Cultivation of Immortals Starts from the Roots

Chapter 75 Exploration

As soon as the words fell, Xue Leng had already reacted.

Subconsciously, he felt that this matter was not that simple, and in a hurry, the blood in his eyes froze and spurted out.

It turned into two stern blood lights, and rushed towards the direction where the figure was escaping.

"Zi La~"

The power of the blood refining divine light was a bit more domineering than he had imagined, and it swept across this person like a crushing blow.

Immediately afterwards, the opponent's body was like torn and scorched skin, cracked inch by inch and peeled off layer by layer.

At the same time as the plopping sound could not be heard, shriveled stumps dripped all over the ground, and even the ground was scorched into two rows of bottomless black pits.

"..."

This was the first time he fought with someone after the foundation was established, and he didn't control the strength well, and the strike was a bit heavy.

Moreover, Xue Leng did not expect this person to be so unbearable.

Judging from his escaping skills, he should at least have the cultivation base of the foundation building period, and he would not have no resistance at all.

As soon as Xue Leng succeeded, the two chasing people from behind also came in a flash.

"This...thank you, brother, for your help."

After bowing their hands together and saluting, the two looked at the stumped limbs on the ground in astonishment. Their gazes crossed, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

The two people who came after him were also in the Foundation Establishment Realm, but they were both in the early stages of cultivation. It looked like they should be law enforcement disciples in the pavilion.

Slightly nodding his head, Xue Leng inadvertently interrogated the details of the two, frowned and stared at the ground, and asked in a deep voice:
"I'm Xue Leng, temporarily occupying the position of the master of the Spirit Talisman Palace. Dare to ask the two juniors, what is going on with this person?"

"Sorry, sorry, it's Senior Brother Xue, no wonder he was so sharp when he shot.

With such supernatural powers, I'm afraid the two of us can handle it together. "

The first to speak was a square-faced monk in a blue talisman robe, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a flat nose.

Stretching his neck and glanced at the ground twice, he immediately shrank his head, raised his thick eyebrows, and showed his flattery.

"I made my junior laugh. Xue was impatient and didn't control his strength for a while. As a result..."

Speaking of this, Xue Leng looked depressedly at the dead corpse beside the black pit.

Although the corpse was mutilated, its head was still intact and could barely be recognized clearly. The torn Taoist robe was also in the style of Tianfu Pavilion.

He should have seen this person before, but he was not familiar with him.

"It's okay, it's okay, how can you blame Senior Brother Xue, besides, this person really deserves to die."

"Oh? Why did the junior brother say that?
Could it be that this person has made some serious mistake? "

Hearing this, Xue Leng replied subconsciously with a puzzled expression on his face.

"This…"

The square-faced cultivator seemed a little embarrassed to speak, and after turning his head and exchanging glances with his junior brother, he explained with a wry smile:
"Hey, these days, it happened to be the two of us's turn to guard the Youzhu Forest. I thought that none of the disciples in the pavilion would dare to enter the forbidden area, so we relaxed our vigilance and let this person sneak in, which almost caused a catastrophe.

Fortunately, he was not very familiar with the situation in the forbidden area, so he accidentally touched the forbidden area, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. "

"This person obviously has evil intentions. He is probably a spy from the foreign sect who sneaked into this pavilion. He really deserves his death. It's a pity that we can't ask anything out of his mouth."

"I see."

After hearing the whole story, Xue Leng also secretly rejoiced and heaved a sigh of relief.

It's a good thing that this person's identity is not innocent, if not, the charge of torturing and killing fellow disciples might not be able to escape.

Although with his current status, there is a high probability that he will not receive substantial punishment, but in the end he will be left behind.

Just as he was about to relax and prepare to leave this place, a hearty laugh suddenly came. Judging from his movement, it should be in the direction of Zangshu Pavilion.

The owner of the laughter, Xue Leng is also very familiar, his expression changed a few times, and he greeted him with a smile:

"What a coincidence, Senior Brother Tang, you and I met twice in just one day."

The two people on the side did not dare to be negligent, bowed their heads together, bowed and saluted: "I have met senior brother."

At this time, Tang Yan also came over, glanced at the remains on the ground, and said solemnly:

"You don't need to be too polite, you two will step back for now, and I will handle this matter."

After finishing speaking, he passed the two of them directly, came to Xue Leng, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said with a smile:

"What a supernatural power! It seems that my brother's skills are better than before. Now I often miss the scene of competing with you. Do you want to compete with my brother?"

Xue sneered and waved his hands: "I almost forgot all my spells. Now I rely on the name of Tianfu Twins to bluff people. How can I be your opponent?"

"Is it because there are people coming and going here, afraid of being knocked down by me?" Tang Yan pointed at Xue Leng with narrowed eyes and a smile.

"I'm afraid I'll kill you." Xue Leng smiled: "Just kidding."

Tang Yan was taken aback for a moment, and immediately burst out laughing, but never mentioned the competition again.

"Okay, I will report this matter to Master in detail, and I will take the corpse away first."

After speaking, Tang Yan untied a bag from his waist, waved it to the ground, and quickly put the corpse in.

Saying goodbye to Xue Leng, he left without looking back, with a slight haste in his steps.

Xue Leng's eyelids shrugged for a while, and his eyes scanned the back of the other party in the gap.

At this moment, Tang Yan turned around abruptly, a dark white flame ignited in his pupils, and stared straight at Xue Leng.

Xue Leng looked at him without giving in, and the two stared at each other. Their eyes were not only intertwined like knives and guns, but they also wanted to see each other's heart from their eyes.

But Xue Leng couldn't see through Tang Yan, and Tang Yan, who had a bloody smell gushing from his nostrils, couldn't believe it even though he could see through it.

Tang Yan's eyes gradually softened, he withdrew from the confrontation, looked at Xue Leng without blinking, and laughed loudly:

"Slaying rebellion is a great achievement, and junior brother, don't forget to come to Tianfu Hall to receive contributions."

Xue Liang avoided his gaze, still smiled and said:

"Senior brother, please go all the way, and I won't send you off."

Being disturbed by such a disturbance, Xue Leng lost all thoughts, and walked towards Zangshu Pavilion.

On the first floor of the Library Pavilion, as usual, it was extremely deserted, and there were not many disciples in the pavilion who liked to come here to read books.

Except when encountering bottlenecks in cultivation, he would come to read the cultivation handbooks of his seniors.

Few people waste a lot of time on some knowledge of practice like Xue Leng.

At this time, behind a large desk not far from the main entrance, there was a chubby old man with a fat face, who was helping several Qi training disciples to borrow books.

This person is the monk surnamed Lu who is very familiar with Xue Leng, and his cultivation level in the early stage of foundation establishment is even lower than that of him now.

"Well, it's done."

The fat-faced old man placed several engraved jade slips on the table with one hand.

Not forgetting to use the other hand to pick up an extremely small purple sand clay pot, poke the spout into his mouth, and pour it vigorously.

After drinking dozens of sips in a row, the tea in the pot did not see the bottom, and several Qi training disciples were amazed and admired endlessly.

(End of this chapter)