Wild boar

Chapter 62 Black Pool
Looking at Zhu Zishan, who had a terrifying pig head but had a human body, Zhang Jinlei had just regained consciousness and showed an expression of shock when he was hit in the face by a hammer.

Bang bang bang bang.
There were muffled sounds, one after another.

After seven or eight breaths, a wild boar with bloody foam on its body emerged from the rice field.

Zhu Zishan quickly rushed out of the heavy fog created by magic and stopped Dong Liyi who was running for his life.

"Huchi...huchi..." Dong Liyi gasped.

He pointed at the bloody foam on Zhu Zishan's fur and gasped, but couldn't ask a word.

"Follow me." Zhu Zishan whispered.

Zhu Zishan took Dong Liyi to another small road.

One person and one pig are getting farther and farther away from the fog.

That little cloud and rain technique caused the fog to dissipate quickly, and it was unclear who would win and who would lose in the end...

Zhu Zishan and Dong Liyi took a detour and tried to walk to remote places.

Now Zhu Zishan has blood foam on his body. If he meets someone from the same sect, it will be difficult to explain.

To their surprise, they soon came to a low-lying pool.

The pool was as dark as ink.

Zhu Zishan came to the water pool and sniffed again and again with his pig's nose. He smelled a burnt smell in the water pool.

I don’t know what kind of water is in this pool, but the vegetation around the pool is dense, so it is presumably non-toxic.

"Zhu Zishan, if you have bloody foam on your body, you should wash it off." After Dong Liyi finished speaking, he planned to hold the water with his hands.

"Wait!" Zhu Zishan stopped Dong Liyi, then took a deep breath and jumped directly into the pool.

Ever since he awakened the memory of his previous life as a human being, Zhu Zishan has never wallowed in the quagmire again.

After entering the pool, Zhu Zishan turned his body easily and freely, just like he was in the mountains before, letting his skin touch the soil under the pool.

The wild boar entered the pond and stirred up mud.

After a hard roll, Zhu Zishan climbed out of the pool.

At this time, the blood foam on his body was completely invisible, only the black soil.

As soon as he got out of the pool, Zhu Zishan felt itchy all over.

I haven't felt this way for a long time.

It was as if Zhu Zishan had rolled in the mud for the first time when he was a piggy.

At that time, Zhu Zishan's skin was very delicate and he had to rub himself against the palm tree again and again to feel comfortable.

Now that I feel this way again, could my thick-skin skills improve again?
Zhu Zishan's heart suddenly became hot. Thick skin was his most practical skill.

"Where is there a big tree that I can rub against?" Zhu Zishankou said in a eloquent tone.

Dong Liyi raised his eyes and looked around. There were spiritual valleys everywhere, and the spiritual grass garden was not far from here. There were indeed big trees there, but there were Ganoderma lucidum planted under the trees, and there were layers of restrictions, making it impossible to get close.

At this time, Zhu Zishan couldn't bear it anymore and started rolling on the ground.

……

The top of Ziyun Mountain.

above the boulder.

"Clan leader, disciples with a different surname fought in the Linggu Garden, killing one and injuring nine others. They also destroyed at least an acre of Linggu that was about to mature." Bai Jinyin reported to the clan leader Bai Hongxuhui.

"What's the reason?" Bai Hongxu asked.

"The Law Enforcement Hall has found out that seven Mao Gong disciples used self-made fake soul talismans to blackmail the spiritual cultivation monks of Linggu Garden. The nine spiritual cultivation monks fought back angrily..."

"The nine spiritual cultivators knew that it was better to cut off one of the enemy's ten fingers than to hurt them, so they killed Zhang Jinlei, a Mao Gong disciple..." Bai Jinyin said.

"Blackmailing fellow sect members and destroying spiritual fields should be expelled from the sect. Monk Lingzhi is not guilty of killing someone in self-defense." Bai Hongxu said calmly. "Master Patriarch, this matter is not simple. Those Mao Gong disciples were desperate, so they took this step."

"How?"

"Master Patriarch, Mao Gong disciples rely on accepting tasks to obtain training resources, and the tasks in the mission hall are already extremely rare, which is not enough for more than 300 Mao Gong disciples to obtain sufficient training resources. Those seven Mao Gong disciples now have no spirit. Shi bought Linggu to prevent his cultivation from regressing, so he did this evil thing..."

"Lord Patriarch, there are very few high-level monks in White Castle now. Most of the Qi-training disciples take this opportunity to practice in seclusion and improve their cultivation. Those Mao Gong disciples are no longer of use, and they are still a hidden danger. How should we deal with it? Please give me the clan leader's instructions." Bai Jinyin said.

"Yun Yi, tell me your opinion." Bai Hongxu did not express his position, but asked with a smile.

"Father, since there are not so many Mao Gong disciples, it is better to hold a fighting meeting for all Mao Gong disciples to participate, leaving the top [-] to join the Law Enforcement Hall. The rest of the incompetent ones will only be a waste of spiritual rice if they stay. It is better to chase them one after another. Get out of White Castle and eliminate hidden dangers." Bai Yunyi suggested.

Platinum Seal nodded, then shook his head.

"This method is feasible, but it is not appropriate for the Law Enforcement Hall to raise a hundred disciples with foreign surnames. It is better to choose one out of ten. The Law Enforcement Hall only recruits 30 people. These 30 people can be recruited from all the disciples with foreign surnames. Once they enter the Law Enforcement Hall, the treatment of the disciples with foreign surnames can be Equivalent to a direct descendant of the Bai family."

"Although great roads compete for peaks and the path to immortality is steep, we must always remember that those who have gained the Tao will have many helpers, while those who have lost the Tao have few. A sect cannot expel its own disciples without reason at any time. What if these Mao Gong disciples are needed in the future?"

"Mao Gong disciples who fail in the battle can be assigned to be on duty in mortal towns to protect the safety of mortals. The spiritual rice will be distributed to the town government every month, which is enough to ensure that their cultivation level will not decline." Bai Hongxu said.

"But my father's mortal town lacks spiritual energy, which will make them stop at the inner refining realm and unable to advance to the sympathetic realm." Bai Yunyi said.

"The fighting game can be held once a year. The winner can stay in the White Castle to sense the aura of heaven and earth. The loser is incompetent and has no one to blame." Bai Hongxu said.

"Father is still thoughtful."

"Obey, Patriarch."

at dusk.

Purple Cloud Mountain.

Under a big palm tree.

A brown wild boar rubbed desperately against the trunk of a big palm tree...

This palm tree is extremely close to the White Castle, so it is rich in spiritual energy, and the palm oil it rubs out makes Zhu Zishan feel very comfortable.

"Junior Brother Dong, you asked me to accompany you out of the White Castle without even eating dinner, just to tickle this pig?" Zhou Yunlei sat on a big rock and said with a speechless expression.

"Senior Brother Zhou, I just said that Zhu Zishan and I can just come out, and you don't need to accompany us." Dong Liyi also said a little embarrassed.

"Hmph!" Zhou Yunlei snorted coldly.

"Hurry up! Don't delay my dinner." Zhou Yunlei said impatiently.

After waiting for more than an hour, Zhu Zishan left the palm tree with unfinished content.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue rubbing, but that he is also hungry.

The two brothers returned to Fangshi with their hungry stomachs.

At this time, although it was evening in the market, people were coming and going as if there was a commotion.

A group of Mao Gong disciples stood in front of the notice and had a heated discussion.

"To be able to receive the same treatment as a disciple named Bai."

"I thought that only by becoming the son-in-law of the Bai family can I get this kind of treatment."

"Dream! Even if you become the son-in-law of the Bai family, you are still inferior."

"After one month, prepare well."

"Damn it! In just this month, a certain family's cultivation level will inevitably decline, and this fighting force will definitely lose."

"All disciples with foreign surnames can participate, but only the Mao Gong disciples will be driven to be on duty. It's so unfair. It's better to leave and become a casual cultivator."

"That's right. What's the difference between us and casual cultivators? Why should we suffer here?"

(End of this chapter)