You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

Seeing the itinerant businessman leave, all the cultivators wanted to rush into the courtyard to find out, but they were blocked by the barrier, so they couldn't help but cursed angrily.

The three Yunxianzong disciples, after learning Long Aotian's identity, were dejected and found an excuse to leave first. They had malice in their hearts and deliberately did not tell other people about Long Aotian's identity. To vent his anger and kill Zhao Ritian, it doesn't matter what they do. If Long Aotian wants to take revenge, he will naturally find these people. To a certain extent, it can be regarded as "fairness"-everyone is rejected by the Cornucopia Chamber of Commerce .

"Damn it, who was that person just now!"

The rest of the cultivators shouted that they had been fooled, and they all blamed the traveling businessman's tricks, which caused them to be lured out, and now they can't get in again.

The elder of Yunxianzong looked at the direction where Long Aotian was leaving, and fell into deep thought. He was well-informed, and he had also been in contact with the high-level officials of the Cornucopia Chamber of Commerce. He had heard about some things about Boss Long. Coincidentally, those In the description, Long Xinwang's attire basically matched that of this traveling businessman.

As a result, he had scruples, so when other cultivators jumped in anger, the elder remained silent.

"Elder, the traveling merchant sealed off the courtyard, we can't get in, you see—"

One person proposed to force his way in, and the only one who could break through the barrier here was the elder of the Yunxian Sect whose cultivation was close to the tribulation stage.

Everyone looked at the elder of Yunxianzong expectantly, but the elder smiled lightly and said, "Don't be impatient, everyone. Listen to the old Taoist. Since the target of our trip is Zhao Ritian, then we can just bring him back and question him, and there is no need to involve others. , not to mention that Daoist Dongyue has already died, and his cultivation method may not be so superb, so there is no need to go in and snatch things from the dead, what do you think?"

Everyone was stunned, the elder actually advised them to calm down, this, this is not right, you know, it is the elder of Yunxianzong who brought the people from the Righteous Dao League to hunt down the leader of Zhao Ritian, why is it so close at this time? , the old man suddenly gave in, which caught people off guard.

"Come on, arrest Zhao Ritian." The elder ordered.

Everyone gathered around to catch Zhao Ritian, but Liansheng said loudly: "You are not allowed to come here. Didn't you see that he is seriously injured? I can't stand the trouble."

The elder frowned, he was quite uncomfortable when he encountered a wall with Long Aotian, who would have thought that this obedient junior dared to openly disobey his orders.

"Liansheng, what do you mean? Are you going to protect that demon cultivator?"

"He is not a demon cultivator." Lian Sheng said seriously, "There is no trace of demonic breath on him, I have also reported to you, his master has already removed it for him..."

"Liansheng, you talk too much." said the elder.

Several disciples of the Qingyun Sect immediately turned embarrassed. They knew that the head of the sect was young and their cultivation level was still low, but they were also upset when they were overwhelmed by an elder of the Yunxian Sect.

Seeing that everyone's attention was shifted to the sect strife, the elder added another sentence: "The rules are the rules, there is no need to say more, we have received the order of the Zhengdao League, we must take him back, Liansheng, you will not disobey the righteous way League order?"

The hat was too big, Liansheng couldn't help it, so he could only lower his head to check Zhao Ritian's situation: "Can you get up?"

Zhao Ritian closed his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and a layer of crimson aura appeared on his delicate face. His spiritual power had recovered a little, but his body was too injured, and it was still difficult to walk.

"Help me up." When Zhao Ritian opened his eyes, they regained the sparkling light they had before.

Lian Sheng helped Zhao Ritian to his feet, so he couldn't help but make other sects laugh, saying that the head of Qing Yun was still too young, no, he was already confused by Moxiu.

Zhao Ritian staggered to a stop, turned his head again, and glanced at the direction of the courtyard. He heard what happened just now.

Anyway, in the end Long Aotian still protected the master.

And what he can do now is to get these people away from the master, and don't let them disturb his peaceful sleep again.

"Let's go." Zhao Ritian said in a hoarse voice, "It doesn't matter what kind of place Zhengdaomeng is, go and have a look."

Liansheng frowned on one side, if you admit that you are cowardly, just admit cowardly, and you are still so arrogant... So more than half of the injuries on Zhao Ritian's body were caused by himself.

As he spoke, Zhao Ritian limped and walked towards the elder of Yunxianzong.

The elder of Yunxianzong smiled benevolently, and when Zhao Ritian approached, he suddenly slapped him on the abdomen.

Three inches below the navel, where the sea of ​​qi is.

Zhao Ritian didn't expect the elder to make a sudden attack. He was too late to twist his body to avoid it, and was shot flying out. There was a sharp pain in his abdomen, and he curled up immediately, sweating layer by layer.

"Elder, you!" Lian Sheng turned pale with shock, and looked at the elder, but the elder smiled lightly, as if he wasn't responsible for the black hand just now.

Zhao Ritian closed his eyes, and the smell of blood came up again, but he didn't care about his trauma at all.

His sea of ​​qi is broken, and his spiritual power is dissipating. The mid-term cultivation of the golden core that he spent 16 years cultivating has all been wiped out, and it is impossible to practice again in the future.

There is no second person in the world who is willing to risk his life to reshape the sea of ​​​​qi and meridians for him.

After realizing this, Zhao Ritian suddenly laughed muffled.

As soon as Liansheng rushed to the front, he heard Zhao Ritian laughing. He suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. Zhao Ritian was in such a miserable state. Putting it on any cultivator, he might be depressed.But Zhao Ritian was laughing.

Is he crazy?Liansheng guessed in his heart.

"What are you laughing at?" The elder Yun Xianzong heard Zhao Ritian laughing, but he couldn't help himself.

Zhao Ritian vomited blood and said with a smile, "I was wrong."

Everyone thought they heard it wrong, Zhao Ritian is so crazy, there are times when he admits defeat?

"Oh? Where did you go wrong?" asked the elder of Yunxianzong.

"I was wrong... thinking that if you hold your hands tighter, the things in your hands will always belong to me..." Zhao Ritian laughed out of breath, and spoke intermittently, "Actually... haha... I have... nothing in my hand ..."

The thunderclouds in the distance gathered heavily towards the peach blossom forest, the bright sky was suppressed by the darkness, and the long dark night continued.

"I'm afraid...afraid that he will leave...Actually...he doesn't belong to me...haha...I have...nothing..." Zhao Ritian turned his face to the ground, grinning sullenly, with blood seeping into the ground continuously. People can see his expression, "Since... there is nothing... then I... why should I be afraid, why should I panic..."

At the very beginning, he was just an orphan, without parents, family, or money, and he still lived happily.Later, the master took him away to practice, and he had cultivation base, people to rely on, and a home, but these were not what he fought for, it was just a fate that passed him by, he thought If I hold it by myself, it is actually just willfulness, and life is cruel, so I will not pity him because of his willfulness.

Zhao Ritian, who has been cornered and lost everything, suddenly finds that he is the same as he was in the orphanage back then. If so, why can't he laugh, be happy, and enjoy having nothing?

It is precisely because he has nothing that he is not afraid of losing. He has nothing to lose, and he has also realized that his ability is too weak and his heart is not firm. If he wants to grasp something in the future, he must hone these two powers. Knowing the way and gaining insight into oneself, there is nothing to be afraid of in the future.

The worst thing is to die. After death, there is still a soul, and there is still a way to cultivate as a ghost. As long as he thinks, he insists, one day, sooner or later, he will be able to go up to the nine-fold palace and reunite with his master.

When he figured it out, his eyes suddenly became clear, Zhao Ritian was happy from the bottom of his heart, and he smiled very freely.

"What's wrong with this man? Is he really crazy?" All the cultivators were still discussing around Zhao Ritian, "Why didn't I understand what he just said?"

"Don't waste time, take him away quickly." Someone reminded again.

The elder of Yunxian Sect raised his head, looked at the thunderclouds in the sky, and suddenly his expression changed drastically, and he said: "Everyone, hurry up, there is a thunder disaster coming!!"

"Thunder Tribulation??"

"Who wants to cross the catastrophe?"

"Old Zhang, did you secretly take the Leapfrog Pill behind my back?"

At this moment, all the cultivators lost all the arrogance they had before, and took out flying swords and magic weapons one by one in a panic, and fled in all directions.

But they were still one step too late, and they saw a dazzling flash of lightning suddenly strike down from the thundercloud rolling in Zidian.

One shortcoming, another one, one after another, almost turned the entire Peach Blossom Village over.

Thunder Tribulation is useless to ordinary people, only those who are aware of the abundance of spiritual power will attack.

However, the shock generated by the thunder disaster still scared the sleeping literati in Taohua Village into shivering under the quilt, hoping that the wrath of God would not fall on them.

Later, this incident of thundering the peach blossom forest caused another anecdote. It is said that the emperor heard that the peach blossom forest was attacked by six thunderbolts. He will be punished by God, and with a wave of the imperial pen, scholars who rent a house in the peach blossom forest for review are prohibited from entering the palace examination.Fortunately, a civil official of the current dynasty responded wittily and told the emperor that the thunder is moving and all things are born, and the six thunders correspond to the hexagram XX, which is a sign of good luck. In this imperial examination, there must be a sage who can assist the emperor.It made sense for the emperor to think about it, so he lifted the ban. Unexpectedly, there was a scholar in the peach blossom forest who entered the palace examination. "The miracle.

At this moment, the future Lei Zhuangyuan is struggling to read the book while the ground is shaking, not knowing that there will be such a thing behind him.

As for the six thunderbolts, it wasn't the thunder champion who struck, but a cultivator who had crossed the catastrophe from the Jindan stage to the Nascent Soul stage.

Zhao Ritian.

He was originally a talented person, but now that he had an epiphany and let go of his obsessions, his realm has risen to a higher level, and he has leapt directly from the Jindan middle stage to the Nascent Soul stage.

In the raging thunderstorm, everyone was fleeing with their heads in their arms. Only Zhao Ritian stood up slowly from the glaring light. Thunderbolts pierced through his body, not only did not knock him down, but was transformed into his own body by him. Power, reshaping the sea of ​​​​qi and meridians, the flow of spiritual power, wherever it goes, internal injuries heal.

The thunder calamity ended, the world returned to peace, and a heavy rain spread. Zhao Ritian was in rags and was torn clean by the lightning. At this moment, he was standing naked in the scorched earth, looking up at the sky, as if he had been forged through thousands of years of tempering. Made of a piece of fine iron, the whole body exudes a cold and calm aura.