Chapter 1288 Layout of the Ancient Martial Arts Conference (3)
Bai family.
Bai Hetu and Bai Xiannian, father and son, were having a secret conversation in the study.
Bai Xiannian's face was worried and he looked gloomy. He said: "Xian'er said that there is no secret of the secret of Qinglong in the retreat holy land. So far, the secret of Qinglong in the ancient martial arts world has not been cracked. Could it be that
, is Xian'er's White Tiger fate really unsolvable?"
Bai Hetu also sighed lightly and said: "According to ancient records, once the fate of the white tiger falls on a woman, only a man with the fate of the blue dragon can resolve it. As a father, I can't confirm whether this is true. Now, since the blue dragon
The secret cannot be cracked, so for Xian'er's situation, we can only think of other methods."
"Xian'er is still so young. He originally had great years, but he has such a fate. But I am helpless. As a father, I am really ashamed." Bai Xiannian said with a guilty tone.
Bai Hetu said: "First of all, please don't blame yourself too much. The fault is not yours. Perhaps, this is the disaster that Xian'er is destined to encounter. If there is a way to get through it, Xian'er will be safe and sound from now on."
Bai Xiannian's heart tightened and he asked tentatively: "Father, is there really a way to get through this?"
Bai Hetu took a deep breath and said: "My father also mentioned Xian'er's situation to Old Man Ye. At that time, Old Man Ye told me not to worry too much. He also said that the boat would go straight to the bridge. It seemed that there was something in the words, but it was more specific.
Yes, this bad old man doesn’t want to say more.”
Bai Xiannian could only say: "I hope everything will be as Ye Wusheng said, and the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge."
Casually, Bai Hetu and Bai Xiannian talked about other matters in the ancient martial arts world.
About ten minutes later, there was a gentle knock at the study door.
The father and son of the Bai family were talking. At this time, there were only a handful of people who dared to knock on the door. Looking at the entire Bai family, there were only a handful of them.
Bai Hetu chuckled and said, "Is that Xian'er outside the door? You're still not sleeping at this late hour?"
"Grandpa, I see you have been talking inside for a long time. Xian'er specially made a pot of tea and brought it over." As expected, Bai Xian'er's clear and sweet voice came from outside the door.
Bai Hetu's eyes lit up and he said: "Since Xian'er brewed the tea, I must drink it. Come in."
The door to the study room opened, and Bai Xian'er walked in holding a pot of tea on a tray.
"Xian'er, it's already a little late. You should go to bed early." Bai Xiannian said with a smile.
"Dad, I understand." Bai Xian'er nodded, poured tea for Bai Hetu and Bai Xiannian, and said, "I have been at home for seven or eight days. You also know that I am still a teacher at Jianghai University.
.So in two days, Xianer will have to rush back to Jianghai University."
"Returning to Jianghai University is just to teach students?" Bai Hetu asked with a smile.
"Of course. As a teacher, I also have to be responsible for the students." Bai Xian'er said, then turned her eyes and asked, "Why do you ask grandpa?"
Bai Hetu laughed and said: "According to Grandpa, I'm afraid that the female college student will not be retained. In this family, Grandpa's most beloved Xian'er will not be retained."
Bai Xian'er's face was startled, and she couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Grandpa, what do you mean by this? Xian'er was confused when he heard it."
"I'm afraid you are rushing back to Jianghai University. In addition to teaching students, you also want to meet that boy Ye, right?" Bai Hetu asked with a smile.
"ah?!"
Bai Xian'er breathed softly, and her clean jade face was immediately filled with layers of blush. She quickly said: "Grandpa, you are also happy with me now, aren't you?"
"Look, his face is red and he still doesn't admit it." Bai Hetu smiled and said, "Actually, that boy Ye is not bad at all. His behavior is in line with grandpa's taste. If you like him..."
"Grandpa!" Bai Xian'er blushed and stamped her feet. She gritted her teeth and said, "I, I'm going back to my room to rest."
With that said, Bai Xianer hurriedly ran out as if running away.
"Look at this kid, he's just a thin-skinned man. When a boy gets married and a girl gets married, there's nothing bad to say." Bai Hetu smiled and shook his head, then looked at Bai Xiannian and said, "About Xian'er
The problem, the most important thing right now is to make her live happily. Whatever wishes she has and what she wants to do, we try our best to satisfy her."
Bai Xiannian nodded.
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As the retreat of the Holy Land came to an end, all forces in the ancient martial arts world also began to fall silent.
Young disciples of some forces have gained opportunities in the Holy Land of Retreat. Therefore, after the Holy Land of Retreat has come to an end, disciples from some aristocratic families, holy places, and sects are concentrating on practicing and digesting the opportunities gained in the Holy Land of Retreat.
This makes the ancient martial arts world seem a little quiet now. However, this silence is only on the surface. It does not mean that the ancient martial arts world can really calm down. After the silence, there will be more violent collisions. Right now, it is just the calm before the storm.
.
Because, in half a year, the triennial Ancient Martial Arts Conference will be held.
Every ancient martial arts conference can be called a grand event in the ancient martial arts world. The ancient martial arts conference is equivalent to the moment when all forces in the ancient martial arts world show their muscles to the entire ancient martial arts world.
It will affect the structure of all forces in the ancient martial arts world, and the impact will be extremely huge.
The fighting and fighting in the secluded holy land is just a footnote to the ancient martial arts conference.
In addition, everyone in the ancient martial arts world now knows that Ye Wusheng has come back again, and many people are looking forward to what kind of sparks this ancient martial arts conference will produce.
This generation of Tianjiao disciples is extremely outstanding. It can be called a golden age. Tianjiao disciples with various extraordinary fates and special bloodlines gather together to determine the strongest one. This is enough to make people look forward to it.
Of course, some people will naturally use this ancient martial arts conference to make arrangements.
Jianghai City, Longfengzhuang, inner courtyard.
Zhan Long secretly came to Longfeng Manor tonight to have a secret conversation with the owner of Wu Manor.
The two of them were sitting in the inner courtyard, with the moonlight shining down, and the surroundings were silent.
Zhan Long picked up the tea cup. The tea in the cup was already cold. He still took a sip and said: "This time the operation to kill Ye Wusheng failed. But it doesn't matter. We can still carry out the ancient martial arts conference in half a year.
Layout. There is still half a year left, half a year to lay out, it will be more foolproof."
Master Wu's eyes flashed and he asked, "I wonder what Mr. Zhan Long has planned?"
"Tomorrow I will return to the capital to take care of some time. At the same time, I will go to see General Hua. If we can get that person from General Hua, Ye Wusheng will have no chance of survival at the Ancient Martial Arts Conference half a year later.
"Zhan Long said coldly.
The owner of Wu Manor looked startled and asked in surprise: "Mr. Zhan Long is so confident?"
Zhan Long nodded and said: "Of course. However, this matter has not been determined yet. Therefore, I cannot say more. As for the current forces in the ancient martial arts world, there are many who hold a grudge against Ye Wusheng. The Xuanyuan family, the Shangguan family,
Situ family, heaven
The Holy Land, the Holy Land of the Demon Sect, etc. In addition, the Guiyuan Sect and the Yuan Family will also stand on the opposite side of Ye Wusheng. After I return from the capital, I will make a good plan to unite these forces and give Ye Wu
The Holy Spirit sets a dead end!"
Master Wu Zhuang's eyes flashed, and he said slowly: "Ye Wusheng has a great influence in the ancient martial arts world. If he dies, it will definitely bring turmoil to the ancient martial arts world."
"Isn't this what we want? Only through chaos can heroes emerge and redefine the pattern of the ancient martial arts world!"