There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

Hearing what Ye Qinghe said, the expression of the man who claimed to be the master of Lingtian Sect softened a little, and motioned to the maid next to him to prepare a seat for Ye Qinghe and others, then raised his chin and said proudly: "Then let me introduce you, my name is Kunpeng is the master of the Lingtian sect, and also the person with the most powerful mana in this area, if you want to attain Taoism and become an immortal, the fastest way is to join my Lingtian sect."

Ye Qinghe raised his eyebrows, noncommittal about this matter.

Seeing Ye Qinghe's expression of disbelief, sect master Kunpeng showed a little anger in his eyes, and said, "You don't believe me?"

"It's not that I don't believe it." Ye Qinghe smiled and said calmly: "After all, seeing is the truth, right?"

"It turns out that you have to see is believing. This is simple. Everyone here used to be an ordinary boss, and they all achieved it after joining my Lingtianmen." Kunpeng pointed to the people around him. .

Ye Qinghe looked in the direction of his fingers, and found that these people's cultivation bases were very low, but for some reason, their bodies were full of aura, and they looked very powerful.

Ye Qinghe frowned, and soon thought of the fox blood sold in the market. These people probably had drunk the blood of spirit beasts before.

He felt disgusted in his heart, but he couldn't show it, he only pretended to be very interested, and said, "How can we join Lingtianmen?"

The head of the sect seemed to be used to people often joining the Lingtian sect, so he didn't discuss what Ye Qinghe said, but waved his sleeves and said, "Come, sit down, I'll let you all join our feast today, after the feast is over , you can join us."

So simple.

Ye Qinghe raised his eyebrows, and looked back at Hanshu, only to see that Hanshu nodded slightly.

So he turned his head and smiled at the sect master, saying, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he dragged Hanshu and Meng Xiaomiao to the seats prepared for them by the sect master.

Unexpectedly, just as they sat down, a servant came over and wanted to take the Nine Tails from their hands.

Meng Xiaomiao was very reluctant, but she still cooperated to send Nine Tails out.

The servant placed the small cage containing the nine tails in the center of the banquet.

Kunpeng, the master of Lingtian Sect, looked at the small cage on the ground, with a greedy light in his eyes. He stared at it for a while, probably feeling that it was too revealing, so he narrowed his gaze, clapped his hands, and said: " Come, serve today's dishes."

Following the door master's voice, a row of maids came in from outside the door carrying plates, and stopped in front of each table accordingly.

The arrangement of the Kunpeng sect master's location is very interesting. Some people sit alone on a big table, and some people need several people to squeeze into a small table, but the dishes on each table are the same.

Obviously, the status of these people present is different.

After the dishes were served, everyone's eyes finally moved away from the nine-tailed fox in the middle. Before Kunpeng gave an order, several people couldn't wait to lift the lid on the plate in front of them.

Ye Qinghe and the others only shared a table, and Meng Xiaomiao looked at the covered dishes in front of her, showing a curious expression, and whispered, "Why don't I smell the aroma of the food?"

Ye Qinghe understood much better than Meng Xiaomiao. Hearing what she said, he curled his lips into a sneer, and said, "Not to mention the smell of food, I also smelled something else."

As soon as he said this, the faces of the people around him turned serious, but only Meng Xiaomiao looked confused, not knowing what happened.

In fact, I don't blame her, because the rest of the people's cultivation bases are several times hers, even if they don't lift the lid, they can still feel the strong smell of blood on the plate.

Meng Xiaomiao's curiosity didn't last long, because the Ling Tian sect master sitting on the main seat quickly ordered everyone to start eating.

The people on the next table couldn't wait to open the cover in front of them.

At this moment, Meng Xiaomiao saw clearly that the dishes were not vegetables at all, but some bloody pieces of meat, which were not even cooked. The soup bowl in the middle was filled with bright red blood, and when the lid was lifted, , that stench could no longer be concealed, and rushed to her face.

Meng Xiaomiao was taken aback, and backed away in horror, almost fell to the ground, but in the end Ye Qinghe reached out and helped her up.

Even so, Meng Xiaomiao was still in shock. She looked up at Ye Qinghe in panic, and said in fear, "How could it be this?"

Up to now, Ye Qinghe has basically figured out what is going on in this town. The people in this town don't know why they hate foxes so much. When they see foxes, they will kill them indiscriminately. Under the leadership of the sect, even the transformed fox demons were not spared, and all of them became the dishes of the cultivators.

I don't know how these people managed to swallow this bloody piece of meat and blood.

When Ye Qinghe looked at the dishes with a frown, someone next to him picked up the plate and began to eat, and those with many people sitting at the same table even started to fight over it.

As people moved, the smell of blood in the room became more and more serious. People fought with each other for a piece of raw meat. Some people ate the meat on their own plates and then went to grab it from other people's plates. Once they got the meat, they rushed to eat it. When the mouth is opened, there are traces of blood between the lips and teeth. It is not an exaggeration to say that the mouth is full of blood.

Meng Xiaomiao has lived in the world for so many years, and has never seen such a situation. She was so frightened that her whole body turned cold, and she hid behind Ye Qinghe and refused to come out.

Ye Qinghe looked at everything in front of him coldly, and coldly spit out four words: "A beast in clothes."

Hearing these four words, Hanshu suddenly turned his head and glanced at Ye Qinghe.

Seeing his well-behaved and sensible Xiao Qinghe's face with the coldness of what he had done before, his eyes were dark and deep, his shadow seemed to overlap with that person many years ago, Hanshu opened his eyes wide in surprise.

This flash was only for a moment, Ye Qinghe quickly lowered his head, and looked away from those beasts in clothes.

Once he closed his eyes, the cold aura on his body disappeared, and Hanshu blinked his eyes before he felt that his heart slowly returned to normal beating.

"Teacher, what should we do now?" Ye Qinghe lowered his head and asked.

Hanshu glanced at the absurd scene around him, and then his eyes fell on the Lingtian sect master again.

The sect master didn't restrain himself because of his high status. On the contrary, he was the most groggy and greedy of them all. He kept stuffing meat into his mouth. The edge fell out without noticing.

In this way, it can't be said that he is alone.

Han Shu couldn't help frowning, said: "He is not the main messenger, I want to know what's going on here."