Chapter 839 When Xianyi was a teenager (third update)
Bailian muttered: "You can ask passers-by to help you pass the message."
"If you are not a relative or a friend, who can help?" Let's spread the word. When those people heard that we were pig monsters, some laughed and said that we were pretending to be a ghost, while others were so scared that they ran away. It's really rare for you to be so patient and listen to what I said. "Little brother, hehe. smiled.
Bailian's heart moved, as if he had captured a certain key point, and then said: "Rare? But not the first? So...except for me, is anyone else listening to the second brother's story? "
The younger brother raised his head and glanced at the handsome young master, secretly thinking that this young man is so smart.
So much information could be deduced from a casual sentence. He saw that this young man looked kind-faced, he was young and didn't look like a bad guy, and he had nothing to hide.
“To be honest, although we cannot leave Beiliao Town, just ten days ago, three immortals who claimed to be Banyue Palace came to our Beiliao Town.
By the way. , the three immortals live in the guest rooms next to the young master. They said they would find a way to get rid of the pig demon for us, so we should not worry. "
Ban Yue Palace?
Bailian secretly wondered. He remembered that Banyue Palace was a small sect of cultivating immortals. It was affiliated with their Tianxi Sword Sect all the year round. From time to time, some of its disciples rushed to their White Camel Mountain to learn the cultivation techniques.
"Yes, it's just a pig demon. The three of us can handle it more than enough. Why bother with the Tianxi Sword Sect."
Steady footsteps sounded from the stairs.
Bailian looked for fame and saw two young men in green clothes, with swords on their waists, walking side by side from the second floor.
The two young men looked young and looked no more than seventeen or eighty-nine years old.
It’s just that both of them had a hint of undisguised arrogance on their faces.
After Balian looked at them for a moment, he knew where the arrogance of these two young men came from.
It is rare to have a third-grade cultivation of seeking Tao at such a young age.
The two people were attracted by the conversation between the younger brother and Bailian. When their eyes fell on Bailian, they were slightly startled, and then there was an imperceptible disdain and sarcasm at the corners of their mouths. .
One of the slightly taller boys was obviously older. He looked down at Balian unsteadily, his eyes passed over the 'Quansheng' on the table, and he smiled meaningfully:
“It turns out that we are of the same kind. In this way, we have a sure chance of winning in killing the pig demon.”
Balian frowned and did not answer.
The younger brother said in shock: "A fellow man? What does it mean to be an immortal?"
The tall young man squinted and said: "The one sitting next to you is the same as us. A person who practices immortality.”
The younger brother was stunned and his eyes almost fell out.
Not daring to sit any longer, he hurriedly stood up and told him no.
The three sects were established to save all the countries in the world from the invasion of evil spirits, so that mortals had a high respect for immortal cultivators.
Bailian's frown deepened. He raised his head and glanced at the tall young man, and said calmly:
"Practicing immortality is not something you can call it, but I am just reluctantly embarking on the path of cultivation. , speaking of which, I am no different from ordinary people. You also need to drink water, eat and sleep."
Then he tugged on the second brother's sleeves and said, "So, second brother, you don't have to be so reserved."
The waiter was too busy to apologize. Brother was startled, and for a moment he really didn't know how to respond.
Balian was just talking about what was in his mind, and he didn't mean to target anyone.
However, he saw the eyes of the two green young men getting colder, as if his words made them embarrassed.
The shorter boy snorted coldly and said: "How old are you this year?"
Bailian answered honestly: "Fourteen."
"Huh, It’s no wonder that you reluctantly embarked on the path of cultivation. At the age of ten, I was seeking the first level of cultivation like you.”
Balian didn't hear the intention to show off in his words. He looked up and sighed: "That's it, you are so awesome."
The heartfelt admiration made the short boy's expression suffocate, making him There is an uncomfortable feeling like punching into cotton.
The tall young man glanced sideways at his companion and said coldly: "He's just an idiot who doesn't understand anything. Why are you talking to him about this?"
Bailian frowned. If someone else shows off his or her cultivation on purpose, he can think that this is not showing off, but his own ability.
But he was not a fool. Calling him an idiot so blatantly and directly made him angry.
The younger brother smiled and didn't dare to stay here any longer, so he found an excuse to slip away.
"Um...young master, your tea is cold. I will go and get you a fresh pot of hot tea."
Bailian turned to him and thanked him: "Okay. , then thank you, the second brother.”
In fact, he had already eaten, but he saw the difficulty of the second brother and did not want to continue to make things difficult for him.
The waiter also understood the meaning in his eyes, glanced at him gratefully, and hurried away with the teapot.
Balian took two symbolic mouthfuls of white rice and then went upstairs with his sword.
Actually, Balian was still in a very depressed mood, because he planned to ask Zhongyou about the way to Zhongyou after asking him about the pig demon.
Now that I was interrupted by these two people, it seemed that I had to find another opportunity to ask the younger brother.
Forget it, it’s getting late, let’s rest for a night and then hit the road back to the sect.
When he passed by the two young men again, the tall young man narrowed his eyes and suddenly called out to him: "Stop!"
Balian imitated his look just now, and gave him a sideways glance, and then said calmly: "My father has taught me since I was a child to keep me away from people who are not smart and uncultivated, otherwise I will Infected."
The tall young man looked startled, as if no one of his generation had ever dared to speak to him in such a tone.
His face became a little ugly, and he glared: "How dare you talk to me in this tone, do you know who I am?!"
"I don't want to know who you are. "
Bailian said lightly, taking steps without any intention of stopping.
"I told you to stop! If you want to leave, you can leave your sword!"
Bailian finally stopped, turned around and looked at him helplessly and said: "You have your own sword, why do you need mine?" Sword. Besides, this sword is mine, why should I give it to you?"
The tall young man sneered in his heart and asked why? Don’t you understand the principle of law of the jungle?
Although he thought this in his heart, the tall boy felt that this boy was just a fool. No matter how much he said to him, it was just a waste of time. It would be better to just snatch it away.
The five claws were hooked like sharp edges, and a faint glare could be seen flowing in the palm of the hand. The tall young man had a hard look on his face and clawed hard at Bai Lian's throat.
The tall, slender young man was a fourth-level seeker, while Bailian was only a first-level seeker. To this lightning-fast strike, Bailian was too stunned to react.
He never expected that the children of the immortal cultivating family would be so cruel and unreasonable, and would take action at the slightest disagreement.
And judging from his appearance, he has no intention of holding back at all.
Bailian was trying to gather his Qi to avoid this blow.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, there was a chuckle from the silver bell, and something white seemed to pass by in front of my eyes.
Bailian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes caught the perfect glimpse of the white thing, which turned out to be a fat, white, big soup dumpling. Then, Bian heard the tall boy scream.
The white and fat soup dumpling hit the tall young man's attacking palm five times accurately.
With a snap, the fat white soup dumpling was naturally unable to withstand the attack of the tall boy's claws and fell apart from his palm.
However, the rich soup that looked very hot made a big oily splash in his palm.
The tall boy screamed and stopped his hand. Looking at his palm again, he saw that it was full of blisters, and his face turned extremely ugly for a moment.
Bailian tilted his head in confusion, very puzzled.
When the tall boy struck out, he clearly wrapped the attacked hand with spiritual power.
It is reasonable for the soup dumplings to fall apart, but how did the soup scald him?
"Zhao Baixun, you are just a young master of Ban Yue Palace. You are so crazy on the territory of Baituo Mountain that you openly robbed your fellow Taoist treasures. It is really a disgrace to you, Ban Yue Palace!"
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A girl's sweet voice, as clear as a warbler's cry, suddenly sounded.
Bailian looked sideways and saw a girl with quite an elegant temperament.
Wearing a green shirt, she was leaning against the handrail of the wooden staircase on the second floor. She had a picturesque face and was so beautiful that she did not look like a real person at all. She held her chin gently with a jade hand and looked at the stairs with a half-smile. The next three people.
The girl's smile is innocent and harmless, and her brows are lively, like a soft and gentle animal. Inadvertently, it can touch the softest string in a person's heart.
The angry look on the face of the tall young man named Zhao Baixun suddenly subsided. He blew a few breaths of cool air on his injured palm and said, "It turns out to be you, girl."
When he said this, even he himself didn't realize that most of his usually undiminished arrogance had already dissipated at this moment.
The short boy beside him swallowed involuntarily, with a look of surprise and fear in his eyes.
He muttered in a low voice: "Why did this little aunt run out?"
Zhao Baixun shouted: "Tieyun, shut your mouth!"
Bai Lian looked up at the girl who was similar to his own age and said, "Did you throw that bun just now?"
The girl hummed indifferently, and rolled up a strand of green silk with a slender jade finger.
"No need to thank me, but if you really want to express your gratitude, go ahead and buy me a bun. I haven't used it for dinner yet."
Baili An stared at her hand closely and frowned: "That bun looks like a soup dumpling freshly baked from the oven. It's very hot. Are your hands okay?"
The hand wrapped around Qingsi paused slightly. , those twin extremely beautiful almond eyes almost narrowed into a line.
"You are really weird. I helped you, but instead of thanking me, you care about whether my hand is okay?"
Balian was silent for a moment and then said: "Thank you for helping me just now...will your hand hurt?"
You are really a persistent person...
The girl was helpless. He smiled and said, "Since I can beat a dog with a meat bun, I won't be hurt by my own weapon."
Bailian nodded with deep understanding.
The girl smiled sweetly at him: "What a silly boy..."
The tall young man named Zhao Baixun had an angry look on his face despite being called a dog in a veiled way.
The injured palm hung down, hidden in the wide sleeves of the robe, and there was a hint of fear in the eyes looking at the girl.
And... unconcealable admiration.
The fear came from the steamed bun that hurt him. No matter how hot the soup dumpling was, it could hurt the physical body of an immortal cultivator.
There must be some special trick she used in that bun.
As for admiration, it naturally stems from her excessive beauty.
He smiled bitterly and said: "Girl, you and I are of the same kind of people, why bother to insinuate that I am a dog?"
The girl looked unhappy and said: "Who is of the same kind of people as you? If you care about this, how can you snatch this kid's sword?"
Bai Lian was heartbroken, they were not in the same group, but the second brother clearly said that there were three immortals.
So... they have a companion who has yet to show his face.
Balian hasn't been born for a long time. Before today, he didn't know that there was a kind of person in this world.
He is eloquent when he opens his mouth, confuses right and wrong, and is able to say things righteously for his own selfish desires.
It was Zhao Baixun who told him that such people exist in this world.
"Force? What you said is serious. If it is to satisfy your own selfish desires and greed, it can be said to be robbery, but it is out of good intentions." Zhao Baixun said with a righteous face, There was no trace of guilt or shame on his face.
Bailian glanced at him silently, with no anger on his face because of this man's hypocritical sophistry. He just secretly walked up the stairs two floors.
Judging from his appearance, he wanted to quietly distance himself from Zhao Baixun, as if he felt that if he stood close to him, he would contract his bad habits of hypocrisy if he was not careful.
Although his movements were concealed, everyone present was a monk with keen eyesight and ears.
His little actions are undoubtedly deceiving others.
Although the movement was silent and subtle, it clearly smelled of disgust.
Zhao Baixun’s face turned cold instantly.
Naturally, that little move could not be hidden from the little girl on the second floor, but she was amused and chuckled.
“Robbing someone’s things and saying it’s a good intention, but also trying to make people feel grateful, kneeling down with tears in their eyes and offering the sword with both hands, can’t you?
Well, I’ll take your life right now, too. For your own good, please quickly draw your sword and kill yourself..."
As he spoke, his beautiful eyes glanced out of the corner of his eye and caught all of Balian's little moves, and the smile on his face became brighter.
That smile seems to contain a colorful, carefree and romantic girlish charm that makes people forget the vulgarity.
There is a smile on his face and his cheeks are tilted sideways. This world-famous smile melts the ice and snow like the spring breeze.
Zhao Baixun already had affection in his heart. It took him a long time to come back to his senses under this beautiful smile, and he coughed in embarrassment.
He continued to explain: "Don't get me wrong, girl. I don't mean to excuse myself. The girl came here a few days later than me and Ban Yue Gong. We still don't know the situation of the pig demon. I and my three fellow apprentices You have seen the power of the pig demon with your own eyes."
Tie Yun on the side quickly agreed: "That's right. , Although the pig demon has not completely transformed into a human form, it is powerful and has a level of cultivation comparable to that of a human being."
Zhao Baixun said in a softer tone: "Yes, I am not talented, I am eighteen this year. Shangcai seeks the fourth level of Taoism, and even my fellow apprentices may not be able to successfully defeat the pig demon
I saw that this young man's cultivation level was mediocre, but he was a first-level seeker of Taoism, but he was carrying a valuable treasure. I couldn't help but feel regretful that the pearl was covered in dust. I thought that if I could use the power of the treasure to subdue the pig demon, I would be able to conquer it. It's a sure bet. ”
Although he said he was not talented, the pride in his eyes was not concealed at all.
(End of this chapter)