Chapter 315: Letter to Dad [Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

If the previous fight between the Bronze Man Hall and the nine people was meant to train them, this time it was purely a personal vendetta.

After a period of struggle, this group of monks with thick eyebrows and big eyes also learned the art of war. This time, they really caught everyone off guard.

But no matter how late they were, the bronze men who rushed out first discovered that something was wrong before they could cause any harm to everyone.

The strength of these young people seems to be completely different from before?
The monks who took action were basically the best among the disciples of Jilei Temple, and were selected by the Tongren Hall. Everyone had been in the mine pond. Soon they found out how big the gap was between themselves and the real geniuses.

These young men who came out of the thunder pool not only had extremely strong muscles and physiques, but three of them had directly integrated the power of heavenly thunder, and lightning flashed in an instant.

And the worst one had an extra Thunder Tribulation Martial Body, which moved through the crowd so fast that no one could even spot his shadow.

Liang Yue's Shang Qing Tian was already as fast as the wind, and now it was added with a thunder force. It was really a flash of light and shadow. The person was in front of him, and then suddenly he was dozens of feet away. Unless you are one level higher than him, it is impossible to keep up with his body movements, let alone counterattack.

These indestructible bronze men were like bronze stakes in front of him.

Liang Yue also discovered a little trick: the bronze men who could not be hurt by swords and knives were very afraid of the power of thunder. By attaching thunder to the attack, it was easy to penetrate the bodies of the bronze men. Although it would not cause serious injuries, it could cause them pain and paralysis.

It seems that they all need an electric shock.

Wen Yifan became even more powerful. In a blink of an eye, thousands of flying swords were launched, each of which flashed with lightning. One sword struck one person after another, and any bronze man who was hit by the sword would tremble for a long time.

Not right.

Something is wrong!
Under the well-trained counterattack of the geniuses, the large army of Tongren Hall was quickly defeated.

The crowd did not pursue them too much, but just rushed to their house, dismantled the King Kong altar, and beat up the King Kong beast. Looking at the bronze men's fleeing backs, in addition to a sense of accomplishment, everyone was also quite emotional.

I vaguely remember that when I first came to Jilei Temple, I was beaten by the bronze men and was in a mess.

It hasn't been many days, and now everyone's combined efforts are able to defeat the bronze man. This shows the progress they have made during this period.

In addition to overcoming inner demons and bathing in the thunder pool, which can improve actual combat power, the more important thing is actually the coordination and response in battle. In the chaos, everyone quickly found the trick of team battle. This part of the awareness improvement is far more effective than the improvement of cultivation.

"Now we can leave Jilei Temple without any regrets." Wu Handing said with a smile.

His words expressed everyone's thoughts. If there was no real winner with the Bronze Man Hall, the young people present would probably feel a little regretful, as if something was almost left unfinished.

If the battle to capture the city is over, it would probably be difficult to gather such a group of people to fight in Jilei Temple.

At this time, Shang Yunhai suddenly said, "I have one more thing to do."

……

On the west side of the mountain behind Jilei Temple, in a wide open space covered with green grass, a white elephant as big as a mountain was lying beside a clear pool with its eyes closed.

Suddenly, the white elephant seemed to sense something, stretched out its trunk, and opened its eyes.

A group of young men slowly came over, and the first one was the one with whom it had made a deal with its phantom, but which later failed.

Before leaving, Shang Yunhai asked Master Yun to bring him here, just to see the white elephant again. The white elephant looked a little confused, as if he didn't know what he was doing.

Shang Yunhai approached the huge body of the white elephant alone, raised his head, made hand gestures, and said loudly: "Although I did not win the trial and the previous transaction was not completed, I can still help you find your mother. I have sent a message back to the Wild Beast Plain. If there is any news, they will inform you as soon as possible."

Strictly speaking, when the Hualong lineage communicates with monsters, it does not mean they learn the monsters' language.

In fact, many monsters don't have their own language at all. They just use different ways to express different emotions and convey relatively simple information. The communication of the Hualong lineage is more like establishing a spiritual connection, which can directly convey more precise information to the other party.

Instead of imitating the bird’s call and the dog’s bark…

"Ang——" The white elephant's huge eyes lit up instantly.

"What is it saying?" everyone asked curiously.

Shang Yunhai smiled and said, "It said that it felt really bad for not helping me win the trial. If possible, it would like to do something else for me in exchange for my help, instead of just accepting my gift for nothing. Finding its mother is its most important thing. If I am willing to help it, then I will be its best friend."

After explaining it to everyone, he turned back and said to the white elephant, "Since we are friends, good friends should help each other without asking for anything in return."

"Ang ang ang—" The white elephant slowly moved forward and rubbed Shang Yunhai with its big head. Shang Yunhai reached out and stroked its head, listening to the white elephant humming and shouting in a series of voices, "Ang ang ang ang ang..."

"What did it say with all this?" everyone asked again.

Shang Yunhai smiled and said, "It said thank you."

Everyone: "?"

While the young people were talking to the white elephant, Zen Master Yun had a bitter face and Taoist Feng was sighing.

"Just now, the person in charge of guarding the Thunder Pool came to tell me that too much of the power of the Heavenly Thunder has been consumed. I'm afraid it will take another ten years to replenish it before it can be used again." He stroked his bald head, "This loss is quite large."

For a full ten years, the young people of Jilei Temple were unable to use the Thunder Pool to strengthen their bodies. This was definitely a big loss for the temple.

"The loss of our Dao Palace is not greater." Taoist Feng said lazily, "The Daoyuan Fruit will not be restored to its original state for hundreds of years."

"Didn't you ask the court and Liang Fuguo to compensate you?" said Master Yun.

"You can do it, right?" Taoist Feng smiled. "Have Minister Xu write a letter to the court, who will benefit the most? Then write a letter to Liang Fuguo, and write a letter to the Yujian Sect and the Qi Family, asking them to give you corresponding compensation."

The geniuses who participated in the battle to capture the city this time were not sure whether they were strong or not, but their appetites were really huge. No matter where they went, the resources they consumed in the end exceeded the local budget.

This is especially true for a young man named Liang.

"Is this okay?" Zen Master Yun was a little embarrassed. The big monk still felt a little embarrassed. After all, they had agreed to help the team in the battle to capture the city to practice, and there were also disciples of Jilei Temple among them.

It is somewhat dishonorable to ask someone to pay the debt now.

"Don't worry, these big families are all sensible." Taoist Feng patted his shoulder, "Just ask them for compensation. If someone really refuses to give you, I will give it to you."

(End of this chapter)