Balian muttered: "You can ask passers-by to pass the message on to you."
"We are neither relatives nor friends, who can help us spread the word? When those people heard that they were pig demons, some laughed and said that we were pretending to be gods, while others were so frightened that they ran away. Young Master, you are so patient and listened to what I have to say. It’s really rare.” The younger brother chuckled.
Bailian's heart moved, as if he had captured a certain key point, and then said: "Rare? But not the first? So...except for me, has anyone listened to the second brother's story?"
The younger brother raised his head and glanced at the handsome young master, secretly thinking that this young man is very smart.
So much information could be deduced from a casual sentence. He saw that this young man looked kind-faced, he was young and didn't look like a bad guy, and he had nothing to hide.
"To be honest, although we cannot leave Beiliao Town, just ten days ago, three immortals who claimed to be Banyue Palace came to our Beiliao Town.
By the way, the three immortals live in the guest rooms next to the young master. They said they would find a way to get rid of the pig demon for us, so we should not be anxious. "
Accompanying the Moon Palace?
Bailian secretly wondered. He remembered that Banyue Palace was a small sect of cultivating immortals. It was affiliated with their Tianxi Sword Sect all year round. From time to time, some of their disciples rushed to their White Camel Mountain to learn the cultivation techniques.
"Yes, it's just a pig demon. It's more than enough for the three of us to deal with it. Why bother with the Tianxi Sword Sect?"
Steady footsteps sounded from the stairs.
Balian looked for a voice and saw two young men in green clothes, with swords on their waists, walking down the second floor side by side.
The two teenagers looked young and looked no more than 17 or 18 years old.
But both of them had a hint of undisguised arrogance on their faces.
After Balian looked at them for a moment, he knew where the arrogance of these two young men came from.
It is really rare to have the cultivation of the third level of seeking Tao at such a young age.
The two people were attracted by the conversation between the younger brother and Bailian. When their eyes fell on Bailian, they were slightly startled, and then there was a touch of imperceptible disdain and sarcasm at the corners of their mouths.
One of the taller boys was obviously older. He looked down at Balian with a shake, his eyes passed over the 'Quansheng' on the table, and he said with a meaningful smile:
"It turns out that we are of the same kind. In this way, we have a sure chance of winning in killing the pig demon."
Balian frowned and did not answer.
The younger brother said in shock: "A person of the same religion? What does it mean to be an immortal?"
The tall young man squinted and said, "The one sitting next to you is a practitioner of immortality just like us."
The younger brother was stunned and his eyes almost fell out.
Not daring to sit any longer, he hurriedly stood up and told him no.
The three sects were established to save all the countries in the world from the invasion of evil spirits, so that mortals had a high respect for immortal cultivators.
Balian's frown deepened. He raised his head and glanced at the tall young man, and said calmly:
"Practice of celestial beings is not really called it, but I am just reluctantly embarking on the path of cultivation. Speaking of which, I am no different from ordinary people. I also need to drink water, eat and sleep."
Then he tugged on the second brother's sleeve and said: "So, little second brother, you don't have to be so reserved."
The younger brother, who was too busy to apologize, was startled, and for a moment he really didn’t know how to respond.
Balian was just talking about what was in his mind, and he didn't mean to target anyone.
However, he saw that the eyes of the two green young men were getting colder, as if his words made them embarrassed.
The shorter boy snorted coldly and said, "How old are you this year?"
Balian answered honestly: "Fourteen."
"Hmph, it's no wonder that you said that you reluctantly embark on the path of cultivation. At the age of ten, I have been seeking the first level of cultivation like you."
Balian didn't hear the intention to show off in his words, he looked up and sighed: "That's it, you are so awesome."
The heartfelt admiration made the short boy's face suffocate, giving him the uncomfortable feeling of punching cotton into the air.
The tall young man glanced sideways at his companion and said coldly: "He's just an idiot who doesn't understand anything. Why are you telling him this?"
Bai Lianyou frowned. He could think of others deliberately showing off their cultivation as not showing off, but his own ability.
But he was not a fool, so calling him an idiot so blatantly and directly made him really angry.
The younger brother smiled and didn't dare to stay here any longer, so he found an excuse to slip away.
"Um...young master, your tea is cold. I'll go get you a fresh pot of hot tea."
Bailian turned to him and thanked him: "Okay, then thank you, second brother."
In fact, he had already eaten, but he just saw the difficulty of the younger brother and didn't want to continue to embarrass him.
The waiter also understood the meaning in his eyes, glanced at him gratefully, and hurried away with the teapot.
Balian took two symbolic mouthfuls of white rice and then went upstairs with his sword.
In fact, Balian was still in a very depressed mood, because he planned to ask him about Zhongyou after asking about the pig demon.
Now that he was interrupted by these two people, it seemed that he had to find another opportunity to ask the younger brother.
Forget it, it's getting late, let's rest for a night and then hit the road back to the sect.
When he passed by the two young men again, the tall young man narrowed his eyes and suddenly called out to him: "Stop!"
Balian imitated his look just now, and gave him a sideways glance, and then said calmly: "My father has taught me since I was a child to keep me away from people who are not smart and uncultivated, otherwise I will be infected."
The tall young man looked startled, as if no one of his generation had ever dared to speak to him in such a tone.
His face became a little ugly and he glared: "How dare you speak to me in this tone? Do you know who I am?!"
"I don't want to know who you are."
Balian said calmly, taking steps without any intention of stopping.
"I told you to stop! If you want to leave, you can leave, but leave your sword!"
Balian finally stopped, turned around and looked at him helplessly and said: "You have a sword yourself, why do you want my sword? Besides, this sword is my thing, why should I give it to you."
The tall young man sneered in his heart and asked why? Don’t you understand the principle of law of the jungle?
Although he thought so in his heart, the tall boy felt that this boy was just a fool, and it would be a waste of time to talk to him, so it would be better to just snatch it away.
The five claws were hooked like sharp edges, and a faint glare could be seen flowing in the palm of the hand. The tall young man had a hard look on his face and clawed hard at Bai Lian's throat.
The tall, slender young man was a fourth-level seeker, while Bailian was only a first-level seeker. To this lightning-fast strike, Bailian was too stunned to react.
He never expected that the children of the cultivating immortal family would be so ruthless and unreasonable, and would take action at the slightest disagreement.
And judging from his appearance, he actually had no intention of holding back.
Bai Lian was trying to gather his Qi to avoid this blow.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, there was a chuckle from the silver bell, and something white seemed to pass by in front of his eyes.
Bailian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes caught the perfect glimpse of the white thing, which turned out to be a fat, white, big soup dumpling.
Then, Bian heard the tall boy scream.
The fat white soup dumpling hit the tall boy's attacking palm five times accurately.
With a snap, the fat white soup dumpling was naturally unable to withstand the attack of the tall boy's claws and fell apart from his palm.
However, the rich soup that looked very hot made a big oily splash in his palm.
The tall boy screamed and stopped his hand. Looking at his palm again, he saw that it was full of blisters, and his face turned extremely ugly for a moment.
Balian tilted his head in confusion, very puzzled.
When the tall boy struck, he clearly wrapped the attacked hand with spiritual power.
It was reasonable for the soup dumplings to fall apart, but how did the soup scald him?
"Zhao Baixun, you are just a young master of Ban Yue Palace. You are so crazy on the territory of Baituo Mountain that you openly robbed your fellow Taoist treasures. It is really a disgrace to Ban Yue Palace!"
A girl's sweet voice, as clear as a warbler's cry, suddenly sounded.
Bailian looked sideways and saw a girl with quite an elegant temperament.
Wearing a green shirt, she was leaning against the handrail of the wooden staircase on the second floor. Her appearance was picturesque and so beautiful that she didn't look like a real person at all. She gently held her chin with a jade hand and looked at the three people downstairs with a half-smile.
The girl's smile is innocent and harmless, and her brows are flexible, like a soft and gentle animal. Inadvertently, it can touch the softest string in people's hearts.
The anger on the face of the tall young man named Zhao Baixun suddenly subsided. He blew a few breaths of cool air on his injured palm and said, "It turns out it's you, girl."
When he said this, even he himself didn't realize that most of his usually undiminished arrogance had already dissipated at this moment.
The short boy beside him also swallowed involuntarily, his eyes seemed to be filled with surprise and fear.
He muttered in a low voice: "Why did this little aunt run out?"
Zhao Baixun shouted: "Tie Yun, shut your mouth!"
Balian looked up at the girl who was similar to himself and said, "Did you throw that bun just now?"
The girl hummed indifferently, and rolled up a strand of green silk with a slender jade finger.
"You don't have to thank me, but if you really want to express your gratitude, go buy me a bun. I haven't used it for dinner yet."
But Balian stared at her hand closely and frowned: "That bun looks like a soup dumpling freshly baked from the oven. It's very hot. Are your hands okay?"
The hand wrapped around the black hair paused slightly, and the pair of extremely beautiful apricot eyes almost narrowed into a line.
"You're really weird. I helped you, but instead of thanking me, you actually care about whether my hand is okay?"
Balian was silent for a moment and then said: "Thank you for helping me just now... Will your hand hurt?"
He is really a persistent person...
The girl smiled helplessly: "Since I can beat a dog with a meat bun, I won't be hurt by my own weapon."
Balian nodded with deep understanding.
The girl smiled brightly at him: "What a silly boy..."
The tall young man named Zhao Baixun had an angry look on his face despite being called a dog in a veiled way.
The injured palm hung down, hidden in the wide sleeves of the robe, and there was a hint of fear in the eyes looking at the girl.
And... unconcealable admiration.
The fear came from the steamed bun that hurt him. No matter how hot the soup dumpling was, it could hurt the physical body of an immortal cultivator.
There must be some special trick she used in that bun.
As for admiration, it naturally stems from her excessive beauty.
He smiled bitterly and said: "Girl, you and I are of the same kind of people, why bother to insinuate that I am a dog?"
The girl looked unhappy and said: "Who is the same as you? If you care about this, how could you take this kid's sword by force!"
Bai Li'an was heartbroken. They were not on the same page, but the second brother clearly said that there were three immortals.
So... they have a companion who has yet to be revealed.
Balian hasn't been born for a long time. Before today, he didn't know that there was a kind of person in this world.
He is eloquent when he opens his mouth, confuses right and wrong, and is able to speak out things justly for his own selfish desires.
It was Zhao Baixun who told him that such people existed in this world.
"Robbery? What you said is serious. If it is to satisfy your own selfish desires and greed, it can be said to be robbery, but it is out of good intentions." Zhao Baixun said with a righteous face, without any guilt or shame on his face. .
Bailian glanced at him silently, showing no resentment at this man's hypocritical sophistry. He just secretly walked up the stairs two floors.
Judging from his appearance, he wanted to quietly distance himself from Zhao Baixun, as if he felt that if he stood close to him, he would contract his bad habits of hypocrisy if he was not careful.
Although his movements were concealed, everyone present was a cultivator with sharp eyes and ears.
His little move was undoubtedly a cover-up.
Although the movement was silent and subtle, it clearly smacked of disgust.
Zhao Baixun's face instantly turned cold.
Naturally, that little move could not be hidden from the little girl on the second floor, but she was amused and chuckled.
"You can say that you have good intentions when you steal someone's things, but you also want people to be grateful and kneel down with tears in their eyes and offer the sword with both hands.
Well, I am taking your life now for your own good, so please quickly draw your sword and kill yourself..."
As he spoke, his beautiful eyes glanced out of the corner of his eye, catching all of Balian's little moves, and the smile on his face became brighter.
That smile seems to contain a colorful, carefree and charming girlish charm that makes people forget the vulgarity.
There is a smile on his face and his cheeks are tilted sideways. This world-famous smile is like the spring breeze melting the ice and snow.
Zhao Baixun already had feelings hidden in his heart. It took him a long time to regain his consciousness under this beautiful smile, and he coughed in embarrassment.
He continued to explain: "Don't get me wrong, girl. I don't mean to excuse myself. The girl came here a few days later than Ban Yuegong and I. We still don't know the situation of the pig demon. The three brothers and I have seen it with our own eyes." The pig demon is awesome."
Tie Yun on the side quickly agreed: "That's right, although the pig demon has not completely transformed into a human form, it is powerful and has a level of cultivation comparable to that of a human being."
Zhao Baixun's tone became softer: "That's right, I'm not talented. This year's eighteenth grade scholar is only seeking the fourth level of Dao. In addition, several of my fellow apprentices may not be able to successfully defeat the pig demon.
I saw that this young man's cultivation level was mediocre, but he was just a first-level seeker of Taoism, but he was carrying a valuable treasure. I felt regretful that the pearl was covered in dust. I thought that if I could use the power of the treasure to subdue the pig demon, I would be able to conquer it. It's a sure bet. "
Although he said he was not talented, the pride in his eyes was not concealed at all.
