Chapter 1752 Hell?

Text text Chapter 1752 Hell?

Text text Chapter 1752 Hell?

Seeing Zhao Li like this, Bai Ye's heart beat slightly faster, and an ominous premonition hit his heart.

"Brother Zhao, are you okay?"

Bai Ye frowned and asked deeply.

"No, I'm fine...I'm fine...I'm just so happy"

Zhao Li got up from the ground, but still stretched out his hand and quietly wiped away his tears, which were tears of joy.

He weighed the token, gave it to Bai Ye, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother, from today onwards, Soul Martial Hall will depend on you! Work hard!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran to a small cabinet next to him, actually starting to pack his things.

Bai Ye was at a loss for a long time: "Brother, where are you going?"

"Oh, I'm going to move to Bing Xintang soon!"

"Bing Xin Tang? What is that place?"

"A place to heal wounds." Zhao Li smiled and said, "Bing Xintang is in charge of refining pills and herbs in this sect. You don't know about it, brother. I can say that you are injured all over now, brother. Go to Bingxin Hall to recuperate well, otherwise this life will be gone, so everything here has to be handed over to you. In the past few days, I will take you to familiarize yourself with everything in Soul Martial Hall, and share the things you should do every day with Zongmen. I have told you some of the rules, you have to be more careful these few days, understand?"

"Okay." Bai Ye nodded.

But the doubts in my heart lingered for a long time.

For some reason, Bai Ye always felt that Zhao Li seemed to be hiding something from him.

Zhao Li started to get busy.

"Brother." Bai Ye glanced at Zhao Li who was flipping something, and called out.

"What's wrong?"

"This Soul Martial Hall... how many disciples are there at present?"

"Our Soul Martial Hall? Hehe, that's amazing. We are the only department in the entire sect that doesn't have an upper limit on the number of people. If you don't count, we currently have 177 disciples."

"Where are those disciples?"

"Oh...all went to Bing Xin Tang." Zhao Li said casually.

"Bing Xin Tang?" Bai Ye's face darkened a bit, and he immediately asked, "Are they... also going to heal their wounds?"

"That's right." Zhao Li nodded, "They all went to heal their wounds!"

"this..."

Bai Ye was stunned.

The whole department goes to heal?

Are you kidding me?

"It's all right, why are you going to heal? And... what kind of injury did they suffer? So many people are all healing, who will maintain that department?" Bai Yening asked. Feeling more and more wrong.

"Good question!" Zhao Li squinted his eyes and smiled: "Junior Brother, I shouldn't be here, but the Soul Martial Hall needs a disciple to maintain the normal operation of the Soul Martial Hall, and I am worshiping the Soul Martial Hall The latest disciple, according to the rules, all the seniors are going to heal their injuries and enjoy their blessings. As the youngest disciple, I have to stay here and wait for the next person to worship in the Soul Martial Hall. Now, Junior Brother, you are here, Soul Martial I will naturally leave it to you!"

"I don't think your injuries, Senior Brother Zhao Li, are serious. They are just minor illnesses. Why are you in such a hurry to heal them? Besides, how long will it take you to heal your injuries this time?"

"I won't be back." Zhao Li said with a smile.

"what?"

Bai Ye stood up from the chair abruptly.

"Actually, we went to Bing Xin Tang to heal our injuries, but we simply didn't want to stay in Soul Martial Hall. For us, this place is hell!" Zhao Li took a deep breath and laughed.

"Hell...hell...?" Bai Ye was stunned.

"Junior Brother...you still don't know about our Soul Martial Hall...let's go, I'll take you around now." Zhao Li said, and then handed Bai Ye a booklet.

Bai Ye took a look, and it impressively recorded some basic rules of the Supreme God Temple and some things that the Soul Martial Hall should do every day.

His expression was not natural, obviously he still couldn't understand Zhao Li's words.

The two went out,

Zhao Li directly led Bai Ye towards the nearby martial arts field.

"This is the Soul Martial Field, the area that our Soul Martial Hall is mainly responsible for." Zhao Li said, pointing to everything in front of him.

Bai Ye looked at the Soul Martial Field, with a glint of contemplation in his eyes.

The moment he stepped into this place, he only felt a strange and lonely power wrapping himself, this kind of power was extremely uncomfortable, but it was irresistible.

I'm afraid that there is a large formation under the Soul Martial Field to maintain its operation, otherwise there would be no such wonderful power.

"This is the trial area, and that is the area for disciples to exchange ideas and learn about free fighting. However, generally no disciples come here. Most of the people who come to our Soul Martial Field come for this trial area!"

Zhao Li pointed to the pile of exquisite but mottled statues beside him.

"What are these? Organization people?" Bai Ye asked.

"Yes, but it's not an ordinary organ." Zhao Li smiled and said, "It is said that this is an organ created by the ancestors of our Supreme God Temple. It is very delicate, but..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that the strength is too low." Zhao Li smiled and walked in by himself.

Seeing him standing among those statues, he suddenly shouted.

"open!"

In an instant.

A surge of soul energy exploded from the middle of the statue.

Immediately afterwards, all the statues actually came to life.

Their eyes were red, they pulled out their stone swords and knives, and attacked and killed Zhao Li in unison.

Every statue is imposing and terrifying, but the soul power released by them is...extremely thin!

It almost shatters!

Although Zhao Li was obese, he was astonishingly nimble. He was like a fish, he quickly shuttled between the statues, and his hands struck the heart of each stone sculpture fiercely like a sharp sword.

Any stone sculpture whose heart is attacked will stop instantly.

In less than ten breaths, all the rioting stone sculptures stopped.

Zhao Liyun walked over calmly, and said with a smile, "Junior Brother, how are you doing?"

"Senior brother is really strong." Bai Ye nodded.

"Hey, I'm nothing! In the sect, my method is actually useless, so I can only deal with these useless statues." Zhao Li laughed, but his eyes were very useful .

"Since these statues are so immature, what is the purpose of setting them up?" Bai Ye couldn't help asking.

"It's just for you newcomers who just joined the sect to exercise." Zhao Li said with a smile: "Usually people who have been in the sect for a few years will not come here!"

"I see." Bai Ye nodded.

However at this time...

Zhao Li's knees softened suddenly, and he knelt heavily on the ground.

"Senior brother, why do you have to do such a great gift?" Bai Ye was startled.

But seeing Zhao Li's face was pale, he tried his best to turn his head and looked to the side.

Bai Ye followed his gaze and fixed his eyes, only to see several figures walking towards the gate...

When Bai Ye saw this, he immediately reacted, and then looked at Zhao Li's shoulder, only to notice that his shoulder was covered by a strong general trend at the moment...

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