After entering Lingxi Township, this is the first time Wang Baole has received a request for help from a fellow Taoist sect. You must know that this kind of jade slip asking for help has a range limit. Unless the distance is relatively close, otherwise the magnetic field of the place will interfere with it and cannot be reached by fellow sects. take over.
This is not only true for Piao Miao Taoist Temple, but also for the other three great Taoist temples. But no matter what, this jade slip still has a certain effect. At this moment, Wang Baole looked down at the jade slip, his eyes focused, and as the spiritual power poured into the jade slip, he immediately locked onto it. Knowing the direction, his body swayed and he flew straight there.
In the past, when he met fellow disciples along the way, Wang Baole offered help to those who could. He felt that as the third-ranked student of the Piao Miao Taoist Academy's Law and Arms Department, he naturally could not turn a blind eye to such help.
On the one hand, this is his true intention, and on the other hand, it is because he has read the autobiography of a high-ranking official since he was a child. The importance of connections has been mentioned many times in it. As for the key point of gaining connections, it is to make more friends.
And helping others is the fastest and most profound way to make friends, so Wang Baole feels that helping others comes from his own heart and is a pleasure, and it is consistent with the autobiography of a senior official, so he does his duty. At this moment, the speed is so fast, whistling in the air The place guided by the jade slip is getting closer and closer.
At the same time, in front of Wang Baole, in the area pointed by the jade slip, there was a valley. In this valley, Zhuo Yifan's body was like a kite with its string broken, suddenly rewinding and falling directly to the ground.
When blood overflowed from his mouth, the jade slips he was holding for help fell aside.
"Zhuo Yixian!!" The injured Zhuo Yifan squatted and knelt with one hand on the ground and covered his chest with the other. His hair was disheveled and he was extremely embarrassed. He even had multiple injuries on his body. His eyes were red, with unwillingness and madness, and he lowered his head. Ye Zhong stared intently in front of him... a young man who looked very similar to him!
This young man was none other than Zhuo Yixian. He was dressed in white robes, handsome and elegant. He stood there, retracted the kick he had just kicked, and looked at Zhuo Yifan with a smile.
"Aren't you very unwilling, my brother?"
As Zhuo Yixian opened his mouth, bursts of laughter came from behind him. Not far away from him, he could see six students from Bailu Taoist Academy wearing white robes. Each of them had good fighting ability, and most of them were already dead. After obtaining a six-inch spiritual root, each of them had a look of relief and sarcasm on their faces, surrounding a seriously injured seven-inch spiritual root.
This seven-inch spiritual root is not faceless, but has transformed into the appearance of Zhuo Yifan!
In this scene, it is obvious that Zhuo Yixian led his fellow students to prevent Zhuo Yifan from absorbing the seven-inch true breath and obtaining the seven-inch spiritual root!
"Master Yixian, this is what you always talk about, your useless brother who still tries to challenge you?"
"What kind of skills can a person who can't get into our Bailu Taoist Academy and can only enter Piao Miao Taoist Academy have?" The people who surrounded Zhuo Yifan's seven-inch spiritual root said with a smile.
"I made everyone laugh. After this is over, I'll treat you to a treat to celebrate your classmates' admission to Bailu Upper House." Zhuo Yixian's smile was like a spring breeze, very polite.
The six White Deer students laughed one after another. They obviously liked Zhuo Yixian's boldness and were willing to make friends with this leader who was outstanding among the many students in the White Deer Taoist Academy.
Seeing that all this was irreversible, Zhuo Yifan's miserable blood spilled out again. He was unwilling to give in, but he had no choice. Even though the seven-inch spiritual root was right in front of him, it was so far away that it looked pathetic.
Although he is the leader of the martial arts department, he has been extremely serious for more than a year, but facing the brother in front of him who has surpassed him in every aspect since childhood, he is no match for him.
Not to mention that the other party has six helpers. These six people don't even need to take action against him. As long as they surround the seven-inch spiritual root, it is enough to make him despair.
"My good brother, as a bastard in the family, you are able to enter the Piaomiao Taoist Temple because your father is extremely gracious. As a bitch born of a bitch, it is your good fortune that you can achieve six inches." Zhuo Yi Xian's smile remained unchanged, he came to Zhuo Yifan, knelt down, patted Zhuo Yifan's face, made a snapping sound, and spoke with a smile.
"As for the seven inches, don't have any illusions."
Being so humiliated, the veins on Zhuo Yifan's face bulged and jumped, his eyes became more bloodshot, and his fists were tightly clenched, even too hard, and the blood vessels on the back of his hands seemed to burst.
Just as he was about to resist, his brother Zhuo Yixian flashed a cold light in his eyes and punched him directly in the chest, causing Zhuo Yifan to spurt out blood again. All the energy he had finally gathered was directly punched by Zhuo Yixian. Break up.
"Why bother? You've been like this since you were a child. You know, I really want to dig out your eyes. Your eyes are very annoying." Zhuo Yixian looked at his brother with a smile and spoke softly.
"You!!" Zhuo Yifan gasped, severe pain spread throughout his body, but there was nothing he could do. The memory was evoked by Zhuo Yixian's words and came to mind. Although in the eyes of his classmates at Piao Miao Dao Academy, his background He is mysterious, has extraordinary combat power, and is very beautiful, but in fact, his childhood was very bitter. As the son of a concubine, his mother died early, and his father was even more indifferent to him.
His childhood was cold and lonely, and his brother had been suppressing and torturing him since he was a child. He thought he could have his own future and break away from the family in Piao Miao Taoist Temple, but he didn't expect that here, he would still be controlled by him. Brother, cut off the seven-inch spiritual root path.
"Don't be discouraged. As your brother, I have planned your future for you." Zhuo Yixian patted Zhuo Yifan's face again, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
"Next, I will take away all your healing elixirs, make you seriously injured and comatose, and be trapped in a place you can't get out of. But don't worry, you won't die. You will wake up in a few days, but the extent of your injuries is... It will be heavier sometimes.”
"You will find that the only way to save yourself is to use the six-inch spiritual root to break through the ancient martial arts and advance to the true breath, because only when you reach the true breath can you use the repulsive power here to send you out of the serious injury. Secret realm.”
"How about it, brother is very nice to you." Zhuo Yixian's words fell into Zhuo Yifan's ears. They were extremely vicious, making Zhuo Yifan's eyes red and crazy, but he couldn't resist. In misery, he looked at the jade slip that had fallen off before. This was his only extravagant hope.
"Don't look anymore, whoever comes will be implicated by you." Zhuo Yixian smiled hoarsely, grabbed Zhuo Yifan, carried him to where the jade slip was, trampled it to pieces, and then crushed it a few more times. As if he had extinguished Zhuo Yifan's last hope, he turned around and left.
Seeing the jade slip being trampled to pieces, Zhuo Yifan's body seemed to have lost all strength, and he closed his eyes miserably.
But just when the jade slip was trampled and Zhuo Yifan closed his eyes, suddenly, the sound of running and whistling came from the distance, and there was even a roar that was familiar to Zhuo Yifan. Suddenly, it was like thunder from the sky, directly Explode!
"Zhuo Yixian, how dare you!!"
As the sound appeared, Wang Baole's figure rushed out like lightning in an instant. At an astonishing speed, he was directly in front of Zhuo Yixian and punched out.
This reversal was so sudden that neither Zhuo Yixian nor his six classmates had time to react. Wang Baole's fist had already fallen, causing a sonic boom that exploded in all directions.
Zhuo Yixian's expression changed suddenly. At the critical moment, he suddenly lifted Zhuo Yifan in his hand and tried to block him. The ring on his finger flashed, turning on his own protection to block Wang Baole's punch.
The roaring sound suddenly erupted, and Zhuo Yixian felt an overwhelming force roaring towards him, as if he was directly hit by a high-speed train.
His whole body was shaking violently, and he could not hold Zhuo Yifan firmly. His body was suddenly rolled back by the powerful bombardment. In mid-air, the light curtain transformed by the magic weapon outside his body was shattered layer by layer. Finally, with a bang, it collapsed directly, and His body was also pushed back more than ten feet away. When he landed, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He suddenly raised his head and looked at... Wang Baole who appeared next to Zhuo Yifan with horror in his eyes!
"Wang Baole!!" Zhuo Yixian breathed rapidly and immediately recognized Wang Baole's identity. At the same time, his six classmates also inhaled one by one and looked at Wang Baole in shock.
In fact, Wang Baole's speed just now was too fast, and the power of that punch was too great. It was beyond their understanding of pulse replenishment, and they were even frightened by this punch to some extent.
"What kind of cultivation level does he have!!"
"The magic weapon protection of the Immortal Master was completely destroyed!"
When these people were in wild shock, Zhuo Yifan opened his eyes and stared blankly at Wang Baole who was standing next to him. He was also stunned. Although he asked for help, he never expected that the person who came was actually having some trouble with him. Wang Baole.
Faced with his own troubles, Wang Baole was actually able to help. This incident shocked Zhuo Yifan too much, and his eyes showed complexity and even some guilt.
Not noticing Zhuo Yifan's complexity, Wang Baole turned around at this moment, with his back to Zhuo Yifan, and looked at Zhuo Yixian with an ugly face and even more anger in his eyes.
Although he came a little late, the scene here fell into his eyes and he roughly judged the cause and effect. Although he didn't understand why Zhuo Yifan and Zhuo Yixian, who should be brothers, acted like this, the other party's vicious intentions were very serious. obvious.
"It's just robbing. I've done this kind of thing before, but that's the most it can do. And you not only robbed the opportunity, but also cut off its hope. This matter... is over!"
(End of chapter)