"Junior Brother Bai." Even though Tang Zhizhi was wearing a Taoist robe from the Yunhai Immortal Sect, with black silk tied up, and a spiritual sword on his waist, he still couldn't hide his appearance as a heavenly being.
The girl is only fifteen years old, with picturesque eyebrows, exquisite facial features, and already graceful figure, enough to make those high-spirited young people fall in love at first sight.
"Is it you?" Before Bai Ze could speak, the young monk was surprised.
"Young master, remember me?" Bai Ze said with a smile, "May I ask my little master what I call you."
The Buddhist disciple in front of him was the young monk Bai Ze saw next to the white-robed monk Kong Chan when he entered Xang Er Town today.
"The Dharma name is Kongkong!" the young monk said. He was still a little unhappy when he saw Bai Ze. For no other reason than that the young man from the sect in front of him looked harmless, but under his handsome appearance, there was a deep hidden secret. murderous look.
Kongkong Buddha's roots are transparent, and one can see at a glance the serious sins in Bai Ze's hands.
"What's your name?" Kongkong asked Bai Ze.
"Bai Ze." Bai Ze said with a smile, "The flawless white of white jade is the beauty of the world. Of course, you can also call me Qingyang. Qingyang is my Taoist name."
Kongkong frowned, thinking that this young man had a murderous aura, but he had a good name.
The white jade is flawless and brings beauty to the world.
"Bai Ze?" In addition to the four people here, there are many people from the Qingming Sword Sect and the Xuankong Temple in the Yuelai Inn lobby. They heard the words and asked, "Could this be the Yunhai Xianmen who has been in the limelight recently? The Xianmen Bai Ze, the leader of the four young masters?"
"It's Master Bai Ze!" said the second-generation disciple of Yunhai Xianmen, his words full of pride, "Master Bai is a role model for our younger generation. His cultivation is still in the third realm, but he can already compete with the fourth level. He is capable of fighting monsters, and he has previously had a glorious record of killing two fourth-level monsters with his bare hands!"
"Oh, is it true or not?" The disciples of Qingming Sword Sect stared at Bai Ze's back in disbelief, "Three realms to kill a fourth-level monster? The strength of a fourth-level monster is equivalent to that of a supreme-level monk. This Bai Ze Is it so powerful?"
When Bai Ze heard the conversation, the corner of his mouth twitched.
But before he could speak, the last person in their team knocked the tea bowl on the wooden table gently and said: "The fourth young master of the Immortal Sect? Humph, his cultivation is at the third level of the Zi Mansion, and he is even lower than me. , can you have the strength to hunt down fourth-level monsters? This bullshit is a bit exaggerated!"
Beside the square table, Kong Kong looked at the two of them curiously.
Tang Zhizhi frowned slightly.
Bai Ze looked towards the man. He was probably in his early twenties, dressed as a disciple of the Qingming Sword Sect. He was leaning on a sword next to his position. He raised his eyes to look at Bai Ze, his eyes full of ridicule.
"What did you say?!" The second-generation disciple of the Yunhai Immortal Sect started up, and the other Immortal Sect disciples in the lobby also looked unkind.
Bai Zexin said it was troublesome.
The disciples of the Qingming Sword Sect were right. The three realms killed two monsters equivalent to the four realms. It was indeed an exaggeration.
"Brother, what do you call me?" Bai Ze pressed his hands, indicating not to be impulsive, and looked at the disciple of Qingming Sword Sect.
"Qingming Sword Sect, Cao Zhi!" Cao Zhi stood up, glanced at Tang Zhizhi intentionally or unintentionally, and said proudly to Bai Ze: "Since there are four of us in a team, I think the one with the highest cultivation level will naturally be in charge. What do you think of the captaincy?"
Bai Ze glanced at Cao Zhi, the fourth level of Zifu.
Tang Zhizhi, like Bai Ze, was at the third level of Zifu.
As for the little monk whose dharma name is Kong Kong, he only has the strength of the first level of Zifu.
Kong Kong shrank his head and said nothing.
Tang Zhizhi looked at Bai Ze.
"I think," Bai Ze narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Okay."
"Uncle Master?" The second-generation disciple of Yunhai Xianmen could not believe that Bai Ze had said these words, and felt extremely disappointed at the moment.
When I was in Fangshi, the second generation disciples were also present.
Zhao Weiyuan, who was in the supreme realm, made provocative words. Bai Ze was a big step behind, and he would rather break than bend, daring to compete with Zhao Weiyuan.
Now that he is out of school, why has Uncle Bai become so timid?
Doesn't the leader of the four young masters of Yunhai Xianmen deserve to be named a mere captain?
The second-generation disciple was not angry. Bai Ze was only in the first level of the Zi Mansion in the Mountain Gate Conference, but he could defeat Wang Han, who was in the third level.
Nowadays, Cao Zhen of Qingming Sword Sect is just a little higher than his uncle. Why is his uncle afraid?
"Junior sister, and young monk, what do you think?" Cao Zhen felt even more proud after receiving Bai Ze's reply, and even more contemptuous of Bai Ze, the so-called leader of the four young masters of the Immortal Sect.
Is this worthy of being such a coward?
Cao Zhen felt that the Yunhai Immortal Sect was nothing more than that. If he had passed the examination, wouldn't he have secured his position as the leader of the Immortal Sect's four young masters?
Kongkong nodded, but had no objection.
Tang Zhizhi felt strange and glanced at Bai Ze, but he didn't want to get involved with Cao Zhi, so he nodded in agreement.
"Okay." Cao Jie said, intending to show off himself in front of Tang Zhizhi. He was arrogant and said to Bai Ze in a very aggressive tone, "Tomorrow morning, meet in front of the Yuelai Inn. Let's go into the mountain!"
"Okay." Bai Ze said.
"That's it, Junior Sister Tang, I'll take my leave now." Cao Zhi smiled at Tang Zhizhi.
Tang Zhizhi was too lazy to pay attention to him and nodded again.
Cao Zong picked up his sword and walked away.
"Bai Ze, come here." Seeing Cao Zhi leave, the young monk waved to Bai Ze and said.
"What, what are your orders, little master?" Bai Ze saw his cute actions and walked over with a smile.
"Hey, let me ask you." Kongkong said in a low voice, looking at Bai Ze seriously, "You don't want to kill Cao Zhen in the Qilian Mountains, do you?"
Tang Zhizhi was stunned when he heard this and looked at Bai Ze subconsciously.
The girl remembered what Liu Qing once said to her. Bai Ze was honored as General Ghost by the garrison in the southern region of Yan Kingdom.
The young man in front of him looked harmless, and could even be said to be very easy-going.
But after all, in the southern region of Yan Kingdom, Bai Ze killed tens of thousands of ghost soldiers.
His murderous intent was so intense that when it was occasionally revealed, it made people feel like there was an abyss hidden in his eyes.
Not only is it bottomless, there are also ferocious monsters hiding in the abyss.
"Me?" Bai Ze said with a smile, "Do I look that bad?"
"Yes!" The young monk nodded seriously, because just now, when Bai Ze agreed to Cao Zhen as the captain, he narrowed his eyes. At that moment, he saw a trace of extremely dark murderous intent in Bai Ze's eyes.
Bai Ze just laughed.
"Since you call me little master, I have to tell you too." Kongkong looked at Bai Ze with a straight face, "The sea of suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will find the shore. Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!"
"Haha." Bai Ze asked with a smile and couldn't help but touch the young monk's head, "Did your senior brother Master Kongchan teach you these words?"
"Oh, don't touch my head!" The little monk jumped up from his stool and angrily slapped Bai Ze's hand away, "I'm filled with wisdom, don't touch it!"
"Okay, I apologize." Bai Ze raised his hands in surrender.
"I'm serious!" Kongkong said again, "Bai Ze, you have a lot of murderous karma, and you will go to hell in the future."
"Are you kidding?" Bai Ze said with a straight face, "Master Taoist asked me when I was practicing Qi. What I want is immortality. What kind of hell will I go to? Bah, bah, bah, little master, isn't it a bit inappropriate for a monk like you to curse me so casually? Too suitable?"
"I'm doing this for your own good!" The little monk blushed, "Why don't you convert to Buddhism and worship in the Xuankong Temple. As long as you let go of your obsessions, you will definitely be able to..."
"What?" Bai Ze looked at nothing like a monster.
This routine is wrong!
Shouldn't it be like his senior brother Kong Chan Master did to heal the old man Wang's leg, let people see the boundlessness of Buddhism, and then make Bai Ze willingly believe in Bodhisattva?
How come you go straight to the point and persuade people to convert to Buddhism when you lose sight of the boundless Dharma?
"You don't want to?" Kong Kong asked Bai Ze, raising his head.
"Let me ask you, will you come to my Yunhai Immortal Sect?" Bai Ze asked Kong Kong.
"Of course not!" Kong Kong was very angry.
"That's fine." Bai Ze smiled, "Me too."
Tang Zhizhi watched the two of them bickering, pursed his lips, and felt like laughing.
This little monk is really interesting.
The girl thought.
"Alas." Kongkong sighed and looked at Bai Ze with regret.
Bai Ze was amused by the young monk's expression and said to him: "Little master, when will you wait until you are at the level of your senior brother Master Kongchan, try again and see if you can save me."
"Really?" The little monk's eyes lit up.
"Fake." Bai Ze smiled, turned around and left.
"It's really bad!" The little monk snorted, furious.
