Chapter 159 The Strange Little Boy

"Those figures outside are the guards of the oasis. This place is still some distance away from the oasis. It is not the time for me to take action yet."

Tianxie Ziyin said to Yang Che calmly.

Yang Che nodded, walked to the Spiritual Eye Tree, sat down, and began to meditate quickly to recover.

Tianxie Ziyin kept looking up at the bloody sun in the sky.

After Yang Che recovered the magic power in his body, following Tianxie Ziyin's gaze, he saw that the blood sun had dimmed a lot at some point, and the scene of sand dunes was actually reflected on it.

Yang Che quickly recognized that this was the desert terrain where he had encountered those large numbers of people before.

"So it turns out that Ziyin has been sensing and observing the outside world through this round of blood sun?" Yang Che thought.

After a while, Yang Che heard Tianxie Ziyin say: "Okay, they are all gone. You can go out now."

With a thought in his mind, Yang Che left the magic stone space and continued flying towards the oasis.

This time, Yang Che directly increased his speed to the limit. He used the lightning speed, teleportation and star shuttle of the Flashing Cloud Boots in turn. Finally, after a few days, an almost endless oasis appeared in front of him.

Different from Yang Che's imagination, this oasis covers an extremely large area, and there is actually a river flowing slowly around the entire oasis.

The river divides the two sides into two worlds almost clearly.

In the center of the oasis, there is a huge city. Judging from its shape, it looks like an extremely huge scorpion.

Outside the city, there are many stone houses, wooden houses, bamboo houses, etc. scattered all the way to the river bank.

On this side of the river, where Yang Che was about to step into, there were also many wooden and bamboo houses built, but compared to the other side, they were obviously much more dilapidated.

At this time, Tianxie Ziyin suddenly said: "Yang Che, find a way to enter the city. If you can enter the city, you don't need to forcefully attack the city defense formation. I can save a lot of energy and be more confident. Capture that level 11 monster alive."

"Ziyin, I'm afraid this may be difficult. After all, as a foreign monk, my breath is easy to distinguish."

"It doesn't matter, you just have to maintain the aura concealment technique. I have a way to help you cover up this matter of aura. But whether you can enter the city or not, I can only rely on you."

"Okay. I'll try my best."

Although Yang Che agreed, he actually didn't know where to start.

After discovering that there was a no-fly ban over the oasis, Yang Che walked directly towards a stone bridge.

After arriving at the river along an extremely remote path, Yang Che was about to turn the corner and continue walking towards the stone bridge.

Passing by a wooden house, I suddenly heard a faint cry for help.

"Brother, save me. Please save me."

Yang Che glanced sideways and found that there were several strong monks in this dark wooden house, punching and kicking a little boy.

Yang Che frowned and didn't want to pay attention. Unexpectedly, just after taking a few steps, the little boy suddenly shouted: "Brother, save me. Save me, and I will give you all the starry stones."

When Yang Che heard the words 'starry stone', he became somewhat interested.

So he stopped, took a few steps back, and stood at the door of this dark wooden house.

At this time, Yang Che, while maintaining the aura concealment technique, his aura was completely obscured by Tianxie Ziyin.

Therefore, the strong monks in these foundation-building stages cannot sense any aura from Yang Che.

"Fellow Taoist, no matter who you are, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business and leave quickly."

One of them seemed to be the leader. He had no hair on his head and was a little fat. When he saw Yang Che retreating from the door, he immediately stared at Yang Che with a very unkind look and said coldly.

Yang Che glanced at the fat bald man and the other foundation-building monks indifferently, and then focused on the little boy who was getting up from the ground.

The little boy has regular features, short hair, and a stubborn look on his face.

At this moment, his eye sockets were blue and somewhat swollen. Yang Che's consciousness swept away and discovered that he was still a ninth-level monk in the Qi Refining Stage.

Yang Che was a little confused now.

Several foundation-building monks surrounded a Qi-refining monk, punching and kicking him?

There are neither any fluctuations in magic power nor any traces of the use of magical talismans.

Yang Che vaguely sensed that there must be something fishy going on, so he decided not to use magic power and magical talismans easily.

"Do you have full-grained star stones? How many are there?"

Yang Che looked at the little boy with great interest, but at the same time he was still a little surprised that the little boy was a ninth-level Qi Refining monk.

The little boy looked at Yang Che warily. He couldn't sense Yang Che's breath at all. Seeing that Yang Che looked very young, he called Yang Che his brother out of desperation.

"I have six. As long as you can take me home, I will give you all six of these star-studded stones."

When Yang Che heard this, he almost turned to stone: "Six yuan?"

When the little boy saw Yang Che's expression, he couldn't help but be confused. He gritted his teeth and continued, "If it's too little, I'll give you two more yuan when I get home safely."

Yang Che didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

But now that it had reached this point, Yang Che decided to send the little boy home.

If all eight of the star-patterned stones contain strong power of the stars, wouldn't that be a profit?

"Let's go, where is your home? Lead the way."

Yang Che said to the little boy calmly.

"Fellow Taoist, do you really think that we are nothing and don't take us seriously?"

The fat bald man couldn't bear it any longer. He stepped out of the wooden house and punched Yang Che hard in the chest.

Yang Che stood there, motionless as a mountain.

‘Bang’ sound.

The fat bald man's fist hit Yang Che firmly on the chest.

The next moment, the fat bald man withdrew his hands and began to cry: "My hands...my hands..."

The fat bald man was horrified. The punch he just hit on Yang Che's chest was like hitting a copper wall.

He was certain that Yang Che had not used any of his magic power.

And today is the ‘Forbidden Spirit Day’ that happens once a month in ‘Holy Scorpion City’.

All monks are prohibited from using anything related to spiritual power.

Therefore, he was extremely sure that no monk would dare to use spiritual power in the oasis area.

"Let's go, this man is a body refiner, and he can only be so arrogant on the Forbidden Spirit Day. Remember him, we will settle the score with him tomorrow."

The fat bald man led the rest of the group and left cursing, but the gnashing of teeth before leaving seemed to tell Yang Che that they would never let Yang Che go after today.

Yang Che had an expressionless face, looking at the little boy in front of him whose eyes were constantly turning, and whispered: "Let's go, lead the way."

As he spoke, he still exuded a murderous aura.

The little boy's body suddenly trembled slightly, and some of the speculative ideas he was about to implement were immediately forgotten by him, and he quickly led the way.

The little boy's home is a bit far away.

After walking along the river bank for half an hour, we came to a barren land that was almost bordering the desert.

This place is actually quite far away from the river.

"Brother Chen, you are back."

From the second floor of a somewhat old wooden building, a young woman in the foundation-building stage who was as beautiful as a flower ran down.

She quickly walked up to the little boy and looked at him carefully. After seeing that he was fine, she showed an angry expression.

The little boy pushed the woman away impatiently, then walked into the wooden building and rummaged around, then walked out again and came to Yang Che.

"Here, eight dollars."

The little boy handed the eight star-patterned stones to Yang Che with a pained expression on his face.

Yang Che was about to reach out and take it, but the beautiful young woman next to him suddenly held down the little boy's hand and said angrily: "Brother Chen, what are you doing? How can you give this starry stone to others casually? "