I have a passive skill Chapter 1,398 Geniuses have always had this difficulty since ancient times, and the mainland's swordsmen are afraid of being unknown.
Chapter 1,398 Geniuses have always had this difficulty since ancient times, and the mainland's swordsmen are afraid of being unknown.
Chapter 1402 Geniuses have always had this difficulty since ancient times, and the swordsmen in the mainland are afraid of being unknown.
Southern Territory, Half Moon Bay, Huacao Pavilion.
This three-story attic is a place of extraordinary beauty that people come to visit all year round.
Even Li Fugui, who holds the "Eighteen Orders of Flowers and Grasses", rarely gets the chance to ascend the throne because he is working abroad.
Therefore, it can be said that there are basically no men in the Huacao Pavilion.
At this moment, with the sound of "ta-ta-ta" footsteps, under the gaze of several stunning figures on the second floor of the Flower and Grass Pavilion, the two men walked up the stairs calmly.
man!
One of them only has the cultivation level of Taixu for the first time.
The other person didn't even have any fluctuations in spiritual energy and looked like an ordinary person.
But they were stunned step by step, as if the Holy Emperor was coming, and they brought such a great sense of oppression that people couldn't breathe.
"this……"
Shuda Juese was stunned, and for the first time there was obvious panic in the Flower and Grass Pavilion.
Half Moon Bay does not tolerate existences above Half Saint and the highest is Taixu. Who can possess such a momentum?
And if these two men were allowed to go up to the third floor like this, then the two pavilion masters would blame them and die!
Let's talk about stopping...
Can't move at all!
Too weak to move!
"Your Mightiness……"
Someone wanted to speak, and the sword on his waist buzzed and trembled, and the sharp sword energy burst out, actually hurting the owner!
Everyone's pupils froze, and then they noticed the scar on the mortal man's neck and saw that his hand only had eight fingers.
At this moment, several stunning beauties opened their red lips at the same time, and the second floor of the Flower and Grass Pavilion seemed to light up.
"Shh."
The storyteller smiled, turned his head and hissed, pointed at the top of his head, and then shook his head.
"Uh huh huh!"
Several stunning ladies nodded their heads like garlic, each suppressing the excitement in their eyes, while some secretly covered their lips and shouted softly.
"eight……"
Ta-ta-ta.
The sound of footsteps came, and Bai Yezi still pouted and hummed a tune, concentrating on changing the water for the Hangong laurel by the window.
This is the eldest brother’s favorite flower. It comes from the Han Palace Emperor Realm. Of course, it is also Sister Yue’s favorite flower.
I can't remember what it was like last time I saw them.
But every time Bai Yezi changed the water for Hangong Yuegui, she could see the fairy couple looking at each other with smiles, and she couldn't help but be so sweet that she grinned slightly.
This time, it's no exception.
"Xiao Kui, help me make a pot..."
After turning around while holding the vase and giving instructions, Bai Yezi was stunned.
Because the owner of the footsteps is not Xiaokui, but the person in the illusion!
What was a little different from the past was that the man's white clothes were no longer spotless.
Next to him, the person following him was no longer Sister Yue, but a figure of a man in a red dress.
"despair."
The sound finally stopped at the entrance to the third-floor attic.
Bai Yezi let go of her hands, and the vase fell to the ground with a bang. She held her cheeks:
"ah!!!"
A scream broke through the entire Flower and Grass Pavilion.
Behind him, Kuroyoko, who was sitting in front of the dressing table and writing something in his hand, frowned. Hearing the sound, his eyes turned away and he was about to scold him.
Snap.
The brush in her hand fell on the white paper, dyeing the family letters black, and her pupils dilated little by little.
"ah!!!"
The real person behind the Huacao Pavilion, who was usually dignified, serious, unsmiling, and indifferent, and whose emotions rarely fluctuated even once a year among the thirteen stunning women, let out a scream just like her younger sister.
No image at all!
"Cauldron?!"
"Brother?"
Two figures whooshed through the void with the force of an arrow, and rushed towards the two figures at the top of the stairs. They were filled with surprise and wanted to hug the person into his arms.
"My dear, this is not fun to hug. Sister Yue will be unhappy..."
The storyteller, one in each hand, quickly stopped the two sisters.
"Ning Honghong! Let me go! I will fight with you!" Bai Yezi cried and pulled the storyteller's hand, but was unable to remove the obstacle.
"..." Hei Yezi stared at this guy angrily, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Oh, you two only have this brother in your eyes. There is no other brother like me, right? What's wrong with hugging him after so many years? Are you not happy?"
"I need you to take care of it! Ning Honghong, let me go!"
Bai Yezi couldn't hold on to the storyteller. He was so anxious that tears were falling from his eyes. He simply opened his mouth and was about to bite like an angry puppy.
"alright."
Ba Zunzhen waved his hands and laughed, passed the three people fighting, and walked towards the tea table.
"Tea!" Hei Yezi said hurriedly.
"Oh, okay." Bai Yezi hurriedly wiped the tea table with his sleeve, set up the tea utensils, ran to the kettle and found that there was no boiling water. He was so anxious that tears welled up in his eyes, and he started spinning around in circles.
"Wine!" Hei Yezi thought of something.
"Ah, yes." Bai Yezi slapped his head, rummaged through the ring, and pulled out a few bottles of wine. He wiped his eyes and shook his head. He rushed under the bed in a few steps without a ladylike image, and turned over
I opened the box and took out a wine jar.
Bo.
The cork of the wine is removed and the aroma overflows.
"Pastry!" Hei Yezi took the wine jar, looked at the table that was obviously missing something, and called again.
"Yes, there are pastries..." Bai Yezi flew away with his shoes and rushed to the stairs. Suddenly he burst into tears, "Why don't you run? Why am I the one running!"
"Didn't you just learn how to make cinnamon cake?"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuah, I want to make cakes for my elder brother myself..." Bai Yezi muttered a few words, and was about to rush down to the second floor with bare feet. Suddenly, he leaned on the armrest and turned around, looking at the figure in white eagerly.
"On the second floor, you can't see my elder brother..."
"Puch." The storyteller immediately covered his mouth and laughed.
"Okay, no need for pastries, we're just passing by, we can't stay long." Bazun Shu shook his head and poured wine for a few people.
The third floor of the Flower and Grass Pavilion suddenly became quiet.
You can hear the needle drop.
"Wow!"
The uncontrollable crying broke away from the sound insulation barrier and could be heard on the first and second floors of the attic.
Lord Bai Yezi...
Cried……
Howling?!
This is amazing.
However, the thirteen beauties downstairs looked at each other in dismay, as if they had not heard anything, and did not dare to go up and disturb the happy gathering.
"Woo, stay one more day, just one more day!" On the third floor of the attic, Bai Yezi hugged Bazun's calf and fell limply to the ground, sobbing.
"Tsk, tsk, how old are you and you still cry, are you ashamed?" The storyteller crossed his slender legs and was speechless.
"I want you to take care of it!" Bai Yezi tilted his head fiercely and opened his mouth to sneer at him, but there was no evil intention at all, only cuteness.
"Look at your snot bubble, it's exactly the same as it was thirty years ago. Come, come, come..." The storyteller took out the photo beads, "Brother will help you take a photo of it and give it to the Thirteen Beautiful Women in the Flower and Grass Pavilion for circulation.
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"Ah! Ning Honghong, I will kill you!"
"Hey, I can't catch you~"
The storyteller lifted the stool and put it under his buttocks and ran away. Bai Yezi grabbed the plate and chased him barefoot.
The two Taixu walked around the Huacao Pavilion, banging porcelain all over the floor, going around eighteen times, but they couldn't touch each other.
Hei Yezi is going to be dizzy.
But today when my eldest brother came, I could barely hold myself together, and my sister was destined to lose control.
She was happy in her heart, looking at the scene of playing and fighting, it seemed that she had returned to the past, and she no longer preached "not very elegant" and the like.
"Brother, why did you come here this time?" Hei Yezi looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar face that had not been seen for a long time.
Ba Zunzun put down his wine glass.
Bai Yezi also stopped chasing him, jumped to the table and hugged his eldest brother's leg. He raised his head like a kitten, with expectation and admiration in his eyes.
Ba Zunzhen had no choice but to rub her head and said in another way: "First of all, I came here mainly to see you. After all, I haven't seen you for so many years..."
"Yeah." Bai Yezi suddenly burst into tears and smiled, her eyes filled with happiness.
Only then did Ba Zunzhen's face turn serious: "Secondly, secondly, something happened to Xiang Yaoyao."
"Sister Xiangxiang?"
Bai Yezi jumped up from the ground and ran to the bed, "Where is it, where is it..."
Hei Yezi helplessly held his forehead, took out a jade slip from his arms and handed it over, saying in a solemn voice:
"We just received the news not long ago, and we are about to pass it on to the storyteller..."
"The Yougui Pavilion where Sister Xiangxiang is located has been taken away. The person who took action should be the old slut himself."
"If nothing else happens, she must have been trapped by the Tianji Technique. It was only then that my brother sensed that he couldn't contact her."
The jade slips record everything that happened in Jade City.
Not surprisingly, in a few days this information will detonate throughout the Central Territory and everyone will know about it.
However, Dao Qiongcang acted too quickly and did not trust anyone to do it himself, so currently only a few people know the inside story.
Hei Yezi paused and then said:
"Li Fugui from Huacao Pavilion is currently on the first floor of Master Shou's Heavenly Palace, working in Yujing City."
"He received a message from Sister Xiangxiang - if it hadn't been for Sister Xiangxiang's last hand, we might not even know a little bit of information now."
"Li Fugui is already planning, but if the opponent is a seasoned slut..."
Hei Yezi has no illusions.
A mere Li Fugui can't do anything for ten people, let alone the unpredictable gods and ghosts in the sky.
"That guy took action, it was more than just that."
Bazunzhen put down the jade slip and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking about.
The third floor of the Flower and Grass Pavilion became quiet again, and no one dared to disturb him. Bai Yezi tiptoed, holding the wine bottle, and squatted next to him to warm the wine.
"How is Xu Xiaoshou?" After a while, Bazun raised his eyes and asked.
"After Master Shou defeated Saint Emperor Qilin and the remnant soul of the Bei clan, his seriously injured body should have escaped into his little world to rest."
"So strong?" The storyteller covered his mouth. Some of the false information coming all the way from the Southern Territory was actually true?
"Huh, Master Shou has already surpassed you!" Bai Yezi appeared at the side and glared at him. After pouring the wine, he grabbed the meat of his thigh and twisted it hard to retaliate.
.
"Hiss." The storyteller gasped, swatted his hand away, and then muttered, "Not everyone likes to practice..."
Bai Yezi was stunned, pursed his lips, and said nothing.
Bazunzi tapped the cup, then suddenly turned his eyes and looked at the three people in front of him:
"Remember this sentence, no matter how tortuous the process is, no matter what happens in the middle, the old Taoist takes action personally, with only one purpose."
"He doesn't bother to target other people. Before, it was just for me. Now, it's Xu Xiaoshou."
Lord Shou...
Does it match?
Bai Yezi was slightly stunned, with confusion in his eyes: "But the person he is attacking now is Sister Xiangxiang. What does this have to do with you, brother, and Xu Xiaoshou?"
Bazun shook his head slightly, and pulled out two door-shaped jade talismans in his palm: "I now have the Gate of Second Face, controlling the outer island of Void Island, so he can't find me."
After saying this, he handed over these two jade talismans:
"Ban Yue Residence may not be safe anymore. The old slut has even touched Yougui Pavilion. He may attack you at some point."
"Take this jade talisman and crush it at the critical moment to lead you to Void Island."
Bai Yezi was overjoyed and grabbed the jade talisman tightly, anticipation flashing in his eyes: "What about when it's not critical?"
"You can come, too." The storyteller smiled, "Let me know, I can go to Void Island and accompany you to plant flowers and hoe the ground."
"Who wants you to accompany me?" Bai Yezi pouted.
But with this jade talisman, I have the opportunity to see my elder brother at any time, which makes people happy.
Previously, Half Moon Bay had a natural barrier from the Holy God Continent. Once inside, it was difficult to see what the outside world looked like again.
Now it's good, the eldest brother has obtained the Void Island, and the Holy Slave has a real foundation.
Hei Yezi also held the jade talisman solemnly, but his thoughts were quite calm, "In this case, he can't find you, and there is only one purpose left..."
"Yes." Bazun nodded in approval.
"But..." Bai Yezi also wanted to be praised, but after saying "but" for a long time, she couldn't figure out how to threaten Xu Xiaoshou by holding Sister Xiangxiang.
According to the data, the relationship between Master Shou and Sister Xiangxiang only happened a few times and was not as deep as the relationship between them.
"Can the Holy Emperor take action?" Bazun changed the topic.
Bai Yezi's eyes lit up and he raised his hand to answer: "We're taking action!"
"Ye Xiao...after the Secret of Space was consecrated, the Holy Emperor Rao immediately appeared, forcing the Secret of Space to spread to Siling Mountain...Li Fugui's people have been following the battlefield."
"Currently, relying on the Holy Emperor of the White House of the Holy Palace, Ye Cai is able to compete, but the outcome is open to question."
"After all, the Holy Emperor may not necessarily fight against the Holy Emperor for the sake of the Half-Saint."
The eight masters nodded silently.
There are two Holy Emperors in the Holy Palace. One is the Purple Pet of the divine lineage and controls half of the power of the Holy Ancestor. This one is basically not born and is just a guardian.
Secondly, there is the Bailong of the Bailou lineage. The power of the Dragon Ancestor that he has relatively well preserved has been staying at the Shengxuan Gate all year round and cannot be easily released.
From the Dragon Ancestor era to this day, there are only two holy emperors left, the Demon Emperor Black Dragon and the Holy Xuan White Dragon.
The rest are a bunch of Aarons who have been compressed in their living space and are living in the Seven-End Forbidden Dragon Cave.
Hei Yezi looked at his eldest brother's calm expression and asked following the voice: "Brother is thinking that the Rao family's Holy Emperor's action is also related to the old Taoist's attack on Master Shou?"
Bazun turned his head and looked: "Definitely."
"Then why did Rao's Holy Emperor not show up after the battle with Master Shou, but instead chose to target Ye Space?"
Bazunzhen shook his head: "I don't know."
"..."
Several people beside him were silent at the same time, but they soon became relieved.
Yes, if the elder brother (eldest brother) can know what Lao Tao is thinking, then Lao Tao will definitely not participate in the event himself.
"If he attacks directly, he must be sure to kill..." Bai Yezi murmured, worry appearing in his eyes.
She has never met Mr. Shou, but in previous correspondence with the storyteller, she paid a little attention to Mr. Shou's growth.
terrible!
This person is simply not human!
His growth rate, if evaluated objectively, is simply faster than that of his elder brother!
It seems that there is nothing wrong with such a person provoking Dao Qiongcang to take action personally, although when I think about it, I always feel that the two are not on the same level...
But even the unpredictable Dao Qiongcang took the initiative for it. One can imagine how high Xu Xiaoshou's status is in his eyes!
Bazun looked at the worried expressions of the three of them, but smiled with relief and said without any burden:
"Xu Xiaoshou has risen very quickly."
"What I can push is his inherently lazy temperament to speed up his growth so that he won't be caught and killed as soon as he comes out of the water."
"When he is weak, no matter how crazy he plays, I can still protect him and save him."
"Nowadays, it is uncertain who will protect whom... Since it is destined to be his disaster, if he cannot survive it, he is not worthy of transcending the era."
No one knows Xu Xiaoshou better than Ba Zunzhen.
This is a little guy that he has been paying attention to since the day after tomorrow when he was refining his soul. It can be said that he has witnessed his growth all the way.
Even Sang Lao can't do it.
After all, Sang Lao missed the second half of Xu Xiaoshou's journey.
The young eagle will always spread its wings high into the sky. No matter how close someone else kisses or cares for it, it cannot fly for it.
Just like the Nine-Death Thunder Tribulation, the Holy Tribulation, and the Ancestral Emperor Tribulation, outsiders cannot help. They are all catastrophes in the spiritual refiner's self-growth.
Whether you can get through it or not depends entirely on you.
Whether it is amazing or not, we will never know later.
This is the only hurdle that genius must pass through. Bazun has passed it, but it can also be said that he has not passed it.
Storyteller, Hei Yezi, Bai Yezi...
These people are so weak that it is difficult to understand them in this life.
In the Flower and Grass Pavilion, several people fell into silence, not knowing what they were thinking.
After a long time, Hei Yezi put aside the matter and paid attention to Bazun himself:
"Brother, your cultivation..."
There was worry in her eyes, after all, even her realm was looking at the eight acquaintances at this moment.
The latter doesn't even have the cultivation level of a first-level soul refining.
"There's still half a step left."
"So, it's hard for me to take action."
Bazun smiled wisely and picked up the wine glass.
Bai Yezi's eyes moved, but his thoughts were elsewhere: "Brother, the ruins of the God-killing Officer seem to cover the five realms, but I don't know if the Holy Emperor's secret realm has been covered?"
Bazun's fingertips trembled, and the wine glass settled on his lips.
Bai Yezi laughed and said teasingly: "Don't you miss us and Sister Yue? Have you ever planned to visit the ruins of the God-killing Officer? Maybe you can meet each other."
"Xiao Bai!" Hei Yezi turned his eyes and scolded coldly. When he looked back, there was a low flame burning in his eyes.
Ho ho ho!
Go, go, go!
Ba Zunzun put down his wine glass, lowered his head and smiled bitterly.
He spread his hands and looked at his eight fingers, feeling slightly absent-minded.
Sealing the sword to the old age, I will become a saint... After muttering silently, Ba Zunzun raised his head and said seriously:
"I'm afraid that if I go and actually see her... my hidden sword skills will fall short."
Buzz!
The plants and trees in the Flower and Grass Pavilion were all frightened, and the spiritual sword trembled.
Click, click, click!
The wooden floor on the third floor was cracked with sword marks.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the pavilion protection formation exploded and shattered into pieces.
"Brother! Calm down!"
Hei Yezi was startled: "Calm down! Calm down! Take a deep breath, come, follow me, inhale...hiss, exhale...sigh..."
Ba Zunzhen took a deep breath and suppressed the sword energy in his chest that was about to burst out of his body. He felt pain all over his body and couldn't help but glare at Bai Yezi.
"Sure, I didn't mean it..." Bai Yezi shrank his head in fear and hid behind his sister.
Ba Zunzun once again picked up the wine glass and raised it to his lips.
At this moment, a faint sound of swords flashed across the sky.
The spiritual sword in the Flower and Grass Pavilion flew into the sky with a buzzing sound, and bowed in the direction of the distant Central Territory.
In the Sinful Land of the Southern Territory, countless spiritual swords flew up to the sky in shock, and followed them to bow in the distance.
All those who wore swords in the five regions felt this, watching the spiritual swords in their hands strangely flying into the sky, and bowed in a certain direction.
Everyone saw this scene.
However, after a moment, this scene was forgotten again, as if it were an illusion.
"Um?"
The storyteller, Hei Yezi and Bai Yezi, were startled. They looked at the spiritual sword on the third floor of the Flower and Grass Pavilion that seemed to have been moved, but also seemed to be untouched. They didn't know why and glanced at the eldest brother.
"What happened just now?"
Knowing that a glass of wine would never go down his throat, the Eight Lords stood up and looked at the Queen in the distance, murmuring silently: