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Chapter 1752 Hell?

 Seeing Zhao Li's appearance, Bai Ye's heart beat slightly faster, and an ominous premonition hit his heart.

"Senior Brother Zhao, are you okay?"

Bai Ye frowned and asked.

"No, I'm fine...I'm fine...I'm just too happy"

Zhao Li got up from the ground, and actually reached out his hand to quietly wipe away his tears, which were tears of joy.

He weighed the token, gave it to Bai Ye, and said with a smile: "Junior brother, from today on, Hunwu Hall will have to rely on you! Work hard!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran to a small cabinet next to him, and actually started to pack his things.

Bai Ye was already confused: "Senior brother, where are you going?"

"Oh, I'm moving to Bingxintang soon!"

"Bing Xin Tang? Where is that place?"

"A place for healing." Zhao Li smiled and said: "Bingxintang is responsible for refining pills and refining medicinal herbs in our sect. Junior brother, you don't know something. Your senior brother, I can say that I have injuries all over my body now.

Go to Bingxintang to recuperate, otherwise your life will be lost, so everything here has to be left to you. In the past few days, I will take you to get familiar with everything in Hunwutang, and tell the sect what you should do every day.

I have told you some of the rules, so you have to be careful these days, do you understand?"

"Okay." Bai Ye nodded.

But the doubts in my heart lingered for a long time.

For some reason, Bai Ye always felt that Zhao Li was hiding something from him.

Zhao Li started to get busy.

"Senior brother." Bai Ye glanced at Zhao Li, who was flipping something, and called out.

"What's wrong?"

"This Soul Martial Hall...how many disciples are there currently?"

"Our Soul Martial Hall? Haha, that's amazing. We are the only department in the entire sect that does not have a maximum number of people. Not counting you, there are currently one hundred and seventy-seven disciples."

"Where are those disciples?"

"Oh...they all went to Bingxintang." Zhao Li said casually.

"Bing Xintang?" Bai Ye's face darkened a bit, and he immediately asked: "Are they... also going to heal their wounds?"

"Yes." Zhao Li nodded: "They are all here to heal their wounds!"

"this..."

Bai Ye was stunned.

The whole department goes to heal?

Is this a joke?

"It's fine, why do you need to heal? And... what kind of injuries did they suffer? With so many people healing, who will maintain that department?" Bai Yening asked. She felt more and more wrong.

"Good question!" Zhao Li squinted and smiled: "Junior brother, actually I shouldn't be here. However, Hunwu Hall needs a disciple to maintain the normal operation of Hunwu Hall, and I am a disciple of Hunwu Hall.

The youngest disciple, according to the rules, the senior brothers have gone to heal their wounds and enjoy their blessings. As the youngest disciple, I have to stay here, waiting for the next person to worship in the Hunwu Hall. Now, junior brother, you are here, Hunwu

Of course I have to leave it to you!"

"I see that the injuries on your body, Senior Brother Zhao Li, are not serious. They are just minor illnesses. Why are you rushing to heal them? Besides, how long will it take for you to heal your wounds this time?"

"I won't come back." Zhao Li smiled calmly.

"What?"

Bai Ye suddenly stood up from the chair.

"Actually, we went to Bingxintang to heal our wounds because we simply didn't want to stay in Hunwutang. This place is hell for us!" Zhao Li took a deep breath and smiled.

"Hell...hell...?" Bai Ye was stunned.

"Junior brother...you don't know our Hunwu Hall yet...let's go, I'll take you around now." Zhao Li said, and then handed Bai Ye a booklet.

Bai Ye took it and took a look. It clearly recorded some basic rules of Taishang Shentian Temple and some of the daily tasks of Hunwu Hall.

His expression was unnatural, and he obviously could not understand Zhao Li's words.

The two of them walked out of the door, and Zhao Li led Bai Ye directly towards the martial arts field next to them.

"This is the Soul Martial Field, the area our Soul Martial Hall is mainly responsible for." Zhao Li pointed at everything in front of him and said.

Bai Ye looked at the soul martial arts field with a hint of concentration in his eyes.

The moment he stepped into this place, he only felt a strange and silent power wrapping around him. This power was extremely uncomfortable, but it was irresistible.

I'm afraid there is a large formation operating below the soul martial arts field, otherwise there wouldn't be such a wonderful power.

"This is the trial area, and that is the area for disciples to communicate and learn free fighting. However, generally no disciples come here. Most of the people who come to our soul martial arts field come here for this trial area!"

Zhao Li pointed to the large pile of exquisite but mottled statues next to him.

"What are these? Agency people?" Bai Ye asked.

"Yes, but it is not an ordinary machine man." Zhao Li smiled and said: "It is said that this is a machine man built by the ancestors of our Supreme God Temple. It is very exquisite, but..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that the strength is too low." Zhao Li smiled and walked in.

Seeing him standing in the middle of those statues, people suddenly shouted loudly.

"open!"

In an instant.

Wow!

A soaring soul energy exploded from the middle of the statue.

Immediately afterwards, all the statues came to life.

Their eyes were red, they pulled out their stone swords and knives, and all attacked Zhao Li.

Each statue is very powerful and terrifying, but the soul power they release is... extremely thin!

It almost breaks when touched!

Although Zhao Li is fat, he is astonishingly flexible. He shuttles between the statues quickly like a fish, and his hands are like sharp swords striking at the heart of each stone sculpture.

Any stone sculpture whose heart is attacked will stop instantly.

In less than ten breaths, all the rioting stone sculptures stopped.

Zhao Liyun walked over lightly and said with a smile: "Junior brother, how are you?"

"Senior brother is indeed very powerful." Bai Ye nodded.

"Hey, this is nothing to me! In the sect, my method is actually not popular, so I can only deal with these useless statues." Zhao Li said with a smile, but he saw it in his eyes.

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"Since these statues are so childish, what is their purpose?" Bai Ye couldn't help but ask.

"It's just used to train you newbies who have just joined the sect." Zhao Li said with a smile: "Usually people who have been in the sect for a few years will not come here!"

"That's it." Bai Ye nodded.

But at this time...

Boom!

Zhao Li's knees suddenly softened and he knelt heavily on the ground.

"Senior brother, why do you need to give such a big gift?" Bai Ye was shocked.

However, he saw that Zhao Li's face was pale and he tried his best to turn his head and look to the side.

Bai Ye followed his gaze and saw several figures walking towards the gate...

When Bai Ye saw this, he immediately reacted and looked at Zhao Li's shoulders again, only to notice that his shoulders were now covered by a strong general force...


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