At the same time, Immortal Monarch Diaozhuo who was standing aside also sighed softly, turned his back and walked out of the Hall of Renxin.
Shu Zhong quickly raised his head and said in surprise: "Immortal Diaozhuo, you left so soon? I'm sorry I won't send you off!"
Seeing the indignant expression on his disciple's face again, Shu Zhong couldn't help reprimanding him:
"Stinky boy, what's the matter with you?"
"Master...you always teach your disciples that all beings are equal. Medical practitioners are benevolent and benevolent, and you should not favor one person over another..." Seeing that Shu Zhong's face became more and more ugly, and Bo Luo's voice became lower and lower, he lowered his head and said: "I implore you to save this child first, he... also has parents and family members!"
Shu Zhong choked on his disciple's words and frowned secretly.
Boluo is his favorite little disciple. Although he is a bit mischievous on weekdays, he is extremely perceptive and most likely to inherit his mantle.
Shu Zhong was both loving and strict with him, worried that he would be too young to tell right from wrong, and beat and scolded him frequently, but he never heard him talk back.
But at this juncture, an awkward situation arose, Shu Zhong suppressed his anger, and comforted him:
"Boluo, you keep saying that you are protecting this child, but it's because you know him?"
It would be quite different if Bo Luo knew someone.
Unexpectedly, Boluo shook his head.
"That's right!" Shu Zhong said, "Since you don't know him, why do you want me to save him first, and let me watch my junior die as a teacher?"
"Master! I beg you." Boluo's eyes were red, he knelt down suddenly, hugged Master's legs, and said: "You taught me on weekdays... as a doctor, you should abandon the patient's external interference, and don't worry about it." Then consider who he is, what his identity is, and what his character is. This child is obviously less injured than the younger generation of the Shu family, if you don't lend a helping hand, he will die in front of you!"
Shu Zhong said angrily: "Get up! You said it lightly, this child of the Shu family... is only six years old!"
Boluo was pushed away by his master, and fell backwards to the ground.He was lying on his side, his expression suddenly became very cold: "—Master, let me ask you again, are you going to save me or not?"
"Save, why don't you save?" Shu Zhong listened to the always well-behaved disciple repeatedly talking back, and became even more angry, the only trace of remorse that floated in his heart dissipated, and he said coldly: "I will save whoever I like. Brat, get out of here quickly!"
He freed his right hand and waved towards Bo Luo, signaling to expel him.
Bo Luo straightened his back, inch by inch, and slowly stood up from the ground:
"Since that's the case... don't blame the disciple for being ruthless."
"You...?" Shu Zhong was stunned, not knowing what Bo Luo meant by that.He raised his head and was about to ask.
At this moment, Shu Zhong's left hand suddenly felt severe pain, and a very cold needle pierced the palm of Shu Zhong's left hand along the sick body of the younger generation of the Shu family.
Because Shu Zhong devoted himself to treating the junior at this time, he was very close to the patient, and he was defenseless, so there was no way to hide.
At first, it was just a small pain like a pinprick, but soon, the pain spread to the whole arm.
The pain was almost unbearable, Shu Zhong let out a muffled grunt, his face turned pale with shock, the palm of his right hand gathered spiritual power, and pressed it fiercely towards his left arm, trying to resist the fierce pain.
But in the next moment, several black water snakes twisted into ropes and blatantly attacked, binding Shu Zhong's hands tightly.
The ropes and vines bound Xianjun tightly, making a "clucking" sound.
All this happened in the blink of an eye, and one of the eight immortals of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect lost his fighting power in an instant!
Shu Zhong was shocked, and was about to activate the distress seal.
Standing coldly under the stage, Bo Luo moved in front of Shu Zhong with a figure as fast as lightning.
"Master."
Between the words, Boluo's face suddenly changed dramatically.
His face was shrouded in thick fog, and when the thick fog cleared, he suddenly turned into another person.
Shu Zhong stared wide-eyed, staring blankly at the front-faced disciple Bo Luo, and turned into another young cultivator with sharp face and big eyes in an instant.
"I gave you a chance. If you save this child first, I will spare you." Seemingly a little disappointed, the pointed-faced cultivator had a sad expression in his eyes, but soon became angry and ferocious again: "But you This makes disciples feel cold, even if other people's children are less injured, you still choose to save your own children! No wonder I am!"
Shocked, Shu Zhong recognized it all at once, and shouted, "It's you! It's you—"
Before he finished speaking, "Bo Luo" raised his right hand and covered Shu Zhong's mouth and nose with his palm.
I saw two clouds of black mist actively penetrated into Shu Zhong's body, Shu Zhong couldn't break free, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground.
"Boluo" laughed loudly, stood up, and stomped on with his right foot, crushing the head of the six-year-old junior from Shu Zhong's family, and bursting his brains.
Then he lifted Shu Zhong's collar and dragged him outside the Hall of Renxin.
Immortal Diao Zhuo stood outside the Hall of Renxin with his hands behind his back, and he was not at all surprised when he saw that "Bo Luo" was carrying a bundle of loyalty, intending to leave the Hall of Renxin.
"Don't forget the agreement between you and me." Tiaozhuo urged.
"Hehe," the pointed-faced young cultivator turned his head, took a deep look at Diao Zhuo, and said, "Don't worry."
I do not know how long it has been.
Shu Zhong only felt a cold air suddenly sucked into his nostrils, which made his internal organs ache. He closed his eyes, coughed violently for a while, and then woke up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, the severe pain in his left hand made him tremble uncontrollably, and he almost fainted.
Thinking that he is one of the immortal kings of Zhengyang Xianzong, he should not moan and show weakness, so he gritted his teeth and tried not to let out a sound.
"Are you awake?"
Facing Shu Zhong, a rather feminine male voice came over.
Shu Zhong raised his head, looked at the man in front of him, did not make a sound, instead looked around, wondering where he was taken.
Surrounded by mountain walls and dimly lit, it seems to be deep in a cave.
Because it has not seen the sun for a long time, it is extremely humid here, and a layer of greasy moss has accumulated on the surface.
Recalling that the other party restrained him in just a short moment, evaded the eyes and ears of Zhengyang Xianzong, and brought him here.
Presumably, the other party had planned carefully. Before kidnapping Shu Zhong, he probably had rehearsed it tens of millions of times.
That being the case, the other party will definitely not let him recognize where this is, and stop mentioning the escape.
Thinking of this, Shu Zhong gave up observing his surroundings and turned to look at his injured left hand.
His hands were bound by chains, and he raised his head above his head. His whole body was suspended, and all the weight was on his arms.
Shu Zhong's left hand was already injured, but this time it hurt even more.His face was pale, and there was a lot of cold sweat on his forehead.
"Bo Luo" sat on a boulder in front of Shu Zhong, looked at Shu Zhong's reaction with appreciation, and asked after a while, "...do you recognize me?"
Shu Zhong snorted, frowned, and said, "Who the hell are you? How did you pretend to be me, Boluotuer?"
"Hahaha!" The monk seemed to have heard some extremely ridiculous joke, and raised his head and laughed.After he stopped pretending to be Bo Luo, he turned into his original body, an extremely thin young man with a sharp Adam's apple and prominent veins on his neck.
"Impersonating? Master, you are too confused. There are no Boluo disciples. From the beginning to the end, I am the only one!"
Shu Zhong's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Who are you?!"
The monk stood up and walked up to Shu Zhong step by step, saying as he walked:
"Good Master, didn't you recognize me just now? You recognize my face, why are you asking me who I am again? Oh—so you recognized me, but you didn't know my name, yes no?"
"Smelly thief," Shu Zhong certainly remembered this face. He was a little panicked. Regardless of the pain in his left arm, he struggled hard and shook the chain to make a clanking sound: "What is your purpose? Kidnapping Immortal Lord Zhengyang privately, do you know what to do?" What a crime!"
The monk laughed again, and he said, "Why don't I know? Master, don't shout anymore. If you come to me, even if Immortal Master Dongkun is resurrected, it is absolutely impossible to rescue you."
Shu Zhong's left arm was in severe pain, his back felt cold, and he couldn't help shivering.
The monk seemed to want to see his frightened expression on purpose, so he walked closer and pressed Shu Zhong's face tightly, as if he wanted to clearly see every inch of the fearful expression on his face.
"You know who I am." The monk said in a happy mood, "but you don't know my name. I want to teach you. My disciple's real name is Ke, and his first name is Greedy."
"..."
Shu Zhong opened his eyes wide in surprise.
The name Ke Liyi is not unfamiliar.Everyone knows that Ke Liyi is a peerless devil who has been well-known and popular in Zhengwuzhou in recent years.
The way he practiced is very special, it is called "Hunger Suppressing Way". As the name suggests, people who practice this way, the hungrier they are, the more they suppress their instincts, the stronger they are.
It is heard that before Ke Liyi practiced this way, he starved himself to death when he was still a mortal body.
Everyone in the world has survival instincts, but this Ke Liyi treats himself mercilessly, which shows that his mind is firm and ruthless.
He is a dazzling magic star born out of the sky, once Fang made a move, the world was turned upside down, bloody and bloody, which changed the color of the monks in Zhengwuzhou.
"There is a bloody feud between you and me. Today I came to ask for your life, Shu Zhong Xianjun."
Shu Zhong quickly raised his head and said in surprise: "Immortal Diaozhuo, you left so soon? I'm sorry I won't send you off!"
Seeing the indignant expression on his disciple's face again, Shu Zhong couldn't help reprimanding him:
"Stinky boy, what's the matter with you?"
"Master...you always teach your disciples that all beings are equal. Medical practitioners are benevolent and benevolent, and you should not favor one person over another..." Seeing that Shu Zhong's face became more and more ugly, and Bo Luo's voice became lower and lower, he lowered his head and said: "I implore you to save this child first, he... also has parents and family members!"
Shu Zhong choked on his disciple's words and frowned secretly.
Boluo is his favorite little disciple. Although he is a bit mischievous on weekdays, he is extremely perceptive and most likely to inherit his mantle.
Shu Zhong was both loving and strict with him, worried that he would be too young to tell right from wrong, and beat and scolded him frequently, but he never heard him talk back.
But at this juncture, an awkward situation arose, Shu Zhong suppressed his anger, and comforted him:
"Boluo, you keep saying that you are protecting this child, but it's because you know him?"
It would be quite different if Bo Luo knew someone.
Unexpectedly, Boluo shook his head.
"That's right!" Shu Zhong said, "Since you don't know him, why do you want me to save him first, and let me watch my junior die as a teacher?"
"Master! I beg you." Boluo's eyes were red, he knelt down suddenly, hugged Master's legs, and said: "You taught me on weekdays... as a doctor, you should abandon the patient's external interference, and don't worry about it." Then consider who he is, what his identity is, and what his character is. This child is obviously less injured than the younger generation of the Shu family, if you don't lend a helping hand, he will die in front of you!"
Shu Zhong said angrily: "Get up! You said it lightly, this child of the Shu family... is only six years old!"
Boluo was pushed away by his master, and fell backwards to the ground.He was lying on his side, his expression suddenly became very cold: "—Master, let me ask you again, are you going to save me or not?"
"Save, why don't you save?" Shu Zhong listened to the always well-behaved disciple repeatedly talking back, and became even more angry, the only trace of remorse that floated in his heart dissipated, and he said coldly: "I will save whoever I like. Brat, get out of here quickly!"
He freed his right hand and waved towards Bo Luo, signaling to expel him.
Bo Luo straightened his back, inch by inch, and slowly stood up from the ground:
"Since that's the case... don't blame the disciple for being ruthless."
"You...?" Shu Zhong was stunned, not knowing what Bo Luo meant by that.He raised his head and was about to ask.
At this moment, Shu Zhong's left hand suddenly felt severe pain, and a very cold needle pierced the palm of Shu Zhong's left hand along the sick body of the younger generation of the Shu family.
Because Shu Zhong devoted himself to treating the junior at this time, he was very close to the patient, and he was defenseless, so there was no way to hide.
At first, it was just a small pain like a pinprick, but soon, the pain spread to the whole arm.
The pain was almost unbearable, Shu Zhong let out a muffled grunt, his face turned pale with shock, the palm of his right hand gathered spiritual power, and pressed it fiercely towards his left arm, trying to resist the fierce pain.
But in the next moment, several black water snakes twisted into ropes and blatantly attacked, binding Shu Zhong's hands tightly.
The ropes and vines bound Xianjun tightly, making a "clucking" sound.
All this happened in the blink of an eye, and one of the eight immortals of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect lost his fighting power in an instant!
Shu Zhong was shocked, and was about to activate the distress seal.
Standing coldly under the stage, Bo Luo moved in front of Shu Zhong with a figure as fast as lightning.
"Master."
Between the words, Boluo's face suddenly changed dramatically.
His face was shrouded in thick fog, and when the thick fog cleared, he suddenly turned into another person.
Shu Zhong stared wide-eyed, staring blankly at the front-faced disciple Bo Luo, and turned into another young cultivator with sharp face and big eyes in an instant.
"I gave you a chance. If you save this child first, I will spare you." Seemingly a little disappointed, the pointed-faced cultivator had a sad expression in his eyes, but soon became angry and ferocious again: "But you This makes disciples feel cold, even if other people's children are less injured, you still choose to save your own children! No wonder I am!"
Shocked, Shu Zhong recognized it all at once, and shouted, "It's you! It's you—"
Before he finished speaking, "Bo Luo" raised his right hand and covered Shu Zhong's mouth and nose with his palm.
I saw two clouds of black mist actively penetrated into Shu Zhong's body, Shu Zhong couldn't break free, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground.
"Boluo" laughed loudly, stood up, and stomped on with his right foot, crushing the head of the six-year-old junior from Shu Zhong's family, and bursting his brains.
Then he lifted Shu Zhong's collar and dragged him outside the Hall of Renxin.
Immortal Diao Zhuo stood outside the Hall of Renxin with his hands behind his back, and he was not at all surprised when he saw that "Bo Luo" was carrying a bundle of loyalty, intending to leave the Hall of Renxin.
"Don't forget the agreement between you and me." Tiaozhuo urged.
"Hehe," the pointed-faced young cultivator turned his head, took a deep look at Diao Zhuo, and said, "Don't worry."
I do not know how long it has been.
Shu Zhong only felt a cold air suddenly sucked into his nostrils, which made his internal organs ache. He closed his eyes, coughed violently for a while, and then woke up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, the severe pain in his left hand made him tremble uncontrollably, and he almost fainted.
Thinking that he is one of the immortal kings of Zhengyang Xianzong, he should not moan and show weakness, so he gritted his teeth and tried not to let out a sound.
"Are you awake?"
Facing Shu Zhong, a rather feminine male voice came over.
Shu Zhong raised his head, looked at the man in front of him, did not make a sound, instead looked around, wondering where he was taken.
Surrounded by mountain walls and dimly lit, it seems to be deep in a cave.
Because it has not seen the sun for a long time, it is extremely humid here, and a layer of greasy moss has accumulated on the surface.
Recalling that the other party restrained him in just a short moment, evaded the eyes and ears of Zhengyang Xianzong, and brought him here.
Presumably, the other party had planned carefully. Before kidnapping Shu Zhong, he probably had rehearsed it tens of millions of times.
That being the case, the other party will definitely not let him recognize where this is, and stop mentioning the escape.
Thinking of this, Shu Zhong gave up observing his surroundings and turned to look at his injured left hand.
His hands were bound by chains, and he raised his head above his head. His whole body was suspended, and all the weight was on his arms.
Shu Zhong's left hand was already injured, but this time it hurt even more.His face was pale, and there was a lot of cold sweat on his forehead.
"Bo Luo" sat on a boulder in front of Shu Zhong, looked at Shu Zhong's reaction with appreciation, and asked after a while, "...do you recognize me?"
Shu Zhong snorted, frowned, and said, "Who the hell are you? How did you pretend to be me, Boluotuer?"
"Hahaha!" The monk seemed to have heard some extremely ridiculous joke, and raised his head and laughed.After he stopped pretending to be Bo Luo, he turned into his original body, an extremely thin young man with a sharp Adam's apple and prominent veins on his neck.
"Impersonating? Master, you are too confused. There are no Boluo disciples. From the beginning to the end, I am the only one!"
Shu Zhong's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Who are you?!"
The monk stood up and walked up to Shu Zhong step by step, saying as he walked:
"Good Master, didn't you recognize me just now? You recognize my face, why are you asking me who I am again? Oh—so you recognized me, but you didn't know my name, yes no?"
"Smelly thief," Shu Zhong certainly remembered this face. He was a little panicked. Regardless of the pain in his left arm, he struggled hard and shook the chain to make a clanking sound: "What is your purpose? Kidnapping Immortal Lord Zhengyang privately, do you know what to do?" What a crime!"
The monk laughed again, and he said, "Why don't I know? Master, don't shout anymore. If you come to me, even if Immortal Master Dongkun is resurrected, it is absolutely impossible to rescue you."
Shu Zhong's left arm was in severe pain, his back felt cold, and he couldn't help shivering.
The monk seemed to want to see his frightened expression on purpose, so he walked closer and pressed Shu Zhong's face tightly, as if he wanted to clearly see every inch of the fearful expression on his face.
"You know who I am." The monk said in a happy mood, "but you don't know my name. I want to teach you. My disciple's real name is Ke, and his first name is Greedy."
"..."
Shu Zhong opened his eyes wide in surprise.
The name Ke Liyi is not unfamiliar.Everyone knows that Ke Liyi is a peerless devil who has been well-known and popular in Zhengwuzhou in recent years.
The way he practiced is very special, it is called "Hunger Suppressing Way". As the name suggests, people who practice this way, the hungrier they are, the more they suppress their instincts, the stronger they are.
It is heard that before Ke Liyi practiced this way, he starved himself to death when he was still a mortal body.
Everyone in the world has survival instincts, but this Ke Liyi treats himself mercilessly, which shows that his mind is firm and ruthless.
He is a dazzling magic star born out of the sky, once Fang made a move, the world was turned upside down, bloody and bloody, which changed the color of the monks in Zhengwuzhou.
"There is a bloody feud between you and me. Today I came to ask for your life, Shu Zhong Xianjun."
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