Among the five paranoid male protagonists, who do you want me to choose?

"How can I do that?" The disciple said no, but still stretched out his hand and lifted up his sleeve, and the casual cultivator easily stuffed the spirit stone into his pocket.

Then the disciple looked at the people around him warily, closed his eyes and used secret language to transmit to the wandering cultivator.

The wandering cultivator was amazed and his face lit up with joy, then he bowed and expressed his gratitude.

Soon more monks came to the door, and the disciple made a lot of money.

Song Yulan, flying on his sword, also looked over there with Ye Qingshan in tow. He turned to Yu Zhao and said, "How about we go get some inside information too?"

Yu Zhao shook his head. This was too narrow-minded. "There are so many people buying information anyway. Why don't we just pick one that catches our eye and follow it?"

Everyone is ahead exploring the way, so they just need to follow from a distance.

Several people suddenly realized that they had all been following the crowd. Seeing others paying, they also wanted to pay.

Ye Qingshan also nodded. When more and more people paid their money and left, he picked out a lucky couple. Yu Zhao and his team followed behind from a distance.

That team naturally discovered them, but they had no choice but to try and get rid of them. No matter how fast they flew their swords, they could always catch up.

Still at ease, always maintaining a relative distance.

Some monks were dissatisfied, "... too sneaky, following us secretly."

A stick of incense later, a familiar face stood at the door of a vortex gate.

"..."

The disciples who bought the information instantly felt that they had been cheated. Almost every team bought it. Some teams were very smart and were afraid that someone would sneak in and take advantage of them, so they took several detours before arriving.

As soon as I opened my eyes, the sky fell, because... my destination was full of people.

Everyone looked at each other, scratching their heads, and many cultivators didn't dare to go forward on their own. After all, the disciple only told them the location, but didn't tell them what dangers and opportunities were inside.

A group of people immediately stepped aside, with fake smiles on their faces, "You guys go first."

A bunch of people came and extended their arms respectfully, like they were welcoming guests at the entrance of a restaurant, "No, no, no, you guys go first."

"You first, you first..."

A group of people immediately started pushing and shoving each other, and retreated further and further, soon making way. They all looked like good young people, after all, no one wanted to be cannon fodder or the first to stick out.

The pagoda of the Wanjian Sect is no joke.

Yu Zhao took a glance and calmly wanted to go forward. There was no danger in that door. He could get spiritual souls by going in. They had different properties and could be used to refine magic weapons and swords. They were definitely good things.

Song Yulan's expression changed, and she raised her hand to stop her. "Junior Sister Yu, we can wait a little longer. We can hide a little and take advantage of the situation."

Rules for going out and gaining experience: When encountering danger, quietly protect everyone in front of you.

It would be useful to shrink back now.

Yu Zhao's calm eyes fell into her eyes, "I have some inside information. There will be good stuff when we go in."

After saying that, he walked towards the vortex gate. Song Yulan was stunned. After thinking for two seconds, he followed calmly. Before leaving, he asked Ye Qingshan a question.

"Didn't you gather any gossip?"

He has always been the most informed and has collected a lot of gossip.

Ye Qingshan spread his hands speechlessly, "What can I do? I have nothing. The disciples of the Wanjian Sect are all greedy for money, and there is no way to get any information from them."

"Even if I had it, those disciples who hold the core secrets wouldn't care about my money."

There's nothing we can do about it.

The water rippled, and a layer of water film penetrated through. Several people quickly walked in from the crowd. There was no obstruction. They all stood on both sides waiting for cannon fodder to explore the way.

Even if Yu Zhao and the others went in, the rest of the group did not step in for a short time and planned to wait for a while. Although everyone would rush in and there would be more people grabbing things, it was not safe.

This sixth floor is no joke. After experiencing the millstone incident just now, they are still frightened and very afraid of death.

The disciples of Wanjian Sect stood in place, their gazes wandering.

Si Ziming stepped on his two swords, crossed his arms, and asked with narrowed eyes, "Who are the people who just entered?"

The whole group of people were in a mess. I didn't expect them to go in directly. They are either reckless or stupid.

Jian Nan, standing by, had a defiant look in his eyes, not taking anyone else seriously at all: "Judging from their attire, they should be from a small sect, but I can't remember the name."

The younger brother behind him flipped through a large book that contained detailed information about the participating disciples. He spread it out in front of the two of them and said respectfully, "Those three female cultivators are disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, and the other two appear to be independent cultivators."

Qingcheng Sect?

No impression...

Si Ziming looked at Shen Yuzhuo with a bit of vigilance in his eyes. "I do remember him. He was the disciple of the Haoyun Sect's leader. He was quite famous in the sword cultivation world."

When Jian Nanyi looked at the figure of Feng Guangjiyue, he gritted his teeth secretly and said angrily: "He likes to meddle in other people's business. His cultivation is quite high among all the disciples."

To be honest, he has a sense of crisis.

I fought with him in the secret realm earlier and was defeated. This time I must teach him a lesson and let him know who he should not mess with!

"When the time comes, I'll capture him and give him to Junior Sister Qingdai to play with."

Hearing this, Qing Dai looked at Shen Yuzhuo with a little more ambiguity and more of a look of amazement. That handsome face, that waist, those hands...

Shasshaha.

Simply superb!

Her favorites are sword cultivation and physical cultivation, which make her body very strong. The prodigy in front of her is more powerful than those top-notch restaurants. She really wants to catch him and have a good rest.

Si Ziming retracted his gaze, raised his eyebrows slightly, stroked his chin, and looked at Qin Yun. "This is Qin Yun, the second disciple of the Haoyun Sect's leader. He wields twin swords, and his moves are strange and hard to defend against."

He pointed, "And the third disciple, Le Li, wields a soft sword. If he's not carrying it on his back or wearing it, don't put it on his belt."

His voice became heavier, and he winked at everyone, "When you go in, be wary of them making a move."

Si Ziming's eyes flashed with a hint of darkness, "Play is fun, make noise is noise, but don't forget the purpose of our trip."

This was a mission personally assigned by the sect leader, and they had to bring that thing back.

As if she had thought of something, Qing Dai looked at Si Ziming's arm covered with a black leather sheath. Her expression changed, and her lips turned pale as she said, "I'm afraid we can't get that thing out."

That is not an ordinary magic weapon at all, but a curse. Whoever touches it will be burned to charcoal.

Even Si Ziming, a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core stage, had his entire arm burned if he touched it. Not to mention them, they would probably be burned to ashes.