Chapter two hundred and sixty-four: killing people across the realm
When Xuan Xuzi thought about it many years later, he was still very excited, and everything suddenly seemed like a dream.
The crowd took the initiative to move out of the way, and various people on both sides, whether out of awe or other thoughts, looked at them with the same thought.
Fascinated!
Whether it is a younger, prominent figure or a powerful figure from all walks of life, a human instinct deep in the heart is aroused.
Heroic feelings!
Putting aside good and evil, putting aside interests, and putting aside prejudice, Bai Che has undoubtedly accomplished what people like them can only dream about.
"A dragon is coming out of Zhao County!"
"The world of martial arts is about to change!"
"This is the character of the Hualong Pavilion Pavilion Master in my mind!"
On this day, the battle in Nanjiang was filled with thunder, and how many forces in Daxia were defeated?!
On the viewing platform, those old men were standing high and enjoying all kinds of flattery for many years. At this time, their faces were gray and dull, and they were as dusty as dust.
Even if the position is still maintained for the time being, everything has changed. The dull face is just the most conservative. Many people even think that on the day of the Pavilion Master Ceremony, these members of the Council of Elders will still have the face to appear at the venue...
Let’s not talk about the storm of public opinion fermenting.
After victory, the next step must be harvesting, and it must be a safe and sound harvest. The Pavilion Master's Ceremony is just a gimmick in Bai Che's mind. What he wants is not these false reputations, but wants to use this as an opportunity to Baohua Dragon Pavilion's final victory.
At least ten years of peace and quiet.
"Master Bai, you are as good as the sky, but your strength in the small path is weak. I hope Master Bai will not dislike you."
On the way back, Xuan Xuzi did not immerse himself in the great joy brought by the supreme glory, but said these words instinctively.
If Bai Che had made him fall to the ground before, he could at least maintain a desire to climb higher, but now, Xuan Xuzi could not help but feel that he was too insignificant, and his sense of uneasiness was extremely strong.
"Taoist Master Xuan, stop thinking so wildly! Go buy some incense and paper money, and I'll pay my respects to Brother Cui Lie and my father..."
Bai Che has lost the aura of the devil sword and has regained his former pyrotechnic aura.
Xuan Xuzi stopped, his throat was a little clogged, and he felt greatly in his heart. In his previous lives, he must have had the opportunity to practice the prayer wheel by turning mountains, and only then in this life could he follow this supreme genius in front of him.
"Why are you standing there stunned?" Bai Che frowned.
Xuan Xuzi secretly wiped away his tears, smiled like an old chrysanthemum, followed up with a smile, nodded repeatedly and said he understood.
"Master Bai, it seems that the ancient talents are not that strong, haha."
"Master Bai, I didn't expect that those veteran members of the Council of Elders are strong on the outside but weak on the inside. If they keep their words and deeds consistent and don't kneel down to you, I will still maintain a little respect." "Master Bai, I just regret that Xiao Dao is too old, otherwise I would follow you," he said.
Maybe I can really step into the realm of transformation master in this life."
Xuan Xuzi was talking nonsense and kept mumbling.
Bai Che just smiled and said nothing.
In the battle with Ye Huan, he was the only one who knew the dangers involved, but he didn't intend to say anything more.
If his concentration fails even a little bit in the first few seconds, the temple's magical power of illusion will directly swallow him up...
The magic is so powerful that it can sometimes kill people across realms.
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"Brother Cui Lie, we will be brothers again in the next life!"
"Dad, my son is unfilial. If I had not been willful and had not hid in Qianzhou because of my own selfishness, maybe you..."
Sake was sprinkled in front of the tombs, and he moved to two tombs, knelt down and expressed his thoughts, while the strong wine went down his throat.
Xuan Xuzi followed behind, silently staring at his master, filled with emotion.
"Master Bai, you can't drink anymore..."
One glass after another of strong drinks, Bai Che's long-pent-up emotions completely exploded, tears fell silently, and the wine continued to flow into his throat until the sky became dark.
With the support of Xuan Xuzi, when he returned to the village in the city, he discovered that the area in the village in the city of Zhao County was very aristocratic. There were countless strange faces coming and going, but no one dared to come forward to disturb the old man and the young man.