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Chapter 11

Words:3113Update:22/06/18 03:08:37

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In the backyard of the Village Head's villa, the nosebleed had turned into a river.

The dark red color made Hai Yunfan's brain somewhat numb. His mouth was dry as he asked.

"... Brother Wang Lu, I wonder if you would like to explain to me what just happened?"

Although Hai Yunfan could think of more than a dozen possibilities, under the excessive shock, his ability to think had fallen to the bottom line of a human.

Wang Lu went to find a mop and a broom, ready to clean up the three piles of garbage, and replied, "What happened? Isn't it obvious? The Valley Hero, who lives in seclusion in the Peach Blossom Village, successfully crushed the organized and premeditated destruction of a small group of thugs, and protected the peaceful life of the Peach Blossom Village. "

"Valley Hero? Do you know that person? "

"Probably called * * *... To be honest, I don't know him, because there's no need to know him."

Hai Yunfan calmed down a bit and asked, "Because you already knew this would happen?"

"Not too early, just a few hours ago. When I heard from the Village Head that there had never been a fight in the Peach Blossom Village, I realized that this was a peaceful area!"

"Peaceful area?"

Hai Yunfan was obviously confused by this word, and he tightly frowned.

As far as he could remember, there were very few sects that would set up a peaceful zone during their Immortal Gathering. At least, the third and fourth grade sects in the Grand Cloud Empire liked to let everyone kill each other to form a river of blood when they were recruiting disciples. They used this method to find the most promising newcomers, and the results were quite good.

Therefore, the Spirit Sword Sect's act of caring for the newcomers in this Immortal Gathering was very puzzling. For a moment, Hai Yunfan even doubted whether the Spirit Sword Sect was sincere in recruiting newcomers... However, after all, they were one of the Five Uniques of the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals, so they wouldn't play such a joke on the world.

Speaking of which, Lingjian School was indeed known for being low-key and tactful, rarely showing off their aggressiveness like the Shengjing Sect. Perhaps this was really the style of a sect that was so pure and kind?

"Pure and kind? Little Hai, look carefully. I haven't even wiped off the blood from my nose yet. Why are you sighing with emotion at my innocence and kindness? "

Hai Yunfan fell into deep thought as he looked at the three unconscious girls with nosebleeds on the ground.

Wang Lu saw that he didn't understand no matter what, so he explained, "Actually, the rule of Lingjian School is very simple. Idiots must die."

— —

"Oh, where … is this place?"

Feeling a clear chill on his forehead, the Xie family's young master from the Rain-listening Pavilion woke up. Resuscitation.

His head hurt like hell, and the bridge of his nose seemed to have been broken. He felt dizzy, and his vision was a little blurry. However, he could vaguely see that there seemed to be a fatty sitting in front of him, splashing cold water on him.

"Who are you?"

"Ah? Me? I am Wen Bao, the son of Canglan State Preceptor Wen Zhong. "

The man's voice sounded a little frightened, but there was a sense of pride in his tone.

Therefore, Xie Qianlong felt that it was ridiculous. Why was this fat pig so proud? Did he really think that he was a human being in a small, third-rate country? Did he know that even the second prince of the Grand Cloud Empire had to bow his head in front of an Immortal Cultivation Family? Yet, this pig actually dared to show off his identity in front of him!? Thinking of this, the evil fire in his heart gradually ignited. The humiliation of losing to Wang Lu just now welled up in his heart. His fingers once again reached into his inner pocket and touched the magical treasure bestowed by his family.

As for Wen Bao, he was completely unaware of the upcoming crisis. While splashing cold water on the two companions of the Xie family, he chuckled and said while shaking his double chin.

"I just came out of that cloud of fog, and while I was scratching my head, I saw the three of you fainting on the riverside. Is the next test very difficult? I think it's better if the four of us work together. That way, we might have a better chance of passing the test. Previously, when we were in the cloud of fog, I thought that if we could have a few more people, perhaps we wouldn't be trapped for so long. "

Wen Bao obviously didn't realize the real intention of the Spirit Sword Mountain's Cloud Wave Map. He thought that he was smart enough to talk incessantly, but he didn't know that the more he acted, the more disgusted the Xie family's young master became.

While he was talking, Wen Bao saw the two people next to the Xie family move and sit up.

"Ah, you guys are awake?"

Wen Bao beamed with joy. If he could successfully work together with these three people, he would have a better chance of passing the next test … Previously, he had refused the Carefree Peak's invitation and resolutely continued on this Immortal Cultivation Path. As a result, in the Cloud Wave Map, he didn't know how many times he regretted his decision. Now, he had no other choice but to continue forward.

However, after a moment of joy, Wen Bao was stunned. He clearly saw that the Xie family's three people's eyes were not friendly. Although they had just woken up, their faces were pale, but the malice in their eyes was chilling.

"What's wrong with you guys? Don't you want to work together? Then, then I'll take my leave. "

Although he was clumsy, Wen Bao felt that if he stayed any longer, he would end up in a bad situation. Therefore, he got up and was about to leave.

"Want to leave? Do you think you can? "

Xie Qianlong stood up. He had originally planned to use the Frozen Rain Talisman on Wang Lu, but now he held it between his fingers, ready to vent his anger. Yun and Li were the same. They wanted to use Wen Bao as a sacrifice.

The blue and white disciples in front of the Carefree Peak had clearly said that on the Immortal Cultivation Path, one's life and death depended on fate. This small fry had offended someone he shouldn't have, so he deserved to be killed. Furthermore, killing one's competitors on the Immortal Cultivation Path was an unavoidable bad habit in the current Immortal Cultivation World. Even the righteous sects in the Wanxian League would inevitably have their disciples kill each other when they held events like the Immortal Gathering. This was something that the disciples of the aristocratic families knew very well. Even if it was Xie, Yun, and Li, these three people, dying in the Grand Immortal Ascension Assembly wouldn't be considered strange. Then, what difference was there between killing the son of Navy Tide Nation's State Preceptor and stepping on an ant?

The power of the three magic treasures made Wen Bao instinctively feel that death was approaching. This son of the State Preceptor did not have the mental fortitude of Wang Lu. In his shock, he opened his mouth and screamed wildly.

"Help, help, help!"

The hysterical cries for help made Xie Qianlong feel slightly better. If the person being killed did not struggle, then this game would be meaningless … Even so, his killing intent did not diminish in the slightest.

"Scream all you want, I don't believe that there is anyone here who can stop me!"

Xie Qianlong sneered. He began to gradually increase the strength of the talisman in his hand. At this moment, a black shadow fell from the sky.

"Ah, hit hit hit hit!"

— —

Wen Bao, who had just escaped death, felt that his back and pants were soaked.

The black shadow came and left swiftly, and it even vanished without a trace before Wen Bao could say thank you to Wen Bao. Wen Bao's heart still trembled with fear as he looked at the three Young Masters who were unconscious and lying by the side of the river waiting for death.

Just now, he was only a moment away from death. Those three people had no enmity with him, but they inexplicably tried to kill him. Wen Bao still could not understand what he had done to deserve the wrath of the heavens. Was it just because he was ugly? That's why the Lady Boss of the Ru Family Inn kicked him so hard, why he was stepped on by the flock of young masters on the Golden Bridge, and why he was looked at with disdain by those two blue-and-white guys in front of the Carefree Peak?

Or was this the true face of the Immortal Path? Killing, plundering … The Immortal Path was ethereal, but it was not as real as the corpses lying on the ground. He came all the way from his hometown to the Spirit Sword Mountain in order to help his father take another step forward. However, before he left, no one was optimistic about his future. Now, Wen Bao vaguely realized the reason.

As the son of the State Preceptor, not only did he not have his father's knowledge, he was not even good at the common ways of the world. The only thing he could rely on was the praise of an Immortal Master who passed by the Canglan Country when he was young: "This child is destined to be an Immortal; he can be one of us."

Unfortunately, that Immortal Master never appeared again, and Wen Bao spent his long childhood under his father's disappointed gaze.

While he was still lost in thought, the sound of footsteps made Wen Bao's whole body tremble. His legs, which had just recovered a bit of strength, began to soften again. After experiencing the baptism of the Xie Family's young masters, Wen Bao had become extremely nervous. He knew that he did not even have the strength to truss a chicken. Let alone a few more Xie Family's young masters, even if a wild boar came out of the bushes, he would still be finished.

"Hey, where did this Marshal Tian Peng come from?"

The voice that entered his ears was thirty percent surprised and seventy percent mocking. It was not polite, but to Wen Bao, it inexplicably had the power to make him feel at ease.

Wen Bao breathed a sigh of relief as the voice rang in his ears again.

"How could this guy appear here? Logically speaking, he should have been eliminated on the Golden Bridge. "

"Ah, Brother Wang, you don't know. The word 'Immortal Fate' has always been mysterious and unpredictable. Many extraordinarily intelligent people are not fated to become immortals, but there are a lot of idiots and mediocre people in the mortal world who have good aptitude for cultivation. This Wen Bao, it seems like he belongs to the latter group."

"Hmm, that makes sense. Those three good-for-nothings' brains were only the size of melon seeds, but they were also the children of some aristocratic families. This makes the future of the entire Immortal Cultivation world not optimistic."

"Haha, they're only from a third or fourth rank aristocratic family, they're not that great."

The two people who came from afar talked and laughed as they walked in front of Wen Bao, sizing him up.

Wen Bao was also sizing up the two people. Although his memory was mediocre, Wen Bao could still recognize these two people.

One was the second prince of the Grand Cloud Empire, and the other was the only mountain boy who stayed in the best room in the inn … In short, they were both important people that he could not afford to offend.

Resisting the dryness in his throat, Wen Bao asked, "Excuse me, you guys …"

However, Wang Lu and Hai Yunfan completely ignored him and continued to talk.

"Little Hai, this guy is the seventh person to enter the Peach Blossom Village. His result is not bad, right?"

Hai Yunfan thought for a moment and said, "The seventh place is not too good, but considering that you and your errand boy took up two places, the ranking itself is meaningless. Also, he only took a dozen or so hours to get out of the Cloud Wave Map, which can be considered excellent. Ah, unlike his stupid appearance, he has a good temperament that is worthy of praise. "

"Good temperament my ass, Little Hai, you're too naive. To be able to get out of the Cloud Wave Map so quickly doesn't mean that he has a good temperament. I'm guessing that this guy had a nervous breakdown after getting lost, and ran out crying while holding his head."

"... That's impossible!?"

"How is it impossible? Didn't the ancients always say that a pig is brave when it makes a sudden move? It can be seen that for him, running in one direction is his specialty."

Wang Lu's conjecture was simply nonsense, but from Wen Bao's expression, Hai Yunfan could deduce that Wang Lu had probably guessed the truth.

It turned out that there really was such a way to get through the Cloud Wave Map that made people speechless. But then again, this was also a kind of immortal fate. In the Cultivation World, there was no lack of people who did not have the aptitude, temperament, and even their IQ was lower than that of ordinary people.

Then... could it be that this Wen Bao had the chance to become a peerless expert in the Cultivation World in the future?!

Just as he was thinking, he heard Wang Lu say, "Little Hai, weren't you always curious about the strategy to enter the Peach Blossom Village? Now we have a good demonstration material here. "

"... You mean Wen Bao?"

"Of course, this guy has neither the IQ nor the guts... He's the perfect candidate to enter the Peach Blossom Village."

"Ah? Why? "

"Because it won't hurt if you break it, hahaha."

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