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Chapter Eight Soft Persimmons

Wang Yi condensed a layer of blue spiritual power on his left hand, and grabbed the disciple from the distance, clenching his fist tightly. In an instant, the disciple's whole body trembled, and his body floated towards Wang Yi strangely.

His face was full of disbelief.

At the same time, the cone-shaped spiritual power of Wang Yi's right hand reappeared, and the sound of "chichi" piercing the air suddenly sounded. Wang Yi took advantage of the situation and thrust forward fiercely. This blow was unstoppable and he would definitely return with blood.

At this time, the disciple's face was full of horror, and he hurriedly recited the mantra in his mouth. In an instant, countless giant trees and vine whips burst out of the ground, blocking Wang Yi and Wang Yi like a screen.

among these disciples.

"Boom boom boom!" Loud sounds suddenly erupted, resounding throughout the world, and countless debris was seen scattered across the sky and falling down.

"Humph, senior brother, is this all you have?" Wang Yi's eyes were as cold as ice and he sneered with a slanted mouth.

At the same time, his hands were already red, as if fire was burning and magma was rolling. The air around him was filled with heat waves. The debris in the air landed on his hands and immediately turned into a wisp.

The black smoke turned into black slag and disappeared with the wind.

When the disciple saw this scene, his heart suddenly stirred up a storm, his face became even more pale and bloodless, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked shocked.

"This kid actually knows the art of fire. He is my nemesis!" The disciple thought to himself, and then smiled at Wang Yi.

"I said, Junior Brother Wang, don't be so serious! Senior Brother is joking with you. If you give Senior Brother the storage ring to me, can't I do it now?"

Wang Yi frowned slightly when he saw this disciple's attitude changing so quickly, but the caution on his face remained unabated.

When the disciple saw that Wang Yi still had an indifferent expression on his face and his hands were still red, he immediately smiled and said, "My good junior brother, even if the senior brother is wrong, I will never joke with you again. You

I’ll help you with the germination task next month, that’s it!”

When Wang Yi saw this, he even sneered in his heart, and still said coldly, "No, I just want to tell you that I, Wang Yi, am not someone to be trifled with!"

"Yes, yes, you are the best!" The disciple nodded quickly.

"Humph, get out!" Wang Yi snorted coldly.

"Okay, okay, I know you, Junior Brother Wang, are a good person!" The disciple smiled at Wang Yi and then left quickly.

"Hey, how can you let him go? Call him back, and I will ask him some questions!" At this time, the demon snake said dumbly.

Wang Yi was also stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "Wait, come back! Junior brother, I have something to ask you."

When the disciple heard this, he was shocked, stopped, turned his head slowly, and said with a smile, "Haha, junior brother, please ask, as long as I know something, I will definitely tell you!"

"This is best, come in and talk!" Wang Yi glanced at this disciple, turned around and walked towards the room.

"***, I knew he wouldn't let me go so easily!" At this time, the disciple had a gloomy look on his face, shook his head, forced a smile on his face, and walked towards the house.

"Have a seat!" Wang Yi still looked indifferent. His words did not sound like a courtesy, but an order.

"Okay, okay, Junior Brother Wang, your place is pretty good, you have everything!" the disciple said with a smile.

"It must be far from where you live!"

"No way! I wonder what junior brother wants to ask?"

"Ask him about the current situation and the actual situation of this spiritual cultivator. Who is in charge here?" the demon snake said hurriedly.

"Brother, please explain the current situation and the current structure of this place. I'm new here and I'm not very familiar with everything!" Wang Yi glanced at the disciple, poured a cup of tea, and took his place.

The disciple was also stunned for a moment, and then he laughed and said, "Haha, that's it. It's easy to talk about. Let me tell you, even though the world of spiritual cultivation is no longer a stranger, the war is still going on!

Now the world of spiritual cultivation is divided into four major territories, namely the capital of Fandong, the land of extreme west, the area of ​​Wangbei, and the city of Lingnan. And our place is the land of extreme west, which is the ancient alien spirit, Senior Ding

The place under their control! The south is controlled by Senior Wu, the north is controlled by Senior Xu, and the east is controlled by Senior Pan."

"The one named Ding? Could it be that bastard Ding Bingyi? Alas, these four people are all treacherous and cunning people, no wonder they are still alive today!" the demon snake sighed.

"Then why is the war going on?" Wang Yi continued to ask in confusion.

"Alas, Senior Ding from the far west land and Senior Wu from the Lingnan City have reached a consensus, advocating that the main thing is to slow down, but the other two seniors are the main battle! Over time, the spiritual cultivators on both sides of us have

They are also at odds with each other, and they are always fighting each other with fists and kicks." The disciple lamented, his expression did not seem to be just pretending, but he was speaking out of emotion.

The more Wang Yi listened, the more confused he became. He frowned slightly and continued to ask, "Why are you slowing down? What are you fighting for? Brother, please make it clear!"

"Okay, this delay is mainly based on conservative forces, advocating that we spiritual cultivators should wait until we are strong to avenge the bloody sea. However, the main fighting party has always insisted that all spiritual cultivators set out together to find the demon clan.

, colluded with each other to plan a revenge plan. This was all based on revenge, but the discrepancy was very big." The disciple shook the stems and leaves as he spoke, with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Hmph, they are all a bunch of trash! The demon clan was defeated and has been missing ever since. I don't know where it is now, and they are still plotting a revenge plan. It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous! If this continues, the entire world of spiritual cultivation will be destroyed by these four

The man is ruined, Wang Yi. Now you are my only hope!" The demon snake suddenly became furious, which made Wang Yi shaken and became worried.

"Senior brother, do the disciples of this outer sect only need to complete the germination task once a month and allocate the rest of their time themselves?"

"Well, it's roughly the same, but you still have to do the task. If you don't do it for a long time, it will be recorded as a beating. We are not like the disciples of the inner sect who only need to practice all day long."

Wang Yi nodded and said softly, "Okay, I understand. I'll bother you, senior brother. Senior brother can leave now!"

The disciple looked at Wang Yi blankly with the tea cup in his hand, and wanted to speak to him, but he hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Okay, then I won't disturb your rest, junior brother!"

"Um!"

Immediately afterwards, the disciple hurriedly walked out.

"Huh, put on airs with me, I won't believe you haven't been in trouble!" the disciple murmured.

"If I were you, I would never keep this disciple. This kind of soft persimmon is the most abominable, because you don't know when he will stab you! The most important thing right now is to improve your cultivation. As long as you reach the Guiyi realm, you can do anything.

It’s easy!” the devil snake said slowly.

Wang Yi, who was in the room, also nodded, remained silent, closed his eyes and meditated.


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