Nine Realms Sword Master

Zhao Li's words made Bai Ye very interested.

He realized that the person in front of him was actually a big treasure.

It's just... This Eagle September is now so drunk that he looks so drunk, who can get anything out of his mouth? Zhao Li has kicked him more than a dozen feet. He is still like a dead person without any response. Could it be said that he directly used magic weapon spirit to retrieve memories from his brain?

That's impossible. If this eagle September is truly a terrifying power, what a terrifying magic weapon or how powerful it is to use spiritism to do it?

And this kind of straight-to-spirit technique is afraid that it will dispel all his drunkenness and wake it up, right?

If he wakes up and finds that someone has done such a thing to him, then he still can't do his best to fight?

The former chief elder of the Supreme God Temple!

Bai Ye didn't think he could survive a few tricks in front of such a terrifying person, fearing that he would have no chance of winning with the Death Dragon Sword.

"I'm telling you, there are more than three people who want to use the supreme spirit magic arts from the elder Eagle, and there are all departments, and even the elite disciples of our sect, the enchanting genius! Even some elders, but ...They don't do it themselves, but ask the disciples of our Soul Martial Hall to do it!"

"Why?" Bai Ye asked puzzledly.

"Why? The reason is very simple!" Zhao Li sneered: "Because this is a matter of life and death, asking us to go, it is nothing more than treating us as a ghost!"

"scapegoat??"

"Yes!" Zhao Li walked directly over, sat down on Ying Jiuyue's body, leaned against the wall with his legs up and smiled: "How? Isn't it cool?"

"Dare to sit on such a powerful body with your cultivation base...it is really cool." Bai Ye said with a strange expression on his face.

If this might be sober, I'm afraid that Zhao Li would have been sober, pulling out his soul, and throwing it into the furnace to make sacrifices, so that he could not survive and die.

Zhao Li is currently, maybe it is the most glorious moment in his life...

"Haha." Zhao Li smiled: "If it's normal, let alone sitting on a strong man of this level, even if I see him, I have to kneel on the ground and talk, but now it is different, he is a useless person. He can do whatever I want."

"Anything he can do?"

"Of course... uh... don't think about it, I don't think that kind of habit, nor that kind of disgusting person, I just simply hate this guy." Zhao Li stood up, his eyes filled Anger and unwillingness: "You should know that people who worship the Supreme God Temple are all geniuses in a million, otherwise it will never be possible to pass the heavy tests set by the Supreme God Temple and worship here!"

"I...know..." Bai Ye nodded with difficulty, his face still strange.

"I was originally a young master of a big family. In order to train me, our family can be said to disperse the family property and do everything, and my talent is also very good. After all, I did not disappoint my father. I only spent three thousand years. I entered the realm of God, a genius who is difficult to produce in ten thousand years, and then I spent ten thousand years entering Xuanzun and heading towards Xuanjun Dacheng! But because of the scarcity of family resources, it has been Unable to support me to continue to break the shackles, I considered going to worship the sect. With a genius like me, worshipping any potential race would definitely be cultivated as the number one seed! But... I have gone through hardships and endured all the hardships to worship. The Supreme God’s Temple, but became a useless person here! Haha, I had a bright future, but now I live here in a muddle-headed way! My future is slim! Junior Brother Bai, do you know how many times I wanted to kill this guy? ?"

"Why not apply to change departments?" Bai Ye asked.

"You need the consent of the elders from both sides to change the department! What's more, we who are called geniuses on the outside have little advantage in the sect, because everyone in the sect is a genius, and the elders of other departments may not be appreciated We, no one has succeeded in replacing it so far." Zhao Li shook his head and said hoarsely: "At present, almost all of the 177 disciples in our department have encountered this kind of experience. I don’t know how difficult it is to worship the Supreme God’s Temple. Exhausting wealth, asking for all favors, and even people waiting for thousands of years, just to be able to enter here to practice more powerful techniques, but everything... so cruel!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Li couldn't help but wiped the corners of his eyes, and his face was full of pain: "Many senior brothers and sisters and I have considered leaving the Temple of Supreme God, but...we are not reconciled and dare not leave. Because... we have no face to go back to meet our people, our relatives..."

Bai Ye was silent.

"Take it far."

Zhao Li took a deep breath and squeezed a smile. The person pointed to Ying Jiuyue and said, "About this exercise, Junior Brother Bai, I have to tell you, don't think about it, and don't do it, understand? Otherwise you will die."

"Why?"

"Because Ying Jiuyue is so drunk, it is impossible to apply the exercises, only one situation can ask one or two from his mouth."

"what's the situation?"

"While he was drinking. But at that time, the practice was to kill him! This kind of alcoholic hates others to disturb him while drinking. If you see him at that time, he will kill you without hesitation. There are already three. The disciple broke in while Ying Jiuyue was drinking, and was erased by him, so the so-called set of exercises is to die."

"So that's the case." Bai Ye took a breath, suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and said in a deep voice: "But the three of you want you to answer them tomorrow, how do you plan to explain to them?"

"I won't explain it." Zhao Li breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Because I have decided to leave tonight and go to Bingxintang."

"Are those 177 Soul Martial Hall disciples in Bingxin Hall?"

"Yes, they are all lying in Bingxintang's magic circle." Zhao Li smiled and said: "We are too high in the Temple of God, no department is safe from Bingxintang, because no matter who it is, even the elders are not allowed to be in Bingxintang. I use force inside, so I only need to enter the Bingxin Hall in the name of healing and live in it. Even if those guys know that I am inside, they can't help me! Unless they dare to bear the anger of the Sixth Elder!"

"That's it... you can heal the wound and there will be a day when the injury is healed. You can't stay in it for a lifetime, right?" Bai Ye frowned.

"Why not?" Zhao Li said with a smile: "Bing Xintang's magic circle is still very helpful for cultivation, and the soup medicine pills that heal injuries are also helpful for our souls. Although they are small, they are better than those in the soul. Tang Qiang, in Bingxintang, we can use Bingxintang's resources to practice, and if the injury heals, we will deliberately make some mistakes in practice and get injured internally, so we can continue to cultivate in Bingxintang! For now, our Soul Wutang people staying in Bingxintang is the only way out."

"Then I will go too!" Bai Ye hurriedly said.

He naturally didn't want to treat the virtue of Soul Wutang.

"That won't work!" Zhao Li shook his head, "Soul Martial Hall still needs a disciple here, otherwise the Soul Martial Hall is left unattended and the Soul Martial Field cannot operate. The sect will be blamed, because you are the latest. The sect will only punish you if you start, so even if you are injured, you must stay here. Unless someone worships the sect and joins the Soul Martial Hall, you will not be able to leave."

Hearing this, Bai Ye breathed tightly.

No wonder Zhao Li sees himself as much as he sees the savior.

It turned out to be like this...

"Junior Brother Bai, don’t worry too much. Although they will bully you, they won’t kill you. After all, people are killed and they are also troublesome. You only need to act like me every time you are beaten. Counting one point, it will be fine after it has passed. Brother, haven't I survived so many years? It's fine!" Seeing Bai Ye's silence, Zhao Li immediately comforted.

"I should have entered the Zizhu Pavilion."

Bai Ye sighed.

"Why didn't you make it?"

"It was squeezed out of the spot."

"That's a pity... Was it arranged by the Fourteenth Elder Liu Yue?"

"How do you know?" Bai Ye looked at Zhao Li in confusion.

However, Zhao Li smiled helplessly: "Because there are more than a dozen people in our department who are in your situation, they were assigned to a better department, but the fourteenth elder Liu Yue is ingenious and he is in charge of the sect. He has to use his hands and feet in appraisal and recruitment of disciples. Those of us who are disciples can't help him."

When Bai Ye heard the sound, his eyes were drenched.

He originally thought that a hidden Sejong Sect like the Heavenly Palace of Supreme God would be incompetent with the world, with a simple heart and a single heart.

But now that he is still too simple.

The more such a place, the more complicated the human mind.

"Okay, I'll explain everything that should be explained, Junior Brother, it's up to you next, so be it yourself!"

Zhao Li patted Bai Ye on the shoulder, and then took out a piece of protective goggles from the storage ring in his hand and handed it to Bai Ye.

"This is the little intention of my brother. It was given to me by my father before he left. I will give it to you now. Turn it on when you are beaten. It will protect your vitals. Some people do not care about it. You are not dead!"

"Since it's something that brother father gave you, you can keep it for yourself."

"Take it, let's be a senior brother anyway! From now on, you will be the master of the Soul Martial Hall!"

Zhao Li sighed, forced Bai Ye, turned around, and walked down the stairs.

Although the background is quiet, there is also a lightness.

Bai Ye watched Zhao Li leave. After a while, his eyes shifted, looking at the breastplate in his hand, but his expression gradually became cold.

Actually Zhao Li doesn't know...

He is different from everyone else.

He did not enter the Temple of Supreme God through a formal channel.

He was a real man who walked through the back door to worship here.

Behind him is the Palace of Shenji.

Now that he has suffered unfair treatment, he will no longer swallow like everyone else.

Bai Ye sighed, put the shield aside, and turned around and walked towards the stairs...