White Horse Stream.

Baima Stream is narrow and long, with cliffs on both sides, and the stream is densely filled with trees. A stream flows down from the mountain and runs straight through the entire mountain stream.

It is said that in some time, an emperor once led an army to fight against the enemy country. He was separated from his own army on the battlefield and rushed here alone.

When the emperor fled to the Baima Stream, which was not called Baima Stream at that time, he was tired and tired, so he stopped to rest and drink water.

It happened that the enemy team followed this according to their circumstances. The emperor thought he had no way to escape and was about to commit suicide.

At this time, the white horse under his seat showed great power and actually jumped up from the stream, crossed a height of thousands of meters, and landed directly on the cliff on the top of the stream.

So, in the stunned silence of the enemy team, the emperor laughed and rode away.

In order to commemorate the white horse of the Savior, people have since named this mountain stream White Horse Stream.

The legend of Baima Jian is very beautiful, but the surrounding mountains are connected by one, and this small mountain stream is actually very inconspicuous. If you hadn't happened to hear the conversation between those hunters, Zhang Yang wouldn't have known what was going on here no matter what.

The moonlight is not too bright, and the light is shining down, and it is blocked by towering trees, making the black bulbs in the forest almost unable to see your fingers.

Such an environment is more beneficial for Zhang Yang, who can see things at night and has a strong spiritual sense. When he knows himself and his opponent, he easily avoids the guard post at the stream, goes up against the stream, and finds his target.

Now, Zhang Yang was hiding behind an ancient tree, his spiritual consciousness spread out, and every grass and tree within a range of more than 300 meters was reflected into his mind.

There was a bonfire at the source of the stream more than 200 meters away, and seven or eight people were gathering together to discuss something, with joy in their solemn faces.

An old man surrounded by stars like a moon, wearing a black shirt, with a fairy-like appearance and a look like a paranormal.

However, when Zhang Yang's spiritual sense scanned over, he immediately smiled.

This old guy who looks good is just a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining Stage; among the other few people, there is a young man who has just entered the first level of Qi Refining Stage, and the rest are all mortals who have practiced for a few days.

The Li family is really bad. These people may be domineering in the secular world, but Zhang Yang is sure that if he takes action, he will be able to slap them all to death by turning his hands.

In this way, Zhang Yang was not in a hurry, and his body moved forward, and the voices of people gradually came.

"For our Li family, such a treasure is probably a disaster, not a blessing! Once other people know it, we may be destroyed. I think everyone should understand the principle of guilt of possessing a treasure." The person who spoke was a strong middle-aged man. He was in a dragon-shaped and tiger-shaped manner, and he looked like he had practiced his external skills to a certain extent.

"Oh? The second uncle meant that he wanted to give up this treasure? Everyone knows the situation in the cultivation world better than anyone else. The precious resources such as spiritual veins have long been divided up by major sects and families of all sizes. I think my Li family is the lowest in the secular world, but in the cultivation world, and even the weakest spiritual vein branches are not qualified to occupy... If there are resources, with the qualifications of the ancestor, how could he not be able to advance? This Qinglingquan is an opportunity for the rise of our family, and I, Li Liang, will never give up and give up."

Li Liang was the young man who had just entered the first level of Qi Refining Stage. Although he was talking to his second uncle, his tone was not much polite.

The cultivation family also regards strength as the most respected. Li Liang entered the Qi Refining Period at a young age, and his combat effectiveness is not even comparable to the "Second Uncle". However, his potential for advancement is extremely great. He is the most beloved junior of the "ancestor". The family's focus on training, so he naturally has his own arrogance.

During this call, the "second uncle"'s face immediately turned red:

"Although the treasure is good, I have to enjoy it. Now, the Li family discovered the treasure in Baimajian, and the surrounding mountain villages have already known it. Sooner or later, this matter will be spread. For example, the nearby Laoshan School will definitely send people to question and ask for it. How should we deal with it? Moreover, this Qinglingquan is only of great benefit to vision, but it is not helpful for cultivation and promotion. It is really not a wise man to put my Li family in danger for such a useless treasure!"

"Uncle Er said this very interesting! What does Qingling Spring mean is just good for vision? Is this a useless treasure? Who in the world of cultivation knows the preciousness of Qingling Spring? As long as we extract Qingling Spring Water and go to the underground market to exchange for spirit stones, what can we buy? This is simply a big treasure! As for the leak of the news you said, it is not a problem at all. We found that Qingling Spring Water has only been a few days... As long as we slaughter all the surrounding mountain villages and create the illusion of monsters coming out of the mountain, they will all be concealed."

The young man Li Liang's tone was calm, and his face did not change even when he said "polls up several mountain villages around him."

Zhang Yang, who was not far away, looked cold when he heard this, and murderous intent surged.

What else do middle-aged "second uncle" want to say? The old guy next to him who looks good said:

"alright!"

In a word, everyone became quiet.

The old man is the founder of the family and has absolute authority.

"Liang'er is right. All resources in the cultivation world are occupied by all sects and families of all sizes. This Qingling Spring Water is indeed our only chance to rise. It is worth taking some risks for this spring. There is no need to argue. Now, Liang'er will take people to massacre all the villagers in the surrounding mountain villages. Li Shan, you guys will take action immediately and start collecting Qingling Spring Water. Be careful. This small pool of spring water, but every drop of Qingling Spring has been accumulated over the past century, is priceless." The old guy carefully reminded.

"Yes, ancestor!" Li Liang and the others agreed and turned around and wanted to take action.

It is naturally impossible for Zhang Yang to let them go and harm the mountain people.

Dong!

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground jumped out from behind the trees and landed on the only path, blocking the way out tightly.

"Zombies!"

"It's a zombie!"

Seeing Zhang Yang clearly through the firelight, the group immediately exclaimed.

Swish swish swish swish!

Several people drew out their weapons one after another, but they were mainly swords.

Zhang Yang's heart was filled with murderous intent, and he kicked his legs on the ground, and he rushed straight to the most powerful old man like the wind.

"ah!"

The old guy didn't care about his image anymore. He screamed, stabbed the sword in his hand, and at the same time he flashed to the side.

bite!
Chapter completed!