Bai Shaoheng looked at Ding Xiaoyi's leaving figure,
His handsome, jade-like face became gloomy, and the cold light in his cold eyes kept flickering.
He really felt the extraordinary power of the sword carried behind Ding Xiaoyi.
He felt that the sword was more outstanding than any sword he encountered in the sword pavilion.
And he had a strong idea in his heart that he must get that sword.
"Mr. Jing, check the origin of that kid. I must get this sword."
Bai Shaoheng said coldly to a house behind him.
And the candlelight in the house suddenly flickered a few times, and a figure suddenly appeared in the house.
"My eldest son, our first task is to fight for the relic purified by the mountain demon. Can other things be postponed?"
A majestic and domineering old man walked out of the house.
I saw this old man with a red face and long beard, and a pair of red phoenix eyes with a sharp and domineering look.
"Don't worry, I want the sword too, and the Bai family will also decide on the relic."
Bai Shaoheng's whole body surged with a strong aura of confidence.
The sword intent around him turned into an overwhelming sword energy that spread out all around.
"Hey...",
After a slight sound.
The red old man was shocked to find that the stone pavilion next to Bai Shaoheng was already riddled with pores, and the pores were all caused by the sharp sword energy.
The red-faced old man's pupils shrank slightly,
The strength of the eldest son of the Bai family is becoming more and more difficult for him to see through.
Such a sharp and dense sword energy made even him shy away from it.
"The eldest master's sword intention is becoming more and more powerful. It is said that there are tens of thousands of sword cultivators in the world, but there are only a few who have reached the super level. The eldest master's sword intention in the realm of destiny is becoming more and more perfect. I'm up, but I don't know what level the eldest son's sword intention has reached."
The cousin's face showed a compliment, and he said to Bai Shaoheng.
"It's just the realm of Sword Song Mountains and Rivers. It will take some time to break through to the realm of Kenshin Wuzan."
Bai Shaoheng said extremely confidently.
Naturally, there are many brothers in Jiange who have reached the realm of swordsmanship with the sword chanting mountains and rivers.
However, there are very few disciples like him who have reached the realm of super-grade destiny and the realm of sword chanting mountains and rivers like him.
And he also knows that it takes opportunity to reach the realm of Sword Heart Immaculate Sword Intent.
And he felt that the sword carried on the back of the boy in coarse cloth could help him break through to the realm of swordsmanship.
That's why he asked the Bai family guard Zhang Jianchao to find Ding Xiaoyi.
"What the eldest son means is that the sword on the young man's back can help the eldest son break through to the realm of the sword's pure heart, right?"
The red-faced old man was extremely shrewd and quickly guessed Bai Shaoheng's thoughts.
"Yes, that guy's sword has improved my swordsmanship, so I have to seize that sword as soon as possible."
Bai Shaoheng's eyes were dark and his face was frosty.
Then he said coldly.
"So, then I understand. Our Bai family wants this sword and the relic."
The red-faced old man smiled and said,
And his smile made Bai Shaoheng's cold eyes begin to soften.
Ding Xiaoyi naturally knew that Bai Shaoheng of the Bai family would not let him go so easily.
And he didn't show any fluctuations in his cultivation, but he already knew Bai Shaoheng well.
"Brother Ding, are you back so soon?"
Zhang Jianchao saw Ding Xiaoyi returning to the North Courtyard, and he couldn't help but asked doubtfully.
When he saw Ding Xiaoyi still carrying the sword behind him, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"Oh, I'm back"
Ding Xiaoyi replied in a friendly manner.
"Well, Brother Ding, your sword
Didn't you sell it to our eldest son? "
Zhang Jianchao asked in confusion. He thought this was incredible.
Ding Xiaoyi is just an ordinary teenager.
If this sword is sold to the eldest son of the Bai family, it will definitely cost a fortune.
But Ding Xiaoyi did not sell the sword, which puzzled him.
If other people had encountered this good thing, they would have been eager to trade with the eldest son of the Bai family.
He knows the eldest son well. As long as the price is right, the eldest son will not buy or sell by force.
"Oh, this sword is a relic left by one of my elders. When I see something and miss someone, just think of it as leaving a thought. Of course I can't be so unfilial and even sell the relics left by my elders." ,
Ding Xiaoyi said disapprovingly.
"Yes, this is left by the elders. If you want to sell this sword, just tell me. I believe the eldest master will not make things difficult for you."
Zhang Jianchao patted Ding Xiaoyi on the shoulder and said, then he returned to his room.
There was silence all around, except for the scent of candle incense spreading around.
Although private fights are prohibited in the Buddha Temple,
But it was not absolutely safe. Ding Xiaoyi knew that Bai Shaoheng must be unwilling to do so.
It looked like tonight was going to be a sleepless night, and the corners of his mouth could not help but raise slightly.
Then he took out several jade slips from the Qiankun bag, and a ray of light fell on each place in the room.
After Ding Xiaoyi finished this series of actions, he fell asleep.
And those lights also disappeared into every corner of the room, as if they had never appeared before.
A shadow swept over from a distance, and the figure headed towards the North Courtyard.
The figure rose and fell like a ghost, and soon appeared in the sky above the North Courtyard.
The figure rushed towards a certain room in the north courtyard,
The figure didn't bring any movement of breath, like a falling feather, but it didn't even make a sound.
Under the bright moonlight there, a red face was reflected.
That person was Lao Jing beside Bai Shaoheng.
And he quietly got into a room,
He turned his eyes around and saw the young man in cloth who fell into a deep sleep on the bed.
He saw a long sword wrapped in coarse cloth lying next to the bed.
A look of joy appeared on the red-faced old man's face, and his figure turned into a mist and approached the long sword wrapped in coarse cloth.
When his figure appeared next to the sword,
He reached out his hand and quietly grabbed the sword.
All this happened silently, without any sound coming out.
The young man on the bed seemed to be having a wonderful dream, and he murmured a few words in his sleep.
The boy on the bed turned around and snored slightly again.
The red-faced old man couldn't help but reveal a proud smile, but the young man was completely unaware.
And the palm of the red-faced old man was about to touch the long sword wrapped in rough clothes.
At this moment, a strong crisis emerged from the heart of the red-faced old man.
"Hey...",
The red-faced old man heard a slight sound like air cutting.
The sound was very small, but it reached his ears clearly.
Just when the red-faced old man was frightened, the surrounding space trembled inexplicably.
Suddenly, the room was filled with criss-crossing sword energy. The sword energy surged up and enveloped the old man.
The sword energy was like a glow, turning into a force that tore the sky apart and shrouded the old man.
But the old man's heart trembled, and he had to release all his cultivation.
"boom……",
There was a loud noise,
The criss-crossing sword energy stirred together with the red-faced old man's cultivation.
The sword energy tore apart the energy released by the old man, and cut through his body like a broken bamboo.
The red-faced old man's expression changed drastically, but he did not expect that a miniature sword formation was actually set up in this room.
Although this sword formation was not very powerful, it was enough to wake up the commoner boy on the bed.
"hiss……",
A cross-cutting sword energy shot towards the palm of the red-faced old man.
The red-faced old man had to retract his hand and abandon the long sword that was about to reach his hand.
"Bah, bah, bah",
A sharp sound sounded like sword energy tearing through the space,
The red-faced old man was shocked. He saw the sword energy crisscrossing the room.
And his figure flickered, turning into a black shadow and suddenly disappearing from the room.
After the red-faced old man disappeared,
The sword energy around him fell silent again, and the house returned to calm.
Ding Xiaoyi opened his eyes, and everything was in his mind.
Ding Xiaoyi is another expert with extraordinary destiny, his eyes flicker.
He didn't expect that the Bai family was really strong.
In addition to Bai Shaoheng, there are actually other masters in the super-grade destiny realm.
However, the red-faced old man managed to retreat in time.
If he insists on taking the sword away by force, Ding Xiaoyi doesn't mind leaving the red-faced old man alive.
