This strange miasma even made Xu Luo a little bit unintentional. He secretly screamed in his heart and quickly returned to Qin Xuanji.
"Uncle Jinghui, where are junior brothers Zhihe now?"
A hint of bitterness appeared on Jinghui's face and she pointed down the cliff.
"That silly boy has poor spiritual talent. He has been ridiculed and teased by his classmates over the years. Although he looks normal on the surface, in fact he is extremely sensitive and has low self-esteem.
This time I was directly sued by my senior sister Zhiyu to Siguo Peak, and all the unwillingness and grievances in my heart suddenly burst out, so I chose to climb Siguo Cliff."
Jinghai, who had been silent until he heard this, suddenly said.
"Now you blame this child for being too sensitive. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of you, the chief adult who you always respect so much, how could Zhihe act so radically and have to prove his innocence?"
"Aren't you the one who knows how to adapt to the peak of Si Guo and insists on proving your innocence? Tsk tsk, you are so majestic and evil!
Not to mention that the matter has not yet been decided, what is the value of Zhihe picking a few jade-heart grasses? It is worth being so unwilling to forgive me, senior brother..."
"Asshole!"
This time, before Master Jinghui could finish his words, Jinghai had already stood up with hair and hair growing furious.
"Jinggui, do you know what nonsense you are talking about? Even every plant and tree is the property of the sect. How can you let others take it without telling you?
If you can steal... you can get a piece of grass today, how can you know that you won't be able to get the Escape Mirror tomorrow..."
"Be careful what you say, the leader of Jinghai!"
Upon hearing the word "Escape from the World", Qin Xuanji rarely even called him "senior brother" this time, and directly interrupted the conversation with a sharp shout.
Jing Hai and the other two seemed to have thought of something. After being stunned for a moment, their faces changed slightly and they looked towards Xu Luo, who was watching the show next to them.
The three big bosses all stared at him, and Xu Luo was so frightened that goosebumps came out all over his body, but he didn't mean to smile bitterly.
"Sect Master, two uncles, what are you talking about? Do you really understand nothing?"
The three old foxes have encountered not only a thousand but also eight hundred disciples. When have they ever seen such a bold scoundrel?
In the past, no matter how talented and arrogant those disciples were, they would always be submissive and respectful in front of these three people, not to mention telling lies with their eyes open like this!
But after Xu Luo's interruption, the anxiety in the three people's hearts could not help but calm down a bit. They looked at each other and shook their heads in laughter.
Xu Luo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It seemed that this so-called Escape Mirror should be the same as the Divine Shadow Card. It was the so-called sect-suppressing spiritual treasure of the Begging Union!
Seeing that the three people looked a little gentle, he quickly returned to the topic.
"Since Siguoya is so dangerous, can't we stop Junior Brother Zhihe from doing stupid things?"
Jinghui walked straight to the edge of the cliff without saying a word, looking down from time to time with worried eyes. Jinghai turned her old face expressionless again.
Qin Xuanji sighed and finally explained to Xu Luo.
I don’t know which sect leader made this rule. It was originally intended to give disciples who had been wronged a channel to appeal.
But to be honest, if they are not forced to have no other choice, no fool will take this path. The disciple needs to self-conceal the spiritual energy magic weapon and survive the invasion of miasma poisonous insects with only the physical body. Just think about it and you will know how dangerous it is?
Even if you practice to a certain level, your physical body will definitely become stronger. How can the miasma poisonous insects that may be entrenched in Lingyun Peak be mortal?
Not everyone will be as perverted as Xu Luo, who is already as good as Master Sanhua when he is still in the Ningsha Realm!
If you think about climbing down from a cliff, even if you don't die, your skin will peel off. Most importantly, the fear of being eaten alive by poisonous insects at all times, few people can persist to the end.
What's more, Si Guofeng has been in charge of Master Jinghai for nearly a hundred years. He always puts fairness first in dealing with things, and his disciples are all convinced.
Over time, I am afraid that most people have never even heard of this rule, and they don’t know where Zhihe heard it from, and they stupidly jumped into this big hole.
As for why it is not stopped or abolished directly?
Haha, very simple!
Because there was a low-status pig-butcher who climbed the Siguo Cliff himself, and the Qinggui Patriarch at that time upheld justice and avenged his innocence. This is how the all-powerful Patriarch Qingren came to be!
Xu Luo only felt a little headache. He had been born in two lifetimes and he still didn't understand that anything involving important people was never simple!
Don't talk about such a fate-changing event, it's just a fart. Others should also think more about whether they should eat more potatoes and beans when they go back, and follow them a few times?
At this time, a series of exclamations suddenly sounded from below, and from time to time there were the roars of various qi machines breaking through the clouds. It was obvious that more and more disciples had gathered below.
Several people's eyes were focused and they hurried to the edge of the cliff. Master Jinghui looked like a master with his hands behind his back, but Xu Luo could clearly see that his hands behind his back had been pinched to the point where the veins were bulging.
Xu Luo smiled secretly in his heart and ignored the shock. His eyes directly glowed with dazzling red light and looked down.
I saw a short figure hanging tightly in a depression on the straight and steep cliff, with an ugly face dripping with sweat and a ferocious expression of pain.
Xu Luo looked carefully for several times before reluctantly recognizing that the face, which was already a little bruised and swollen, was that of Zhi He, whom he had met once before.
At this moment, under the Netherworld Technique, there were countless brightly colored bugs, greedily clinging to his body. They were of different sizes and densely packed.
Seen from a distance, Zhihe looks like he is wearing a suit of colorful armor!
With Xu Luo's keen senses, he could even hear countless creepy gnawing sounds in his ears.
What Xu Luo could see, several real people must have seen clearly, Jinghai and Qin Xuanji could still look calm.
But Master Jinghui is well-known in Lingyunfeng for his love for his children, not to mention the children who have grown up. No wonder he is so angry!
Although Xu Luo felt a little awe-inspiring, he was not too horrified.
With so many people watching, Zhi He probably wouldn't be able to die no matter what, but the pain of being devoured by thousands of insects was enough to make him unforgettable.
From time to time, exclamations of surprise rang out from the clouds and mist below, and some people even began to loudly persuade them to be peaceful.
Xu Luo turned his eyes and looked around. Most of the people below should be disciples of Lone Star and Siguo Liangfeng. He has rarely interacted with people since he joined the sect, and nine times out of ten he doesn't know them.
But on one of the pages of the boat-shaped spiritual object, Xu Luo saw another familiar face. It was the senior sister Zhiyu who had obviously deliberately humiliated Zhihe that day!
What was unexpected was that there was no joy on this woman's heroic face at this moment.
"Uncle Jinghai, is it the fellow disciple named Zhiyu who sued Zhihe?"
Although Zhenren Jinghai kept showing off his old face, he was just obviously a little angry about today's events, and he was out of habit, so he didn't have any objections to Xu Luo.
Although he is old-fashioned, he is definitely not stupid. Xu Luo will soon take people to Shenmu Island to fight for the sect. He will never dare to neglect such a disciple.
What's more, given the relationship between Xu Luo and Qin Xuanji, it would be fine if he died in Shenmu Continent. If he could come back alive, he would definitely be one of the Optimus Primes of the Begging Alliance in the future, and he could not be ignored.
"He is exactly this person. My nephew, don't blame my uncle for being unkind. I can talk about it, but the sect's laws cannot!"
There was a rare hint of bitterness in the eyes of Master Jinghai, and when he said the last sentence, he subconsciously glanced at the other two people.
Jinghai didn't refute this time. In fact, he didn't understand the truth.
The Begging Union controls the entire Kukai Sea, and there are more than tens of millions of humans under its rule, although 99% of the common people are generally governed by the Lower House.
But if Lingyun Peak, the foundation of this place, behaves unfairly and behaves randomly, then Sui Konghai will already be in chaos. Do you really think that all the factions, big and small, and the family forces are just living off it?
Xu Luo didn't show any partiality because he knew Zhihe, but nodded cautiously.
A trace of relief flashed in Master Jinghai's eyes, and he said no more. On the contrary, Qin Xuanji next to him spoke indifferently.
"This kid is really overestimating his abilities. It's obvious that he can't hold on anymore. I'm afraid he's in danger."
Master Jinghui subconsciously moved his footsteps and moved towards the edge of the cliff. Jinghai's eyes were changing, and even he didn't know whether he wanted to see this disciple named Zhihe climb up?
Xu Luo looked at Zhihe who was struggling to climb upwards. At this moment, in his red eyes, this scary-looking face was really clearly visible.
Looking at it, Xu Luo couldn't help but look serious.
When practicing during peacetime, it is obvious that most of the thoughts are focused on the group of dragon rats. At this moment, companion creatures cannot be used, and the true colors are immediately revealed.
Having only climbed to mid-air, his eyes were already starting to become blurry, and his fingers dug into the cracks of the stone were already stained with blood.
Following his climbing route, a faint trace of human blood appeared on the cliff.
But what surprised Xu Luo was that even at this point, Zhihe, who didn't seem to be a determined person at first glance, didn't even have the slightest fear.
The sight in his small eyes had begun to lose focus, but that indifferent look was all too familiar to Xu Luo.
Every time he merged with the true form of the ferocious ape, he acted like this and ignored everything. Not only others, but also his own life, he never cared about it.
All the energy and energy are left only with the goal in mind, and will subconsciously destroy anything in the way...
Zhihe only felt that the bright light in front of his eyes gradually became dim.
He blinked hard to see more carefully, but his eyelids felt like they were pressed by two mountains, and he always wanted to close them completely.
There was a bone-piercing pain all over his body, especially in his fingertips, reminding him that his body was reaching its limit.
Zhihe reluctantly stretched out a hand and touched a finger-width crack in the stone. He felt so happy that he wished he could stuff his whole palm into it.
With the help of the cracks in the rocks, his already exhausted body finally had a chance to breathe. He pressed his thin body tightly against the cliff to avoid being consumed by the ubiquitous mountain wind.
But as soon as his body pressed against the cold cliff, he subconsciously hissed. He knew without looking that it was those poisonous insects causing trouble again!
Living in Lingyun Peak, these little things had already become spiritually enlightened. They were a little scrupulous at first, but after discovering that Zhihe would not resist at all, they swarmed forward almost unscrupulously.
Zhihe felt as if his body was filled with countless sharp knives, drilling into his flesh.
The dark red blood soaked the clothes, seeped out onto the cliff, and finally quietly printed a mark of a human figure lying down.
After resting for a while, he finally regained his composure and forced himself to raise his voice. The strength of his arms would numb his body, and he would lift up a bit.
But at this moment, a strong mountain wind howled and blew, and he felt that his body was falling violently outward like a fallen leaf without any support.
A ruthless look flashed across his little eyes, and he dug his fingertips into the crack in the stone, trying to lean his body against the cliff.
A muffled bang followed by a squeaking scream was heard just now, but was blown away by the biting mountain wind.
Due to his slow body reaction and failure to control his strength, Zhi He Chou's face directly hit an uneven and hard rock.
Suddenly, he felt as if his mind was exploding and buzzing, and even the ever-present severe pain in his body seemed to be gradually going away.
"Junior brother Zhihe, let's forget it!"
"Zhihe, don't be stubborn, come down quickly, you can't climb up."
…
There was a sound of shouting and yelling that sounded familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time. The strange thing was that at this moment, even though these sounds were so peaceful, every word could be clearly heard.
The sound seemed to be echoing in my mind with a strange magic power.
Give up! You are a waste to begin with, so what if you give up?
Brothers and sisters, you don’t have any bad intentions. It doesn’t matter if others ridicule you a few times. Aren’t you already used to this?
All that was left in his mind was drowsiness, but these voices were like slaps, hitting Zhihe hard on the face.
At this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind, and he must not let go of his hand.
But the warm and sore feeling on his face still gave him the urge to cry out of grievance. He even couldn't tell whether the blood or tears flowing on his face was blood.
At this moment, a very familiar and shrill howl suddenly sounded in Zhihe's ears.
"Zhihe, stop crawling! It's senior sister's fault, and senior sister doesn't want to do this. I just can't bear to see you always focusing on those beasts..."
Zhihe clung to the cliff and his body trembled violently, then he slowly raised his head and subconsciously looked behind him.
These words with a hint of wail were shouted by Senior Sister Zhiyu.
The vision in his eyes was already blurry, but he looked straight in the direction of Zhiyu for a moment with incomparable precision.
Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on his face covered with blood and tears, and he squeezed out the last bit of strength in his body and murmured.
"Dragon rats are not beasts, they are my partners!"
"Ah...hehe..."
No one could hear Zhihe's murmuring laughter, but he no longer cared.
Not knowing where the strength came from, he actually freed up a hand to fumble around the top of his head.
At this moment, he seemed to be in a daze, mumbling indistinctly while moving numbly upward inch by inch.
"You like geniuses and treasures, and you like magic arts and magic, but I just like dragons and rats. Is it wrong?
Isn’t it supposed to be a great freedom and joy in spiritual practice? Isn’t it just about fighting bravely and fighting to the death?