They didn't know that the hidden edge in Qingyun's body was still shining with a scary red light, which was enough for him to break through the space and run away. Even if the Chang family and the Long family were chasing him together, the young master was not afraid at all.
If another ruthless character like the Void Refining Realm Shang Shanling pops up in the Thirty-three Realms, Qingyun will naturally have no choice but to sit back and wait for death. Let alone the Void Refining Realm, it will still matter whether these two third-rate families have any Concentrating Soul Realm monks in charge. an unknown number.
Of course, with Qingyun's current cultivation level, it is true that there is no life or death against the Concentrating Soul Realm. However, if the young master is to lose his skin, it is estimated that the price paid by the Long Family and the Chang Family will probably far exceed their expectations. oh!
"Ah what? Do you have any opinions?"
Qingyun glared at Hebai fiercely and feigned anger.
He doesn't understand. Although Long Qingdi is beautiful, at first glance, he is not an ordinary kind person. It is obvious that he is taking advantage of you! Why are you so ignorant, you black boy?
"No...no, senior, you are escorting me, this junior is what I want!"
He Bai's heart was relatively simple and simple. Even though he couldn't figure out what Qingyun wanted, he just couldn't figure it out and simply didn't think about it. Anyway, this senior's cultivation level must be very strong, otherwise Chang Linbai wouldn't be scared by him and retreat easily.
Having a young and powerful bodyguard guarding him is what he wants!
Contrary to the young master's expectation, Long Qingdi's eyes turned and he agreed with great joy. There was no trace of resentment and loss caused by the Qingling Fruit being robbed on his face, just like the man who repaid evil with kindness. saint.
"Thank you so much, senior. Not only did you save the lives of Brother He... Hebai and I, but you also took the trouble to personally escort us. Your generosity and kindness are truly beyond words for Qingdi."
"If you can't express it, you're an idiot!"
The young master complained in his heart.
Qingyun didn't know what kind of wishful thinking Long Qingdi had. Anyway, he couldn't really send these two people back to Baizhen City in a big way. At most, they would just send them outside the city, and then if possible, take He Bai with them.
The reason why he got the Qingling Fruit but hasn't left yet is precisely because of this mysterious "crane"!
Because he had an intuition that He Bai was probably an existence like himself.
"True spirit..."
Of course, all of this was just his personal guess based on the strange spiritual fluctuations in He Bai's body. However, during his brief trip with the two of them, Qingyun learned a bigger news!
It was precisely this news that completely stopped his idea of heading east to Jingzhou to find his loyal friend Yao Pofeng, and quickly changed his route to return to the land of China and Vietnam.
Let’s go on.
Tiehanhan Hebai found a place to hide and changed his clothes, and started to lively and happily as if nothing had happened. The young master and Long Qingdi remained silent with their own agendas, and for a while, the atmosphere among the three of them became a little weird.
Hebai has a free and easy personality, and is very cheerful and sunny. His inexplicable affection makes him keep asking questions about Qingyun, and he is about to find out the details of his ancestors eight generations ago.
However, with Long Qingdi, who is a well-known person in the city, it is impossible for Qingyun to reveal his entire net worth. Every key point is always passed over by him. The little girl is itching to listen, but she still can't grasp the clue.
On the contrary, He Bai talked about his origins, including the various processes of his acquaintance and encounter with Long Qingdi, and the bamboo tube seemed to scatter beans on the floor.
Consistent with Qingyun's innermost guess, He Bai was a casual cultivator from the nearby mountains, and his dead ghost master could also be said to be his adoptive father, but he was only at the Lingyin realm.
For as long as this black boy can remember, he has been walking and practicing in the mountains with his master.
"My master gave me many names, but they all didn't sound good to me. Until one day I saw a crane with feathers as white as a wall, like an independent immortal, so I named myself Crane because of this. The thing is, Master even scolded me for a long time, haha."
Speaking of this, the honest He Bai scratched his head in embarrassment. There was reminiscence and longing on his face, as well as the innocence and innocence of a young man.
"Pfft~"
There was just a pop, and his words even amused Long Qingdi, who had been silent.
"Ahem, I think this name is pretty good."
"Is it true, Miss Long? How about I change it back?"
Hebai stared at his big shining eyes, as if two white pearls were placed on a piece of black coal.
As if aware of his loss of composure, Long Qingdi quickly suppressed his smile, coughing lightly and shaking his head slowly.
"No, no, Senior Qingyun gave you a more pleasant name~"
She seems to be used to pretending for a long time, and even a little smile will make her beautiful and delicate face look a little unnatural, as if only tranquility, gracefulness or pity are the expressions she should have.
Looking at this scene, Qingyun glanced at the two of them and said nothing.
Time passed, and as his cultivation stagnated day by day, the master naturally aged day by day. Finally, a few years ago, his master finally reached his end and passed away, leaving behind the lonely Hebai and the wind and rain. .
The two of them are not too old, of course, they are certainly much older than Qingyun, but they have both reached the late stage of the Hundred Meridians Realm, and are not far away from condensing the afterbirth of the soul.
And He Bai's strength was three points stronger than that of ordinary monks in the late stage of Hundred Meridians Realm. After saving Long Qingdi, she called him Big Brother He.
"After running around in the mountains like a monkey for a few years, I was thinking about joining my master's old friends, but I guess there aren't many of those old friends who are still alive, so I wanted to go around the city."
As they walked, He Bai and Qingyun continued to talk about their experiences.
Different from the young master, although He Bai looks like he has been out of touch with the world for a long time, in fact he has been to Baizhen City many times with his senior father and is very familiar with the common sense and rules of the world of cultivation.
He even went south to Qianzhong City, but most of the time, he still lived with his master in a cave in the nearby mountains.
"My respected master was in the Ling Yin Realm when he passed away, but you were able to cultivate to the late stage of the Hundred Meridians Realm on your own. This qualification is truly remarkable!"
Qingyun said with a smile, but the corner of his eye glanced at Long Qingdi without any trace.
"Haha, I just practiced blindly, and I broke through as I practiced. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare go down the mountain easily without the cultivation of the Hundred Meridians Realm!"
"Um."
Qingyun smiled and nodded. As the chat progressed, he realized that Hebai had no memory of his childhood. What he saw when he opened his eyes was his old teacher.
The days of drinking nectar in the morning and looking forward to the moonlight in the evening may be a kind of enjoyment for the young master, but for the lively Hebai, it is a kind of torture. No, he has a righteous heart, and he encountered a man soon after he came out of the mountain. Long Qingdi was "hunted".
Qingyun knew that it was impossible for the girl from the Long family who had been walking in front of the three people and pretended to be deaf and mute to tell the truth, so he simply started with He Bai.
Fortunately, He Bai protected Long Qingdi and ran away and hid for a few days. Xiao Nizi seemed not to be wary of the somewhat cute young man, so she revealed the reasons why she was "hunted".
It turns out that although Baizhen City is small, at best it is only a few centimeters larger than Qianzhong City, but its name "Baizhen" is not groundless.
There was a huge spiritual vein in the ground near the city a long time ago. As we all know, spiritual veins breed spiritual energy, and spiritual energy nourishes all things.
Even though this spiritual vein has long since dried up after years of erosion, it has left behind very rich mineral deposits!
The Chang family, the original actual controllers of Baizhen City, are well versed in the search and mining of spiritual minerals!
Spirit mines generally produce spirit stones. After the spirit stones gather the essence of heaven and earth, they will slowly form spirit jade, and the mineral vein owned by Baizhen City is the spirit jade mine!
However, because of this, the Chang family has long become a thorn in Qingxutian's side!
It’s a joke. There is a gold mine in your yard but you don’t know where it is. But there are other people looking for it. Are you in a hurry?
But contrary to everyone's expectations, the Chang family had been stationed in Baizhen City for nearly a thousand years. Not to mention Qingxutian, no one even dared to attack them, not even the powerful bandits nearby.
This may be due to the fact that the Chang family has hired experts, or that it has a strong person in charge, but more importantly, the reasons behind it are still intriguing, so let’s not talk about it for now.
And the wealth of Baizhen Baizhen is not just because of the Ling Jade Mine!
"The Chang family is sitting on a golden mountain, how can it be overtaken by the mere Long family?"
Qingyun's voice sounded plain, but the sound of the two words was really harsh. He could clearly see that as soon as these words came out, Long Qingdi's footsteps suddenly stopped.
"There's a show!"
The young man smiled knowingly, and then he once again asked some questions that He Bai could not possibly know.
"Haha, seniors don't know something. Then the Chang family will only sit and eat. How can they be compared with my 'mere' Long family, which is full of talents?"
Long Qingdi's choking sound had a strong smell of sex, but it played into Qingyun's hands.
Therefore, it was impossible for him to be angry, and he continued to belittle her in a roundabout way, so that Long Qingdi could reveal more valuable information.
It turns out that the so-called Long family were not natives of Baizhen City, but migrated from the south. As for where their ancestral land is, Qingyun did not know.
However, unlike the Chang family, the Long family is good at identifying plants and collecting herbs, and even knows some rudimentary alchemy techniques, which is extremely rare in the remote southern Liangzhou.
In places with spiritual veins, the land is naturally very fertile, so the mountains and forests near Baizhen City are full of spiritual materials and endless herbs. Perhaps the Long family took a fancy to this and took root in Baizhen City.
Listening to Long Qingdi's meaning, although their Long family is small, they have somehow opened up the way of trade between the human and demon clans and become one of the few medicine merchants in Kyushu who can travel between the two places smoothly.
Even though he is the smallest and smallest kind, he has become the leader of Yuezhou Danding by virtue of this status. He knows the Dharma Eyes of Jingdongtian and becomes one of his guests. He provides his sect with spiritual materials and elixirs near Baizhen City, as well as demons. Specialties from the ethnic hinterland.
"I think the Long family can rely on Zhijing Dongtian to gain a foothold in Baizhen City and overpower the Chang family."
Qingyun thought silently, because when he first entered the practice, he already knew the status of alchemists and weapon refiners in the hearts of monks.
After getting to know Hua Yumian, he witnessed with his own eyes the spectacular sight of Yao Pofeng using her reputation as the "One-handed Medicine King" disciple to recruit a large number of loyal disciples in the thirty-three realms.
