Only then did he realize that the person in front of him was actually a great treasure.
It's just... Ying Jiuyue is so drunk now, who can get anything out of him? Zhao Li has kicked him more than a dozen times, and he is still as dead as a dead person, without any reaction.
Could it be that the magical soul technique was used to directly retrieve the memories from his brain?
That's impossible. If Ying Jiuyue is really a world-shattering power, then what kind of terrifying magic weapon or how powerful a power must be to use soul magic to be able to do it?
Moreover, this kind of technique that penetrates directly into the spirit will probably dispel all his drunkenness and wake him up, right?
If he wakes up and finds someone doing such a thing to him, then he still has to fight with all his strength?
The former chief elder of the Supreme Heavenly Temple!
Bai Ye didn't think he could withstand a few moves in front of such a terrifying person, and he was afraid that he wouldn't have a chance of winning even if he used the Death Dragon Sword.
"Let me tell you, there are more than just those three people who want to extract the supreme soul magic formula from Elder Ying. There are people from all departments, and there are even elite disciples of our sect, evil geniuses! Even some of the elders, but
...They don’t do it themselves, but ask us Hunwu Hall disciples to do it!”
"Why?" Bai Ye asked puzzledly.
"Why? The reason is very simple!" Zhao Li sneered: "Because this is a matter of narrow escape, and asking us to go is nothing more than treating us as scapegoats!"
"scapegoat??"
"Yes!" Zhao Li walked over directly, sat down on Ying Jiuyue, leaned his back against the wall, crossed his legs and said with a smile: "How is it? Is it cool?"
"With your level of cultivation, you dare to sit on such a powerful person...it's really cool." Bai Ye said with a strange expression on his face.
If this great power was awake, he would have pulled out Zhao Li's skin and tendons, pulled out his soul, and thrown it into the furnace to be sacrificed, so that he could no longer live or die.
Zhao Li's current moment may be the most glorious moment in his life...
"Haha." Zhao Li said with a smile: "If it were normal, let alone sitting on a strong man of this level, even if I saw him, I would have to kneel on the ground to talk, but it is different now, he is a useless person.
He can do whatever I want."
"Anything is fine with him?"
"Of course...well...don't think too much. I don't have that kind of habit, nor am I a disgusting person. I just hate this guy." Zhao Li stood up, his eyes filled with tears.
Anger and unwillingness: "You should know that those who worship in the Supreme God's Heavenly Palace are unique geniuses. Otherwise, they would never be able to pass the many tests set by the Supreme God's Heavenly Palace and worship here!"
"I... know..." Bai Ye nodded with difficulty, his face still looking weird.
"I was originally a young master from a big family. In order to train me, our family spent all their wealth and everything, and my talent is also very good. In the end, I did not disappoint my father. It only took me three thousand years.
I entered the Realm of God, and I was regarded as a genius that only emerges once in ten thousand years. Later, I spent ten thousand years to enter Xuanzun, and headed towards Dacheng Xuanjun! But because the family’s resources became increasingly scarce, I had already
Unable to support me to continue to break the shackles, I considered joining the sect. With a genius like me, if I join any powerful clan, I will definitely be cultivated as the number one seed! But... I went through all the hardships and endured all the hardships to join.
The Heavenly Temple of the Supreme God has become a useless person here! Haha, I originally had a bright future, but now I am living in a muddle here! The future is slim! Junior Brother Bai, do you know how many times I have wanted to kill this guy?
?”
"Why don't you apply to change departments?" Bai Ye asked.
"You need the consent of the elders on both sides to change departments! What's more, those of us who are considered geniuses outside do not have much advantage in the sect, because everyone in the sect is a genius, and the elders of other departments may not value it.
No one among us has successfully replaced him so far." Zhao Li shook his head and said hoarsely: "Currently, almost all of the one hundred and seventy-seven disciples in our department have experienced this. It is so difficult to worship the Supreme God. We are devoted to it.
They spent all their property, asked for all their favors, and even waited for thousands of years just to be able to enter here to practice more powerful techniques, but everything... is so cruel!"
Speaking of this, Zhao Li couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes, his face full of pain: "Many senior brothers and sisters and I have considered leaving the Supreme God's Heavenly Temple, but... we are not willing to leave, and we dare not leave.
Because...we don't have the face to go back to see our tribesmen and our relatives..."
The white night was silent.
"That's too far."
Zhao Li took a deep breath, forced out a smile, pointed at Ying Jiuyue and said: "Regarding this exercise, Junior Brother Bai, I have to tell you, don't think about it, and don't do it, do you understand?
Otherwise you will definitely die."
"Why?"
"Because it's impossible to figure out the skills when Ying Jiuyue is drunk. There is only one situation where it's possible to ask something out of his mouth."
"what's the situation?"
"When he was drinking. But practicing Falun Gong at that time was seeking death! This kind of drunkard hates being disturbed when he is drinking. If you see him at that time, he will kill you without hesitation. There are already three
The disciple broke in during Ying Jiu's drinking period and was wiped out by him, so the so-called practice of practicing the exercises meant he would die."
"That's it." Bai Ye gasped. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and said in a deep voice, "But those three people want you to give them an answer tomorrow. How do you plan to explain it to them?"
"I won't explain." Zhao Li breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Because I have decided to leave tonight and go to Bingxintang."
"Are all the 177 Hunwu Hall disciples in Bingxin Hall?"
"Yes, they are all lying in the magic circle of Bingxintang." Zhao Li said with a smile: "In our Taishang Shentian Temple, no department is as safe as Bingxintang, because no matter who it is, even the elders are not allowed to be in Bingxintang.
I want to use force internally, so as long as I enter Bingxin Hall and live there in the name of healing, even if those guys know that I am inside, they can't do anything to me! Unless they dare to bear the anger of the Sixth Elder!"
"That's it...but there will be a day when the injury will be healed. You can't stay in there forever, right?" Bai Ye frowned.
"Why not?" Zhao Li said with a smile: "The magic circle of Bing Xintang is still very helpful for cultivation, and the decoction and pills for healing injuries are also helpful for us soul warriors. Although they are small, they are still better than those used in soul martial arts."
Tang Qiang, in Bingxintang, we can completely use the resources of Bingxintang to practice. If the injury is healed, we will deliberately make mistakes during practice and suffer internal injuries, so that we can continue to practice in Bingxintang!
For now, staying in Bingxintang is the only way out for us Hunwu Hall people."
"Then I'll go too!" Bai Ye said hurriedly.
Naturally, he didn't want to treat someone with such a virtue as Hunwutang.
"That's not possible!" Zhao Li shook his head: "The Hunwu Hall still needs to have a disciple here, otherwise the Hunwu Hall will be unattended and the Hunwu Field will not be able to operate. The sect will blame you because you are the last
As a beginner, the sect will only punish you, so even if you are injured, you must stay here. Unless someone else joins the sect and joins the Soul Martial Hall, you cannot leave."
Hearing this, Bai Ye's breathing tightened.
No wonder Zhao Li saw himself as if he saw the savior.
It turns out that this is the case...
"Junior Brother Bai, don't worry too much. Although they will bully you, they will not kill you. After all, they are troublesome even if a life is lost. You just need to act like me every time you are beaten, and you can drag it out by one point.
Calculate one point, it will be fine after it passes. Senior brother, haven't I survived in this way for so many years? It's fine!" When Bai Ye remained silent, Zhao Li immediately comforted him.
"I was supposed to enter Zizhu Pavilion."
Bai Ye sighed.
"Why didn't you get married?"
"I was squeezed out of my quota."
"That's such a pity... Was it arranged by the Fourteenth Elder Liu Yue?"
"How do you know?" Bai Ye looked at Zhao Li in confusion.
But Zhao Li smiled helplessly: "Because there are more than a dozen people in your department in our department, they were originally assigned to better departments, but the fourteenth elder Liu Yue is from the Craftsman Hall, and he is specifically responsible for the sect.
He has to do something about the assessment and recruitment of disciples, and we disciples can't do anything to him."
When Bai Ye heard the sound, his eyes turned sharp.
He originally thought that a secluded sect like Taishang Shentian Temple would be independent of the world, have a simple heart, and wholeheartedly pursue the Tao.
But now I see that he is still too naive.
The more this kind of place is, the more complicated people's hearts become.
"Okay, everything that needs to be explained has been explained, junior brother, it's up to you to take care of yourself next!"
Zhao Li patted Bai Ye's shoulder, then took out a breast shield from the storage ring on his hand and handed it to Bai Ye.
"This is a little thought from my senior brother. It was given to me by my father before he left. I will give it to you now. When you are beaten, turn it on. It will protect your vitals. Some people attack lightly or harshly, but it will protect your vitals."
You won’t die!”
"Since it is something given to you by your senior brother and father, you should keep it for yourself."
"Take it, we are brothers after all! From now on, you will be the master of Hunwu Hall!"
Zhao Li sighed, forced it on Bai Ye, turned around, and walked down the stairs.
Although the background appears lonely, it also has a lightness to it.
Bai Ye watched Zhao Li leave. After a moment, his gaze shifted to the breastplate in his hand, but his expression gradually became cold.
In fact, Zhao Li didn't know...
He is different from everyone else.
He did not enter the Supreme God's Temple through formal channels.
He really came in through the back door.
Behind him is the Divine Machine Palace.
Now that he has suffered unfair treatment, he will no longer swallow his anger like others.
Bai Ye exhaled, put the goggles aside, turned and walked towards the stairs...