Chapter 68: Miscellaneous Disciples

In the solemn black hall, the green smoke of the incense burner dissipated into the air, and it was a deathly silence.

Xia Tian stood beside the throne on the steps, his face was pale, and at this moment, Rao couldn't help but feel trembling with his concentration.

Xia Tian's hand was still holding the unconscious Fu Le, he let go of his hand, and Fu Le slid down the steps and fell to the ground in the main hall.

Xia Yuan lowered his head below, didn't make any movements, and didn't speak.

For a while, both of them fell silent, and the atmosphere in the hall was a little cold.

After being silent for a long time, Xia Yuan was the first to speak, and he said in a deep voice: "This young man is not only not an ancestral genius, but also a child with no cultivation qualifications. ”

Xia Tian frowned and muttered to himself, "How come, he doesn't have an ancestral tattoo on his body......"

Xia Yuan's eyes stared at Fu Le, it was really difficult to hide the anger in his heart, his eyes showed a kind of disgust, and he said in a low voice:

"Not only that, Yuan Qi didn't react to him at all, compared to him, one of the Xia clan's handymen was also a genius. It was the first time I had seen someone so completely unqualified in his monastic path. ”

"In my early years, I traveled all over the world, even if I was a mediocre teenager in the field of any dirt village, after taking so many fetal sources, and after being washed by heaven and earth, I should be at least a person with acceptable qualifications. ”

Xia Tian glanced at Xia Yuan coldly, and said softly: "Is it useless for the fetal source of the Protoss to be used on him?"

Xia Yuan sighed, and said in a puzzled tone: "Indeed, even if pigs and dogs eat so many fetal sources, they should have a reaction to Yuanqi, and his reaction now can only show that he has no cultivation qualifications at all." ”

Xia Yuan paused, suddenly couldn't help but smile, and then looked at Xia Tian, and said meaningfully: "With all due respect, the hundreds of millions of mortals recorded in Daohua Hall actually have more or less reactions to vitality, so it is more difficult to find such a completely unqualified mortal than to find an unborn genius...... It is also Xia Qishao's eyesight. ”

Hearing this, Xia Tian's eyes suddenly became cold when he looked at Xia Yuan, and his eyes revealed an inexplicable brilliance, and he said slowly:

"You are carried away by anger, it's not that you don't know Qi'er's identity, no one is qualified to say that. ”

Xia Yuan was silent for a moment, suddenly knelt down slowly, and said in a deep voice: "The old slave is guilty. ”

Xia Tian glanced at him, and without saying anything more, he slowly walked down the steps and walked to Fu Le's side.

Xia Tian stared at Fu Le who was unconscious, couldn't help frowning, and said to himself: "The fetal source is useless, it's really rare." ”

Xia Yuan below hesitated for a moment, and responded in a deep voice: "The fetal source is used on him, and it doesn't have any effect on his body. ”

Xia Tian's eyes raised slightly, looked at Xia Yuan, and asked with a little interest, "Oh, what's the use?"

Xia Yuan looked at Fu Le expressionlessly, and replied: "The toxins in his body have been removed, the anti-aging ability of all parts of the body has been improved, his physique has been greatly enhanced, and his disease resistance has also become stronger, in other words, ......"

Xia Yuan hesitated and said with some difficulty: "...... He is healthy. ”

"Health?"

Xia Tian's expression instantly became very strange, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and repeated these two words in his mouth.

Xia Yuan's throat rolled, nodded and said, "Yes, the Fetal Source and Jingdan also cured his diarrhea and some other stubborn diseases. ”

Xia Tian looked very tired, he couldn't help but sigh, and said helplessly:

"The resources of the Protoss are not used to cure diarrhea......

Fu Le on the ground was completely ignorant of everything at the moment, his eyes were slightly closed, and his breathing was very steady.

Xia Yuan looked at Fu Le, turned his gaze to Xia Tian, and said with a somewhat complicated expression:

"So what about this teenager now......?

Xia Yuan didn't say the following words, but Xia Tian understood what he meant.

After listening to Xia Yuan's words, Xia Tian fell into deep thought, he looked at Fu Le, and the killing intent in his eyes gradually began to condense.

Xia Yuan was silent below, waiting for the patriarch's arrangement of the young man's fate.

Whew-

Xia Tian finally exhaled a turbid breath, shook his head and said, "You can't kill it now, otherwise the Seven Great Protoss will hold us accountable." ”

When Xia Yuan heard this, he felt a little incredible, and he couldn't help asking:

"How is it possible, just a child. ”

Xia Tian looked at the front with deep eyes, sat back on the throne on the steps, and said unhurriedly:

"The ancestral pattern is of great significance to the opening, this child is actually co-managed by other gods in the Xia clan, they will not believe that this child actually does not have an ancestral pattern, they will think that we have done something. ”

Summer Tian's eyes were like torches, looking at Fu Le on the ground, and said in a deep voice:

"So you can't kill it for the time being. ”

Hearing Xia Tian's words, Xia Yuan's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but ask, "What should I do then?"

Xia Tian didn't answer him, and his face was also difficult to choose, looking at Fu Le, he said with a headache:

"It's really a hot potato......"

Finally, Xia Xia Tian couldn't help but sigh and said, "That's it, you don't have to teach him, let him follow the miscellaneous disciples in the future, but you have to take care of him, and you must not let him die." ”

"In addition, I won't feel wrong about the fluctuation of the ancestral pattern last time, maybe Qi'er brought the wrong person back, and the one who awakened the ancestral pattern is someone else, you can send someone to Jingzhou to find it." ”

Hearing this, Xia Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, his face finally became relaxed, he couldn't help but smile, and said softly: "Obey, patriarch." ”

Xia Yuan walked over, slowly lifted Fu Le on the ground, and was about to turn around and leave the main hall, this is Xia Tian's voice again:

"Wait a minuteβ€”"

Hearing this, Xia Yuan hurriedly stood still, waiting for Xia Tiantian's orders.

Xia Tian turned his back to Xia Yuan, turned around slowly, and said in a serious tone:

"Don't let Qi'er know about this kid's business, Qi'er only needs to believe that he himself is born emperor and will never make mistakes. ”

"Yes. ”

Hearing Xia Tian's words, Xia Yuan responded in a respectful voice, and then slowly turned around and exited the door of the main hall with Fu Le, who was unconscious.

......

There was an unbearable soreness all over his body, and Fu Le slowly opened his eyes.

"Hmm......"

Fu Le's vision in front of him changed from blurry to slowly clear, he sat up with his aching body, and found that the scene in front of him had changed greatly, this was a strange and simple room, and he was no longer in the bamboo house.

Looking out the window, there was the harsh sunlight and the simple stone houses that were lined up, and Fu Le was finally convinced that he was no longer in the bamboo forest.

"You're awake. ”

There was a bland greeting in his ears, and Fu Le turned his head blankly and saw a teenager about his age.

The young man looked very delicate, his hair was simply tied up, but his skin showed a bronzed color from sun exposure, and it looked a little rough.

At this moment, the boy was flashing a small clay pot with a fan, and a crackling fire was rising under the small clay pot, and the liquid was boiling in the clay pot.

The teenager seemed to be decocting medicine, and Fu Le's nose fluttered slightly, and a bitter smell of medicine entered his nose.

The young man put down the fan in his hand, stood up and showed a hearty smile to Fu Le, and said to Zhao Fu Le with a generous demeanor:

"Hello, my name is Anon. ”

This teenager has a very comfortable feeling when he laughs, and his temperament is very clean, which is easy to make people feel good.

Fu Le was no exception, he couldn't help but smile gently for a while, and responded to the young man: "My name is Fu Le." ”

Hearing Fu Le's words, the young man named Anon widened his eyes and babbled: "I know you, you are the ancestral pattern!"

Fu Le's expression suddenly became a little gloomy, he shook his head and said:

"I'm not ......"

Unexpectedly, Anon didn't seem surprised, he shrugged his shoulders, rolled his eyes and said:

"Of course you're not, you're human. ”

Fu Le was silent for a moment, and said slowly, "I didn't mean that. ”

"Ann,"

Anon rolled his eyelids and waved his hand as if he didn't care, interrupting Fu Le.

After speaking, he looked at Fu Le very seriously for a while, and Fu Le was looked up and down by this young man's gaze, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Flutter –

"Hahahaha-"

The boy burst out laughing, then hugged his stomach and laughed on the ground, laughing louder and louder.

Fu Le looked at the laughing and rolling teenager on the ground, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching, and he began to be overwhelmed again.

"Hah...... Ha ......"

The young man's laughter finally subsided, and he got up from the ground, the smile on his face slowly retracted.

Then, he looked at Fu Le in amazement, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and praised him: "Now, you are Anon's roommate, the Xia clan's miscellaneous disciple - Fu Le. ”

Fu Le heard Anon's words, nodded thoughtfully, he finally understood his current situation, the change of his identity.

However, for some reason, Fu Le's mood at the moment suddenly calmed down, but he was not as uncomfortable as he was when he was high up a few days ago, and his mood at the moment was extremely relaxed.

Whew-

Anon rubbed his hands, carefully picked up the steaming clay pot, and poured the decoction inside into a bowl.

"There is no natural treasure, only this herb I picked, you still have blood in your body, hurry up and drink it while it's hot......"

Speaking of this, Anon's voice paused, he pursed his lips, pointed to a large pile of firewood outside the window, and said with some dissatisfaction:

"After drinking, there is still a large pile of firewood outside to chop. ”

Whew-

Fu Le heard Anon's words, but his mood became happy, he looked out the window at a large pile of firewood as high as a hill, suddenly closed his eyes with a comfortable expression, and exhaled a long breath.

At this moment, he seems to be missing the burden, and he is actually brisk.

"Damn, just do it!"

Fu Le whistled, slung the axe leaning against the door on his shoulder, and walked out with a humming mouth.