This female leader is a little bit stronger

The man with the mustache walked straight to Yoyo and reached out to touch its back.

Yoyo kicked out his hind legs angrily, his mustache flashed nimbly, and he laughed wickedly, "What a fierce deer!"

Come closer again.

Ning Ye ignored him. Her experience told her that the man was asking for trouble.

Ever since drinking the spiritual spring water, Youyou has become a deer spirit.

The leader of the wandering cultivators sat down next to Ning Ye like a mountain of meat, took a piece of roasted sweet potato, broke it in half, and stuffed it into his mouth bite by bite, including the skin.

The rest of the people looked at the remaining few with envy, waiting for the boss to speak.

The boss chewed it a few times and swallowed it.

"I'm choking, little girl. Give me a drink from the canteen on your waist."

The dirty hand covered with sweet potato peels reached out directly.

Snapped--!

The back of the knife hit the man's wrist, pressing his entire palm to the ground. Ning Ye glanced over and saw the birthmark on his forehead was glaring red.

"No more hands?"

The leader of the wandering cultivators was startled, not because of Ning Ye's appearance, but because he didn't see her movements clearly!

At this moment, a scream was heard nearby. It was the man with the mustache who was hit by the deer head. He flew backwards like a broken kite, then broke the door and flew out of the temple, disappearing without a trace in the night.

There was no sound coming back, and I didn't know whether he was unconscious or dead.

"Yoyo~"

Yoyo, who was harassed, was in a very irritable mood. He raised his front legs and let out a high-pitched cry, as if he was going to go crazy.

The other three wandering cultivators stood up fiercely and drew their weapons.

"Let your people behave themselves!" Ning Ye spoke in a tone that brooked no room for argument.

The leader of the wandering cultivators had been secretly trying to pull his hand back, but the force coming from the back of the knife was as steady as a mountain pressing down. He felt like his bones were about to break. He was secretly frightened, and a trace of apology appeared on his face.

"I'm sorry, fellow Daoist. We were blind to the truth. Please don't be so rude." He turned his head and blinked wildly at them. "You three, stop it! Don't offend the elders! Fourth Brother, go outside and look for Fifth Brother."

There is an unwritten rule among monks that the most powerful ones are the seniors.

Some people may look like children on the surface, but they may actually be old monsters who have practiced for hundreds of years!

When they heard the boss call the little girl like that, they were shocked for a moment and did as he said obediently.

"Senior, calm down, calm down."

The leader of the independent cultivators smiled ingratiatingly and pointed to his hand.

Ning Ye put away the Crescent Moon Sword, but did not put it down. Instead, he held it in his hand.

Now the Crescent Moon Sword has become much bigger, like a butcher's knife.

The bright blade reflected the firelight, as if it was stained with blood, and the few wandering cultivators were as obedient as quails.

After a while, the fourth child came in carrying the fifth child.

He put Lao Wu on the ground and stopped the bleeding from his head without saying a word.

Yoyo stared at Lao Wu with his big eyes, snorted, and rubbed his front hooves heavily on the ground.

"YoYo."

Ning Ye threw over a handful of tender grass.

Yoyo stopped getting angry because he had food. He bit the grass and put it aside and ate it quietly.

Several casual cultivators breathed a sigh of relief at the same time and exchanged glances with each other.

"Senior, my name is Wei Dali. The two beside me are my brothers Weiwu and Weiqiang. Those two are my sworn brothers, the Li brothers. We five have offended many people tonight. Thank you for not holding it against us. May I ask where you are from and what is your name?"

Ning Ye didn't answer him. Instead, he added a few more sticks to the fire. With the aloof air of a hermit, he said, "I'm very interested in what you were talking about before you came in. Please continue telling me."

As expected, they were cultivators from other places… Wei Dali's eyes rolled around, and he smiled naively, "My brothers and I were just cursing the Servant of God Sect. Senior, are you trying to find out about that? If I were to tell you, that Servant of God Sect is nothing but a bunch of crap. They do all sorts of evil in the name of God. If I had your ability, I'd definitely kill a few of those who are called "Taking Heaven's Way"…"

Ning Ye glanced at him, his eyes as cold as ice, "Just answer whatever I ask you, don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have."

Wei Dali's heart skipped a beat, but he immediately became much more obedient after being warned.

"Well, about a month ago, an earthquake struck here, causing a mountain to collapse. Not long after, someone discovered a secret entrance nearby. Upon entering, they discovered a natural forest."

"That forest is full of treasures!"

"Then, somehow, the news leaked out, attracting a large number of monks to explore."

"Not long ago, a group of powerful individuals arrived in Qiyuan Town. They called themselves the Servant of the Gods and came under the orders of the gods. They not only took over Qiyuan Town, but also occupied the forest farm. Anyone who wanted to enter had to obey their rules."

"Senior, you are here for the forest farm too, right?"

Ning Ye didn't comment and asked, "How do I get to Qiyuan Town?"

Wei Dali thought to himself that it was indeed so, and replied with a simple smile, "Go west after leaving the temple. Keep going straight until you see a Jiguan Mountain. Just climb over it."

Ning Ye was stunned: "..."

She came from the west.

She frowned. Did the little beggar deceive her?

He narrowed his eyes and stared at Wei Dali again. Or was this guy lying?

Wei Dali felt uneasy at the look in her eyes, thinking that his answer had displeased the senior. He asked cautiously, "Senior, is there anything else you would like to ask? I wouldn't dare to hide anything."

His brothers were very cautious and kept silent from beginning to end.

There are many people with strange tempers in the world of cultivating immortals. What if this person doesn't like people interrupting him?

Ning Ye: "How long has it been since it rained here?"

"Huh?" Wei Dali scratched his head. Why was he suddenly asking about the weather? He strained his memory and answered as accurately as possible, "Three... four years, maybe? I'm not sure. Whether it rains or not doesn't really have much impact on us monks."

This place has indeed been suffering from severe drought for a long time.

Ning Ye nodded and said, "Go away."

How could they dare not disobey? They stood up, one with his head held high and the other with his feet lifted up, and hurriedly ran out, not knowing whether the old man was dead or alive.

The ruined temple returned to tranquility.

Only the sparks in the fire could crackle and explode.

After Ning Ye had eaten and drunk his fill, he stretched out and sat cross-legged against the wall, with the Crescent Moon Sword placed across his legs.

Close your eyes and take a nap.

"You shouldn't have let them go."

A deep voice suddenly sounded, and it sounded unexpectedly young.

Ning Ye opened her eyes and saw that it was the man holding the knife who spoke. He was actually awake and picked up the roasted sweet potato beside him and ate it slowly.

"I'll eat a sweet potato of yours and tell you the truth: a monk cannot be soft-hearted."

Ning Ye asked, "Do you know those people?"

The man replied, "The Seven Yuan Five Tigers are the local tyrants among the independent cultivators. They've set their sights on your deer, and now that they know your destination, they won't let you go."

"Oh." Ning Ye raised her eyebrows slightly and asked the question that concerned her most, "How do I get to Qiyuan Town?"

“They didn’t lie.”

"That's okay." Ning Ye closed his eyes again, seemingly resting, but actually he was checking the taskbar on the system interface.

Not long ago, she was once again "kidnapped" by a system task!