Chapter 878 Daddy seems to be a fool
Just as Bai Lian said, the next day, Su Guanhai came carrying Su Jing, stepping on the fire lotus, and his breath was invisible.
Only in the eyes of a practitioner can one see the sky dyed red by the red lotus fire.
Su Guanhai seemed carefree and lazy, but in the past two years, Bai Lian knew it.
This leader of a sect is actually like his father, a very busy big man.
Therefore, he could rush here in the early morning, and Bailian's head was naturally warm.
The first time Su Guanhai landed in the courtyard, he saw Bailian walking out of the door.
Su Guanhai, who came this morning, was dressed very simply, wearing the very common scholar's attire of a Confucian shirt.
He came with Su Jing, just like an extremely ordinary father and son among the people.
Even after hearing everything that happened here from Su Jing's mouth, he still had a spring-like smile on his face, without any heaviness at all, and it was just like chatting at home.
He looked at Balian and said, "Have you had fun these days?"
Bailian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I was very happy on the first day down the mountain."
Su Guanhai nodded, seemingly very satisfied: "That day is A Jing's birthday, so naturally I am happy."
In his tone, there was no hint of doting and love for his child.
"I heard that Zheng Siyan from the Guimen family is here?" Su Guanhai raised his eyes slightly and asked seemingly unintentionally.
There was no power in the tone, the voice was not loud, but it resounded very clearly throughout Meng's house.
Not long after, Zheng Siyan came through the snow, and the look on his face no longer showed the unruly and arrogant look it had when they first met.
Like a hedgehog, he carefully restrained the thorns all over his body, and greeted Su Guanhai with great respect: "Junior Zheng Siyan, I have met Sect Leader Su."
I have always had a bad temper. Su Guanhai, who was very kind, narrowed his eyes and said very rudely: "Who asked you to come to Guangmeng City?"
A very nonsensical statement made Zheng Siyan slightly stunned.
Looking at the fact that Taixuanzong dominates the entire southern power, and Guangmeng City is also under the jurisdiction of Taixuanzong, after all, he does not have that much right to restrict other people's rights to go where.
This is not an overbearing Demon Sect.
After being stunned for a moment, Zheng Siyan suddenly understood that the meaning of his words was not too obvious.
What he really wanted to express was who gave him the courage to cause trouble for Bai Lian in the Taixuan Sect's territory.
Zheng Siyan frowned secretly, thinking that although Su Guanhai was famous for protecting his shortcomings.
But this shortcoming of Bailian is not his Taixuanzong. Why is he so excited?
"Well...well, I heard that the plum blossoms in Guangmeng were blooming beautifully, so I came here to pick plums."
He couldn't say that in front of the dignified Taixuan Sect Master. He must be here to take this kid's life.
I have no choice but to pretend to be stupid.
Su Guanhai said oh expressionlessly, then waved to Bai Lian and said: "Okay, you pick your plums, and we will go home for dinner first."
Balian couldn't laugh or cry.
At this moment...
"Who dares to hurt my beloved disciple..." A majestic voice that shook the sky came through the air.
In the snowy sky, a huge lightsaber buzzed down.
The lightsaber had no hidden aura, so most of the people in the city saw this scene very clearly.
Immediately they were amazed, and they all knelt down and worshiped devoutly.
"The Immortal... The Immortal has come to Guangmeng City!"
"The Immortal must be here to eliminate harm for the people and kill evil spirits!"
"Bow down! Goodbye!”
Lihe Zong’s appearance was much more publicized than Su Guanhai’s.
The huge lightsaber descended with a bang, and the tiles and bricks of the entire Meng residence were swept away by a powerful sword-force airflow.
Among the lightsabers, an old man with an immortal demeanor slowly walked out.
His beard and hair were white, and his white Taoist robe was spotless. Behind him, Shang Hong's burly figure followed step by step.
The old man's eyes were extremely cold: "Who is Bailian?"
Bailian stood up and said: "It is this junior."
The old man looked him over with eyes as cold as daggers, and said coldly: "A junior who is only in the fourth level of seeking Taoism dares to be so rampant in controlling ghosts and killing people, causing my disciple to lose his spiritual roots. He deserves to die!"
After the word "death" was heard, the old man's aura suddenly surged, and his murderous intention rushed toward Bailian alone as if it were real.
Bailian couldn't detect the old man's strength. The gap between them was too big. To him, the old man was like an unfathomable black hole.
He can instantly kill Balian just by crushing him with the pressure of his realm.
Unexpectedly, the momentum rushed away.
Balian was still standing there intact.
The old man's eyes moved and he let out a light sigh. He didn't notice the secret movements of the scholar in scholar's shirt beside him. He just thought it was Bai Lian who was doing something secretly.
Then he twitched his lips and said in a cold voice: "No wonder he can control ghosts and kill people. People from the Zhongyou Dynasty have some skills."
Bailian glanced at him lightly. He glanced at Shang Hong and saw that Shang Hong's eyes were a little guilty and he didn't dare to look at him at all. Everything suddenly became clear in his heart.
He said calmly: "I didn't kill anyone."
The old man's attack failed and he just thought he had lost face. He did not rush to kill a junior. Instead, he narrowed his eyes slightly and started the interrogation in an imposing manner.
“You said you didn’t kill anyone, okay, I’ll ask you, but you raised a kid privately?!”
Bailian responded: “I did raise a kid.”
The old man’s eyes were full of anger: “Then what else do you have? Explain!"
Bailian was not in a hurry, and was not suppressed by his momentum at all: "Senior's words are serious. There are countless evil ghosts in the world, and there are thousands of domestic ghosts, and there are many people who raise little ghosts. How can I be the only one who kills someone?"
Su Guanhai looked at Balian with relief, thinking that except for his poor cultivation, this boy was perfect in every aspect.
The old man said sternly: "You dare to quibble, my disciple saw with his own eyes that the kid you raised killed someone! What else is there to say!"
"Master..."
A soft call came from the quiet corridor.
Everyone looked for fame and saw Shang Ying walking towards the wall with a pale face, covering her heart and holding on to the wall.
She first glanced at her brother accusingly, and the look of disappointment on her face became more intense, making her already withered appearance even more decayed.
Shang Ying coughed quietly, the corners of her lips were dyed red, and she affirmed in a low voice: "This matter has nothing to do with little brother Baili, he is not a murderer." "What did you say?"< br>
The old man's eyes were cloudy and uncertain. The worry in his eyes as he looked at his beloved disciple's old age was fleeting, so fast that people couldn't catch it, because he was attracted by an inexplicable and obscure color. Go instead.
Bailian looked away from the old man's face and looked at Shang Ying with genuine worry: "The girl is seriously injured. She should go back to the house and rest more."
Shang Ying's eyes seemed to always be so gentle, even though she didn't look at Meng Zifei with such bone-deep tenderness.
But in that look, you can see a quiet flame beating persistently.
She smiled bitterly and apologetically, and said: "If I continue to rest, I may have uneasy conscience for the rest of my life."
Then she turned her gentle eyes to her master and said seriously :
"Master, this disciple is unfilial. The disciple is willing to give up his spiritual roots and has no reason to do so with others. As for the real murderer, I can testify for little brother Baili that he is innocent."
The parties involved all stood up and spoke, and it was hard for the old man to attack Bailian for a while.
It’s just that his expression was extremely ugly at the moment. He looked at Shang Ying with a gloomy look and said in a cold tone: “I really taught you a good disciple!”
“I think so too. "Yes." Su Guanhai suddenly said with a smile.
The old man looked sideways, looking at Su Guanhai as if he were a mortal ant, thinking that now cats and dogs would dare to jump out and talk to the immortal casually.
Do immortals really have no temper? !
He stood with his hands behind his hands and said coldly: "Who do you think you are! How dare you comment on the disciples I educate myself."
Zheng Siyan's eyes suddenly became extremely weird.
Bailian coughed and turned away, no longer looking at the old man's face.
Although Su Guanhai is known for his good temper, after two years of getting along with him, Bai Lian knew that he was actually very stingy.
Stingy people often retaliate for their grudges.
Sure enough, Su Guanhai narrowed his eyes in pleasure.
He touched his nose as if nothing had happened, looked at the golden ancient sword behind the old man, and said with a look of amazement and admiration: "Old immortal, the sword behind you can be big or small, and it can be big or small. Carrying people, it looks so awesome.”
< br>Su Jing glanced at her father expressionlessly, then silently took two steps back, trotted to Balian's side, covered her cheeks with her hands, and whispered quietly: "Daddy looks like a fool..."
Bailian didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
The old man has long been accustomed to this kind of look of worship from mortals.
He raised his head and said proudly: "Short-sighted! This sword is the founding sword of our sect. How can it be described in just two words: how powerful it is."
Su Guanhai's eyes were bright, 'Wow, that looks awesome. 'Suddenly the old man felt great pride and vanity.
But the old man didn't realize that Su Guanhai's bright eyes were not an illusion, but really bright. There was a fire lotus blooming and rising in the dark pupils.
The dignified leader of Taixuan Sect deliberately pretended to be a curious baby and shamelessly asked: "How dare I ask the old gentleman, is your sword called Kaishan, can it really split even mountains? "
The old man still looked arrogant: "That's natural"
Su Guanhai said innocently: "Can you kill a lotus?"
The sudden question made the old man startled: "Cut what?"
A lotus?
It’s really ridiculous. How can I use my sect’s inherited sword to kill a mere soft little lotus?
The old man looked at Su Guanhai and couldn't help but blame him.
Where did this short-sighted scholar come from?
It has been said that this is a divine weapon, an immortal magic weapon. How can it be used to kill a lotus?
He had the nerve to ask such a stupid question.
The old man did not notice that at this moment Zheng Siyan, whom he wanted to please, was looking at him with great pity, his eyes seemed to say: There is no hope...
"Since the old immortal does not want to answer My question is, why don't you just give it a try?" Su Guanhai licked his lips, his eyes eager to try.
The old man lost all his patience and had no time to accompany him crazy. He tilted his head slightly impatiently, looked at his disciple Shang Hong who was standing behind him and said in his usual cold voice:
"This scholar is too much." He's noisy, disciple, drive him out. If If he doesn't obey, he will suffer some hardships... Uh... what is this? "
Before he could completely turn his eyes away, he saw that he was carrying the golden sword behind him. A bright red lotus flame bloomed.
With just one glance, the red lotus fireworks engulfed half of the sword hilt under his dull gaze.
The old man couldn’t help but widen his eyes!
What the hell!
That is the inherited founding sword of his Lihe Sect!
It is no longer a matter of breaking a stone and creating a mountain. It is considered to be one of the best immortal swords among all the major immortal families. After he has raised the sword for another ten years, this sword will give birth to a treasure called the sword spirit. .
At this moment, a small fire lotus... swallowed half of the sword hilt?
Not only that, when the old man was so shocked and stunned, the five-petal small fire lotus smoothly... spread to the tip of the sword.
The weight of the giant sword behind him has completely disappeared, leaving only an empty leather sword pouch, hanging slightly ridiculously behind him, swaying with the wind and snow...
The sword of inheritance, just like that. Already?
Disappeared without a trace and without a sound!
There isn’t even a single scumbag left?
The old man was a little confused. He stiffened his neck and turned in the direction of Su Guanhai.
He saw the ordinary scholar whom he looked down upon holding a red five-petal lotus and playing with it in his palm.
He clicked his tongue twice and looked at it with amusement: "Mountain Sword? It's not that good, either? A lotus can't be killed but is swallowed by the lotus. Li Xuan, Li Xuan, you are so good at raising swords." You really have to learn from the Tianxi Sword Sect.”
Li Xuan is the name of this old man, the current leader of the Lihe Sect.
The old man took three steps back fiercely, looking at Su Guanhai with a blue face and fear, finally recognizing the origin of the fire lotus, he raised his arm tremblingly and pointed at him: "You, you, you!! !”
Then he quickly realized who this person was, and the finger he pointed out suddenly retracted as if being licked by the tongue of fire.
Then he neatly gathered himself behind him, and with a plop, he threw himself to the ground and knelt down without any hesitation.
An old face was buried deeply in the snow, and he said in a trembling voice: "Junior Li Xuan, I have met Sect Master Su!"
Shang Hong's eyes widened with a look on his face. Unbelievable.
Although he had known that Su Jing was the son of the sect master, the person who was in trouble this time was after all an outsider from the Zhongyou Dynasty.
No matter how good the relationship between Balian and Su Jing is, as a big shot of such a high level, how could he come here in person for the trouble caused by an outsider.
But at this moment, the presence of the man in Confucian shirt completely overturned Shang Hong's understanding of Bai Lian.
He secretly glanced at Balian with a slightly frightened expression. He was so frightened that he actually had the terrible illusion that he had pressed the wrong treasure.
The many red lotuses in Su Guanhai's palm flickered slightly. The light was not strong, but it gave people an extremely dangerous feeling. However, his expression was slow and he said: "Let's get back to the topic, Li Xuan, I am Zhenjue It's quite nice to have a disciple like you, far better than the one next to you. A standing disciple is much stronger. From your current attitude, it’s obvious that your spiritual roots have been cut off and you have no intention of teaching her anymore. Why don’t you give her to me, Taixuan Sect?”
(End of this chapter)