Reincarnated in the world of cultivation, the male protagonist and I became brothers

Li Yide stood on the high platform, looking at Zhao Wuyuan across from him with some melancholy. He had just boasted that he would beat him to pieces.

Li Yide didn't take action for a long time. He was still a little worried about Zhao Wuyin's identity. After all, he was backed by the Tianshui Sect and had Rong Nian as his master. He suddenly understood the mood of the previous disciples' competition. Who could afford to provoke him.

"Brother Wuyuan, the sword has no eyes, please be patient." Li Yide said something ugly before him. Soon he would use too much force and injure Zhao Wuyin. It would be difficult to explain to Rong Nian.

Zhao Wuyin nodded, not intending to be polite to Li Yide, and raised his hand to pour his true energy into the sword. This was a rare opportunity for actual combat.

Li Yide naturally noticed the sword in Zhao Wuyin's hand. The sword changed color from dark to black. He knew that this was not an ordinary treasure and he had to be careful when dealing with it.

Li Yide took out his pair of rattles. The small and exquisite rattles matched his big and round body, which seemed a bit joyful.

Zhao Wuyin made the first move and stabbed Li Yide with a sword. The corners of Li Yide's mouth raised, and the sound of bells surrounded the field. When Zhao Wuyin got in front of Li Yide, he found that what he was attacking was just a phantom.

Li Yide had already come behind him and slapped him on the back. Zhao Wuyin noticed the mysterious aura, turned his head instantly, and clamped his arm. Li Yide's move was broken, and he immediately raised his leg. After a kick, Zhao Wuyin weakened slightly to avoid the blow, but Li Yide broke away and fell into the fog again.

Rong Nian looked at the two people on the stage. They were going back and forth, Zhao Wuyin was showing off his tricks, and Li Yide had a mysterious figure. It was a very exciting duel.

"Li Yide, what kind of trick is this? It can't be traced." Rong Nian asked Wen Mo beside him, it seemed like it was some kind of deception.

"Phantom bells are easy to get lost in the range of music."

"It's a test of the mind." Wen Mo explained.

Rong Nian finally understood that it was like a musical instrument. He didn't know whether Zhao Wuyin could handle it. Rong Nian looked at Zhao Wuyin on the stage worriedly.

At this time, the two of them had passed more than fifty moves, but they still couldn't tell the winner.

Li Yide was a little struggling. The Phantom Bell consumed a lot of energy, but Zhao Wuyuan's reaction was too fast. He couldn't touch Zhao Wuyuan's figure. As soon as he got close, the sword would strike in his direction. It was really difficult to entangled.

"Wuyuan, the illusion is real, but there is only one true body." Seeing that Zhao Wuyin was passively attacked, Mu Lao gave a warning.

"There is only one true body...I know it." Zhao Wuyin pondered Mu Lao's words, his thoughts racing in his mind.

He stopped suddenly, catching Li Yide off guard. Li Yide didn't have time to think deeply. He wanted to seize this opportunity. He gritted his teeth and attacked Zhao Wuyuan.

Zhao Wuyin turned his eyes in his direction and used his sword skills. A trace of bright red blood streaked across the air. Li Yide fell to the ground with a bang, blood spilling from his mouth.

The fog in Zhao Wuyin's eyes cleared. He looked at Li Yide who fell to the ground in front of him and put his sword behind him.

Li Yide spit out a mouthful of blood, "What a cruel attack."

"You kid, you have a chance, I'll admit defeat." After Li Yide said that, he coughed twice, looking like he was seriously injured.

"Zhao Wuyin wins."

People around him were in an uproar when they saw this result. The rumors spread the day before yesterday. Everyone thought that Zhao Wuyin was just lucky and found a good master. However, they did not expect that the person really has strength. Those rumors, in terms of strength, In front of him, he naturally failed.

Zhao Wuyin stretched out his hand. Li Yide looked at the hand, reluctantly stood up, and clasped his hand tightly. He was pulled up by Zhao Wuyin.

"I recognize this brother of yours. When the time comes, we will team up in the Little Spirit World and we will definitely be able to sweep them away." Li Yide climbed down from the high platform on Zhao Wuyuan's shoulders and muttered something rather nagging, Zhao Wuyin I thought it was better to have one more friend than one more enemy, so I agreed with a hum.

"Sir, we are back." Before Li Yide could reach Wen Mo, he was already waving and shouting from a distance.

"Shame on you, don't say you know me." Wen Mo looked at Li Yide with disgust.

"If you lose, just lose. You're in such an embarrassing situation." He was a sharp-tongued man and cursed, but he still threw a bottle of elixir at Li Yide.

Li Yide raised his hand to catch it, his smile widened, "Hey, thank you sir."

"Senior Rong, your apprentice was so cruel. Look at the people who were beaten on me. They are all injured." Li Yide took the medicine, but he did not forget to complain to Rong Nian. Rong Nian looked at him like this, He knew that he had been blackmailed, but at any rate, it was indeed Zhao Wuyin who beat him, so he took out a bottle of the elixir he had made and threw it at him.

Li Yide looked like a successful villain, happily took the elixir, and opened the lid excitedly.

"Third-level chalcedony pill?! Senior Rong is really a great artist." Li Yide carefully put the pill into his arms as if he had obtained some treasure. Although the rumors that Zhao Wuyin was a pretty boy were false, Rong Nian His financial resources must be real, and he can give away these third-level elixirs to others at will.

Rong Nian didn't think so much. He made it himself, and the bottle was not of high quality. Naturally, Rong Nian didn't take it to heart, thinking that Li Yide's words were just a compliment to him.

Wen Mo turned his head and did not look at Li Yide's ignorant look. It was really embarrassing.

"Wuyin, you did a good job." Rong Nian took out another bottle of Chalcedony Pill and handed it to Zhao Wuyin. The quality of this bottle was not comparable to Li Yide's bottle.

Zhao Wuyin took the elixir into his arms and said, "Thank you...Master."

"You're welcome. Just be gentle and don't let me get blackmailed again." Rong Nian looked at Li Yide teasingly. Li Yide got the advantage and pretended not to hear Rong Nian's words.

Zhao Wuyin nodded. He didn't have much actual combat experience. If he struck too hard at the moment, he would definitely not do it again in subsequent competitions.

"We don't know each other until we fight, brother Wuyuan, let's go, brother will treat you to a drink." Li Yide took Zhao Wuyin in his arms and left.

It was rare for Zhao Wuyin to make a friend, so Rong Nian didn't hug him. Before Zhao Wuyin could speak, he was dragged away by Li Yide. He looked at Rong Nian for help, but Rong Nian motioned for him Go quickly, sighing, Zhao Wuyin followed Li Yide and left.

Seeing the two of them walking away, Rong Nian made up his mind to go back to the yard to make alchemy, but found that Wen Mo beside him seemed to have something wrong.

"Wen Mo, what's wrong?" This little kid rarely showed a troubled expression, and he usually acted like a 250-year-old.

Wen Mo spit out a mouthful of blood, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground, supporting his body with his hands to prevent himself from falling.

Rong Nian was startled and quickly helped Wen Mo up and let him lean into his arms.

"Wen Mo? Wen Mo? What's wrong with you?" Rong Nian held him in his arms and stuffed him with several pills, and then he stopped vomiting blood.

The black robe reflected his face, which became increasingly pale.

"Ahem, something happened to Ah Zi." Wen Mo spoke with some difficulty. Hearing that something happened to Ah Zi, Rong Nian seemed to understand a little bit. It seemed that the two of them had made some kind of contract. One would be prosperous and the other would suffer.

Rong Nian picked up Wen Moda and hugged him sideways. Seeing the child's uncomfortable look, he felt a little distressed.

"The situation is critical. We must find Ah Zi first." Wen Mo said, taking out a bead from his arms and stuffing it into Rong Nian's hand.

The bead exuded a faint light, guiding Rong Nian in the direction. Rong Nian didn't linger any longer and immediately carried Wen Mo in the direction of the guide.

On the other side, the practicing ghost elder opened his eyes suddenly and took out a lamp-like object from his storage bag. The light flickered, and the situation looked not optimistic.

The old ghost immediately summoned all the ghost cultivators. When everyone came together, he said sternly, "Something happened to the young master. Go and rescue him quickly."

"Yes."

The group of people disappeared in the courtyard in an instant. Old Ghost frowned and turned around to join them. He hoped that Wen Mo would persevere and Baigui Sect would no longer be able to withstand the death of another successor...