Don't, uncle, don't-help-ah!!"

A mournful cry for help sounded in the forest, startling countless birds.

Luo Suyue, who was still shy in the temple, rushed out quickly.

"You, you, this... Here's what it's doing!"

Seeing the scene in front of her clearly, Luo Suyue couldn't help but lose color, and her voice trembled a little.

I saw that the muscular Taoist priest Wencai was being grabbed by several big hands of earth and stone sticking out of the ground, hanging on the ground out of thin air.

Wen Cai was twitching and struggling frantically, and the range of his movements was so great that it was like killing a pig - several big earth and stone hands that grabbed him were also shaking violently, but they never let him break free.

And Zhao Zilong, Wencai's white-clothed uncle who looked like he was gentle, was holding a pair of white palms and pinching them all over Wencai's body.

Every time he pinched, Wen Cai let out a painful wail, and he could see that Wen Cai's bulging muscles were quickly pinched into a soft lying appearance - by the way, even if Russell Yue was far away, he could hear a subtle, uninterrupted "click" bone cracking sound.

Zhao Li glanced at Luo Suyue and said gently, "It's okay, this is just a necessary process for my sect to cultivate supernatural powers." ”

"The necessary process for cultivation?"

Russell Yue was simply stunned, there was such a cruel and crazy cultivation method?

"Yes, the edge of the sword is sharpened, the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the bitter is the only way to become a master. ”

Zhao Li said to the tearful little Taoist Wencai in front of him: "Wencai, your physique is quite good now, but you are still a line away from the real practice, when can you break free from the blockade of these stone arms, and you don't need Uncle Shi to help you regulate your body, when the time comes, the magic will be great, ever-changing, all in one thought, your Taoist robe will fit." ”

In this way, under the gaze of Luo Suyue, he was obviously a literary talent with strong muscles, but his surging muscles were pinched into soft "water meat", and the bones of his whole body were broken inch by inch.

Although the whole process was only a few minutes, Wen Cai really woke up several times in pain, and Russell Yue couldn't bear to watch it.

When the whole process of "conditioning the body" ended, Wen Cai crooked his neck and collapsed in the "earth and stone mold" - that's right, even the vertebrae were pinched to pieces by Zhao Li, and the only thing that was not pinched by Zhao Li was the skull, which was quite a bit like "Hawking" in the cultivation world.

Luo Suyue didn't know how the cultivation of other immortal sects was carried out, but there must be no second one who treated his own cultivation so painfully and cruelly... Luo Suyue didn't notice it herself, and when she looked at Zhao Li, there was even a little more distress...

That's right, think about Zhao Li's ability to transform into his own appearance to participate in the martial arts competition, and I heard Wen Cai say that Zhao Li's magical powers have already been completed, so think about how many times he has been crushed by others, the bones and muscles of his body... Russell Yue felt so distressed that she couldn't stand it.

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Luo Fu, in the room.

"Unexpected... You're the queen of the deceased?"

The drunken Taoist priest, who was always sloppy and carrying a wine gourd, stared closely at Zhang Xiaozhuo who was lying on the bed, his eyes were clear and clear, and he did not have the drunken appearance of the past.

“··· I didn't know that Master, you actually knew my mother..."

Zhang Xiaozhuo had a helpless wry smile on his face, and he looked like "I just knew".

"That fairy... No, I mean your mother, how is she now?!"

The Drunken Sword Immortal did not correct the wrong name in Zhang Xiaozhuo's mouth at all this time, but asked about other things unusually, which fully shows that the relationship between him and the "fairy" may not be ordinary.

"My mother has been victimized by the wicked, but unfortunately I didn't learn well, I tracked the wicked man all the way to this point, but he cut off two legs, I am really an unfilial son, I can't even avenge my mother, what's the use of my life!"

As soon as Zhang Xiaozhuo mentioned the topic of "mother", his complexion suddenly changed again, and he looked like he was gritting his teeth and hating it.

"What? Your mother is dead?"

The drunken Taoist priest also took two steps back suddenly, and his cheeks, which were always red from excessive drinking, suddenly turned snow-white.

"Tell me more about it! No, from before I met you, you told me all the things about your mother, about your background, and how you said your mother died, and who cut off your legs, and you must not miss anything!"

Immediately, the Drunken Sword Immortal stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Xiaozhuo's wrist, and shouted.

"Yes... I've been on Lingyue Island since I can remember, and there are many people on the island, my mother, me, guards, and palace people, but I never knew who my father was, and my mother only said that my name was Zhang Xiaozhuo..."

Zhang Xiaozhuo leaned on the pillow while holding up his weak body and said...

However, in Zhang Xiaozhuo's eyes, a hint of smugness flashed covertly.

It's not in vain to give in to Lao Li, this dog thing is really yin, and the strategy proposed is much easier to use than Zhang Xiaozhuo's own idea of selling miserably and seeking entry, look at the reaction of this drunken sword immortal, it is quite big, this is basically half the success.

But no matter how good the strategy is, it has to be used by people, and fortunately, Yang He's stupid electrician died early, otherwise I am afraid that there will be many people, and no matter how good my acting skills are, I am afraid that this old Taoist priest will find some clues... Zhang Xiaozhuo thought so.

It can't be said how subtle Lao Li's strategy is, but Zhang Xiaozhuo really can't think of it, and this plan is indeed very bold, the sword is biased, and the success rate is also very high - but if the truth is discovered, I am afraid that he will die a miserable death.

The entry plan provided by Lao Li to Zhang Xiaozhuo can be summed up in one sentence - after pretending to be the old man of the drunken sword immortal.

That's right, the object of the impersonation is the master of the "fairy" who has been slaughtered on the whole island, and the descendant of the palace master of the Fairy Spirit Palace on Shuiyue Island who dropped a copy of the "Soul Restoration Spell"!

Fundamental Lao Li's in-depth analysis of the original plot, due to a series of stories brought by fate brought by the "Ancient Artifact", long before the plot of the protagonist Li Wuwu officially began, the head of the sword saint and the drunken sword immortal of Shushan, the heads and elders of the eight factions of Kunlun, the witch king and queen of Miaojiang, and even the palace master of the fairy spirit palace of Shuiyue Island, are already old acquaintances with each other.

I won't repeat how complicated the grievances and hatreds are, after all, they are all stories of the previous generation, but I have to briefly pick the key points in front of me and say -

First, the "fairy" on Shuiyue Island is the daughter of the Witch King and the Witch Queen of Miaojiang, who fled from Miaojiang for some reason, and now, the Witch King is looking for her with all his might.

Second, the palace master of the Fairy Palace is a good friend of the witch queen, and he was entrusted by the witch queen on his deathbed to hide the "fairy" on the island and take care of her to grow up.

Third, the drunken sword fairy of Shushan, when he was young, went down the mountain to walk the world and met two extremely outstanding women, who were the witch queen and the fairy palace master, but for various reasons, he did not get together with any of them.

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