Shang Ying never expected that she would be able to fall into the eyes of this sect leader in her current appearance, and she suddenly felt flattered.
The old man kneeling on the ground responded almost without hesitation: "Shang Ying can be favored by the sect master, it is her blessing that has been cultivated for thousands of years!"
Shang Ying said hurriedly: "Sect Master Su, Shang Ying is now a useless person with no spiritual roots. She really has no face to bother your sect."
"Shang Ying!" Shang Hong scolded, dissatisfied with his sister's ignorance.
Su Guanhai chuckled and said: "Who said you can't practice without spiritual roots? As long as the girl wants to, I have a way to solve the girl's current predicament."
Su Guanhai's plain smile was full of confidence.
Everyone knows that without spiritual roots, it means that there is no chance of immortality.
But this so-called 'thoroughness' seemed not so thorough in front of him.
If ordinary people were to say this sentence, they would definitely find it very ridiculous.
But these words were said by Taixuanzong Su Guanhai himself, but they have to be convincing.
Shang Ying opened her lips, but didn't answer.
Balian glanced at Shang Ying, then smiled and said, "Uncle Su, that sword looks very good. It would be a pity to destroy it."
Li Xuan's heart was bleeding.
That's more than good enough to describe.
Alas, what did he say just now?
Do you want your stupid disciple to drive out Sect Leader Su?
If he doesn't obey, will he suffer a little bit?
Who the hell is suffering now, oh my God!
If he hadn't been kneeling on the ground respectfully at this moment, he would have slapped himself twice.
By the way, what is this guy's name, Sect Leader Su?
Uncle Su?
What is this scenario?
I have never heard of any interaction between Taixuanzong and Zhongyou Dynasty!
Did this kid have such a close relationship with Sect Leader Su?
Then why did he bother to do that thing of picking sesame seeds and throwing watermelons, offending this big shot and instead foolishly trying to please the young master of the ghost sect.
What a stupid thing to do!
He was now absolutely certain that Baillian was not the one who killed him.
He has an elder like Su Guanhai, and he openly admits to practicing ghost skills in front of him.
And his disciple Shang Ying was an upright person. She said that this matter had nothing to do with Balian, so that was mostly the truth.
But he just believed in an evil idea and insisted on listening to his stupid disciple's words to make friends with ghosts, saying that it would be okay to sacrifice an insignificant fourth-level Taoist.
If it can be exchanged for the favor of the young master of the ghost sect, then it will be a great thing that will ensure a profit without losing any money.
The results of it?
Well, in order to please a small giant, I offended a big giant all the time.
With tears streaming down Li Xuan's face, Su Guanhai's somewhat mean voice rang out again: "Oh, it's Uncle Su's fault. Let's do this. If you feel distressed, Uncle Su will find one for you another day." I'll give you a better sword as compensation."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was dumbfounded.
Is this the way to compensate for things emotionally?
You old man, you are so awesome that you ruined Li Xuan's ancestral treasure, but because of your nephew's words, you looked so flattering that you offered him a sword in exchange for it?
You must have had some tricks to compensate.
If the child at home is so pampered, he might get into serious trouble, right?
You must have some skills in protecting your shortcomings.
Under Bailian's helpless gaze, Su Guanhai deliberately raised his hands and looked like he was surrendering: "Look at my memory. You are the young sect master of Baituo Mountain and the future successor of Tianxi Sword Sect. What kind of sword do you have?" No, there is no need for Uncle Su's sword, it would make people laugh."
Li Xuan almost drilled a hole into the thick snow on the ground.
What?
Who is this guy?
The young master of Tianxi Sword Sect?
Isn't he a practitioner from the Zhongyou Dynasty?
etc! etc!
wrong!
Zhongyou and Tianxi are married. If this boy is really the young master of the Tianxi Sword Sect, then his mother is the one...
Right! Right! Everything is right!
If he were the young master of Tianxi Sword Sect, it would be extremely normal for him to know some techniques of controlling and exorcising ghosts.
Even in the freezing cold weather, the sweat rolling down Li Xuan's back made his clothes heavily wet.
No matter how stupid he was, he still guessed that he was being used as a weapon by Zheng Siyan.
I thought this boy was just a young practitioner from the Zhongyou Dynasty, but she turned out to be the son of Ying Ji and the great master of Jianshan.
Whether it was the Zhongyou Dynasty or the Tianxi Sword Sect, neither one of them could be offended by him!
If both parties knew that the leader of her little Lihe Sect was forcing and coercing their beloved son.
Any one of the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi or one of the Yin Kings of the Zhongyou Dynasty would be enough to destroy his entire mountain sect and turn it into dust!
This matter... has no solution!
Balian looked up helplessly and met Su Guanhai's narrow eyes.
She was winking at him, with a look that said, "Look at me venting my anger on you," which really warmed and comforted people's hearts.
If it were in the past, Su Guanhai, as the leader of a sect, would not bother to use his status to oppress others.
Su Jing tugged at the hem of Balian's clothes and said, "I'm hungry."
Su Guanhai smiled knowingly and said, "If you're hungry, go home and eat. It's rare for your mother to have time to cook in person today."
Su Jing looked at Balian's longing little black face and suddenly turned slightly blue.
He shook his body and said in a very honest and shameless manner: "My mother's cooking can eat a living person to death. I don't want to eat the food she cooks."
As she said that, she moved the hand holding the hem of Balian's clothes faster: "Go home and cook."
Bailian couldn't help but laugh. During his two years in Nanze Mountain, he was "fortunate" to have meals cooked by Mrs. Su herself. He remembered that after that dinner, he lost his memory for two days.
Su Jing's statement that he could eat dead people was not an exaggeration.
"Okay, things here always have to be explained to others." Bai Lian subconsciously touched the Suzaku Qiankun bag on his waist, smiled slightly at Shang Ying over there and said, "Can you give me three days of hard work?" , I will definitely be able to find those two ghosts in the city."
Yes, there are two ghosts.
And judging from their appearance, the two little ghosts were obviously dug up from their mother's womb just before giving birth, brutally killed and then used to refine them into resentful ghosts.
Such a baby resentful ghost is extremely difficult to cultivate and the requirements are very demanding. For ordinary women, who have not cultivated their physical constitution and have no spiritual roots, such children are basically mortal.
To be dug out and killed is to be killed.
To refine such a powerful resentful ghost is more difficult than asking for one.
But Zheng Siyan was able to control two at once.
Obviously the origins of these two ghosts are extraordinary.
If Bailian guessed correctly, the mother of the two resentful ghosts was most likely a person with a very high status in the world of Immortal Cultivation.
He couldn't imagine how such a woman who practiced Taoism and transcendence could let her child be refined into a demon and driven by a mere ghost sect young master.
Slowly peeling off the cocoon, the seemingly distant conspiracy and truth are getting closer and closer as Bai Lian follows the slow and correct path.
Shang Ying looked slightly startled and moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she suddenly lowered her head with a sense of shame.
Seeing her appearance, Balian added: "Don't worry, he will be fine."
Shang Ying suddenly raised her head, with twinkling tears in her slightly bright eyes. She remained silent, then looked at Balian and nodded her head very seriously, saying, "Thank you."
Three days...
Zheng Siyan's eyes were gloomy, and his left hand hidden in the wide sleeves of his robe was making quick calculations, but before he could figure out what was going on.
The mountains and rivers in this area were suddenly silent, and the lightly falling snowflakes in the sky seemed to be torn apart by an extremely powerful force and danced wildly against the wind.
The thick clouds burned at this moment.
Everyone looked up one after another, and saw a thunder silver spear in the burning cloud light, piercing the sky from the sky beyond the sky.
Li Xuan, who was kneeling on the ground, felt the heart-stopping momentum.
He secretly glanced up, thinking that the shot that could penetrate heaven and earth was aimed at him, and he was immediately horrified!
Lei Wu!
It's actually the sharpshooter Lei Wu!
Although the Tianxi Sword Sect has thousands of swords, it does not mean that there are only swords in the Sword Mountain.
The divine gun Lei Wu is the only gun in the special collection of the Tianxi Sword Sect leader besides swords.
Li Xuan recognized the gun and naturally guessed that the big shot had also arrived.
Su Guanhai was also slightly startled. He didn't expect this cold-faced guy to come so quickly, and a knowing smile suddenly appeared on his face.
I thought to myself, these are still father and son, even though they usually seem indifferent and have a bad relationship.
But once something really happened, he came so quickly.
Zheng Siyan's calculations stopped. At this moment, he recalled the important conclusion that the man had drawn.
The gloomy eyes suddenly became extremely clear, and the smile at the corners of the mouth began to rise uncontrollably.
Balian knew his father better than anyone else. He looked at the thunder and fire spears in the sky that were constantly intertwining.
The blood on his face that had been touched by thunder and fire immediately faded away completely, leaving him completely white.
A dark fire hole was created in the pure sky by that shot, and the flying snow in the sky was torn and melted away.
The thunderous fire spread and split on the silver-white metal gun body, splitting the indestructible gun body into countless pieces.
The fragments turn into cones and break open the space!
Under the horrified eyes of Li Xuan and Shang Hong.
Boom boom boom! ! !
It fell on all sides of Balian, and Su Jing, who was very close to Balian, was directly blown away by the fragments of the gun wind.
Su Jing's eyes widened, feeling something bad, and subconsciously reached out to pull at the corner of Bailian's clothes.
Ignoring the sharp metal fragments that were flying all over the sky, the palm he just stretched out reached into the range of the fragments. The thin black hand was directly penetrated by a fragment, and blood suddenly appeared.
But she still didn't touch Bai Lian's body, and was blown to Su Guanhai's side by the strong wind.
Li Xuan was stunned!
Shang Ying was stunned!
Shang Hong was stunned!
Even Su Guanhai, who hurriedly helped Su Jing's body, was stunned and forgot to check Su Jing's injuries.
In the field, only Zheng Siyan was smiling happily, while Bailian watched with a pale face as the fragments deep into the ground under his feet suddenly grew into steel filled with thorns.
Thorns and steel formed a cage, imprisoning him within it.
Suddenly, Bai Lian's energy was locked and solidified, and his cultivation could not be changed even half a minute.
He exhaled slowly, completely covering up the fleeting sadness and loss in his eyes.
He raised his hand blankly and touched the iron cage.
The Lei Wu Hua Cage not only imprisons, but also has the powerful tearing and destroying power.
In an instant, his palms were cut with blood by the iron cage thorns, and the power of thunder and fire contained in the thorns instantly tore and burned his clean palms.
Injury upon injury, deep enough to see the bones.
As if Balian couldn't feel the pain, he tightened his palms and tightly grasped the sharp thorns. He looked at Su Jing with worried eyes: "Su Jing, your hand is injured..."
A deep blood flashed across Su Jing's eyes. She stared at Bailian's bloody palm with burning eyes, unable to say a word.
Baili Yu rides on the phoenix and controls the dragon. The dragon is called Shenglong. The spirit in the sword is called dragon.
The black and red Tianxi sword in his robe was extremely eye-catching in the snow. His eyes were very cold, and even the tall bridge of his nose was filled with coldness.
He did not raise his head deliberately. His sharp, perfect jaw possessed an innate coldness, and his handsome face was so cold and inhumane.
Even though he was looking at his biological son at the moment, there was still no warmth in his eyes.
The giant dragon hovering in the sky silently returned to its sheath, turning into the form of a rising dragon sword, hanging quietly on his waist.
As if forming a habit, the pale and cold palm pressed on the hilt of the sword very naturally and coldly.
He slowly raised his steps, and the red unicorn printed on his chest and clothes spread out vivid flames, surrounding him, and the flames were as intense as fire.
Bailian lowered his head and said in a very soft voice: "Father..."
Bailiyu's narrow eyes narrowed deeply: "You still have me as your father in your eyes?!"
Su Guanhai frowned deeply, but he misunderstood. With a dark expression, he tore off a clean piece of clothing from his underwear and bandaged his daughter's injured wound.
The gentle smile on Sect Master Su's face had completely disappeared. He scolded angrily with a cold face: "Bailiyu! What are you doing!"
Bailiyu tossed out a bottle of medicine and said coldly: "I have no intention of hurting her."
As soon as Su Guanhai reached out to take the bottle of medicine, Su Jing snatched it away coldly and threw it to the ground.
The medicinal powder made from expensive medicinal herbs immediately seeped into the heavy snow.
Su Jing stared at Bailiyu's back: "I don't want your things, let me go!"
Bailiyu glanced sideways at Su Jing, then quickly looked away. Instead of obeying Su Jing's words and letting go of Baili'an, Bailiyu bent his fingers a little.
The thorn cage suddenly closed in, and the sharp barbs were deeply pierced into Balian's body, like countless soft steel whips, wrapping Bailian tightly, preventing him from moving at all.
Balian fell heavily and fell to the ground. There were bloody and red marks all over his body. He lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment, his mouth was sealed and he couldn't even speak.
Obviously, Bailiyu didn't want to hear his explanation.
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