Chapter 343： If I don’t take this revenge, I swear I won’t be a human being (please subscribe)

Chapter 343 If I don’t take revenge, I will never be a human being (please subscribe)

“Fellow Taoist, is there any misunderstanding between Jiao and you?”

Jiao Zihua decisively admitted his defeat and intended to make peace.

Even though he is a direct descendant of the Tianyi Sect, he has no confidence that he can cross the border to kill the enemy.

Fu Dalu’s late-stage Jindan cultivation is real and can be seen at a glance.

In addition, Buddhist cultivation methods are recognized by the world as difficult to practice. However, once cultivation is successful, among monks of the same level, their strength is often among the best.

Jiao Zihua was not blind. He could see that Fu Dalu had a lot of attainments in Buddhism. As long as there was no enmity, he was naturally unwilling to fight to the death with Fu Dalu, a strange Buddhist cultivator.

"The young monk is a member of the Buddhist sect. Since he passed by Lingyan Island on this trip and encountered this injustice...of course he must help this old Taoist friend."

Fu Dalulu chanted the name of the Buddha in a low voice, and the body of the Buddha shone with golden light, just like a Buddhist eminent monk.

From his body, there is no trace of the behavior of the Six Desire Sect robbers, and he does not look like an evil robber at all.

“Who is this person?”

Zhao Jiangwu was stunned when he was helped.

Different from other Zhao family Jindans, when he fought with Jiao Zihua, he always paid attention to Wei Tu, in case Wei Tu suddenly took action and the situation became uncontrollable.

Therefore, Zhao Jiangwu just saw clearly that Fu Dalu had a few words with Wei Tu before he came up to help him administer "justice."

In other words, Fu Dalu’s appearance is inseparably related to Wei Tu.

“Fellow Taoist Wei, who is this Buddhist master?”

Zhao Jiangwu asked Wei Tu about this matter.

The Qiyue Zhao family is not the Shengya Zhao family, and they have no capital to offend Jiao Zihua. Once things get serious, the Qiyue Zhao family has the greatest chance of becoming the losers.

“My surname is Fu and my given name is Da Lu. He is the eldest son of the Fu family in Xiantao City, Liaozhou. He is most anxious for public good and righteous.”

Wei Tu groaned and briefly introduced Fu Dalu's background and character.

As if he saw Zhao Jiangwu's concerns, Wei Tu added: "Master Fu is a Buddhist monk. He is most afraid of killing and will not humiliate Jiao Zihua too much..."

only-

Wei Tu hasn’t finished speaking yet.

On the battlefield, Fu Dalu’s next words made Wei Tu’s words unbelievable.

“Jiao, please hand over your storage bag. The young monk may also say that you have good virtues and will spare your life.”

Fu Dalu's words are quite domineering.

All the cultivators were shocked when they heard this, and immediately looked at Fu Dalu with special attention. It turned out that this Buddhist cultivator did not come to uphold justice, but came to act as a calamity cultivator because he saw an opportunity.

Wei Tu was not too surprised by this.

A few months ago, when he was in Xiantao City, Fu Dalu was so domineering when he faced him. If he hadn't had the strength to compete with the peak of Jindan, and showed his methods in time, he could overwhelm Fu Dalu...

This son, maybe he, a third-level alchemist, has been kidnapped long ago and imprisoned in Xiaohei's workshop.

Now, facing Jiao Zihua, a monk who seems to have no background, Fu Dalu, as the only late-stage Jindan present, showed nothing strange at all.

And Fu Dalu's behavior was exactly what Wei Tu needed, or...he did it intentionally.

—If you want to avoid being too prominent and making others jealous, you need to find another person who is more prominent to cover up your own light.

Fu Dalu is the scapegoat that Wei Tu likes to attract hatred for himself.

Of course, all this was not deliberately planned by Wei Tu, it was just smooth sailing.

…

The voice fell.

Jiao Zihua's face was slightly stiff. He forced a smile, bowed his hands to Fu Dalu and said, "This fellow Taoist, Mr. Jiao's surname is Jiao! Please keep your hands."

When speaking of the word "Jiao", Jiao Zihua deliberately emphasized the accent, fearing that Fu Dalu would not hear it.

Jiao is the Jiao family of Tianyi Sect.

This is the Yuanying family of the Xiao Kingdom that is comparable to the Shengya Zhao family.

Jiao Zihua didn't believe it. No matter how domineering Fu Dalu was, how dare he not betray the Jiao family's face according to God's will?

“Isn’t this place also named Zhao?”

Fu Dalu sneered and didn't take it seriously.

He can still distinguish between other sects and his own sect.

What level?

There are opponents of different levels.

Jiao Zihua is such a low-level person and went to Lingyan Island to cause trouble. At first glance, it is obvious that he is not a direct descendant of the "Jiao Family".

Furthermore, Fu Dalu was not without support.

Ji Zhang, the boss of Liuyu Sect, is the direct disciple of Tianyi Sect, and his status is no less than that of Shengyashan Daozi.

With Ji Zhang's support and Fu Dalu in the Xiao Kingdom, the only great immortal sect that he was not afraid of was the Tianyi Sect.

Hearing this, Jiao Zihua's face felt burning pain. However, due to his own scandal, Jiao Zihua could not explain in detail why he came here as a direct descendant of the Jiao family.

“Bold bald donkey, watch your moves!”

The next moment, Jiao Zihua roared angrily, and his whole body glowed brightly, as if he was going to fight with all his strength.

However, after the magic sword was sacrificed, he suddenly turned into a escaping light and fled to the southwest.

On the Zhao family's Lingyan Island, he has no home field advantage. With the Qiyue Zhao family's fear of him, he can still cause trouble, vent his hatred and ask for some compensation.

But at this time, if there is an extra Fu Dalu who is not stingy, it will be very different.

Fu Dalu's origins are unknown, his strength is amazing, and his true identity is unknown... He struggles with him, but it's just a thankless task.

“Survive by cutting off your tail? A trivial trick!”

Seeing this scene, Fu Dalu smiled disdainfully. He said "Golden Light Escape" and chased after him with a speed far exceeding Jiao Zihua's escape.

After a few breaths, the two of them got close.

When he was approaching, Fu Dalu condensed a big magical hand with Buddha patterns and bright golden light in the air, and fiercely grabbed Jiao Zihua.

“Not good!” Jiao Zihua was shocked. He smelled the breath of death from the hands of the Buddha.

Moreover, this magical power comes with space confinement.

At this moment, he was unable to escape using space means such as small teleportation talismans.

Seeing that the Buddha's light hands were closing tighter and tighter, Jiao Zihua took out the life-saving talisman in time and used the talisman shield to barely resist the heavy pressure brought by the Buddha's light hands.

The crystal blue talisman shield instantly propped up the Buddha's big hand, making it difficult for it to move forward.

However, this momentary difference also allowed Fu Dalu, who was chasing after him, to catch up.

“Master, it’s Mr. Jiao who has a despicable character and broke into Lingyan Island without authorization... I will give this storage bag to Master as an apology gift!”

Seeing this dangerous scene, Jiao Zihua didn't hesitate at all. He gritted his teeth, took off the storage bag from his waist, and threw it to Fu Dalu.

External finances are a small matter, but life is a big matter.

Jiao Zihua saw this very clearly.

“The person named Jiao only has a storage bag?”

Fu Dalu frowned and his words were slightly dissatisfied.

Generally speaking, Jindan Zhenjun has two or more storage bags on his body, which are divided into inner storage bags and outer storage bags.

The spiritual items in the outer storage bag are just some popular ordinary spiritual items and are not very valuable. The inner storage bag is different. The spiritual items contained are basically the monks' precious items.

“Master, Jiao really only has a storage bag and nothing else.”

Jiao Zihua made his final struggle.

He was unwilling to give up the years of accumulation until the last moment. "This storage bag is just an apology to the young monk. Where is the old Taoist friend? Mr. Jiao, do you want to play the trick of killing three people with one peach?"

Fu Dalu asked sharply.

Hearing this, Jiao Zihua sighed, reluctantly took out a small storage bag from his arms and threw it towards Fu Dalu.

The two storage bags were put down, Fu Dalu looked satisfied, but he was not in a hurry to let go of Foguang's big hand, but carefully looked at Jiao Zihua...

"This man was robbed by me, and he must hate me deeply in his heart. He must not be left alive."

Fu Dalu narrowed his eyes, with murderous intent in his heart.

It's just that because of Wei Tu and the Zhao family's golden elixirs on Lingyan Island, Fu Dalu couldn't go too far.

At this moment, he couldn't help but regret that he had committed the old habit of being greedy, which made it difficult for him to step down, even if he killed him, or if he didn't kill him.

“Master Fu, please forgive others when you are able to do so. Fellow Taoist Jiao was also confused for a moment...”

At this time, Zhao Jiangwu and other Zhao family Jindan rushed over and interceded for Jiao Zihua.

In the battle just now, Zhao Jiangwu had already explained Jiao Zihua's identity to all the Zhao family's golden elixirs.

Of course, Zhao Jiangwu also knew how to hide his secrets, but he did not tell these "common people" Jin Dan why Jiao Zihua and the Qiyue Zhao family had a conflict.

After knowing Jiao Zihua's identity, all the Zhao family's golden elixirs were naturally unwilling to let Jiao Zihua, a direct descendant of the Jiao family, die easily on Lingyan Island.

Afterwards—

Fu Dalu can just pat his **** and leave.

But they are bound to bear the wrath of the Jiao family.

By then, even if the Shengya Zhao family could save their lives, it would be almost inevitable to cut off their bodies to make amends.

These are all to be expected.

“Let him go…”

Fu Dalu, who was being held up, didn't know what to do.

Let Jiao Zihua go, and he will have one more enemy.

Even though he is not afraid of Jiao Zihua, this does not mean that other monks of the Fu family in Liaozhou are not afraid.

However...if you don’t let it go.

He is not sure that he can deal with the Zhao family's golden elixirs on Lingyan Island by joining forces.

“Damn it, why am I such a mean-mouthed person? Why do I have to talk so much to extort his storage bag?”

Fu Dalu couldn't help but curse himself secretly.

He attributed all this to his robber temperament, without noticing that it was Wei Tu who made him misjudge the intelligence early in the morning and mistakenly thought that Jiao Zihua's "status was not high".

—If Jiao Zihua’s status was not high and he was just an ordinary elixir from a weak family, it would be impossible for the Zhao family’s elixirs on Lingyan Island to intercede for Jiao Zihua, thereby preventing Fu Dalu from eradicating the future troubles at this moment.

On the other side, Wei Tu Shenyin followed Zhao Jiangwu's previous instructions and did not interfere in the matter.

…

Under the pressure of the Zhao family's golden elixirs.

Soon, Fu Dalu made a choice. He let go of Foguang's big hand and let Jiao Zihua escape.

“Master Fu is indeed a virtuous monk...”

Praise from Zhao Jiangwu and others followed, and they did not care about Fu Dalu's previous robbery.

"Where, where..." Fu Dalu hated it secretly, but on the surface, he still showed a nonchalant, free and generous look.

Not long.

About half an hour later.

Haizhou, Tianyi Sect.

Jiao Zihua, who urged the blood to escape, finally returned to the Jiao family's clan in Tianyi after all the hardships.

Compared with before leaving the sect, his face at this time was pale, without a trace of blood, and his whole body was as thin as wood, as if he had experienced a serious illness.

"My son, what's wrong with you?" At this time, a plump lady walked in outside the door. When she saw Jiao Zihua's appearance, her eyes immediately revealed a look of heartache and hatred that could not be concealed. .

“Did the Zhao family attack you?”

“Mom, please beg your father to seek justice for you! This is just a small clan, it’s against the heavens!”

The lady gritted her teeth.

The Shengya Zhao family is just insulting, but for the sake of peace between the two races, their family is aggrieved.

But how could the Qiyue Zhao family dare to insult Jiao Zihua, a direct descendant of the Jiao family? Young patriarch?

“It’s not the Qiyue Zhao family…”

Jiao Zihua shook his head.

He has clear grudges, and it took a lot of hard work from the Qiyue Zhao family for him to escape safely this time.

As for Fu Dalu's justice for Zhao Jiangwu...

In his opinion, this was obviously just an excuse for Fu Dalu to blackmail him. There is no Zhao Jiangwu, but there are also Liu Jiangwu and Li Jiangwu.

“Is it Wei Tu?”

The lady asked softly.

The Jiao family and the Shengya Zhao family have been married for generations by God's will. There are many Jiao family members on Shendu Island in Shengya Mountain...

Hence, even though the Shengya Zhao family issued a gag order again, the fight on Shendu Island could not be hidden from the in-laws of the Jiao family, who was destined to do so.

“If it’s Wei Tu…”

The lady has concerns.

The Shengya Zhao family has made it clear that they want to defend Tutu to death, but she does not dare to persuade her family to take the risk of offending Zhao Yu'e, the Yuan Ying ancestor of the Zhao family.

Furthermore, with Wei Tu's fighting strength, even if her husband "Jiao Boqing" went to rob and kill her in person, he might not be sure of victory. He might even die.

There is really no need to fight over one's own feelings.

“It’s a bald monk!”

At this time, Jiao Zihua's hatred for Fu Dalu far exceeded his hatred for Wei Tu.

In other words, before this, he did not have the confidence to challenge Wei Tu and vent his hatred.

No matter how conceited Jiao Zihua was, he did not think that with his own strength, he could defeat Situ Yang, the Taoist disciple of Shengya Mountain.

Of course, it would be a different matter if Jiao Zihua knew that the strange male cultivator among the people watching the battle on Lingyan Island was Wei Tushi.

—The Jiao family’s information at this time only found out Wei Tu’s fake appearance when he disguised himself as “Fang Hanliang”, but did not know Wei Tu’s true appearance.

“Bald monk?”

Hearing this, the lady felt relieved.

She quickly asked Jiao Zihua about the appearance of this bald monk and his corresponding cultivation level.

“Mom, I’ll check it out for you!” The noble lady held Fu Dalu’s face map and walked toward the Jiao family’s intelligence pavilion with a look of hatred on her face.

Not even half a day.

Jiao Zihua knew Fu Dalu’s identity.

"Fu Dalu! If I don't avenge this, Jiao will never be a human being!" Jiao Zihua gritted his teeth and swore secretly.

(End of this chapter)