I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 343 If I don’t take revenge, I will never be a human being (please subscribe)
  "Fellow Taoist, does Jiao have any misunderstanding with you?"

Jiao Zihua decisively gave in and tried to make peace.

Even though he is a 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 Dalu chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and the body of the Buddha shone with golden light, just like an eminent Buddhist monk.

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

"Who is this person?"

Zhao Jiangwu, who was helped, looked stunned.

Unlike other Zhao family golden elixirs, when he was fighting Jiao Zihua, he had always paid attention to the defensive map in case the defensive map suddenly took action and the situation was uncontrollable.

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

In other words, Fu Dalu's appearance is inseparable from Wei Tu.

"Fellow Daoist 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 name is Da Lu. He is the eldest son of the Fu family in Xiantao City, Liaozhou. He is the most impatient and righteous."

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

Seemingly sensing Zhao Jiangwu's concerns, Wei Tu added: "Master Fu is a Buddhist monk. He is most averse to 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. I may pray to God that you have good virtues and will spare your life."

Fu Dalu's words were quite domineering.

The cultivators were shocked when they heard this, and immediately looked at Fu Dalu with admiration. 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 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 boy might have already kidnapped him, a third-level alchemist, and imprisoned him in Xiaohei's workshop.

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

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 open."

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 Xiaoguo Nascent Soul family 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 said indifferently.

The other sect and the main sect are two different things, and he can still tell this clearly.

What level?
  There are different levels of opponents.

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

Furthermore, Fu Dalu is not without support.

Ji Zhang, the boss of the Liuyu Sect, is the headmaster of the 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, but 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 an escaping light and fled to the southwest.

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

But at this time, it would be completely different if there was Fu Dalu, who was not stingy.

Fu Dalu's origins were unknown, his strength was astonishing, and his true identity was unknown... He struggled with him, but it was a thankless task.

"Survive by cutting off your tail? A small trick!"

Seeing this scene, Fu Dalu smiled disdainfully. He said "Golden Light Escape" and chased after him with an escape speed that far exceeded Jiao Zihua.

After a few breaths, the two 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 Buddha's light hand.

Moreover, this magical power comes with spatial confinement.

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

Seeing that the Buddha's light hand was 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 hand.

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 Jiao who has a despicable character and broke into Lingyan Island without permission... This storage bag is given 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 one named Jiao only has one storage bag?"

Fu Dalu frowned and spoke 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 objects in the outer storage bag are just some popular ordinary spiritual objects, 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.

After dropping the two storage bags, Fu Dalu looked satisfied, but he did not let go of Foguang's big hand in a hurry, but looked at Jiao Zihua carefully...

"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 due to 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 now, even if he killed him or not.

"Master Fu, please forgive others if you have to. Fellow Daoist Jiao was also confused for a moment..."

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

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

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

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

afterwards--

Fu Dalu can just pat his butt and leave.

But they are bound to bear the wrath of God's will from 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 predictable things.

"Let him go..."

Fu Dalu was stood up and didn't know what to do.

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

Although 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 go.

He was not sure that the Zhao family's golden elixirs would join forces to deal with Lingyan Island.

"Damn it, why am I so talkative? 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 had 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 golden elixir from a weak family, it would be impossible for the Zhao family's golden 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..."

The praises from Zhao Jiangwu and others followed, and they didn't 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.

Soon.

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 firewood, 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 little clan has rebelled against heaven!"

The lady gritted her teeth.

The Shengya Zhao family is just bullying. For the sake of peace between the two clans, 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 upholding 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.

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

Therefore, 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 were in heaven.

"If it's Wei Tu..."

The lady has concerns.

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

Moreover, with Wei Tu's fighting power, 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 will.

"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 the bald monk and his corresponding cultivation level.

"Mom, I'll check it out for you!" The lady held a picture of Fu Dalu's appearance and headed towards the Jiao family's intelligence pavilion with a look of hatred on her face.

Not 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)