Chapter 101 My Good Brother

After entering Lingxi Township, this is the first time Wang Baole has received a call for help from a fellow Taoist. You must know that this kind of jade slip has a limited range for asking for help. Unless the distance is relatively short, otherwise, due to the interference of the local magnetic field, it cannot be called by the fellow sect. take over.

This is not just the case of the Misty Daoist Academy, but also the other three Daoist Temples, but no matter what, this jade slip still has a certain effect. At this moment, Wang Baole looked down at the jade slip, his eyes fixed, and as the spiritual power poured into the jade slip, he immediately locked on to the jade slip. Losing his bearings, he flicked his body and flew straight there.

In the past, when he met fellow students along the way, Wang Baole, who could help, offered to help. He felt that as the top three students of the Misty Dao Academy's Law Department, he naturally couldn't turn a blind eye to this kind of help.

On the one hand, it was because of his heart, and on the other hand, because he had read the autobiography of high-ranking officials since he was a child, the importance of connections was mentioned many times in it. As for the key to gain connections, it was to make more friends.

And helping others is the fastest and most profound way to make friends, so Wang Baole feels that helping others comes from the heart and is a pleasure, and it also fits with the autobiography of a high-ranking official, so he is doing his part. It is getting closer and closer to the place where the jade slip guides.

At the same time, in front of Wang Baole, in the area pointed by the jade slip, there was a valley. Right now, in this valley, Zhuo Yifan's body was like a kite with a broken string. It suddenly rolled up and fell to the ground.

When blood overflowed from his mouth, the jade slips he was holding in his hand fell aside.

"Zhuo Yixian!!" The traumatized Zhuo Yifan squatted on the ground with one hand, and covered his chest with the other hand, his hair was disheveled, he was extremely embarrassed, and even had multiple injuries on his body, his eyes were red, with unwillingness and madness. Roaringly staring at him... a young man who looks very similar to him!

This young man was none other than Zhuo Yixian, dressed in a white robe, with a handsome appearance and extraordinary elegance. He stood there, kicked back just now, and looked at Zhuo Yifan with a smile.

"Aren't you reconciled, my brother?"

Following Zhuo Yixian's opening, bursts of laughter came from behind him, and he could see six students from Bailu Taoist Academy wearing white Taoist robes not far away from him, each of them had good combat prowess, and most of them were dead. After obtaining a six-inch spiritual root, each of them surrounded a seriously injured seven-inch spiritual root with ease and sarcasm on their faces.

This seven-inch spiritual root is not faceless, but turned into Zhuo Yifan's appearance!

In this scene, it is obvious that Zhuo Yixian brought his fellow students to prevent Zhuo Yifan from absorbing the seven-inch true breath and obtaining the seven-inch spiritual root!

"Senior Yixian, this is what you often talk about, your useless brother who is still trying to challenge you?"

"Those who can't get into our Bailu Dao Academy, but can only enter Misty Dao Academy, can do anything." The crowd who surrounded Zhuo Yifan's seven-inch spiritual root said with a smile.

"I made everyone laugh. After this matter is over, I will treat you to celebrate the admission of all students to the White Deer Upper School." Zhuo Yixian smiled like a spring breeze, very polite.

The six Bailu students all laughed, they obviously liked Zhuo Yixian's boldness, and at the same time they were willing to make friends with this outstanding senior among the many students in the Bailu Taoist Academy.

Seeing that all this was irreversible, Zhuo Yifan's blood overflowed again in misery. He was unwilling, but he had no choice.

Although he is the head of the martial arts department, he has been very serious in the past year, but facing this elder brother who has surpassed him in every aspect since he was a child, he is not his opponent at all.

Not to mention that the other party has six helpers, these six people don't even need to attack him, as long as they surround the seven-inch spiritual root, it is enough to make him despair.

"My dear brother, as a concubine in the family, you can enter the Misty Daoist Temple because of your father's special kindness. As a lowly concubine, it is your good fortune that you can achieve six inches." Zhuo Yi With the same smile, Xian came to Zhuo Yifan, knelt down, patted Zhuo Yifan's face, made a pattering sound, and spoke with a smile.

"As for Qicun, don't think about it."

Being so humiliated, the veins on Zhuo Yifan's face bulged and thumped, his eyes became more bloodshot, and he clenched his fists tightly, even with too much force, the blood vessels on the back of his hands seemed to burst.

He was about to resist, but his elder brother Zhuo Yixian's eyes flashed coldly, and he punched him directly in the chest, causing Zhuo Yifan to spurt out blood again, and all the strength he finally condensed was directly caught by Zhuo Yixian. Break up.

"Why bother, you've been like this since you were a child, you know, I really want to gouge your eyes out, your eyes are very annoying." Zhuo Yixian looked at his younger brother with a smile, and said softly.

"You!!" Zhuo Yifan panted heavily, and the severe pain spread all over his body, but he was powerless. The memory was also evoked by Zhuo Yixian's words, and came to mind. Mysterious, even more powerful, very beautiful, but in fact his childhood was very bitter, as the heir of a concubine, his mother died early, and his father was even more indifferent to him.

His childhood was cold and lonely, and his elder brother kept suppressing and torturing him since he was a child. He thought that he could have his own future and break away from the family when he came to Misty Daoist Temple, but he didn't expect that he would still be under the influence of his brother here. Brother, cut off the seven-inch spiritual root path.

"Don't be discouraged. As your elder brother, I've already figured out your future path for you." Zhuo Yixian patted Zhuo Yifan's face again, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"Next, I will take away all your healing elixirs, leave you in a coma with serious injuries, and trap you in a place where you can't get out, but don't worry, you won't die, you will wake up in a few days, but the injuries are in that place Time will be heavier."

"You will find that the only way to save yourself in front of you is to use the six-inch spiritual root to break through the ancient martial arts and advance to the real breath, because only when you reach the real breath can you use the repelling power here to send the seriously injured you out. Mystery."

"How about it, brother treats you very well." Zhuo Yixian's words fell into Zhuo Yifan's ears every sentence, and they were extremely vicious, making Zhuo Yifan's eyes bright red and extremely crazy, but he couldn't resist, In misery, he looked at the jade slip that fell off before, which was his only extravagant hope.

"Don't look at it, whoever comes will be implicated by you." Zhuo Yixian smiled dumbly, grabbed Zhuo Yifan, carried him to the place where the jade slip was, crushed it with one foot, and crushed it a few more times. As if Zhuo Yifan's last flame of hope had been extinguished, he turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing that the jade slip was crushed, Zhuo Yifan seemed to have lost all his strength, and closed his eyes miserably.

But at the moment when the jade slip was crushed and Zhuo Yifan closed his eyes, suddenly, there was the sound of running and howling from a distance, and there was even a roar that was familiar to Zhuo Yifan, suddenly it was like a thunder, directly Blast!

"Zhuo Yixian, how dare you!!"

With the appearance of the sound, Wang Baole's figure rushed out like lightning in an instant, at an astonishing speed, directly in front of Zhuo Yixian, and punched out.

The reversal of this scene was too sudden. Before Zhuo Yixian or his six classmates had time to react, Wang Baole's fist had already landed, causing a sonic boom that exploded in all directions.

Zhuo Yixian's complexion changed suddenly, and at the critical moment, he suddenly lifted Zhuo Yifan in his hand, trying to block him. The ring on his finger flickered, and he opened his own protection to block Wang Baole's punch.

The booming sound broke out immediately, and Zhuo Yixian only felt a powerful roar coming, as if he had been directly hit by a high-speed train.

His whole body trembled violently, Zhuo Yifan couldn't hold it steady, his body was suddenly rolled up by this powerful bombardment, and in mid-air, the light curtain transformed by the magic weapon outside his body was shattered layer by layer, and finally collapsed with a bang, and His body was also thrown back more than ten feet, and when he landed, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He raised his head suddenly, with horror in his eyes, and looked at...Wang Baole who appeared next to Zhuo Yifan!

"Wang Baole!!" Zhuo Yixian breathed heavily, and immediately recognized Wang Baole's identity. At the same time, his six classmates also inhaled one by one, looking at Wang Baole in shock.

It was because Wang Baole's speed was too fast just now, and the power of that punch was too great, which surpassed their understanding of pulse replenishment, and they were even horrified by this punch to a certain extent.

"What kind of cultivation is he!!"

"The magic weapon protection of Yixian Xueshou was directly collapsed!"

When these people were in a frenzy, Zhuo Yifan opened his eyes and stared blankly at Wang Baole who was standing beside him. He was also stunned. Although he asked for help, he never expected that the person who came was actually having a problem with him. Wang Baole.

But in the face of himself who had a problem, Wang Baole was able to help. This matter shocked Zhuo Yifan too much, and his eyes were complicated, and he was even more ashamed.

Not noticing Zhuo Yifan's complexity, Wang Baole turned around at this moment, turned his back to Zhuo Yifan, and looked at Zhuo Yixian with an ugly face and even more anger in his eyes.

Although he came a little late, the scene here fell into his eyes, and he roughly judged the cause and effect. Although he didn't understand why Zhuo Yifan and Zhuo Yixian should be brothers, the other party's vicious intentions were very serious. obvious.

"It's nothing more than snatching. I have done this kind of thing before, but at most it is like this. But you not only snatch the opportunity, but also cut off its hope. This matter... is over!"