Hearing Huang Tianzhong jump out to ridicule the world again, Kuai Jian could only smile helplessly:
"Okay, okay, Lao Huang, you are right, but now the world is generally peaceful, and no big force dares to openly confront Tianwei City, right? Qingxutian is a slap in the face, but you see that he dares to fight against Tianwei City Are there people killing people in the city?"
Qingyun nodded when he heard the words. Although the two were just low-level monks with little knowledge, he could not understand the whole picture of Tianwei City with just a few words.
But if what is said is true, I am afraid that the Heavenly Guard Lord Su Wuzhe may indeed have puppets covered with thin threads, which are of little use, but there is one thing Qingyun thinks deeper than them.
This Su Zun may be really powerful, but his character often has little to do with his cultivation. Qingyun feels that his character is very good, but isn't he just a rookie in the Lingyin Realm?
Without real contact and long-term understanding, just as he did not fully trust Bai Zhizheng for the time being, Qingyun really didn't have much feeling for this so-called impartial and selfless Lord Tianwei.
On the contrary, he heard that Su Wuzhe later urged the demon clan to join the Heavenly Guard Alliance. This method made him feel intriguing!
Because the purpose of the original establishment of Tianwei City was to prevent the demon clan from coming back, I don’t know how the powerful people could agree to this idea of luring the wolf into the house. If there was no hidden secret, it must have been kicked in the head by a donkey.
Qingyun is not stupid enough to think that Lord Su really made the decision for the long-term peace and stability of Kyushu and the welfare of the people of the world. It is also possible that the tripartite confrontation is his real purpose. He can't help but think:
"I'm afraid Su Wuzhe is not a fuel-efficient lamp, but even with the participation of the three parties, his position may not be secure, but with his cultivation to their level, he is not an idiot, I'm afraid Everyone has their own little plans."
Lao Huang and Kuai Jian had some different views on the general trend of the world, so they would argue a few words from time to time. This just gave Qingyun a good opportunity to gain knowledge, instead of acting like a bumpkin who didn't know anything all day long.
In this way, Xiaoye and Huang Kuai talked while walking on the road, and it took less than two months to return to Bailian City.
When they met again, Bai Zhizheng gave Bean sprouts like Qingyun a big bear hug, which made him quite at a loss.
In his memory, he hadn't hugged someone like this for many years, and Bai Zhizheng's arms were indeed very wide.
"Brother Qingyun, you are finally back, but you miss Brother Bai to death!"
Mr. Bai, who showed a row of snow-white teeth, instantly raised goosebumps on Qingyun's back, scaring him so much that he backed away. Huang Tianzhong and Kuai Jian also looked at him strangely.
"Old Huang, what do you think Little Brother Yun looks like?"
Kuai Jian whispered.
"Jun, he is even more handsome than his daughter. I have never seen a boy more handsome than him."
Huang Tianzhong answered honestly.
"Me too. You said that although Mr. Bai is heroic, you haven't seen him be so passionate about anyone in so many years? Is that possible?"
"Ahem!"
Bai Zhizhi Zhengyuan Transformation Realm cultivation has extraordinary ears, so he heard the words of these two old boys clearly. He coughed twice and then stared, scaring Lao Kuai and quickly stopped talking.
However, their evaluation of Qingyun is one point higher. If nothing else, there are not many people in Bailian City who can catch Bai Zhizheng's eyes.
After some pleasantries, Bai Zhizheng led the three of them to his residence in the city to rest for a while.
As a matter of course, Huang Kuai and the others robbed two Hundred Meridians monks on their way, and then Qingyun did not abandon them and secretly reported the matter to Master Bai. After hearing this, Bai Zhizheng became even more satisfied with Qingyun.
To her, although he was one of the leading monks from the Haiyou Sword Sect entering the Little Secret Realm this time, he himself felt like a mirror.
Compared with the followers around him, the fellow disciples he led were just like white-eyed wolves. Unless he put a sword on their necks, not even a hair would be left for him.
But these followers are very different. Take Huang Tianzhong and Kuai Jian as examples. These two people have been following him since he was young.
Although the cultivation talents are not very high, it is not a big problem to cross the border and kill the monks in the early stage of Hundred Meridians Realm by joining forces, and they can also fight for a period of time in the middle stage of Hundred Meridians Realm.
The most important thing is that the two people's hearts are towards him. As long as he treats them sincerely, no matter where he goes, he will always be the winner with the biggest profit.
And if his fellow sects force him to hand over what he has gained, he is afraid that he will be unlucky if he leaves the small secret realm, so bringing some followers in is his biggest reliance on Bai Zhizheng.
Of course, there can't be too many followers. Haiyou Sword Sect also has its own needs and plans.
In principle, only one person from each sect can enter the leading monks of the Yuan Hua realm. This is also to take care of the face of the casual cultivators, because at the same level, the strength of the casual cultivators is generally weaker than that of the sect disciples. .
After all, the background is there, and if a casual cultivator in the Lingyin realm wants to enter the small secret realm, he must pay at least a thousand lower-grade spirit stones, let alone a casual cultivator in the Yuanhua realm, so this can be regarded as a kind of balance.
This method will not widen the strength gap between sects and sects and between sects and casual cultivators. Otherwise, even if they are both low-level monks, the gap between the two great realms has long been a matter of life and death. The watershed of death.
Holding another special elixir refined from the Five Snake Fruits in his hand, Bai Zhi's thoughts that were gradually drifting away were pulled back by Kuai Jian's voice from the sky. He only heard Lao Kuai saying with appreciation in a low voice:
"Master Bai, I think Qingyun is a very useful talent. He has already reached the late stage of Lingyin cultivation at a young age. From what I heard, it seems that the Nine-curved Sword Scripture you gave him was also used to cultivate sword energy. Although his qualifications are not as good as yours back then, he is still very talented, and his character is also good. If you can use him for your own use, you will have another capable person in the sect in the future!"
Bai Zhizheng smiled proudly when he heard this. He was quite confident in his vision.
The previous generous gift to Qingyun was regarded as a reward, and it also allowed his subordinates to know that he was a master who could buy horse bones for a thousand pieces of gold, and the subsequent Nine-curved Sword Scripture could be regarded as an investment.
If he can now take him into the small secret realm of Ling Jue Palace, if he can come out alive and be loyal enough to himself, then his second round of investment will be considered to have initially paid off.
Judging from Kuai Jian's report so far, Qingyun is indeed a young man with good potential. Then Bai Zhizheng turned his attention to Huang Tianzhong again, as if asking, so the calm old Huang said:
"I also agree with Lao Kuai's opinion. The most important thing is that he is still young and has great potential. As long as he is willing to follow Master Bai loyally, everything will be easy to say. It's just about his background..."
Huang Tianzhong's city was obviously much deeper than Kuai Jian's, and the concern he showed for Qingyun along the way didn't seem to be fake at all, but when he arrived at Bai Zhizheng, he finally raised his doubts.
After hearing this, Mr. Bai laughed, waved his hand and said:
"There is no need to worry about this. I have sent Bai Xuan to Qingshui Town to investigate during your absence. There is indeed a casual cultivator like the Eternal Sword Sect. No, he is not a casual cultivator. He is just a low-ranking person who belongs to the Immortal Sword Sect. The head of the sect. Many people in the town say that he has two disciples, one is his daughter, and the other famous male disciple has already left the mountain. In addition, he knows the theory of medicine, so he must be Qingyun. "
Hearing Bai Zhizheng's final conclusion, Huang Kuai and Huang looked at each other and smiled, obviously letting go of their last wariness towards their newly acquainted little brother.
Seeing that his subordinates were also satisfied with Qingyun's performance, Bai Zhizheng couldn't help but feel proud again, and then said lightly:
"Let's not mention anything else to him for the time being. We will talk about everything after he comes out of the small secret realm. With his character and intelligence, he will understand by then. Following me, Bai Zhizheng, will definitely be a bright and smooth road to heaven!"
Bai Zhizheng burst out laughing after saying that. Dressed in white, he was tall and imposing, with a strong aura of a heroic figure that made people admire him at first sight.
His character of attaching great importance to love and justice is well known around Bailian City, and he indeed thinks so himself.
However, Mr. Bai believes more in friendship and interests. This is the secret to win over people's hearts and to be able to rise to the top one day, so he also has a reputation for being generous and generous.
It's just that regardless of friendship or interests, these are all chosen by Bai Zhizheng for others. As for what he will choose, perhaps only he himself knows clearly.
Of course, our young man knew nothing about the three of them's evaluation of Qingyun. At this time, he had just finished his work in the guest room and let out a long breath.
There is motivation only when there is pressure. Yan Liangshan taught him from an early age the principle of being good at work rather than being diligent and playing hard. Now cultivation is the key to survival. Qingyun is studying and practicing as hard as a sundial.
Opening his eyes as warm as water, he took a closer look at the not-too-luxurious but quaint guest room, and he began to appreciate Bai Zhizheng's taste.
It is not that he is deliberately wary of Bai Zhizheng for no reason. On the contrary, Qingyun is extremely grateful to him. However, with the increase of experience and understanding of the dangers of the cultivation world, he no longer uses first impressions to evaluate a person.
If Bai Zhizheng is really a chivalrous man as his name suggests, he will certainly be willing to recognize this big brother Bai and even regard him as a confidant.
It’s just that these still need time to be polished. In Yao Mengxun’s words:
"Maybe the fate has not arrived yet."
According to the servants of Bai Mansion, Bai Zhizheng was not like other monks on weekdays. He lived in some remote and precious land in Lingshan Mountain and only returned to the city when something happened.
Mr. Bai has always been very down-to-earth and rested in the city, and their current house is exactly where he lived when he was still a mortal.
Qingyun's room is said to be a guest room, but it can actually be regarded as a study room. The bookshelves inside are filled with a dazzling array of historical books and classics of the world, including poems and paintings.
An old ancient inkstone is placed on the desk, various brushes are neatly placed, and even the wooden chair underneath has a texture that has flowed over time.
The strong fragrance of ink made Qingyun feel as if he was in the classroom again. As a result, the bed in the room became the most incongruous furnishing.
