The strongest ancestor of the heavens

Chapter 89 The Wonder of Fate

Yuan Hao's face twitched when he saw that Li He was not cooperating at all and kept pretending to be dead.

Walking forward, looking at Li He who had been pretending to be dead, Yuan Hao saw a fireball appear on his hand.

Looking at Li He, he said calmly: "Let's talk. Now that things have happened, it's useless for you to pretend to be dead. It's better to tell the truth honestly to avoid any physical pain."

Feeling waves of heat hitting his face, Li He immediately opened his eyes and found a ball of fire in front of him.

It was close at hand, exuding a frighteningly high temperature, and Li He couldn't help panicking immediately.

"Senior, please spare my life, I said, my name is Li He, I really don't mean any harm.

As for being outside the mountain gate of the senior all the time, I just found out that there is a formation shrouded here, and I was just curious, so I ask the senior to forgive me. "

Yuan Hao completely lost his patience. It seems that this person is really not willing to give up on the Yellow River, and he still refuses to reveal the truth.

That being the case, if you become an idiot, don't blame the poor man for being cruel.

Stretching out a hand, he lightly pressed on Li He's head, Li He said in horror: "Senior, I have told you everything, what are you going to do?"

Yuan Hao had no expression on his face, and said indifferently: "It's already like this, if you don't know how to live or die, the poor will fulfill you.

Since you don't want to open your mouth, then the poor don't force you, if you do it yourself, you will know everything. "

Li He looked at Yuan Hao who was full of indifference, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he lost his voice: "No, you can't search the soul, once I search the soul, I will become an idiot.

What do you want to know, I will tell you everything now, as long as you let me go. "

"It's too late, Pindao doesn't believe your words at all now, let Pindao do it himself."

Yuan Hao is not a saint, nor is he a vegetarian. He has limited patience, and he doesn't know how to fight wits with an ant.

That was a waste of time, so he directly used the soul search technique to check Li He's memory bit by bit.

Soul search technique, as the name suggests, is a magical technique that can forcibly view other people's memories without their consent.

But this Taoism is indeed against the harmony of heaven, because the person who bears it will be extremely painful when his soul is searched.

It's like Ling Chi, it's like being cut off piece by piece with a knife, it's painful.

It is not something that people can bear, even if someone can bear this pain, they will become idiots, and they will never be spared.

Yuan Hao checked the memories in Li He's mind from childhood to adulthood with a blank face.

He didn't care at all for Li He who kept screaming on the ground and twitched like an electric shock from time to time.

Li He, a disciple of Lingyun Sect's outer sect, who cultivated Qi at the fourth level, went down the mountain this time because he accepted the sect's mission.

He would spare no effort to find out the whereabouts of the thousand-year-old ginseng. Once he had the slightest clue, he could immediately be promoted to an inner disciple.

The reason why he appeared outside the Taiyuanzong mountain gate and lingered all the time was not because he found anything.

But as he said before, he was very curious about the sudden appearance of a formation here, which was quite powerful.

I thought it was some kind of secret realm, or a treasure land, so I stayed here and checked carefully.

But I didn't expect that this was where someone else's sect was, so when Yuan Hao opened the formation, he noticed something was wrong, but it was too late.

Seeing this, Yuan Hao couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, feeling lucky in his heart, fortunately.

Now Ling Yunzong didn't find out that he had intercepted the thousand-year-old ginseng, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

But then I was a little depressed. Is there really such a coincidence in the world?
He was just passing by, and unexpectedly met himself, the real murderer. Should this person's luck be good or bad?
Anyway, this Li He was destined to be an idiot, and Yuan Hao knew that since he withheld that thousand-year-old ginseng.

He was already at odds with Ling Yunzong. The so-called knowing the enemy and confidant can win a hundred battles, so Yuan Hao checked the information of Ling Yunzong again.

But what made Yuanhao depressed was that this Li He was just an outside disciple, and he was completely hearsay about people and things above the inner sect.

It was no different from what he knew, so Yuanhao gave up.

Looking at Li He who was like a dead dog on the ground, he looked at the eight disciples and saw only Lin Haotian and Liu Chenhui.

The remaining six people were all pale, without any blood, as if they were seriously ill, and their lips were trembling.

Yuan Hao looked at the six people, and taught indifferently: "Do you think that being a teacher is cruel? Inhumane?"

The eight people quickly said: "I don't dare."

Yuan Hao snorted coldly and said: "This person is a spy sent by the enemy, if the teacher doesn't kill him, then we will be the ones who will die.

Do you still think being a teacher is cruel?This is the case in the world of practice, a matter of disagreement, life and death.

It often happens that kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself, you must remember. "

The eight people's expressions were serious, and they respectfully saluted and said: "Thank you for your teaching, Master, I will never forget it."

Seeing this, Yuan Hao smiled with satisfaction, saying that Ling Yunzong was a bandit, and Yuan Hao felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

If you think about it, why did you get the thousand-year-old ginseng? You didn't just sacrifice your life for it.

Seeing that the eight disciples had regained some of their composure, they looked bravely at Li He, who was lying on the ground groaning.

Yuan Hao didn't try to force them. He just waved his hand, and a ball of fire fell on Li He's body. In an instant, Li He turned into a ball of ashes.

The Eighth Disciple suddenly saw this scene, and his face, which had just improved a little, instantly turned pale as snow again.

It seemed as if the blood in his body had been drained instantly, and his lips were trembling non-stop.

Seeing this, Yuan Hao shook his head and sighed: "Oh, I'm still a flower in the greenhouse, without any experience.

I don't even know what Dao Xin is. From this point of view, Pindao should arrange for you to practice and practice as soon as possible. "

The eight of them were stunned. Lin Haotian stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Master, Haotian has let you down.

There will never be a next time, Haotian will definitely work hard to adapt to the rules of the practice world, and will never let you down. "

Yuan Hao smiled indifferently, and said: "The so-called master leads the door, the cultivation lies in the individual, no matter how much you say for the master.

It's not as good as if you experience it once and have a deep memory. You should always remember in your practice that what you get is your own. "

Looking at the respectful eight apprentices, Yuan Hao smiled with satisfaction. This time teaching disciples will definitely leave a deep memory for them.

Perhaps he will never forget it in his lifetime, and this is Yuan Hao's purpose.

Otherwise, the soul-searching skills were already being used outside the mountain gate, so why bother to bring Li He to the main hall.

Since Lingyun Sect has indeed not realized that it was him who did it, he still has time to grow.

But fate is really a strange existence, today's incident also reminded Yuan Hao, if it is not complete, there will be a next time.

It seems that the best thing to do is to end the chaos in Yunmeng World as soon as possible and form a golden elixir as soon as possible.

Yuan Hao looked in the direction of Ling Yunzong, thinking faintly.

(End of this chapter)