Although it was a little noisy outside, no one dared to barge in.
Judging from the voices, they seemed to be Bear Russians, so Qin Lang naturally handed them over to Wajim to deal with.
After a while, a few people entered the cave with guns and tools. When they saw Qin Lang and Qin Miao, they seemed to be about to attack them.
The bodies of these people were very strong. With one look, one could tell that they were real Bear Russian soldiers. Moreover, they should be the kind of Bear Russian soldiers who had undergone cruel training. In any case, in Qin Lang's eyes, these people's bodies were quite sturdy and strong. However, the hostility they showed toward Qin Lang and Qin Miao was obvious. Who knew where their hostility came from?
However, after a while, Qin Lang knew where their hostility came from. It was all because Qin Miao had killed a Bear Russian warrior halfway up the mountain. Logically speaking, Qin Miao's actions could be considered clean and neat, leaving almost no clues. Fortunately, these guys actually found their way here, which meant that these people's tracking skills were quite professional. Yes, they should be considered quite professional.
Wajim communicated with these people for a while, and then Wajim said to Qin Lang, "They said that sir, you killed one of their men halfway up the mountain."
"That's right, I killed him." Qin Lang did not deny it. "How do you think I should deal with this? You're not going to make me pay with my life, are you? "
"Of course not!" Wajim said. "I'm just asking them about the situation. In fact, what does their life and death have to do with me? Moreover, I once told their leader that this place is a restricted area. Their people can't enter here, especially in winter. I absolutely won't allow anyone to disturb my hibernation. Since they don't learn from their mistakes, I can only help them learn from their mistakes. "
After saying this, Wajim made his move. As a result, each of these guys lost two fingers. Perhaps Wajim thought that losing one finger was not enough, so he doubled their punishment.
These people were quite capable, and at least they were first-class soldiers. However, to Wajim, they were just like ants.
Not killing these people was already Wajim being merciful.
"Sir, they are Xiong Er's men after all, and I know they are training on the other side of the mountain, so …"
"I've already said that it's up to you how to deal with them. I don't care if they live or die." Qin Lang felt that Wajim didn't need to explain anything to him because he really didn't care about the lives of these people.
Moreover, Qin Lang was ready to leave this place.
Hearing that Qin Lang was leaving, Wajim was a little reluctant. "Sir, can't you stay here for a while? I still need to learn martial arts from you. I know that my current level of martial arts is still much lower than yours … "
"No, you don't need to raise your cultivation level anymore." Qin Lang solemnly said to Wajim. "Previously, you were desperately trying to raise your realm because your lifespan had reached its end, and you urgently needed to increase it. But now, you no longer have such concerns, so you naturally don't need to frantically raise your realm anymore."
"However, the higher my cultivation level is, the stronger my strength will be." This fellow was indeed stubborn.
"Of course, if your realm continues to increase, your strength will continue to increase as well. But raising your realm too quickly isn't necessarily a good thing. En, for example, it's like building a house. If the foundation isn't solid, the house might collapse if it's built too high. And after the house is built, even if you discover the problems left behind during the construction, it's very difficult to fix them. Do you understand this? "Qin Lang could only use this analogy to make Wajim understand.
"Oh … Teacher, I understand." Wajim nodded respectfully.
"It's good that you understand." Qin Lang said, "The Martial Soul Realm is the key between the Profound Martial Realm and the Martial Saint Realm. You don't need to rush to cross this realm. What you need to do is accumulate enough strength, and you'll naturally succeed in the end. If you force it, it won't be beautiful. Oh right, you can continue to stay here for a while. Then, if you think you've thought it through, you can come to Hua Xia to find me. "
Before Wajim could reply, someone's voice came from outside again.
Wajim seemed to be really angry this time. He shouted angrily towards the outside, then rushed out quickly. Qin Lang and Qin Miao also followed him out.
At this moment, the wind and snow outside the cave had already stopped. Although there was a sun in the sky, it didn't give off any sense of warmth.
At the top of the mountain was a group of 13 people. These people didn't carry any weapons, perhaps because they disdained to use weapons.
The leader was a middle-aged Xiong Russian. His face and arms were covered in all kinds of scars, and there was even a scar that cut across his eyelid. This made him look very sinister and ruthless.
However, when this middle-aged man saw Wajim, he was very polite. He said to Wajim, "Mr. Wajim, these two killed our people. Please let us take them away!"
"You're … Morris? En, I remember. I've met you a few times in the past. " Wajim's thoughts were very simple. Because he had met Morris before, he treated Morris as an acquaintance, and his hostility towards him disappeared.
"Yes, Mr. Wajim. I've even asked you about the principles of cultivation," Morris said. "I know you don't want to be disturbed, but leave these two to us. My people will leave immediately."
"No, Morris. This is my teacher, and the other is his friend!" Wajim hurriedly said. "Morris, I know you're much stronger than before, but you're still no match for me. As for the matter of you disturbing me today, I won't pursue it. "
Qin Lang chuckled at the side because Wajim really didn't know how to talk. If he said that, the other party would definitely be embarrassed. After all, this Morris was also an expert, and obviously someone with status.
As expected, Morris' face darkened. "Mr. Wajim, in our Siberia's Ice Edge Training Camp, you're a legendary existence. We all know that there's a cultivation master living in seclusion at the top of this snowy mountain. That master is, of course, you. Many people in the training camp, including me, have seen your power, but you're already old! Even if you once had great power, you're still old! When I found out that your hibernation was getting longer and longer, I knew that you were about to die of old age! Your legend, the legend of the 'Snow Mountain Hermit', is about to end, and a new legend will be born! "
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