Chapter 67 Compound

Shi Bo originally felt that he had a great conscience. He just woke up and was not very energetic. He let him go, but he didn't expect this young man to stay here.

Shi Bo rolled up his sleeves and yawned, "It seems that you owe a beating, so I will make you sober."

Zhao Haoran was still a little confused. How to enter the door has something to do with some waist cards or something like that. After thinking for a long time, he didn't think of it out that he heard this thing. When he heard Shi Bo's call Zhao Haoran, he woke up.

arched his hand and said, "Brother, don't get me wrong. I'm separated from my fellow brothers, so I'm late and don't know about the waist card. I'm a disciple of Lanhai Sect. You can go in and inform me that someone can prove my identity."

Shi Bo was stunned, which is possible, because this waist card means that each sect has reached an agreement that it is uniformly customized. In order to distinguish identity, it is also more convenient to manage it.

After a careful look, Shi Bo was a little strange. The cultivation of this disciple of Lanhai Sect is also a little lower. He is only eight-star cultivation. Shouldn't he be a liar? Jiang Yinzong's strength is weak, but the lowest cultivation is also a nine-star disciple like him, who can be called the seven sects still have a certain background.

"Is there anything that can prove your identity?" Shi Bo shouted impatiently that the position of this doorman is the lowest among the seven sects, but it is majestic in the eyes of those small sects. If you want to enter, you need Shi Bo's permission. Zhao Haoran's strength is not strong, and he is not afraid at all.

Zhao Haoran took out his blue gown and felt a little funny. Unexpectedly, he took out his clothes twice to prove his identity.

Seeing the clothes, Shi Bo believed most of it. After all, this thing can't be fake. There are disciples of the seven sects living in it. No one dares to pretend to be a disciple of the Lanhai Sect, and anyone can kill him. Even the Japanese soul can't have this courage.

"Brother, can you prove my identity this time?"

Shi Bo's stomach has other thoughts. He has always been happy to bully the disciples of the small sect. Now he has no interest. The cultivation of the disciples of the Lanhai Sect sent to the door is so low. If he can take the opportunity to clean him up, he can also vent his dissatisfaction. Thinking of this, Shi Bo is extremely excited.

Even if it is found, it will only be said that he did not recognize him. I'm afraid that the elders of Lanhai Sect can't help but scold him at most.

Shi Bo suddenly shouted, "It's really boring to pretend to be a disciple of Lanhai Sect. Today, I have to make you remember."

"It's really wrong. How can you have the courage to pretend to be a disciple of Lanhai Sect?"

"Yes, Shi Bo's cultivation is so high that this boy is going to be unlucky."

"Last time it was a pig's head, and I don't know what it will look like this time."

Hearing the comments of the people around him, Zhao Haoran frowned. Shi Bo clearly saw that he was a disciple of the Blue Sea Sect, but obviously there was no intention to let him in. After thinking about the jade charm on his body, he understood. It seemed that sometimes it was not a good thing to hide his strength.

If the strength of the moon soul man was revealed when he first came, I'm afraid this Shi Bo had no other thoughts, but after listening to the complaints of the soul people around him, Zhao Haoran also wanted to take the opportunity to deal with him.

"Sea of Fire"

Shi Bo pinched the magic formula for a long time, and the speed of casting the spell was like a turtle climbing half. Zhao Haoran shook his head. How can this kind of goods participate in a hundred-year-old battle? It's really shameful and conspicuous.

This is also that Zhao Haoran has seen too many strong men, and he is almost forgotten about the fighting methods of ordinary low-level souls. Such a casting speed is also normal, but in Zhao Haoran's eyes, it is impossible to see. It's okay not to use such soul skills.

Shi Bo's body hit the door and his face was swollen.

"You... You..." Shi Bo was so angry that he didn't say anything for a long time.

I didn't expect to be hit by the other party's savage punch before he performed the soul art. Shi Bo, who focused on casting the spell, didn't notice it at all. The next moment, his speech became a little ambiguous.

"Hahaha"

"This Shibo is really a fool."

"Yes, why did that young man move so fast?"

"Maybe it's an individual cultivation. Anyway, it's a good job to deal with Shi Bo, brother, try your best to get over him."

Looking at Shi Bo's embarrassment, the disciples of the rest of the small sect felt very happy and began to shout and cheer beside him.

People are such strange animals. Under the oppression of Shi Bo, who can dare not say a word of dissatisfaction, but after someone took the lead, all the hatred broke out and all kinds of unbearable words were scolded.

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose, and it seemed that this guy was really unpopular.

Shi Bo stared around viciously, but at this time, no one was afraid of him and had no choice but to give up.

The culprit stood in front of him, and Shi Bo suddenly became energetic. He stood up and comforted himself in his heart. Just now, it was just an accident.

"Brother, can I go in?"

"No," Shi Bo blocked in front of the door. "The despicable who secretly attacked, I'm more sure that you are a disciple of the Blue Sea Sect. Hurry up, or you will die ugly after the disciples of the Blue Sea Sect come out."

"Sea of Fire"

This time, Shi Bo learned to be smart. He took the opportunity to cast spells between words, and finally released the sea of fire. The range of one foot could surround Zhao Haoran.

Zhao Haoran easily stepped out of the sea of fire and walked to Shi Bo's. "Your cultivation is still a little poor. You'd better go back to the sect to practice."

Shi Bo couldn't figure out what had happened. Has the world changed? He is a nine-star soul man, and he can soon break through to the cultivation of the moon soul man, and he can't even beat an eight-star soul man.

Fire seems to have no threat at all. Why? Why on earth is this?

Shi Bo was stunned and didn't notice when Zhao Haoran had opened the door and walked into the compound.

The pattern of the whole house is designed according to the traditions of the kingdom. Each room is exactly the same regardless of primary and secondary. Brahism emphasizes the equality of all sentient beings, regardless of hierarchy. Even the emperor of Vatican cannot maintain a high position. Only they worship are the real gods.

The yard is very spacious, with a lot of conifers. In such a cold place, only these pine trees can live a stable life, probably because they are practicing in the room. Several people in the yard just looked at Zhao Haoran curiously and There is no intention of communicating more.

"This brother, I don't know where the disciples of Lanhai Sect live?" Zhao Haoran casually pulled a disciple in a cyan cloth shirt and asked.

This cyan cloth shirt is the logo clothing of the Wudang School, just like the blue gown of the Lanhai Sect. It is easy to identify. The Wudang School has always been in a medium position among the seven sects, but its reputation is excellent, because Wudang disciples will be forced to be sent to the mortal world for training after reaching the realm of one month of soul. .

And you must do chivalrous and righteous things. The Wudang School has its own merit value algorithm. Only after the merit value reaches a certain level can it continue to practice. It has a good reputation in the secular world. Generally, ordinary people are proud to be able to see the disciples of the Wudang School. With a green shirt and a long sword, they are Wudang disciples. Standard configuration.

The Wudang disciple who was asked was very well-cultivated. He arched his hand and pointed to the southeast corner. "You're welcome, most of the people of Lanhaizong live in that direction. You can go and look for it, but I heard that Lanhaizong doesn't seem to have any guests these two days."

said thank you and rushed over happily. The separation was not long, but Zhao Haoran felt as if it had been decades.

Haiya rubbed her eyes and seemed to have just woken up. "Sister Hai, I'm back."

Haiya was stunned, and the corners of her eyes began to burst into tears. Zhao Haoran rushed up quickly, "Don't cry, Sister Hai, I... I... Who bullied you?"

Unexpectedly, Haiya cried even more.