It would be an exaggeration to say that he completely trusts Yu Miao to the point where he can entrust his family and life.
But as far as the strangers who have known each other not long ago, it can be said that this group of disciples of Tianwumen have already trusted Yu Miao very much.
At least, fighting alongside her, they wouldn't be too worried about being stabbed in the back.
Even he has no doubts about Yu Miao's strength.
Just kidding, they dare not underestimate those who can even manipulate those monsters.
If Brother Xiaoyu is willing, he can even take the group of monsters to call the wind and rain in the secret realm. How can other monks find opportunities and spiritual treasures?
At least if they were themselves, it would be impossible to let go of such benefits and practice honestly by themselves.
After getting along for more than a month, they think they still have a little understanding of Brother Xiaoyu, and they also respect his character very much.
"What are you talking about?" Even the always sensible senior brother showed sincerity to Yu Miao at this time, "Why are we worried? Let Brother Xiaoyu take care of everyone's backs."
Just because he thinks more, he can see more clearly than his silly and sweet junior brother and other fellow students.
Perhaps, in terms of strength alone, none of them can match this young brother.
He still can't see through Brother Xiaoyu's cultivation!
In this case, either he is a mortal, or his cultivation is higher than him, or there is some magic weapon to cover up his cultivation.
Mortals, definitely not.
And the magic weapon.
It may be useful in other places. The Ziyun Secret Realm has such obvious restrictions on cultivation, even if it is covered up, high-level monks will be excluded.
How can there be any need for monks in the foundation establishment and qi refining stages to cover up their cultivation? The only ones who came in were these two classes.
Therefore, the greatest possibility is that the other party's cultivation base is even higher than his.
He himself is the peak in the late stage of foundation establishment, and those who can be higher than him are probably advanced to Jindan just after entering the secret realm.
Thinking about it this way, those evil cultivators on the opposite side are really not a big threat.
Even the elder brother said so, the group of young people in Tianwumen who were already very close to Yu Miao felt more at ease, and they all followed suit.
Seeing that everyone was full of energy, but it was the Xiexiu who was surrounded by a bonfire with a listless look on their faces, as if they were the ones who had just rushed on their way, Yu Miao said bluntly: "Since the preparations are made, then Everyone, adjust your breath for a while, and this will pass?"
"Go!" Everyone nodded in agreement.
On the other side, in the open space less than a few hundred meters away from Yu Miao and the others, there was still a fire burning in broad daylight.
Sitting around the fire were four thin-looking male monks.
All four of their faces were pale, not the natural white and translucent feeling, but a feeling of fatigue after not seeing the sun for a long time, or the weakness of the body, and even the lips could not see a trace of blood.
The eyebrows and eyes were even more gloomy, as if a cloud of black air enveloped their faces.
The body wearing clothes is visibly thin, even like a bamboo pole in the wind, with a piece of cloth draped over his body, no matter whether he is wearing black or white, he does not have a trace of grace.
The bones on the face are so thin that they protrude. If it is not covered by that layer of skin, it will probably look like a skull, which is quite scary.
But at this time, they seemed to be in the ice and snow in the low place. Even if they were surrounded by a fire, their bodies didn't have any heat at all, and they coughed a few times from time to time. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com