Dressed as a beautiful, strong and miserable master in the text of master and apprentice

Chapter 102

"You two immortals, this is the basement of the Wang family." Ban Han pointed to the location below and whispered.

Bai Tao glanced at the direction Banhan was pointing at. If she hadn't known in advance that there was a dark basement below, who would have thought that there was such a crime hidden under the beautiful and peaceful scenery.

A small bridge made of stone spans the crescent-shaped lake. On the left side of the lake, there are blooming lotus flowers. Not far from the lotus is a light gray rockery with gurgling water flowing on the rockery.

Looking at the scenery in front of her, Baitao snorted coldly, "It's not the season for lotus to bloom."

Yun Yihuan also noticed the abnormal phenomenon here. It is not the season of lotus, but the lotus here is extremely luxuriant. Obviously, someone here has specially arranged a spiritual stone formation to nourish the lotus.

This royal family is really extravagant, and their Xuguzong just use spirit stones to nourish food, fruits and vegetables for food.

"Here they set up Lingshizhen, so the lotus can bloom."

Baitao snorted coldly, "You don't need to tell me, I know."

Instead of arguing with her, Yun Yihuan drove Baitao crazy, as if she didn't even bother to argue with her.

"Let's go down." Baitao asked Banhan with an unkind expression, "Where do we get down?"

"Follow me." Ban Han's solemn expression showed excitement and eagerness in his eyes. After all these years, she was finally able to rescue her own people.

Ban Han was familiar with the road, and soon came to a rockery, "This is the entrance."

Baitao saw that Banhan didn't seem to have any magic skills, and the formation in front of him was not something ordinary people could break through, so she couldn't help asking curiously, "How did you get in when you were alone?"

Ban Han's expression froze and his eyes drooped, "I have a magic weapon that can completely hide my figure, and I went down behind the Wang family."

Baitao heard Banhan said that there was a magic weapon, and she understood it in her heart, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Yun Yihuan glanced at the formation at the entrance, she could easily break through it, but she glanced at Baitao who was studying hard, and thought about letting Baitao come, so as not to steal her limelight and cause trouble again.

Fortunately, Baitao quickly broke through the formation, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she couldn't hide her complacency in every gesture.

"Two immortals, here." Ban Han walked quickly in front, Yun Yihuan and the other four followed closely behind.

This secret path is very long, twists and turns and continues downward for a long time. Banhan walked for about a stick of incense, and the secret path became wider and wider.

They soon came to a wide hall, the hall was circular, and there were eight door openings around it, which could lead to different places.

"Where is this going?" Baitao asked after looking at the eight identical door openings.

Banhan said sadly and angrily, "These eight doorways all lead to the dungeon, and there are people from my spirit clan inside!"

"Let's go this way first." Ban Han said and went in first, followed by the rest of the people.

Seeing the current situation, Baitao understands that what Banhan said is true, and prepares to send a voice transmission to the people outside, letting them control the Wang family.

In the dark secret room, there was only one candle faintly flickering, and the smell of rotting blood rushed over. What caught everyone's eyes was a bloodless man half paralyzed on the ground, his thin white arms covered by the cold and thick black The iron chain was locked on the wall, and the iron ring that locked him was thicker than his thigh, and a thick layer of calluses formed on his wrist.

His hair was completely shaved, and he said in a half-cold voice, "They said that their hair was blood, so they shaved all their hair so that they can produce blood better."

Fuyao frowned, raised his right hand, and the iron ring snapped, and the man fell on Banhan's body. He lifted his eyelids and looked at Fuyao who rescued him, but couldn't hold on anymore, and passed out.

Seeing this scene, Baitao frowned and her eyes were filled with shock. She couldn't believe that in the current world of cultivating immortals, there are people who would do such demonic things? !

They are all real people, how can they bear it?How can those blood be drunk?Can you sleep well at night?
The scene in front of her completely subverted her three views. Is this also a cultivator?It is not an exaggeration to say that it is cultivating demons.

Baitao was rarely silent. She looked at the man on the ground for a long time, and finally sent a voice transmission to the disciples outside to get them to act.

The patriarch of the Wang family was soundly asleep, and was suddenly awakened. He was tied up and thrown in the main hall when he opened his eyes. There were many core children of the Wang family around him. When those people saw the patriarch, they cried for their father and mother.

The head of the Wang family, Wang Bo, hadn't figured out the situation yet. Seeing that the person who tied him up was someone from Luoyue Palace, he hurriedly asked, "My dear friend, what did my Wang family do? Why did you tie us all up?"

The disciples of Luoyue Palace ignored him and stood in a row, surrounding the Wang family in the middle.

Seeing that the people from Luoyue Palace ignored him, the head of the Wang family instantly became angry, "Can you guys from Luoyue Palace kidnap good people at will? What's the reason for this? Acting so overbearingly and unreasonably, who will obey you?"

The head of the Wang family could never have imagined that this sudden disaster was caused by the group of spirit clansmen in his basement. After all, this was the old calendar of 200 years ago.

A woman dressed in black with a cold temperament stood out from behind. She stepped forward and glanced at Wang Bo coldly and said, "I don't know what you did?"

"What did I do to me?" Wang Bo wanted to quibble, but the woman's next words made him speechless, and he collapsed on the ground with no life in his eyes.

"My young palace master is in the secret room of your house. When our young palace master and Immortal Jin Huan come out, there will naturally be times when you will complain."

When Wang Bo heard the names of these two people, he was completely at a loss.

One of these two people is already extremely difficult, let alone the two come together?

When he thought of what he had done in his secret room, he knew that he was finished, and their entire royal family was finished.

The disciples of Luoyue Palace quickly rushed into the secret room to rescue all the living Spirit Race disciples in the secret chamber, while Xing Linfeng's disciples were already outside and prepared to treat the Spirit Race people.

A total of 38 spiritual people were rescued from Wang's house, and they were all temporarily placed in Wang's house under the care of medical practitioners.

After being rescued by the Spirit Tribe, Banhan has not been able to see anyone all day long. She wanders around the bed of the Spirit Tribe people every day and never looks for her young master.

"Master, do you think there will be people who will harm the Spirit Race in the future?"

"If you want not to be harmed by others, you can only strengthen yourself."

Jiang Wang said in frustration, "But the abilities of the spirit race have been dying out since 500 years ago."

Jiang Wang sighed and asked again, "Master, why do you think this is? Could it be that God is also jealous of the abilities of the Lingzu?"

Yun Yihuan guessed that the demise of the spirit clan's ability was mostly related to Bai Yue's ascension.

"System, can the abilities of the spirit race be restored?"

A race that cannot cultivate, even if it can survive for a short time now, it is by no means a long-term solution.

(End of this chapter)