Chapter 11: The Village of White Turbidity II

In the backyard villa of the village chief's house, nosebleeds flowed into a small river.

The bright red color made Hai Yunfan's mind go numb, and he asked with a dry mouth.

"...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 for the reasons for the regression, his thinking ability had dropped to the bottom line of human beings due to excessive panic.

Wang Lu went to find a mop and broom to clean up the three piles of garbage, and replied: "What happened? Isn't it obvious? The valley warrior who lived in seclusion in Taoyuan Village successfully crushed the organized and premeditated actions of a small group of thugs.

The acts of destruction have protected the peaceful life of Taoyuan Village."

"Valley Hero? Do you know that person just now?"

"Probably his name is Lei Feng... To be honest, I don't know him either, because there is 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 the village chief say that there had never been any fights in Taoyuan Village, I realized that this is a peaceful area!"

"Peace zone?"

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

In his impression, it seems that few sects' Immortal Ascension Conferences would organize any kind of peace zone. At least the third and fourth grade sects in the Yuntai Empire like to kill everyone until they are bleeding like rivers when they recruit people.

, using a method that is almost like cultivating worms to find the most potential newcomers, is it effective? It is really good.

Therefore, the Spirit Sword Sect's touching care for newcomers at the Immortal Ascension Conference was very puzzling. For a moment, Hai Yunfan even doubted whether the Spirit Sword Sect sincerely wanted to recruit new members... However, in the end,

He is one of the Five Ultimates of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, so he would not make such a joke with the people in the world.

Speaking of which, the Spirit Sword Sect has indeed been known for being low-key and smooth in recent years. It is rare to be as domineering and overt as the Shengjing Xianmen. Maybe it is really the style of the sect that is so pure and kind?

"Innocence and kindness? Xiaohai, please look carefully. I haven't wiped off the nosebleeds on the ground yet. How can you express your innocence and kindness?"

Looking at the three nosebleed girls who were unconscious on the ground, Hai Yunfan was indeed lost in thought.

Wang Lu saw that he was still struggling, so he explained: "Actually, the rules of the Spirit Sword Sect are very simple. The fool must die."

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"Well, where is...where?"

Feeling a clear chill on his forehead, Ting Yuxie Xie's son woke up from his coma.

My head hurt like crazy, and the bridge of my nose seemed to have been broken. I was feeling dizzy, and my vision was a little blurry, but I could vaguely see a fat man sitting in front of me, splashing him with cold water.

"Who are you?"

"Ah? Me? I am Wen Bao, the son of Wen Zhong, the national master of Canglan Kingdom."

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

So Xie Qianlong felt even more ridiculous: How proud is this fat pig? In a third-rate small country, the chief-like natives really treat themselves as human beings? Does he know that even the second prince of the Yuntai Empire has to bow his head in front of a family of cultivators?

!As a result, this pig actually used his life experience to show off to himself!? Thinking like this, an evil fire gradually arose in his heart. The humiliation of his defeat at the hands of Wang Lu welled up in his heart. He dug his fingers into the inner pocket of his clothes again and touched the magic weapon given by his family.

As for Wen Bao, he was completely unaware of the coming crisis. He splashed Mr. Xie's two companions with cold water and said with a smile while shaking his double chin.

"I just walked out of the fog and was confused when I saw the three of you fainting by the river. Is the next test very difficult? I think it's better for the four of us to work together and pass.

The chance may be greater. I was thinking in the clouds before that if there were a few more people walking together, maybe we wouldn't be trapped for so long."

Wen Bao obviously didn't realize the true intention of Yun Botu in Lingjian Mountain, and kept talking thinking he was smart. He didn't know that the more he acted, the more disgusting he would be in the eyes of Young Master Xie.

Just as he was talking, Wen Bao saw the two people beside Mr. Xie move and sit up.

"Ah, are you guys awake too?"

Wen Bao was overjoyed. If he could successfully join forces with these three people, he would be a little more sure of the next level... At first, he was so excited that he refused Xiaoyao Peak's solicitation and resolutely continued on this road to immortality. As a result, he failed

I don’t know how many times I have regretted it in Yun Bo Tu, and now I have no choice but to move on.

However, the momentary joy was followed by shock. Wen Bao clearly saw that Mr. Xie and the other three had evil eyes. Although his face was pale when he woke up from coma, the malice in his eyes was chilling.

"What's wrong with you guys? Don't you plan to join forces? Then, I'll take my leave now."

Even though he was clumsy, Wen Bao felt that something bad would happen if he stayed any longer, so he stood up and left.

"Want to leave? Can you leave?"

Xie Qianlong stood up and held the Ice Shower Talisman that he originally planned to use on Wang Lu between his two fingers, preparing to release the bad breath in his chest. But Yun and Li were just like ordinary people, so they wanted to use Wen Bao to sacrifice their swords.

The blue and white disciples in front of Xiaoyao Peak made it very clear that life and death on the road to immortality depend on destiny. If this miscellaneous fish offends people he shouldn't offend, he deserves to be killed. What's more, killing competitors on the road to immortality is almost impossible.

It is an unavoidable bad habit in the world of immortal cultivation today. Even the sects in the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance that claim to be righteous will inevitably have their disciples kill each other when holding activities like the Immortal Ascension Conference. This is especially clear to the disciples who come from aristocratic families. Even if

It is not unusual for Xie, Yun, and Li to die in the Immortal Ascension Conference. So what is the difference between killing the son of a national master of Canglan Kingdom and trampling to death an ant?

The power of the three magic weapons before they were activated made Wen Bao instinctively feel that death was imminent. The son of a national master was far from the psychological quality of Wang Lu, and he opened his mouth to scream in horror.

"Help, help, help!"

Xie Qianlong's hysterical cry for help made Xie Qianlong feel better. If the person who was killed did not struggle, this game would be meaningless... Even so, the murderous intention was not reduced at all.

"Scream, I don't believe anyone can stop me here!"

Xie Qianlong sneered, and the hand that was holding the talisman gradually began to tighten, and at this moment, a black shadow fell from the sky.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

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Wen Bao, who survived the catastrophe, felt that his back and pants were soaked.

The black shadow disappeared as quickly as it came, disappearing without a trace even before I could say thank you. Looking at the three young masters lying unconscious by the river, waiting for death, Wen Baowu felt frightened.

There was only one moment away from death, but the three people had no enmity against him, but they killed him inexplicably. Wen Bao still can't figure out what he did that made people angry? Is it because he is ugly? So

The proprietress of Rujia Inn will kick herself very hard, she will be stepped on by the swarming young men on the Golden Bridge, and she will be looked at with contempt by the two blue and white men in front of Xiaoyao Peak?

Or is this the true face of the road to immortality? Killing, plundering... the immortal road is elusive, and after all it is not as real as the corpse that actually fell at your feet. He traveled all the way from his hometown to Lingjian Mountain in order to be able to claim his identity as an immortal.

He helped his father take a step forward, but before leaving, no one was optimistic about his future. Now, Wen Bao is vaguely aware of the reason.

As the son of a national master, not only does he not have the knowledge and knowledge of his father, he is not even good at ordinary worldly matters. The only thing he can rely on is the praise given to him by an immortal master who passed by the Canglan Kingdom when he was young: "This son is

If you bear the fate of immortality, you can be a member of our generation."

It's a pity that the immortal master has disappeared since then, and Wen Bao spent a long childhood in the eyes of his father's disappointment...

Just as he was lost in thought, a sound of footsteps made Wen Bao tremble all over, and his legs, which had just regained some strength, began to feel weak again - after experiencing the baptism of the Xie family's young master, Wen Bao was already a warrior, and he thought that there was nothing he could do to restrain a chicken.

Li Li, not to mention a few more young masters from the Xie family, even if a wild boar jumped out of the grass, he would be finished today.

"Hey, where did Marshal Tianpeng come from?"

The voice that came into his ears was half surprised and half mocking. It was not polite, but to Wen Bao it sounded inexplicably reassuring.

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

"Why did this guy show up here? Shouldn't he have been eliminated on the Golden Bridge?"

"Oh, Brother Wang doesn't know something. The word "immortal fate" has always been mysterious and unpredictable. Many extremely intelligent people have no chance of immortality, but there are many stupid and mediocre people in the world who have good qualifications for cultivating immortals. Is this Wen Bao?

It seems to be the latter."

"Well, it makes sense to say that. The three losers before were only the size of melon seeds, but they were still children of some aristocratic family, which makes people not optimistic about the prospects of the entire world of immortality."

"Haha, he is just a third- and fourth-grade family, not a great person."

The two people who came from a distance were talking and laughing as they walked up to Wen Bao and looked him up and down.

Wen Bao was also looking at these two people. Although his memory was mediocre, Wen Bao still recognized these two people.

One is the second prince of the Yuntai Empire, and the other is the only mountain boy staying in the upper room of the inn... In short, they are both big shots that he cannot afford to offend.

Resisting the dryness of his throat, Wen Bao asked: "Excuse me..."

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

"Xiaohai, this guy is the seventh one to enter Taoyuan Village. His grades are pretty good?"

Hai Yunfan thought for a while: "The seventh grade is not too ideal, but considering that you and your book boy occupied two places, the ranking itself is meaningless, and in terms of time, he walked out of the clouds

It only took Botu a dozen hours, and he can be called excellent. Hehe, unlike this stupid appearance, he has a good temperament worthy of praise."

"What a temperamental thing. Xiaohai, you are too naive. Being able to walk out of Yunbotu quickly may not necessarily mean you have a great temperament. I guess this guy had a nervous breakdown after getting lost and ran out crying with his head in his arms."

"...Isn't it possible!?"

"How is it impossible? The ancients often said that a pig is brave when it suddenly rises. It can be seen that for him, sprinting in one direction is a special skill."

Wang Lu's conjecture was simply nonsense, but Hai Yunfan had no choice but to judge from Wen Bao's expression that Wang Lu had probably guessed the truth.

It turns out that there really is such a speechless way to pass, but then again, this is also a kind of immortal fate. There is indeed no shortage of people in the world of immortal cultivation who have no qualifications, no temperament, and even the IQ is lower than ordinary people.

, a real-life immortal who has achieved astonishing achievements.

So...could it be that this Wen Bao in front of me has a chance to become a peerless expert in the world of immortality in the future?!

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Wang Lu say again: "Xiaohai, haven't you always been curious about how to conquer Taoyuan Village? Now there is a good demonstration material here."

"...You mean Wen Bao?"

"Of course, this guy has an IQ but not an IQ, and a courage but not courage... He is the perfect candidate to conquer Taoyuan Village."

"Ah? Why?"
Chapter completed!