Mr. Fan was shocked when he heard this. He waved his hands quickly and said with some fear:
"You can't do this. You, the majestic White Swordsman, are my seniors. You can't do this!"
The young man in white laughed again, as if he was teasing Mr. Fan, then scratched his head and said:
"Okay, we can't do this every time we meet, right? We're not tired of it, but Zhang Qin is going to be tired of seeing her! How about you, Mr. Fan, do the same as them and call you Mr. Bai to save your face? Do you have to practice here for nothing? Cheng, you won’t deny me Bai Zhizheng’s dignity, right?”
After saying that, Bai Zhizheng winked at Zhang Qin who was standing aside, making her laugh and panic.
"Okay, okay, that's okay, that's okay, Mr. Bai, I'd like to ask you whether it's better to come here today..."
Mr. Fan did not finish his words. Apparently he already knew the purpose of the monk named Bai Zhizheng's trip.
At this time, Bai Zhizheng's face flashed with a gloomy look that was extremely inconsistent with his sunny appearance. He sighed lightly, then nodded slowly and said:
"Yeah, no, I'm trying my luck at Xuanzang again."
Fan Lao looked at Bai Zhizheng, who was a little depressed, and said helplessly:
"Master Bai, to be honest, it's just a drop in the bucket!"
Bai Zhizheng also sighed bitterly and shook his head, saying:
"Hey, of course I know, so what can I do?"
Hearing this, Mr. Fan seemed to know a little about what Bai Zhizheng was worried about, and asked in a low voice:
"Master Bai, I heard that Ling Jue Palace didn't specifically give many more places to your sect in order to ease the relationship with Haiyou Sword Sect? Why..."
Fan Lao glanced at Qingyun next to him and did not finish his words. He and Bai Zhi were old acquaintances, so both parties naturally trusted him, but Qingyun was an outsider to him.
Qingyun's mind was so vivid that he could see what Mr. Fan meant at a glance. Without saying anything, he asked Zhang Qin to take him somewhere else, which also gave Zhang Qin a chance to step down.
Just when he was about to leave, Bai Zhizheng stretched out his big hand and stopped him.
Bai Zhizheng first smiled at Qingyun, and then whispered a few words to Mr. Fan. Then with a flash of his eyes, Mr. Fan asked Zhang Qin to lead everyone to a private room on the second floor.
Bai Zhizheng's action clearly invited Qingyun, which made him hesitate a little, but then he thought about it, no matter which part of Xuanji Pavilion it was, there was an iron law prohibiting private fights in the store, and even Lei Jiang was aware of this. He was extremely fearful, let alone Master Bai, whose cultivation level was mostly in the Yuan Hua realm.
Moreover, he is just a poor and useless little casual cultivator in Lingyin Realm. Listening to Bai Zhizheng's words, it seems that he is a disciple of the local snake Hai Youjian Sect. What can this big brother covet for himself?
Immediately, he took the snake demon back into his treasure bag and calmly followed him into a private room.
Opening the curtain Qingyun can see that the furnishings in the private room are somewhat similar to those in the guest rooms of Geyu. Sandalwood, futons, and bookcases are all available, and there is even spiritual tea for guests to chat with. It is really comfortable and comfortable.
After coming in, Bai Zhizheng first answered Fan Lao's question:
"This is not a secret. As a local sect in Yuezhou, Ling Jue Palace should take care of the surrounding sects, and it did give me Haiyou Sword Sect a lot of places. But because of this, my sect has There were also quite a few differences.”
After a pause, Bai Zhizheng narrowed his eyes and said in a rather cold tone:
"This time our sect will be led by two Yuan Hua Realm disciples. It was not my turn originally, but in order to fight for me, Master had a quarrel with other elders and started fighting. I never thought that the elder would not be there in the end. The enemy actually played a dirty trick and shocked my master's heart. It's really abominable."
Only then did Qingyun truly confirm that the sword cultivator named Bai Zhizheng was actually the same Yuan Hua realm cultivator as the black-clothed witch Xiao Luoyi!
His words and anger seemed to shake the whole room. Mr. Fan quickly spoke to comfort him:
"Master Bai, calm down."
Bai Zhizheng took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled it, and then said:
"Well, I understand that originally this kind of injury was not a serious problem for my master, but if he goes into seclusion to heal his injuries, and I come out without a supporter, the things I gained in the little secret will definitely be forcibly taken back to the sect. Even if the master comes out of seclusion at that time, it is impossible to ask for it back."
After drinking the full cup of spiritual tea from Zhang Qin, Bai Zhizheng showed a trace of guilt on his face and continued:
"So, Master, in order to confuse some interested people, he can only pretend that he is not injured now, hoping that he can hold on until I come out of the secret realm. Hey, this is like this in the sect. As long as no one is killed, the superiors can just close one eye. Close your eyes, no, I'm here again to look for medicinal materials to restore Qi and blood for Master."
Hearing this, Mr. Fan also looked at Bai Zhizheng with some sympathy and helplessness, and nodded clearly.
Although Bai Zhizheng had not finished speaking, everyone present knew the meaning clearly. Some things can be explained in words, but some things can only be understood even if there is real evidence.
But Qingyun was wondering at this time, why did Bai Zhizheng let himself hear this? After all, if you want to act in secret, then the fewer people who know about it, the better, right?
In particular, although the man in front of him looks upright and upright, the current Qingyun is not the Wu Xia Ameng back then.
It's not that he's extremely wary of anyone, but he has a deeper understanding of the unpredictable nature of people's hearts, not to mention the Yuanhua Realm monks who would crush him to death like an ant?
Looking at Qingyun's doubtful eyes, Bai Zhizheng swept away the gloominess at the mention of his master's affairs and said with a hearty smile:
"Can I ask this little brother's name?"
As soon as these words came out, Qingyun suddenly felt flattered.
Naturally, Qingyun could not see through the cultivation level of Yuan Hua Realm monks, but looking at his Qi, blood and aura, he only felt that this person's strength should be similar to Xiao Luoyi and Eternal Life, so he quickly clasped his fists and bowed:
"I dare not, junior Qingyun, pay my respects to Senior Bai."
"Hey, I just told you to call me Master Bai or Big Brother Bai to save face. Don't talk about Senior Bai all day long. It sounds disturbing."
Qingyun didn't dare to call him Big Brother Bai, otherwise wouldn't he lose Mr. Fan's face? In the end, he had no choice but to follow Mr. Fan's example and call him Mr. Bai.
The sound of "Master Bai" naturally brought the relationship between the two of them closer. Seeing everyone starting to stare at him, Bai Zhizheng no longer evaded, and said straight to the point to Qingyun:
"Brother Qingyun, I just saw you selling the body of a snake demon in the Spiritual Yin Realm here. I dare to ask, little brother, where did you hunt this snake demon?"
What a smart person Qingyun is? In the blink of an eye, he heard what Bai Zhizheng meant from the conversation he had with everyone. He smiled and hugged Mr. Bai and asked:
"Master Bai wants to find the Five Snake Grass?"
Hearing what Qingyun said, Bai Zhizheng was immediately overjoyed!
He had the mentality of giving it a try. After all, the Five Snake Grass is not only a natural treasure that can help snakes and monsters unlock their intelligence, but it is also a good medicine that can stimulate muscles and stop bleeding. It has a huge effect on him.
"So, little brother, do you have one here?"
In normal times, this five-snake grass is not a rare elixir. It's just that since his master was tricked by someone, his energy and blood have been losing all the time. If he doesn't retreat to heal his wounds and eliminate the root cause, he can only use the elixir. To restore Qi and blood.
He had secretly sent people to search all the medicine shops in Bailian City for a long time. For some reason, this kind of medicinal materials were in short supply recently. As a core disciple, it was a tense period now, so he could not leave Bailian City without permission. This is one of the important towns of Haiyou Sword Sect.
But what he paid more attention to was not the function of the Five Snake Grass in nourishing Qi and blood, but its other uses. Thinking of this, a trace of extremely hidden venom flashed in Bai Zhizheng's eyes.
However, after seeing Qingyun shake his head, Bai Zhizheng's face was still full of disappointment, but Qingyun's next words made his heart fly from the floor to the rafters.
"To be honest with Mr. Bai, although I don't have the Five Snake Grass, I do have a lot of snake fruits produced by the Five Snake Grass. Although the medicinal properties are a little inferior, the quantity is better. I estimate that three snake fruits should be enough." A five-snake plant, right?”
Hearing this, Bai Zhizheng immediately beamed with joy, grabbed Qingyun's hands with a smile, and said eagerly:
"Haha, little brother Qingyun, how many Five Snake Fruits do you have? Tsk, I say little brother, don't call me Master Bai, call me Brother Bai!"
Qingyun couldn't free his hands that were grabbed by Bai Zhizheng, so he laughed dryly and said:
"Master Bai, you are so flattering. I can't call you eldest brother. Even Mr. Fan has to call you senior. Wouldn't it be confusing to call you eldest brother if I call you eldest brother? To tell you the truth, I only have about thirty snake berries, which is quite a lot." Let’s use ten five snake plants.”
Qingyun thought for a while, but still couldn't finish his words. In fact, he collected more than sixty five-snake fruits. After all, one five-snake plant can produce more than ten or twenty fruits when mature. There were many fruits beside the small pond. Zhou Yang picked more than three or four snake grasses?
When Bai Zhizheng heard the news that Qingyun had more than thirty snake fruits, he was not overjoyed but overjoyed.
He calculated in his mind that the elixir refined from one Five Snake Grass and other auxiliary herbs would be enough to keep his master's energy and blood intact for two months, and a full dose would be enough for him to use for two years.
With such a long buffer period, if I look for some other medicinal materials, I should be able to help Master hold on until he comes out of Ling Jue Palace! And he can't use so much at all, and the rest can be used for other purposes!
Bai Zhizheng didn't care about his identity as a core disciple of Haiyou Sword Sect. He directly put his arms around Qingyun's shoulders, which were a size narrower than his. He laughed and almost bowed to Qingyun in front of Mr. Fan and Zhang Qin. Got the handle.
However, Qingyun also understood in his heart that Bai Zhizheng was calling Qingyun little brother today. However, due to the fact that he was in Xuanji Pavilion, only he knew whether Mr. Bai was as easy-going and polite as he seemed.
However, Qingyun is very knowledgeable, and he did not mention a word about reward. Anyway, he picked up the snake fruit. If Bai Zhizhengren "knows the right" as his name suggests, then the reward will definitely be indispensable.
So he took out a total of thirty-six snake fruits in front of everyone without hesitation.
Looking at the table full of snake fruits, each of which was as big as an egg, Bai Zhizheng felt that he was really lucky today and met a noble person when he went out.
Although this noble man was just a young boy who was just starting out, Bai Zhizheng really accepted this love, because what he lacked most now was time.
PS: The White Sword Immortal in Bailian City~
