was interrupted by Bing'er: "You nonsense! After Luo Chuan entered Polang City, he brought his disciples to practice every day, and then suffered fierce battles. How could he have time to take care of you evil people? Humph, I hope he can take care of it at that time and save you from doing evil everywhere!"

"Hmph, what do you know about the little girl's family? You have sect forces to provide resources, what about us? What do we have? If we want to practice, we can only rely on ourselves! The strong prey on the weak and the natural laws, I don't believe that Luo Chuan has never done these things! Humph, he wants to steal our territory and just say it. Finding these naive excuses will only make him extremely hypocritical!" Hong Wei sneered.

"It is natural to prey on the weak, let alone in a chaotic place like the Beihai... If Luo Chuan is truly under the name of morality, it shouldn't have been." Yuan Xiao frowned and turned to look at Luo Chuan, then saw a strange flashing deep in Luo Chuan's eyes.

Yuan Xiao understood it instantly and looked up and said, "However, Luo Chuan has not sent the cannon fodder camp to do these."

"The cannon fodder camp is all Luo Chuan's confidant, and he calls him brother and brother. If Luo Chuan had not given the order, he would never act without his own actions." Another thief from Beihai said disdainfully.

"Haha, in this world, the strong will always hold the right to speak. Although Luo Chuan is a short-lived ghost, in the eyes of his admirers, he will always be a legend and will never be able to see others say bad things about him."

“…even if it’s the truth.”

"Forget it, he has just died not long ago. But when he dies for fifty years or a hundred years, the world will forget him. A dead genius will no longer be a genius, let alone a legend."

Hong Wei and a group of North Sea pirates were sarcastic.

Rong Yulong and the other two had just suffered a loss and their attitudes were much more restrained, but they couldn't stand the other party insulting Luo Chuan like this. They said and said something, and gradually they met Hong Wei and others again.

"It's interesting. Hong Wei, tell me the date of the cannon fodder camp's attack on you, and I'll go and see what's going on." Yuan Xiao said.

"About two months ago... Haha, go see it? What do you think? Water Mirror Technique? Haha, do you think that Luo Chuan's first battle group would leave evidence if they do such shameful activities? After they killed people and robbed the land, they had already broken the void and destroyed all the evidence!" Hong Wei's tone was sarcastic.

As the third of the seven brothers of the Hong family in Qingzhou Island, the famous group of the North Sea pirates, Hong Wei was also in glory. Until one day, the cannon fodder camp suddenly appeared, killing his eldest and second brothers who were about to break through to the second emperor, snatched the spirit mines under their island, and occupied their territory. Hong Wei led Lao Liu and Lao Qi and the last treasure to escape from death. After more than a month of wandering, he chose to surrender to Polang City.

He hated Luo Chuan so much that he could not stand others saying something good about Luo Chuan. If it weren't for the person who suppressed them with one sentence, he would have taken action long ago. The only thing he couldn't understand was that the man had such skills and was not inferior to the rumored Luo Chuan. He actually admired Luo Chuan so much, and he really couldn't understand.

"If there is such a thing, then check it out." Luo Chuan looked at Yuan Xiao and said the second sentence.

While speaking, Luo Chuan's five fingers bounced slightly, and then turned his palms.

Rong Yulong and Hong Wei did not notice Luo Chuan's inadvertent action, but Yuan Xiao could see clearly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Yes, boss."

The fourth level of space is opened again, and Yuan Xiao has no scruples anymore.

Yuan Xiao’s thumb index finger and middle finger were linked together, and he quickly separated with a snap!

The North Sea pirates and four young monks looked at Yuan Xiao curiously, not knowing what he was doing.

With a "click" sound, something seemed to be brewing and born in the sound.

The next moment, Hong Wei, Rong Yulong and others were stunned and looked at Yuan Xiao in shock.

A black rune flew out from Yuan Xiao’s three fingers, rose and hanged in the air. Then two, three, four, five...five innate mysterious patterns twisted around, like snakes and dragons entangled. Over the area where the five tables of people were, they gathered into a strange circle. In the circle, black fog rolled, and gradually, the black fog began to fade and dissipate, revealing a smooth mirror.

"You...you, are you a monk from Tianmen?" Hong Wei swallowed dryly.

The water mirror imaging technique is nothing among high-level monks. Most monks know this method. However, once the water mirror technique encounters the void, it cannot be imaged. This is almost a law known to all young people in the world of cultivation. There is only one exception that can be broken, that is, the water mirror imaging technique of the Tianmen monks! (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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