Just after Ning Chuan and others left, in the main hall, Fake Xuanci's eyes turned cold and he ordered, "Let's go to the square and execute as planned."

"Yes, Master!"

A group of evil cultivators from the Xuan and Hui generations around him nodded.

Outside outsiders, they call fake Xuanci abbot.

But in front of their own people, they call them the head of the family.

Not long after, they came to the square again.

This time, Fake Xuanci once again selected a group of monks from the remaining monks.

Most of the people selected this time were those who had not yet mastered [jin], or those who had just reached the early stage of practicing strength. They were densely packed, with more than 200 people.

Among them, there are only three masters of the Hui generation.

"Everyone, don't be afraid. I have also noticed that among the many monks, you are the least powerful. Some of you have only just started to learn martial arts!

But don’t worry, I will ensure that you all can survive!

The reason I picked you out is to let you run away first, and I will be responsible for staying behind to provide you with backup. The group of people who were picked out just now have been assigned to the front line by me, with the purpose of attracting firepower for you."

Fake Xuanci said.

The selected monks were suddenly surprised and delighted, and looked at each other.

Let them run first?

The people who were selected before have actually been sent to the front line?

I didn’t expect the abbot to be so kind to me?

Only the expressions of the three monks of the Hui generation changed, and they were horrified.

They are not newbies, so they are not that fooling around!

What makes them run away first?

This obviously means that he doesn't want to care about their life or death and wants to give them up.

Otherwise, how could they be the only three masters in the crowd?

"Abbott..."

A monk of Hui generation spoke in horror.

"Don't say any more. You can leave now. Don't stop saluting. Just bring weapons to defend yourself. Run eastward and meet us at Langgu Mountain in Fengzhou County."

Fake Xuanci said indifferently.

The monk of the Hui generation felt his scalp numb and his heart felt bitter when he saw the fake Xuanci. He immediately hugged his fists and did not dare to say anything.

They immediately greeted this group of "crane tail" people and started running for their lives.

It wasn't until all the weak monks were gone that Fake Xuanci's face hardened, he looked at the remaining monks again, and said with an unusual seriousness,

"Everyone, are you all envious of the group of monks who just left? To tell you the truth, there is no need to envy them. Those monks were weak and I am ready to give up all of them!

The group of talents you left behind are the real elites!

I will take you out of here right away!

Only by following me can you really survive. The other two groups of people are just smoke that I deliberately arranged to attract our attention!

Now everyone is packing their bags and getting ready to leave immediately!”

There were only about 200 monks left in the square, and they were suddenly surprised, happy, and unbelievable.

It turns out that they are the ones who are really favored by the abbot?

"Yes, abbot!"

A group of monks immediately ran out quickly and started packing their luggage.

On the square, soon only Fake Xuanci and a group of evil cultivators were left.

Their eyes were cold, and they turned back to take a deep look at the group of monks.

I hope I can escape safely this time...

He kept the group of people in front of him, on the one hand, to serve as food rations, and on the other hand, he naturally wanted to use them to defend himself against the attack of the Martial Alliance.

If the Martial Alliance comes after them when they are fleeing, then the combat power of this group of people is not low at all, and they can buy them some time.

As for the previous two groups, they were indeed cannon fodder!

Especially the first wave, the purpose of sending it out was on the one hand to attract the eyes of the Martial Alliance, and on the other hand to prepare for the success of Xuan Xin and others.

Xuan Xin's cultivation level is stuck in the middle stage of foundation building. If he can absorb dozens of monks this time, he might be able to break through to the late stage of foundation building in one fell swoop.

Although the other evil cultivators with Xuan Xin have not reached the foundation building stage, they are all stuck at the critical point and urgently need the blood of martial arts to cultivate.

Even if they were not discovered by the martial arts masters this time, Xuanxin and others would take action and kill all the more than a hundred monks.

It doesn't matter if they are discovered. Xuan Xin and others will immediately evacuate, leaving more than a hundred monks behind to consume the martial alliance's combat power.

…

Time passed.

The other direction.

Monk Xuanxin led more than a hundred people, including Ning Chuan, and soon left the back mountain of the Kongang Temple, took a small road and began to escape.

The mountains are high and the forests are dense.

There are dense mountain forests everywhere.

Along the way, Ningchuan was naturally a hundred times more vigilant.

He had originally promised Jiang Yun that he would find an opportunity to poison those evil monks, but unexpectedly, the evil monks directly selected a group of people and ran away first.

Now even if he poisons, he can only poison more than a hundred people.

As for the other people still staying in the temple, they were beyond his control anyway.

Run all the way.

As soon as they rushed out of the mountain not far behind the Jingang Temple, the leader, Monk Xuanxin, suddenly signaled everyone to silence, and then he led everyone to carefully find a cave to hide.

I saw that the cave was vast, and there were bags of rice and wheat stored inside. Some of the wheat had been accumulated for so long that the bags on the outside had become moldy.

This surprised a group of people.

It seems that the Vajra Temple has indeed prepared a retreat a long time ago.

"Our Vajra Temple will send people to replace the dry food here every year to ensure freshness, in order to prevent this day."

"So don't worry, follow me and everyone can survive."

Monk Xuanxin looked at everyone and spoke calmly.

"Uncle Master, why don't we leave now?"

Jiehu from Fuhuyuan asked carefully.

"The goal of walking during the day is too big. Wait here first and wait until late at night before taking action. This place is located in a barren mountain and is extremely secretive. If we don't take the initiative to go out, no one will find us!"

Monk Xuanxin spoke.

Jiehu immediately nodded slightly.

At this time, Ning Chuan became dishonest again while hiding in the cave. He moved his body and unconsciously rubbed his shoulders against the people around him.

【bite!】

[Randomly paste strength value*16]

【*15】

【*16】

…

A series of metallic sounds sounded in his heart.

Ning Chuan moved step by step, feeling secretly happy.

Poof!

Suddenly, a wise cultivator grabbed Ning Chuan's arm.

【bite!】

[Randomly paste mana value*28]

"What are you doing?"

The evil cultivator of the Hui generation looked at Ning Chuan with a cold tone.

"Back to uncle, it's nothing. I'm going to check for some solid food. I'm a little hungry."

Ningchuan said sarcastically.
To be continued...