Chapter 611

After feeling his cultivation and thinking about the future, Wang Baole's heart was also happy. Although he was still a little hesitant and puzzled about his elder martial brother's last sentence, Wang Baole's character was just that he couldn't understand it, so he didn't drill into the horns, and the key was to live in front of him.

So he licked his lips, looked up at the hall of the seventh palace, and pondered whether to continue. There was a transmission wave echoing in the third palace behind him. After the figure of Confucius came out, he sprayed a mouthful of blood, sat down cross legged and began to meditate.

Obviously, he failed in the trial of the inner gate disciple of the third palace. Finally, he could only obtain the identity of the outer gate disciple, which was one level worse than Zhao Yameng. After witnessing all this, Wang Baole turned around and looked at the seventh palace hall again.

Eager to try, Wang Baole sighed at the bottom of his heart. He knew very well that the sixth house was his limit. If there was no senior brother, even if he changed other test tasks, he would be doomed to death, and the possibility of completing the task was very small.

The sixth house is like this, not to mention the seventh house. But if he gives up like this, Wang Baole is unwilling, so after a long silence, he suddenly steps towards the hall.

After more than 50 breaths, Wang Baole's figure came out of the hall, with helplessness on his face and shook his head.

"I can't complete the task of the seventh house at present. Even if I can fight with Yuanying at the beginning of the war, this task... Actually let me assassinate a planetary realm power..."

Wangbaole thinks this task is too abnormal. He doesn't think anyone can complete it. Unless he uses some means he doesn't know, he can't do it at all in the conventional sense.

"Even if the Tao is fine, the disciples who follow the Dharma are fine!" After Wang Baole muttered a word, he ended his trial of the palace worship Pavilion. In an instant, he didn't know how the palace worship Pavilion judged Wang Baole's thoughts. When he gave up in the bottom of his heart and chose to leave, his figure suddenly disappeared.

When it appeared, it was at the starting point of the brilliant road. More than ten feet on both sides of this starting point, at the end of the range of the Baigong Pavilion, there was a tumbling sea of fire, but no matter how the sea of fire rolled, it could not affect this place.

The figures of Kong Dao and Zhao Yameng also appeared one after another. Although the three people did not know their respective tasks, they could also guess that the difficulty of the tasks was not small.

At the same time, no matter Zhao Yameng or Confucius, there is joy in the depths of the eyes. Obviously, in this task, there are also some gains, and the discovery can be brought out.

"You don't know what I found in the second house of trials!" Finally, Kong Dao still couldn't help it. When he opened his mouth with pride, he lifted his right hand and waved it. With the light shining, a spirit grass with rich aura appeared directly in his hand.

"How about getting to know each other? Eating one yunniang fruit in the records of the vast Taoist palace can open any of the seven orifices and make yourself more smooth in future cultivation!" The more Confucius said, the more excited he was. He felt that even if Zhao Yameng and Wang Baole broke into the palace in front of him, they might not be better than him in terms of harvest. After all, in order to obtain this yunniang fruit, he paid an unimaginable price in that trial.

Wang Baole blinked, swept the proud hole, coughed, and directly took out a fist sized flint from the storage bracelet.

As for the pyrophyllite, the channel doesn't know it, but as soon as the ore comes out, there is an amazing explosion of heat, which makes the surrounding temperature rise too much at once. Even if the channel doesn't know what it is, it can feel the excellence of this thing!

"Flint?" Zhao Yameng suddenly opened his mouth, with some hesitation and inconceivability in his tone.

Wangbaole smiled, took the stone in his hand, nodded modestly, and looked at Zhao Yameng with appreciation in his eyes. After all, at this time, if everyone doesn't know this extreme flint, wangbaole can't help but introduce it, but in this way, there will be a suspicion of boasting.

"What is pyrolite?" Confucius hurriedly asked.

"The legendary refining material that can be formed only after a star field withers and falls is worth... Such a piece can top your ten fruits." Zhao Yameng took a deep breath, suppressed the inner vibration and explained.

Hearing Zhao Yameng's explanation, Kong Dao also took a breath, but his heart was still a little unconvinced, so when he was about to take out his other gains, Wang Baole coughed and took out a piece of extreme flint

It was not over. He took it out piece by piece. At the beginning, the hole was just breathing, but soon when Wang Baole took out dozens of pieces, he even stopped breathing until... When Wang Baole simply opened the storage bracelet, and fell down, the extremely flint formed a hill, the hole was completely confused.

Even Zhao Yameng was shocked to the extreme, but Zhang couldn't speak.

"There's not enough space here, so I won't take it all out. In a word... There are still sevenoreight such pyrophyllite hills in my storage bracelets." Wangbaole patted his slightly bulging stomach, pretended to be calm, and then waved his hand to collect the extremely flint hill again.

After a while, Kong Dao looked down at the fruit in his hand, silently put it back into the storage bag, looked up at the sky, and sighed after a long silence.

"Baole, if you go on like this, you will have no friends..."

Wangbaole laughed, patted Kong Dao on the shoulder, directly took out dozens of extremely hot stones and handed them to Kong Dao. Kong Dao wanted to be reserved, but in that short breath, he still chose to compromise, quickly took away the extremely hot stones, and looked at Wang Baole's eyes, which were also fiery.

At Zhao Yameng's place, Wang Baole also gave them hundreds of yuan. Finally, he told them that they could come whenever they needed it in the future. Wang Baole was so generous that Kong Dao soon took out two yunniang fruits and gave them to Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng.

Zhao Yameng was the same. Taking some of her harvest out, the three people were very excited after giving it to each other. Even if Zhao Yameng had always been elegant, his heart could not help but accelerate. When he was about to speak, suddenly, the brilliant road of the palace of worship and the hall of the seven palaces began to vibrate.

With the vibration, the earth roared. From the second palace, the third palace and the sixth palace, there was a strong light condensation, burst out, and went straight to the sky. After converging in the sky, there were three jade slips!

These three jade slips are cyan, red and purple!

Cyan represents the outer door, red represents the inner door, and purple represents... Jifa!

With the three jade slips shining, they rushed to the three people in an instant. After being held by Wang Baole and them respectively, a strange feeling immediately appeared in the hearts of the three people at the moment of touching the jade slips.

In the sense of Confucius, the world on the bronze ancient sword seems to have changed. If you compare it, it is as if there were countless filaments in the previous world. These filaments are dense. Although they will not make people unable to walk, they will not feel obvious, but they are still bound by a certain degree after all.

Now, with the arrival of the cyan jade slips, it was like the gap between the filaments, which suddenly became much larger, making him feel relaxed.

This made Kong Dao's eyes brighten and he realized the importance of obtaining identity. As for Zhao Yameng, she felt more strongly, as if the gap between the filaments had become larger, which made her stand here. With a little thought, she could completely avoid those filaments and not touch them.

Based on her understanding of the array, she knows that this feeling represents... In the world of bronze sword, a considerable part of the prohibition has been invalid for her!

"It turns out that the benefits of being a true Taoist palace disciple and being listed in the Taoist disc... Here!" When Zhao Yameng's eyes showed joy, she looked at Wang Baole with Confucius.

Wang Baole looked a little different. After a while, he looked up at Zhao Yameng and Confucius, and wanted to speak but stopped.

"Baole, what you got is the identity of the successor disciple of the sixth palace. How do you feel about here now?" Kong Dao was really curious and asked.

"Well... I think the world is cheering for me..." Wang Baole thought, and opened his mouth with a different look. He didn't lie this time. It was really the moment he touched the jade slips that he felt the strong goodwill from the world. This goodwill was embodied in Wang Baole's intuition that he seemed to be here, there weren't too many places he couldn't go.

Thinking of this, Wang Baole suddenly took a step towards a place not in the Baigong pavilion area, but in a sea of fire. He took a step, but he left the Baigong pavilion area. When he was near the sea of fire, his step fell, and he was about to fall into the sea of fire. At the moment, a stone came out of thin air and actively condensed under his feet

"That's it." Wang Baole raised his eyebrows, stood on the stone, shrugged his shoulders, and turned to look at the gaping hole and Zhao Yameng with wide eyes.