"Seven or eight years ago, I was on the stage of life and death!" Bai Ran raised his head and answered calmly, with even a hint of curiosity on his face.
Chen Qiaoqian brushed her face and turned pale. After biting her red lips, she said a little stiffly:
"No? But I remember that Junior Brother Bai happened to go out once, and the time seemed just right!"
"Oh, that's because I was preparing for the Blood Trial, so I went out to buy some magic weapons and talismans, but nothing unexpected happened." Bai Ran denied calmly.
Hearing what Bai Ran said, Chen Qiaoqian was speechless for a while! She just looked at Bai Ran with cold eyes, and Bai Ran felt a little confused when she stared straight at her.
"In this case, there is nothing to say! Junior brother, you can go, I want to stay alone for a while."
An imperceptible look of disappointment flashed across Chen Qiaoqian's face, and she gently turned her face to the side, her voice full of tiredness.
Seeing this, Bai Ran sighed, knowing that no matter whether the other party believed what he said or not, this Senior Sister Chen would not bother him anymore.
This senior sister should have been able to hear his intention of keeping a distance and respecting him. And with his proud temperament, he would naturally not take the initiative to come to him one after another.
"Senior sister, I'll take my leave then!" Bai Ran hugged her with both hands, turned around and walked out of the garden without stopping.
After Bai Ran's figure completely disappeared, Chen Qiaoqian turned around and looked in the direction of the garden gate with complicated eyes, and whispered quietly:
"Who else could it be if it weren't you? The only person in the valley who had such strength and happened to be out was you, Junior Brother Bai!"
After saying this, she walked gracefully to a blooming peony, stretched out her jade finger and gently folded it, deftly picked the delicate flower, and put it under her nose to smell it gently.
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Accompanied by the fragrant fragrance of flowers, Chen Qiaoqian fell into deep contemplation.
Bai Ran walked out of the garden and let out a long breath. After shaking his head, he returned to the hall briskly.
Others were a little surprised to see Bai Ran back so quickly. However, no one was so ignorant that they took the initiative to ask about the matter.
Even if someone said a few jokes about Bai Ran and Chen Qiaoqian, Bai Ran would laugh it off without caring, without any strangeness on his face.
After a while, Chen Qiaoqian also came in. She still sat next to Zhong Weiniang with her usual expression and continued to whisper to her.
Seeing this, the others were naturally embarrassed to joke about the two of them, so they immediately changed the topic back to the battle with the Black Evil Cult.
Time flies so fast, and the daylight hours pass quickly.
The monks of Qingyun Sect have already returned to their respective houses and are making preparations for the battle.
Although everyone felt that their side had the upper hand in terms of the number of foundation-building monks and that victory should not be a problem, they were still extremely cautious. After all, no one would risk their lives by being careless.
However, when they think of the many benefits that can be obtained by wiping out the Black Evil Cult's home base, these people are still unbearably excited.
After all, there is no chance that these people can openly and honestly attack the monks in the foundation stage. Of course, they fight with the demonic monks. Except for the life-and-death fight with their heads on their waists.
This time, there are not just one or two cultivators in the foundation-building period of the Black Evil Sect. They must have good materials, techniques, and high-quality weapons, so they can get a lot of them! Especially those fellow disciples of Junior Sister Chen who came to help, in fact, most of them did it for this reason.
Just came here.
Otherwise, who would come here to fight for no reason based on empty words about eradicating evil cultivators?
Bai Ran also stayed in the house, quietly checking the puppet beasts on his hands, while the four friends of Mengshan stood respectfully in front of him, as if Bai Ran was their leader.
Speaking of which, since Bai Ran's fellow disciples arrived, the black-faced old man also wanted to get close to these foundation-building monks to see if he could gain some benefits.
But whether it was Song Meng and others, or later Junior Sister Chen and other monks, how could they take a casual cultivator like the black-faced old man in the Qi refining period in their eyes, and send these people away after saying a few rude words?
It made these people clearly realize that not every foundation-building monk among the seven major sects was willing to associate with them, so they became more and more in awe of Bai Ran.
"This battle with the Black Evil Cult, no matter whether we win or lose, there is no need for you guys to go. It's better to leave the capital overnight to take a break." The puppet beast in Bai Ran's hand flashed white and was put into storage.
Then he said calmly.
"But senior, how can we retreat in the face of battle!" The black-faced old man hurriedly spoke on behalf of others.
"This is not a matter of retreating or not, and you can't get involved at all. If you join in privately, you will just lose your life in vain. There are several high-level magic weapons here. You can take them one by one! You can count me as a senior.
A farewell gift." Bai Ran shook his head and said with a slight smile.
After saying that, Bai Ran brushed his robe sleeves on the table, and there were several gleaming exquisite magic weapons on it.
It's not that Bai Ran doesn't have excess top-level magic weapons on his body, and there are quite a few of them. After all, he has killed so many foundation-building monks, so his collection is certainly amazing.
However, he had no intention of giving them to these people. A few high-level magic weapons would be a good gift for these casual cultivators in the Qi refining period. If he took out the top-level magic weapons, it would probably be the opposite.
It will stimulate the greed of these people, and will not help him conquer these people in the future.
Sure enough, when the four friends of Mengshan and several others saw these magical artifacts, everyone looked happy and thanked them repeatedly. They also said that if Bai Ran needed their help for anything in the future, just go to Mengshan to find them.
The four of them were very happy to work for Bai Ran.
Now that he heard the promise he wanted to hear, Bai Ran simply gave them enough face and personally sent a few of them out of Yuejing City, which made these people even more grateful.
But before leaving, the black-faced old man suddenly pulled Bai Ran aside privately and said carefully:
"Senior, will the fifth sister not appear in the Black Evil Cult? Senior, there is no need to say anything. We and other brothers actually know it very well. Even the fourth brother may have guessed it. However, no one has revealed this.
It's just a screen window. After all, the fifth sister has fallen into too deep a trap, so she might as well not appear in front of our brothers again!" After saying these words with profound meaning, the old man seemed to have put down some heavy burden and returned to his respectful look.
He said goodbye to Bai Ran and left.
Bai Ran stayed where he was, watching the figures of Mengshan's four friends gradually disappearing, still pondering the meaning of the black-faced old man's last words.
After a while, Bai Ran suddenly smiled dumbly, and then returned to the city.
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After returning to Qin's house, the sky had darkened. Everyone in Qingyun Sect was getting ready in the hall, but he was surprised to find that the third senior brother was not in the house anymore.
Bai Ran couldn't help but asked in astonishment to Song Meng who was holding a blue long sword and scrubbing it:
"Where is the fourth senior brother and the third senior brother?"
"Senior Brother Liu is going to persuade Sixth Junior Brother again. If Junior Brother Wu agrees to go together, we will be more certain about the battle tonight. But in my opinion, Senior Brother Liu is just wasting his time! If Wu Xuan is willing to help, he will do it in the first place.
I won’t leave!” Song Meng said without raising his head.
"Are you looking for Sixth Senior Brother?"
Bai Ran frowned, and just when he was about to ask more questions, Liu Jing came back from outside with a strange expression.
"Junior Brother Liu, is your Martial Brother still unwilling to come? If that's the case, forget it. It doesn't matter if he is less or more than him. The nine of us are enough to deal with the people of the Black Evil Sect." Junior Sister Chen, who is from the same sect, looks like
The oldest male disciple said nonchalantly.
"If that's the case, that's great! The key is that this time, I didn't see Junior Brother Wu at all!" Liu Jing smiled bitterly and said slowly.
At this moment, everyone else, including Bai Ran, was startled.
"What's going on, Senior Brother Liu! Doesn't that coward live in a nearby inn? Did he check out early and return to the master's door?" Zhong Weiniang blinked her eyes and asked speculatively.
"No! I inquired with the owner of the inn. Junior Brother Wu went out early yesterday morning and never came back. And the clothes he brought with him in the inn were not packed away at all. It doesn't look like he was returning to the valley." Liu Jing shook his head.
, the words were full of worry.
After hearing this, several other people also started talking about it, but no one could tell what was going on.
But Bai Ran was standing aside, thinking faintly:
"It's rare that Wu Xuan is so unlucky that he was captured by the Black Evil Cult."
Maybe Liu Jing and Bai Ran had the same idea, so he looked at the sky outside and said decisively:
"Junior Brother Wu will discuss the matter later. Let's set off now! We must succeed in this battle and completely wipe out the Black Evil Sect!"