How could he compare to the man in front of him, who looked like the young master walking out of the painting.
Even if you just take a look at it in the village, it is very eye-catching and makes your heart feel comfortable.
Balian shook his head and was about to speak. Qi Yang, who was sitting on the ground with a frustrated and gray expression, suddenly brightened his eyes, looked at the sky in the distance, and shouted in surprise: "Master! Haha, my master is here!"
He thought to himself, what are you so crazy about? My master is a master who has been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years. When he vents his anger on me, I hope you can protect your Lu'er in time!
But then I felt slightly regretful.
This Lu'er looked really beautiful and lovable. He wanted to please his senior sister and win the beauty's heart.
Now that the deer is not his, if it passes through the master's hands before being given away, he is afraid that his sincerity will not be so sufficient.
Qi Yang's call attracted many people to follow his gaze.
After all, for these villagers, the fact that Qi Yang was favored by the immortal since childhood had already spread among the village tribes.
In his heart, he had great respect and admiration for his immortal master.
Balian also heard the unique sound of Yujian flying, and his eyes flickered slightly.
Looking up, he saw under a full moon, a man and a woman riding a sword together. The sword energy was green and rainbow, and they were galloping all the way. It was obvious that the sword wielder had quite good spiritual power.
Qi Yang laughed loudly, sat on the ground and waved his intact palm, saying: "Master, Senior Sister, I am here!"
"Ah... Immortal! Immortal has arrived!"
"The immortal must have seen our sacrificial ceremony in the mountain, so he appeared!"
"This is Qi Yang's immortal master! Everyone, please worship. If you can provoke an immortal to come, it will be great to get some immortal energy!"
Everyone went to worship, and even the unruly and arrogant Qi Yang reluctantly turned over in pain, kowtowed and knelt down, as if he was paying homage.
Balian was the only one in the field. Instead of kneeling, he slowly stood up from his half-crouched body, looking intently at the two men flying with swords in the distance in the sky.
The bones and muscles all over his body collapsed tightly, and his dark eyes flashed with vigilance.
I saw the man and woman on the sword, the master and the disciple. The man looked a little older, about thirty years old.
Although the fishtails in the corners of his eyes could be faintly seen as his eyes moved, it did not affect his handsome and clear appearance at all. The posture of riding a sword could not help but give people a gentle and elegant feeling.
Her long untied hair danced wildly in the wild wind of the night, with a leisurely and carefree smile on her face.
In his arms was a young and beautiful woman.
But her face was not as relaxed and calm as the man's, and there was a hint of frightened cyan in her pale face.
The clothes on his arms were stained with wisps of scarlet blood. He looked slightly injured and bit his lip with a charming look.
What Balian is wary of is not the two masters and disciples, but the overwhelming demonic aura that comes in the deep night with the sword, like the rolling waves of the sea, causing all the people in the entire mountain and forest to be wary. The creatures fell into deathly silence.
The group of mortals kneeling on the ground obviously didn't realize it yet, and they kowtowed repeatedly with fiery respect on their faces.
It seemed that meeting the legendary immortal was the greatest honor of my life, and I burst into tears of gratitude.
Balian's gentle eyes were extremely sharp, and he quickly sent a look to the deer on the ground.
The fawn stopped digging and playing with a tacit understanding, and its smart deer face showed a humane look of caution.
"Walk."
Without any hesitation, Bailian turned around and hurriedly retreated into the jungle. The fawn, with its strong body, jumped high and followed closely.
Unexpectedly, it was less than ten meters away.
In the sky, the sword-wielding man waved his sleeves, and a golden net of light covered his head. The speed was so fast that no one could react.
And the target is not Bailian, but the deer behind him.
The deer let out a mournful cry, and the golden snare was like a spiritual snake that crisscrossed vertically and horizontally, tightly wrapping around its body and limbs, cutting deeply into its flesh, causing the deer to scream in pain.
Even the two small antlers on his forehead, rich in the beautiful colors of the starry sea, became much dimmed.
Bailian suddenly stopped and turned around to protect Xiaolu without hesitation. He slowly looked at the two people landing in front of him with unkind eyes.
Qi Yang laughed heartily and said with a proud look: "Boy, where do you think you can run in front of my master? Master, his Taoism is profound, how can it be compared to your three-legged cat's kung fu? If you know the truth, why don't I hand you over quickly? Deer, please pay me for the spiritual bow that was damaged by you!"
Confusing right and wrong, talking nonsense.
He clearly lost the bow, but now it became his property again.
And the so-called compensation for deer has become a matter of course.
For the first time, Balian saw the shamelessness of human beings.
The man seemed to be descending from heaven, and his aura in his body was clearly disordered and irritable.
Even though he was being hunted all the way, he still maintained his noble and dignified appearance.
He nodded slightly without haste and accepted the worship of everyone generously.
He looked slowly towards Bai Lian, and said in a gentle but unquestionable tone:
"Young man, I see that you, the deer spirit, have opened its orifices and have been practicing Taoism for many years. If such a spirit follows you, it is really a waste of natural resources. Why don't you give it to me, and I will definitely give it a bright road."
The dangerous aura was getting closer and closer, and the man clearly felt it.
Cold sweat was dripping from the man's forehead, but he still smiled warmly and proudly, and continued to do the robber's deeds unhurriedly.
He didn't care at all about the lives of the mortals who were kneeling before him at this moment.
Bai Lian looked at him with a serious look: "Close the net."
The tone was still calm, but no one could hear the undercurrent surging behind the calmness.
The man shook his head slowly: "I am short-sighted and may not know who I am. Now I might as well tell you the truth. My name is Wen Yu and I come from Taixuan in the West.
The fact that this beast is able to enter my mountain gate is actually a result of seven lifetimes of cultivation. It is its great blessing. Young man, you must not delay this deer spirit fate for your own selfishness. "
here we go again……
Balian suddenly discovered that the contemporary decent disciples of the immortal sect all like to put on a righteous and awe-inspiring air of "I'll do it for you".
He clearly wants to snatch what is in your hands, but he behaves like a gentleman without any shame or morality.
Balian didn't speak anymore. He chuckled softly, took out the Autumn Water Sword from the jade in the blue water with his backhand, and inserted it into the ground in front of him with its sheath.
Although the smile is light, it is extremely calm and firm.
"Since you refuse to close the net, then just waste it like this. I want to see how long the great immortal, who has been chased by monsters all the way, can stay with me here."
"Space jade?! Magical weapon?!" Qi Yang suddenly looked at the jade ring between his fingers and the autumn water under his palm with bright eyes.
The pale woman in Wen Yu's arms also had bright and fiery eyes, and it was difficult to look away for a while.
Balian smiled slightly: "Let's see if you have any lives today."
The wages of avarice is death.
Today, Bai Lian finally understood the truth of this sentence deeply.
