Zhuo Yifan's Zhanzi Taoist robe was already in pieces, so Wang Baole tore off a large piece without using much force, revealing Zhuo Yifan's white and tender skin...
As he waved, his voice echoed even louder. The airship roared in the sky, and he immediately realized that from the sky, compared to the clothes he was waving, Wang Baole's round body was
is the most obvious.
Almost instantly, the airship approached, and directly from it, seven or eight Taoist monks jumped down quickly. The person at the head was the deputy sect of Piao Miao Taoist Temple, and the red robe lifted up as he leaped down.
, a coercion that surpassed the breath of the big tree spread at this moment.
After just a brief experience, Wang Baole felt it was difficult to breathe, and his mind was uncontrollably filled with a sense of depression. Behind the deputy sect, there was a middle-aged man following.
This person is wearing a blue robe, and his appearance is not impressive, but his eyes seem to contain lightning, and his whole body has an amazing evil aura. At this moment, together with the deputy sect, there is not much difference in aura, and he is obviously also forming a pill!
The appearance of these two people immediately made the surroundings turbulent. Waves of aura unique to the formation of pills permeated all directions. At this moment, as they arrived, there were three old men behind them. The cultivation of these three people was so exciting that they surpassed the true breath.
It's all about foundation building.
"Greetings to the deputy sect, hello to all the seniors!" Seeing everyone, Wang Baole's heart suddenly overflowed with kindness and excitement. After gently putting down Zhao Yameng, he stood still, clasped his fists and bowed deeply.
His clothes were torn and he looked miserable, and Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng were even more unconscious. This scene fell into the eyes of the deputy sect and the middle-aged man in blue, and they were extremely shocked.
The deputy sect arrived in front of Wang Baole in one step, grabbed his wrist, and immediately checked his injuries. With concern in his eyes, he also asked about the whole incident in a low voice.
As for the middle-aged man in blue shirt, he also stepped out and pointed at the foreheads of Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng respectively. Suddenly, their bodies trembled and they slowly opened their eyes.
"Great Elder!" After seeing the middle-aged man in blue shirt clearly, Zhuo Yifan struggled to get up to pay his respects, but was pressed down gently by the young man in blue-shirted man. Then he comforted Zhao Yameng, and then looked at Wang Baole.
"...That's a big tree, with a perfect base of cultivation...it has the power to transform, transmit sounds and seal..." Wang Baole quickly spoke, telling the story of how the three of them went through this matter, and hurriedly said,
Out of the opponent's escape direction.
At the same time, I also heard Zhuo Yifan's words and learned the identity of the middle-aged man in blue shirt, who was the great elder of Zhanwu Pavilion!
"Trees mutate and become ferocious beasts. This is unprecedented in the Federation. I want to see if this monster is also brave enough to harm my disciples of Piao Miao Taoist Academy!" The middle-aged man in blue shirt listened to Wang Baole's words.
His face gradually became serious, and his evil spirit was about to explode. It was obvious that he was filled with anger. After listening to this, he nodded towards Wang Baole, with appreciation in his eyes, and whispered a few words to the deputy sect. Then his body swayed and he followed the direction pointed by Wang Baole.
, gone in an instant.
He was too fast, but as if it wasn't enough, he actually took out a large black flag, rolled up his body, and exploded with speed, much faster than before. As he galloped away, his spiritual consciousness spread, sweeping in all directions, searching for and pursuing him.
Seeing the middle-aged man in blue shirt chasing after him, Wang Baole became excited, and Zhuo Yifan did the same. Even Zhao Yameng, who had always been calm, was obviously relieved now that he was weak.
"What method did you use to make this big tree escape?" After comforting the three of them, the deputy sect asked curiously.
As soon as he spoke, Zhuo Yifan lowered his head, Zhao Yameng fell silent, and Wang Baole blinked and coughed dryly.
"Perhaps it was scared away by me. I told it that the seniors from our Taoist school were here and if it didn't run away, it would be dead, so... it ran away."
After hearing these words and seeing the expressions of the three people, the Vice-Zong smiled dumbly and raised his finger to point at the three people.
"You guys know how to talk nonsense. It seems that you all have secrets. It doesn't matter. The Spiritual Age has just begun, and there are countless opportunities. It is your destiny to get it. When you want to say something, tell the Taoist Academy."
Wang Baole was a little embarrassed and scratched his head. The deputy sect smiled again. When he looked at the three of them, with admiration in his eyes, he took out three pills from his storage bag and gave one to each of Wang Baole and the other three.
pieces.
This elixir is purple and sealed with amber, and there seems to be smoke flowing inside it. It looks very good. Although the three of them are not disciples of the Alchemy Pavilion, they can still see that this elixir is amazingly effective.
"You don't need to worry about this matter. The Taoist Academy will make the decision for you. If you dare to hurt my Miao Miao Taoist Academy disciples, no matter what the origin of this big tree is, we will destroy it and kill it!
And you have more merit in this matter. After you complete the assessment of the Hundred Sons of the Federation, the rewards will be accumulated!" The deputy sect smiled slightly, turned around and said a few words, and arranged for the foundation-building monks behind him to escort Wang Baole and the three of them to the federal capital.
"On your way, you can swallow this pill to restore your cultivation. After treating your injuries, you can continue your journey. I hope that when you come back, you can become one of the Hundred Sons of the Federation!"
"Thank you, Deputy Sect!" Wang Baole suppressed his excitement and quickly bowed with fists in his hands.
"You kid, you had an adventure. You actually made a breakthrough in cultivation, and you managed to escape with them in your arms. Well done. You're not a coward." The deputy sect pointed at Wang Bao.
Wang Baole felt proud in his heart, secretly thinking that the deputy sect was indeed very capable and had great eyesight, and he knew what he was capable of. After all, the big tree was indeed scared away by him, and he was very embarrassed when he ran away, obviously pissed off.
So he patted his chest and spoke loudly.
"That is, the disciples of my Miao Miao Taoist Academy will never give up when encountering trouble. I, Wang Baole, was born as a Taoist Academy member and died as a Taoist Academy ghost!"
As soon as these words came out, the other people had different expressions. They felt that Wang Baole never forgot to express himself, but these words were very comfortable in the ears of the vice-zong. He laughed, and the more he looked at Wang Baole, the more he liked him, and they started talking again.
After a few words, everyone around was ordered to search extensively.
When Wang Baole and the others stepped into the airship of the Taoist temple, escorted by two foundation-building monks, and headed to the federal capital, the three people standing on the airship truly breathed a sigh of relief.
After looking at each other, they both saw that there seemed to be some differences in each other's eyes. Especially when Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng looked at Wang Baole, there was something strange and deeper kindness in their eyes.
They did not ask about the fight and trump card between Wang Baole and Dashu after he fell into coma. This matter involved secrets, and Wang Baole did not ask in detail about the two men's previous actions. The three of them understood each other and smiled at each other.
Compared with Zhuo Yifan's smile, Zhao Yameng's smile was inherently beautiful. When she smiled like this, it was like a hundred flowers blooming, giving her a peerless feeling.
Wang Baole glanced at it, blinked, pointed at Zhao Yameng's face, and said.
"Zhao Yameng, there is something on your face."
"What's there?" Zhao Yameng was stunned and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face, thinking it was stained with mud.
"It's a bit pretty." Wang Baole coughed lightly and spoke calmly.
As soon as he spoke, Zhuo Yifan on the side opened his eyes wide. The two foundation-building monks escorting them were originally sitting cross-legged not far away, looking at them with smiles. After hearing these words, they immediately
Their expressions were different, and one of them was even more thoughtful. When he looked at Wang Baole, he felt like he was seeing a god.
As for Zhao Yameng, after being stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but burst into laughter. It was Wang Baole's flirtatious words that caught him off guard, and Zhao Yameng, who had always been elegant and calm, also fell into the trap.
Seeing that his words had such an effect, Wang Baole felt proud and secretly thought that he had already mastered these skills at the age of six. He had used them countless times since he was a child, so he waved his hand with some excitement.
"Okay, this matter is over. Next, we will go to the federal capital, dominate the world, and become the Hundred Sons of the Federation!"
Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng also had expectations in their eyes. They watched the Coron Basin disappear rapidly from the earth below. They took a deep breath, exchanged a few words, each returned to the room, swallowed the elixir, and began to heal.
Although Wang Baole's injuries were slightly minor, it would take a little longer to recover on his own, so he simply swallowed the purple elixir. As the heat rose in his body, his injuries healed quickly.
Especially the wounds on the body are slowly healing...
Time passed, and a few hours later, when the airship slowly approached the federal capital, the three of them finished their treatment. Feeling full of energy, they walked out of the room, stood on the deck, and looked at the increasingly majestic federal capital in the distance.