What Qin Tiexin didn't know was that just as he was squatting down to collect the pale golden skeleton, Blood Forest four figures quietly appeared outside.
The four of them were all over eight feet tall, with muscular backs and muscular builds. They were all dressed in dark brown shorts, with the same sect logo embroidered on their cuffs and collars.
Each person carries a heavy weapon on his back, including a broad sword, a heavy knife, and a mace, each of which is heavy in weight.
The four of them had just walked out of the forest path, and were about to bypass the bloody forest and continue to push deeper into Pure Land Chan Temple, when the strong man walking at the front suddenly stopped.
He stared intently at the few short trees in the depths of Blood Forest. The trees were not tall, with twisted branches and dark red leaves. There were several dark red fruits hanging on the branches. They could not see clearly through the blood mist, but the slightly beating blood veins on the surface of the fruits could be felt through the entire forest. A strong Qi and Blood fluctuation.
"Blood Demon Fruit?" The strong man's voice was very low, with an almost uncontrollable tremor, "There is actually Blood Demon Fruit Tree here?"
When the three people behind him heard this, they stopped at the same time and followed his gaze. Although the distance was a bit far, they could still see the fruits that looked like blood drops.
It is indeed Blood Demon Fruit. They are all Body Refining monks, and their knowledge of this spiritual fruit is almost engraved in their bones.
The power of Qi and Blood contained in one Blood Demon Fruit alone is enough to be worth a third-level elixir. What's more important is that the medicinal properties are pure and can be directly refined and transformed into one's own Qi and Blood without the need for elixir fire tempering. For monks like them who follow the Body Refining path, the value of this thing is higher than that of elixirs of the same level.
"Why is there Blood Demon Fruit in this place?" The man holding the mace swallowed, "Isn't it said that only after a large number of Demon Beast corpses rot can such fruit trees be grown?"
"No matter where it came from." The leading strong man couldn't move his eyes away. "There are at least a dozen hanging on the tree. If we can capture them all, we will have enough resources to break through the Peak of the Qi and Blood Realm."
"Be careful." The monk carrying a heavy sword next to him was more cautious and stretched out his hand to stop the strong man. "Spiritual objects like Blood Demon Fruit are supposed to be protected by Demon Beast around them. It is impossible for them to just hang there naked without anyone picking them up."
The strong man nodded, and the four of them slowed down and formed a half circle around Blood Forest.
Divine Sense swept over, and the forest was quiet, without the breath of Demon Beast. Blood-Patterned Wolf, who had been killed by Qin Tiexin before, had all been collected by Storage Bag, the dark red blood stains remaining on the ground are almost invisible under the cover of the blood scab. The few wolves that escaped have long since disappeared into the thick fog on both sides of Blood Forest, and even their footprints have been smoothed by the flowing blood mist.
"No Demon Beast." The strong man in the lead breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned, "No, there is someone inside."
Through the gap in the blood mist, he vaguely saw a figure squatting below Blood Demon Fruit Tree.
The man was also tall and tall, wearing a black short-game suit with short hair. He was squatting on the ground packing something. He couldn't see clearly, but his movements were slow and steady. He seemed to be putting something into Storage Bag.
The strong man took a step forward, raised his spirits and shouted into the forest, "Fellow Daoist ahead, is that Blood Demon Fruit on that tree?"
Qin Tiexin is not responding.
He squatted under the tree and was cleaning the last leg bone of the Jiang Lie monk from the blood scab. The Blood Qi pressure around him was so strong that it almost solidified, and the blood mist flowed slowly in his ears, making a very subtle rustling sound.
In this environment, shouts that were separated by more than a hundred steps could not be heard at all. Even if they were heard, they would be weakened by layers of blood mist, leaving only a few vague noises.
"Fellow Daoist!" the strong man shouted twice more, his voice rising, "May I ask if there are Blood Demon Fruit on the tree? Can you, Daoist, take out a few of them? I'm willing to pay Spirit Stone to buy them!"
Qin Tiexin still didn't respond. He put the last leg bone into Storage Bag, stood up, patted the blood scab fragments on his hands, looked up at Blood Demon Fruit on the branch, and stretched out his hand to pick the first one.
The four people outside looked at Qin Tiexin starting to pick fruits from the fruit tree, and their expressions changed little by little.
"Damn it, if you don't eat the toast, you'll be fined." The man carrying the mace took the mace off his shoulder, punched it on the ground, and spat, "Pretending not to hear? You want to keep it to yourself."
The leading strong man was silent for two breaths, his eyes scanning back and forth between Blood Demon Fruit Tree and Qin Tiexin several times.
The man didn't have any sect marks on his body, the clothes he wore were not of expensive materials, and his hair was nondescriptly short. He looked like a Rogue Cultivator with no background.
Rogue Cultivator, alone, thirteen Blood Demon Fruit. As soon as these three pieces of information were mixed up in his mind, greed overcame caution.
"Old rules." The strong man lowered his voice and said to the three of them, "The fourth one is guarding outside, and the three of us go in. If the man knows his identity, leave two for him and buy them for Spirit Stone. If he doesn't know his identity, there is no one else in this forest, and no one will know."
The monk he called Fourth nodded, retreated behind a boulder on the edge of Blood Forest, and firmly held the short halberd on his back on the ground.
Qin Tiexin was carefully putting the second Blood Demon Fruit into the jade box when Fire of Life in his heart suddenly jumped.
Killing Intent Perception is triggered!
Three waves of murderous intent were approaching rapidly from the left direction behind him. The murderous intent was mixed with greed and malice, strong and undisguised.
He closed the lid of the jade box and turned around.
The three figures were rushing towards Blood Demon Fruit Tree at an extremely fast speed, using all their footwork without slowing down at all. Layers of blood scabs were crushed under their feet, and the cracking sounds were dense and rapid.
The three of them had a look of determination on their faces, and their eyes were fixed on the remaining Blood Demon Fruit on the branches. Their greed made them lose their most basic judgment, thinking that this Blood Forest only looked evil, but was actually no different from ordinary forests outside.
What's more, the monk in front was picking the fruit as if no one else was watching, and there was no danger at first glance. They were stepping on gravel and dead leaves at a very fast speed, fearing that if they were slow Qin Tiexin, they would finish picking the fruit and run away.
The moment the three of them rushed into the high-pressure area, Qin Tiexin couldn't even lift Edgeless.
The first person noticed something was wrong.
As soon as his right foot crossed the invisible dividing line, a terrifying Qi and Blood pressure suddenly surged up from under his feet, like an invisible mountain suddenly pressing on his shoulders. The strong man rushing in the front felt that the blood in his body stopped at the same time for an instant, his heart shrank suddenly, and his chest seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.
Rushed too hard.
The three of them rushed to the limit to intercept Qin Tiexin before he finished picking the fruits.
The faster the speed, the stronger the force when rushing into the high-pressure area. The strong man in the lead didn't even have time to react. The inertia of the forward movement coupled with the sudden pressure, the whole person crashed to the ground. The bridge of his nose hit the ground first, with a muffled sound, blood spurted out from the nostrils and corners of the mouth at the same time, splashed on the dark red blood scab, and was quickly absorbed by the ground.
He slid on the ground for nearly twenty steps before stopping. The Qi and Blood power he was so proud of was firmly suppressed in his blood vessels by the terrifying coercion, and he could not move even a trace of strength.