If he hadn't chatted with the servants of the Bai Mansion for a long time about Master Bai's past, even Qingyun would not have believed that this burly man with a long sword on his waist and a strong back was actually a scholar when he was young, and he was even an official!
With his figure, no one would even say a word if he was said to be a bandit leader!
It turns out that before Bai Zhizheng entered Taoism, he was really the young champion of a small country in the mortal world, but later his bookishness made him seem a little out of place with the entire temple circle.
After several years of official career, Bai Zhizheng did not establish the great career he had dreamed of when he was young. Instead, he was squeezed out by countless colleagues who fought against each other, until in the end, all that was left was the calligraphy and painting in this study.
So after seeing through the hypocrisy and corruption, he resolutely decided to resign and go home, instead of searching for the ethereal and boundless immortality.
Bai Zhizheng is simply very talented. Although he started practicing late, his hard work can make up for his shortcomings.
During the more than 100 years since he joined the Dehai Youjian Sect, he not only cultivated to the Yuan Hua realm, but also gained considerable power and influence within the sect because of his reciprocal and affectionate personality.
After learning this from Bai Fu's servants, Qingyun couldn't help but have a new understanding of Bai Zhizheng.
Recalling the plaque hanging on the nave when he first entered the White House. Qingyun was almost stunned on the spot.
What is written on the plaque are not clichéd idioms such as "The sea embraces all rivers" and "Tranquility reaches far distances", but four large gilded characters:
"Complicit"!
Qingyun has always felt that these arrogant so-called monks are nothing more than powerful human beings.
Since they are all human beings, where there are people there will be rivers and lakes and right and wrong. Bai Zhizheng just walked from one temple to another circle of power.
Thinking of this, Qingyun couldn't help shaking his head and laughing again. He didn't know if Bai Zhizheng had seen through all the helplessness in the world, or if he really wanted to use these four words to reflect on himself three times a day.
Not long after, when Qingyun was wandering around the Bai Mansion, he met the young monk who had given him the token before.
Thinking that this person came and went in a hurry last time, and he didn't have time to inquire in detail, Qingyun complained and asked the other person's name. This time, the young monk's attitude towards Qingyun was obviously much more cordial than last time.
"Fellow Taoist Qingyun is very polite. My surname is Bai, and my given name is Xuan."
When the surname Bai was mentioned, a strong look of pride still flashed through the young man's eyes, which made the young master suddenly feel a little clearer.
No wonder that among Mr. Bai's followers, this young man with low cultivation but luxurious clothes is the most proud of himself. He is probably a relative of Bai Zhizheng.
When he wasn't paying attention, Qingyun took another look at him and found that Bai Xuan was much more handsome than Bai Zhizheng, and his body shape was not similar.
It is estimated that they may be his descendants for several generations. After all, the life span of monks in the Yuanhua Realm is generally about five hundred years.
He could also see that Bai Zhizheng still took good care of Bai Xuan, and this was not only reflected in his clothes.
Although Bailiancheng produces silk, and many low-level monks raise a lot of spiritual silkworms for spinning, this is not something ordinary monks can afford. People who are covered with silkworms are not silkworm farmers.
This is just one of them, the other is Bai Xuan's cultivation.
He was similar to Qingyun before, but now he is a little lower than himself. However, even some monks who have reached the spiritual guidance realm will say hello respectfully when they see him. This shows that his status in the mansion is definitely not low, and it is very likely that he will be in the palace. The status of Haiyou Sword Sect is not low either.
After a brief exchange of greetings, Bai Xuan showed a hint of impatience. Qingyun excused himself and left first. He stopped bothering the young man and continued to wander around Bailian City to get a good feel for the scenery of Yuezhou.
Different from Qiyuan City and Qianzhong City that he knew, almost all those cities in Qingxutian had large or small teleportation arrays, but they were not set up in the residence of Bai Zhizheng, a disciple stationed in Bailian City.
According to Qingyun's speculation, if it is not because of Haiyou Sword Sect's lack of financial resources, it is because the Immortal Sword Sect does not pay enough attention to their vassal sects. Of course, it is also possible that the original teleportation array failed and was abandoned.
The peaceful days were like a fleeting moment, and the life of a god practicing daily martial arts was finally over.
On this day, Qingyun, as the younger brother, followed Bai Zhizheng and others and officially embarked on the road to Lingjue Palace. The quality of their trip now was much better than when they came back.
After all, Bai Zhizheng is the core disciple of Haiyou Sword Sect. As the talker guarding Bailian City, he has the right to mobilize the few flying beasts in the sect.
Strange to say, these strange beasts look so diverse.
There are cows, horses, sheep, tigers, leopards, wolves and so on. They also have spiritual power fluctuations in their bodies, but they are completely different from those of demons. They are very weak, which shows that they are not demons. Their low intelligence is no different from ordinary beasts.
However, Qingyun felt a familiar and inexplicable aura on them, which made him feel very strange, but he didn't think much about it.
Qingyun originally thought that everyone would fly directly to Lingjue Palace on these strange beasts, but unexpectedly, their destination was Haiyou City.
It turns out that Ling Juedian's sphere of influence is adjacent to the Haiyou Sword Sect, and there is still a teleportation array in Haiyou City. They only need to rush to Haiyou City and borrow the teleportation array, which can save a lot of time.
Doing this made Qingyun curse in his heart. If he had known that he would have waited in Haiyou City, why would he have wasted several months running back and forth in Haiyou City?
But what he didn't know was that if he had rejected Huang Kuai's invitation to return to the city, it would have been impossible for Bai Zhizheng to take him into the land of good fortune.
There were fifteen people in their group. Except for Bai Zhizheng himself, Huang Tianzhong, Kuai Jian, Bai Xuan, Qingyun and another follower named Zhao Xing, the rest were all inner disciples of Haiyou Sword Sect. .
The identity of everyone is also easy to identify. The inner disciples of Haiyou Sword Sect all wear blue robes and carry swords, while the others are as colorful as if they were running a dyeing workshop.
As a follower, Bai Zhizheng had already arranged for several people to be the outer disciples of the Haiyou Sword Sect, and even Qingyun got a jade identity card.
It is worth mentioning that Bai Xuan is both a follower of Bai Zhizheng and an inner disciple. However, according to Qingyun's internal criticism, he is probably a member of the back door.
Because one of the thresholds for Haiyou Sword Sect to enter the inner gate is to have at least a perfect cultivation level in the Lingyin Realm. This Bai Xuan is not even as good as the current Qingyun, let alone a perfect Lingyin Realm.
And because among the crowd, only Zhao Xing and the other three disciples of the Haiyou Sword Sect have reached the Hundred Meridians Realm, and the rest are almost the same in strength, and even the age is about the same, this makes everyone have more topics to talk about. stand up.
Mr. Bai is a bold and easy-going person, so he can make people talk nonsense.
In his spare time that evening, Bai Zhizheng told everyone in advance the current attitude of all forces so that everyone could have a clear idea.
According to the latest information from the Haiyou Sword Sect, so far, only Jing Citian among the four sects in the Three Days has made a clear response, saying that there will be disciples entering the small secret realm to practice, while the intentions of the other six giants seem unclear. .
"I don't know if those top-notch sects look down on this fragment of a small world, but let's hope for the best for ourselves. I just pray that Dan Lin from Qingxu Tian doesn't come, otherwise I won't be called Bai Zhizheng. , I will be beaten until I am an idiot."
Everyone laughed wildly when they heard this, and Qingyun was also amused by Bai Zhizheng's self-deprecating remarks that showed no respect for superiors and inferiors. He thought that he didn't have any airs about the juniors. No wonder he was so popular in the Haiyou Sword Sect.
At this time, a monk from the Hundred Meridians Realm interjected and asked:
"Senior Bai, we have certainly heard of Senior Dan Lin's name, but apart from him, are there any other strong men coming?"
He first took the wine gourd handed by Bai Xuan, raised his head and took a sip, and then Bai Zhizheng said loudly:
"I told you not to call me Senior Bai. To save face, I will call you Brother Bai. If you don't like it, just call me Master Bai like their young men. We are all from the same school, so don't be so formal."
Hearing this, the man no longer acted pretentiously. He cupped his hands and smiled and called him "Master Bai" politely. However, Qingyun always felt that the Hundred Meridians Realm cultivator's smile was a bit insincere.
"Why are there so many hypocrites in this world who hide their knives in their smiles?"
Qingyun also laughed together with a happy face, but there was a cold secret in his heart.
While listening to Bai Zhizheng's analysis of the various forces that came this time, Qingyun also took out a small wine gourd from his treasure bag, pulled out the stopper and took a quick sip.
Somehow, after two or three times, he actually fell in love with this hot, yet endlessly memorable and wonderful feeling. During the time he lived in Baifu, Qingyun often went to nearby restaurants to have a drink. A few mouthfuls.
Of course, what he is drinking now is not some liquor brewed from ordinary grains, but a jar of unknown spiritual wine that may have been covered in dust for hundreds of years in the treasure bag given to him by the Hundred Meridians Realm monk in Huang Tianzhong!
This spiritual wine tastes soft, but is extremely hot when it enters the stomach. The spiritual energy that melts will be instantly integrated into the monk's flesh and blood, making Qingyun unable to drink too much, otherwise there is a risk of damaging the internal organs.
Fortunately, its physical power is strong and it is absorbed very quickly. It is no problem to drink a few mouthfuls a day, and it is also very beneficial to the improvement of cultivation.
For this reason, he also spent a lot of spiritual stones to buy a gourd containing spiritual wine to prevent the spiritual energy from leaking out and causing trouble.
Of course, even for this lowest-level magic weapon, the stingy Qingyun couldn't bear to go to my Yangyang Daxuanji Pavilion to buy it. He just found a small shop and picked a practical one. Everything about the appearance was just a cloud. .
But except for this jar of spiritual wine, the Hundred Meridians Realm monk left no legacy that surprised him.
In other words, how much money was his sword and treasure bag worth? Except for the fact that he sold them for a few spiritual stones, the rest were all treated as rubbish and given to the servants of the Bai Mansion who were not highly cultivated as a token of gratitude. Many days of care.
PS: Isn’t it too realistic?
