Chapter 1753: Chief elder

Seeing these people coming, Zhao Li's face was already extremely pale.
Bai Ye could even see his eyes trembling slightly, leaving only hesitation in his pupils.
How is this going?
Zhao Li seems to be afraid of those people?
But... those people seem to be the people who are too sacred to the temple, right? Since we are the same, what is there to be afraid of? Could it be said that these people are Zhao Li's opponents?
But even so, here is the heaven of the gods, who dares to mess around?
Bai Ye just read the door rules recorded in the pamphlet, and once discovered that he had harmed the same door, he would be sentenced to death!
Bai Ye was confused, but he secretly watched for a little while staring at the incoming person.
The visitors were two men and one woman, and the auras didn't appear strong, and it was just a little bit higher than Ji Yue. Although the White Night Soul Realm was inferior to them, he would not be afraid of fighting.
The three of them came over, glanced at Baiye, and saw that their soul realm was so inferior, and they all showed unexpected colors.
"True Soul Realm?" One of them fell silent.
However, the other two did not pay too much attention to Bai Ye, only watching a man walk up and directly kicked Zhao Li's body with his foot.
spray!
There was a muffled sound.
Zhao Li's body disappeared, and he rolled over to the ground with a sigh of relief, especially embarrassed.
Without waiting for him to get up, one foot has already stepped on him.
"Junior Brother Zhao, how are you thinking about it?" The man stared at Zhao Li with no expression on his face.
"Teacher... Senior Brother... Senior Sister, let me think about it for a few days... After all, it's not a trivial matter. If you miss it... I'm afraid you will have to get in..." Zhao Li cried and said. .
"Then how many days do you want?" the man asked, squinting.
Zhao Li's face turned pale, and his trembling thoughts fell. He raised his hand gingerly, raised three fingers, and trembled: "Three...three days..."
But at this moment...
Whoosh!
A cold light struck.
It is the soul passing!
Huh!
The three fingers that Zhao Li stretched out were all cut off, and blood poured out.
"what!!"
Zhao Li let out a heart-piercing cry, and he rolled his palms.
Bai Ye's face tightened, staring at Zhao Li's appearance with an unnatural expression.
He wanted to shoot, but he didn't even know what happened.
"Three days after three days, three days after three days, how many three days are this! Zhao Li, are you kidding me?" The man directly lifted his foot and stepped on Zhao Li's broken finger hand On the ground, the soles of his feet kept rolling on his palms, and the terrible force caused the air to vibrate.
Zhao Li screamed frantically, struggling frantically, and the whole figure seemed about to collapse, but he couldn't take his fingers out of the man's sole.
"Brother, brother... forgive me... I... I'll get it for you tomorrow! I'll get it for you tomorrow!" Zhao Li finally couldn't hold it anymore, and he howled sadly, almost The sound is broken.
"That's right!"
The corners of the man's mouth rose, and then the soles of the feet were retracted.
As soon as the sole of the foot was moved away, looking at Zhao Li's hand, it was and bloody, and the bones were trampled to tears.
He covered his palms, curled up and shivered on the ground, his fat face was covered with sweat, like a frightened animal.
So vicious!
Bai Ye's eyes were tight.
They are all from the same school, but they will kill them next time... Has Zhao Li offended them?
Bai Ye thought.
But at this time, the woman among the three asked Bai Ye suddenly.
"Boy, who are you?"
Bai Ye heard the sound, just about to answer, but at this moment, Zhao Li shivered with a pale face: "Return to Senior Sister, this junior is from another department, and he is here to test the stone carving of the institution..."
"Other departments?" The woman raised her eyebrows: "Why don't I know that there are people with such inferior souls in other departments? Zhao Li, are you lying to me? Is he from your Soul Martial Hall?"
"How is it possible?" Zhao Li said hurriedly: "Where can any fool enter our Soul Martial Hall?"
white night:"...."
"In this case, let me see his token!" The woman drank low, and shouted at Bai Ye, "Hand over your token."
Bai Ye's face was cold, and he had already guessed something vaguely.
But he didn't hesitate, and directly touched his waist.
If he really wants to fight, he is not afraid of these three people at all. And it was the three of them who did it, and when things went wrong, he was not afraid.
After all, he was a person sent by the Shenji Palace, and those who are too high in the Shentian Temple should have some scruples to kill him.
However, just as Bai Ye was about to remove the token, the man next to him directly took the woman's arm and smiled: "Junior sister, forget it! It doesn't matter what department he is a disciple."
"If this person is a disciple of the Soul Martial Hall, then Zhao Li is afraid that he will go to Bingxin Hall tomorrow! What can we do for him then?" the woman Shen said.
"That's okay!" The man laughed, his eyes fell on Bai Ye's body, and he looked up and down and laughed: "If Zhao Li really runs away, then this kid can help us, right? His Soul Martial Hall always There needs to be someone here, and the monk can run away but not the temple! How afraid are we?"
Hearing the sound, the woman hesitated, whirled and snorted, and said coldly: "Time has been dragged on for long enough. If the sect pays attention to this matter, we will have no chance in the future!"
"Don't worry, Zongmen won't care about this!" The man laughed.
The woman didn't speak, she just stared at Bai Ye and Zhao Li with cold eyes, then snorted coldly, turned and walked towards the door.
The man walked up to Zhao Li, patted Zhao Li's face with his hand, and smiled: "Zhao Li, Zhao Li, you better not let me down tomorrow, otherwise... I don't believe you can hide in Bingxintang forever. !"
After speaking, the man stood up straight, and wanted to leave.
But just before leaving, he turned his face and glanced at Baiye.
The look in his eyes was especially joking and playful.
Bai Ye stared faintly, without any fear in his eyes.
The man chuckled, "It's a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers!"
The voice fell, and the man shook his head and walked out the door.
When the three of them completely disappeared at the gate, Zhao Li, who fell to the ground, stretched out his neck and stared at the gate.
After confirming that the three of them had left, he actually got up from the ground and sat on the side steps, constantly blowing at his rotten palm, the painful expression on his face disappeared without a trace.
Such changes can be truly amazed by the white night.
"Brother Zhao, you..."
"Oh...I'm fine, I've long been used to it!" Zhao Li grinned and continued to blow.
The breath he blew out was wrapped in a strong breath of life, covering the past and moisturizing his palms. After a while, the palms healed quickly, and the fingers grew, and they quickly returned to their original shape.
Seeing this scene, Bai Ye was completely stunned.
"What the is going on here?" He took a deep breath and asked.
"It's nothing." Zhao Li put down his hand, patted the dust on his body, and smiled bitterly: "If I didn't shout loudly, and didn't show the pain, they might still torture me in every possible way, so I have to cooperate. I played it and made them think I was already in pain, so they would stop in time!"
I can't see that this fat man is so scheming.
Bai Ye thought secretly in her heart, and then asked, "Why are they doing this to you?"
"This..." Zhao Li hesitated, then sighed, hoarsely said: "Not for our elders."
"Elder?"
Bai Ye was a little speechless.
But when Zhao Li got up, he said, "Come with me!"
When the words fell, he took a step forward and walked to the room before.
Bai Ye looked confused and immediately followed.
After the two entered the room, Zhao Li went straight upstairs.
There are five floors in the house.
The first floor was supposed to be the reception hall of the Soul Martial Hall, but it was abandoned, with only some debris piled up, and usually no one came.
The second and third floors are the attic rooms where disciples practice, and the fourth floor is the practice area for the elders of the Soul Martial Hall. The fifth floor is an area where items that are not suitable for storage rings are stacked.
But as soon as he entered the fifth floor, a breath of alcohol that was enough to make people dizzy instantly puffed his nose.
It smells... so strong!
I'm afraid that Dacheng Xuanjun can't stand it after drinking a jar, right?
Bai Ye frowned and walked up the steps, only to see that the entire fifth floor had been flooded by a large number of complete and incomplete wine jars.
The ground is full of spilled drinks.
The smell in the air is particularly strange.
In the corner, a drunk figure was holding the wine jar and fell asleep.
The figure was ragged, unkempt, and disheveled, for fear that beggars would be cleaner than him.
"Who is this?" Bai Ye asked, staring at the figure.
"This is the elder of our Soul Martial Hall, Ying Jiuyue!" Zhao Li sighed hoarsely.
"what?"
Bai Ye was taken aback: "Elder Soul Martial Hall? He...what is going on with him?"
"What else?" Zhao Li found a clean place, sat down on the ground, and smiled: "Isn't this drunk?"
"But..." Bai Ye stopped talking, but didn't know what to ask.
Everything makes him very puzzled.
However, Zhao Li laughed and said: "Junior brother, I know you have a lot of questions, now, I will tell you one by one! Let's start with this elder first... You know that our elder is drunk. How long is it?"
"how long?"
"Thirty thousand years!" Zhao Li smiled.
Bai Ye's pupils shrank suddenly, and people stared at the figure for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "I can't see through his cultivation base, the elder's strength and soul realm should be extremely terrifying!"
"Heh, of course." Zhao Li smiled lightly: "Our elder is currently ranked 17th in the sect, but you must know that before he was drunk! But the chief elder of our sect, how can his cultivation be low? ?"
"Chief elder?" Bai Ye was startled.
"However, because our elders had long been drunk and dreamed of death, and ignored the affairs of the sect, the lord was angry and deprived him of his position as the chief elder. Our Soul Martial Hall has also gradually become the sect from the largest department of the Supreme God’s Temple. The department at the bottom!" Zhao Li said hoarsely: "All of this... our elders are responsible for it!"