The sword spirit shattered and the cave sky dispersed.
The fighting spirit in Bai Ze's eyes grew stronger. When he saw Tao Hongjing flying towards him, he smiled brightly: "Master, come again! The second sword!"
"Hahaha, come on!!" Tao Hongjing was furious and counterattacked Baize.
The spectators had just adapted to the divine radiance of the old man. When they opened their eyes wide, they saw a blazing divine light soaring into the sky between the mountains, overwhelming the bright moonlight, like the sun rising over the sea of hibiscus. The stars fell silent at night, and the mountains were silent for a moment. The fire started from nowhere and started a prairie fire in an instant!
"Gan, my eyes!!"
"Infinite Horse-riding Heavenly Lord, Taoist Master, I am blind!!"
"Hold the sun, it's so damn white..."
Everyone watching the battle was scolding, and some were frightened and dropped their flying swords.
"Hey!——"
The crane fluttered its wings, lost its direction, and rushed into the mountain with the monk on the crane, feathers flying.
The seven peaks of the Immortal Sect were all illuminated.
"Hahaha, Taoist master, I have become successful. Is this the end? Time passes without realizing it, and in the blink of an eye, it's night and dawn..." On Qiyun Peak, the old man who was reading the Taoist classics at night suddenly laughed out loud, "Hey, that's weird, my God. It’s all lit, why hasn’t the candle burned out yet?”
The old Taoist was confused. He opened the window and saw the sun setting in the mountains. He screamed, covered his face and cried bitterly: "Oh, what a shame! Master Tao, I can't stop, and I actually read my inner demon! Oh, oh, oh, God is unfair..." …”
The bright light came so suddenly that Qifeng Sichen's golden rooster was dumbfounded and stood blankly on the top of the tree, not knowing whether to crow or not.
In the past, when the purple air came from the east and the sky was about to break, these golden roosters would sense it, wake up, and crow to announce the dawn, telling everyone on the mountain that it was time to get up and practice martial arts in the morning.
But what happened today?
Could it be that the sun has gone crazy and popped out without even saying hello without emitting purple energy?
"Click, click, click!——"
The golden rooster at Mengdie Peak didn't care much, just redeemed himself and started to announce the dawn.
The Liufeng Golden Rooster heard the first horn and began to follow suit and also started to crow.
Chen Yang from Chiyang Peak had a confused look on his face. He came out of the alchemy room and looked at the clearly differentiated sky. It was bright in the east and full of stars in the west. He was shocked.
"My grandma's Heavenly Lord, did I burn out my brain while refining the elixir? Why is God so angry..."
Bai Ze has single-handedly brought disaster to most of the Immortal Sect.
But retribution comes quickly.
The day before, he asked his master for advice and was beaten violently by Tao Hongjing. On the second day, there was an endless stream of people who came to sit on Wangfeng Peak to inquire about Yujian's sword, and the momentum was astonishing.
"Chen Shi, Duansuifeng Sword Master, asked my junior brother about swordsmanship!"
"Tianzhu Peak Cui Xiao, Junior Master Wenjian!"
"Chiyang Peak Ganye, please give me the sword by my uncle!"
"Yuan Mengting from Mengdie Peak, Wenjian sits at Baize at Wangfeng Peak!"
"Qi Yunfeng Jia Yu, please give me some advice from my great uncle!"
"Wei Hua from Panlong Peak, Junior Brother Wenjian!"
…
Sitting outside the gate of Wangfeng Mountain, the people who came to ask for swords kept shouting, and they were entrenched at the bottom of the mountain and refused to leave, as if Bai Ze would not leave unless they agreed.
Cranes gathered together and swords came and went.
For a time, Zuowang Peak, which was originally the most deserted among the seven peaks of the Immortal Sect, was very lively.
"Hahaha, little junior brother, you still know how to do the job!" Pei Guoguo found Bai Ze and burst into laughter with tears streaming down his face, "Senior sister, I am ashamed of myself and admire you. This is the reputation of this immortal beast. Senior sister has decided to reluctantly give up her love and give it to you!"
Bai Ze's face turned dark.
From morning to night, he has been asked about twenty sword fights without interruption.
"Young master, when I've eaten and drank enough, let's see if I don't slap them!" Bai Ze said angrily, "If I don't show them some shame, they really think I'm easy to bully."
"Hahaha, little junior brother, you are awesome!" Pei Guoguo stood on tiptoes and patted the young man's shoulder sincerely, "Remember to be gentle with the dairy sisters in Mengdie Peak. When you grow up, you must know how to show love and cherish jade. oh."
As he said this, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
This was naturally a joke on Bai Ze.
Because among the twenty sword-asking questions, three were from Mengdie Peak. Bai Ze was too embarrassed to make a move. He who was afraid of his hands and feet when drawing a sword would not
It's really frustrating to make the other party realize that he is perfunctory.
At that time, Pei Guoguo and Dahuang were secretly watching the battle, and she was so happy that she hugged Dahuang and shook her. Several times, Dahuang yelled at the girl, cursed and ran away, following Lu Hao to the back mountain to cause trouble to the little doe.
"Sixth Senior Sister..." Bai Ze smiled maliciously, pretending to deal with her. The girl in red stuck out her tongue and ran away quickly, not letting Bai Ze succeed.
Xiaoman cooked the dumplings and brought them to the yard. Seeing that Bai Ze was devouring them without caring about scalding them, he laughed warmly and said, "Young Master, eat slowly, be careful not to scald them."
While Bai Ze was eating, he praised Xiaomanbao's dumplings in a vague way for how delicious they were. The woman saw Bai Ze eating happily, eating three bowls of rice in a row, her beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons, and she said with a smile: "Young Master just likes it, Xiaoman is very happy to be praised by him."
After Bai Ze finished eating the dumplings, he wiped away the fatigue from meditating. He wiped his sleeves on his mouth, greeted Feijian Chuyi who was playing with Jian Xi, grabbed the door and left.
"Sir, don't you take a break?" Xiaoman asked from behind.
"No rest." Bai Ze waved to the woman with his back, took off the gourd from his waist, took a big sip of wine, and followed the young man swaying on the first day of the new year, "Master, I have eaten and drank enough, I have to go pack up." Those grandsons at the foot of the mountain!”
Xiaoman laughed dumbly.
This was the first time he saw such a competitive Bai Ze.
Jian Xi ran to Xiaoman in small steps, tugged on her dress, looked at her little face and asked, "Sister Xiaoman, why are there so many people asking Master to ask about swordsmanship?"
Xiaoman was so cute by the little girl's ignorant look. He bent down to pick up the girl and said with a smile, "Maybe your master did something immoral last night."
"Ah?" Jian Xi was confused.
The child slept deeply, and the movement last night did not wake her up at all.
"Xiao Xi'er, sister noticed that you are a lot whiter." Xiaoman gently pressed his forehead against Jian Xi's forehead, teasing her, "You are pink and tender, so cute."
Jian Xi's face turned red and she looked around shyly.
Xiaoman was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Are you hungry? Let's eat dumplings too."
"Okay." The little girl nodded and said.
…
Bai Ze fought with the people who came to ask for swords on the mountain for three days and three nights.
In the beginning, Bai Ze could still hold his temper and take it seriously. Meeting those immortal disciples who sincerely asked for advice really taught him a lot.
But when he found out that some people had left and come back again, and those who had entered the palace for the second time and those who had entered the palace for the third time came hand in hand, he became angry.
Until the middle-aged sword cultivator who entered the palace for the fifth time shamelessly shouted outside the mountain gate: "Lu Wen of Chiyang Peak, Junior Master Wen Jian!" Bai Ze couldn't hold it in any longer and gave him a severe lesson.
From then on, most of the people who went up to the Wangfeng Mountain to learn swordsmanship were beaten by Bai Ze until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen.
Occasionally, if a sword cultivator didn't get beaten up with a bruised nose and face, he would dust himself off, wipe off the footprints on his buttocks, and fly out of Zuowang Peak with his sword. Those Immortal Sect disciples at the foot of the mountain would definitely be astonished by Shi Shiran.
"It's amazing, Senior Brother Cui, you were able to escape unscathed from Junior Uncle's hands!" Everyone gave a thumbs up and looked at the figure of the young swordsman in awe.
"My junior uncle is nothing more than that." Senior Brother Cui boasted with an arrogant expression, "Joining forces with Junior Sister Xiaodan of Mengdie Peak, I can be evenly matched with Senior Uncle Bai Ze and not be at a disadvantage."
Everyone at the foot of the mountain was shocked as if they were struck by lightning.
"Damn it, I'm really blind, I have no respect for this kind of thing!" The reckless man from Panlong Peak cursed, "Who doesn't know that my junior uncle has never been cruel to the fairy from Mengdie Peak? You really How dare you put money in your own face, and still act like a good boy when you get an advantage, it’s simply shameless!”
After saying that, Yujian soared into the sky and said loudly: "Wu Yun from Panlong Peak, come here to ask about the sword!"
Within a moment, the reckless man from Panlong Peak was kicked out of the gate of Zuowang Peak. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. The footprints on his butt were still imprinted on it. He had no time to wipe them off. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
Brother Cui showed contempt and walked away.
Everyone at the foot of the mountain was silent for a moment, then dispersed in a tacit understanding, and shamelessly went to beg the junior sisters from Mengdie Peak to form a group to whiten the lake.
Mengdie Peak disciples:???????????? ? ?
From then on, Senior Brother Cui's words became the bragging rights of those who successfully formed a group with the Junior Sisters of Mengdie Peak.
"My eldest son, Bai Ze, of the Yunhai Immortal Sect is no more than that. I think back then, when I brought my junior junior sister from Mengdie Peak to swordsmanship with him, I was able to be evenly matched with Senior Uncle Bai Ze and not fall behind."
The phrase "We are on equal footing with Master Bai Ze, not at a disadvantage" became popular among the Yunhai Immortal Sect and became a good talk.
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Landscape residence.
Bai Ze looked at Wang Han and Fang Sheng helplessly, and couldn't help but hold his forehead: "I said, you two don't have to join in the fun, right?"
"Old Bai, we are not just joining in the fun." Fang Sheng said sternly, "I heard clearly at the beginning that you and Wang Han agreed to spar after you recover from your injuries. You can't ignore one thing and neglect the other!"
"..."
Wang Han sat upright and agreed with what Fang Sheng said. He nodded and said, "Now that your injury has healed, it's time to compete."
As he said that, the young man from Judgment Peak showed a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.
Bai Ze was helpless.
When Bai Ze narrowly defeated Wang Han in the Mountain Gate Tournament, the indifferent young man had always been worried about this. Later, Bai Ze became a disciple of Zuowangfeng, and his cultivation progressed rapidly, surpassing him in a short period of time, which made it difficult for this proud young man to let go.
Now that they have come out of the Kunlun Secret Realm, the two of them have reached the same level again, both at the Supreme Realm. Wang Han naturally refuses to let go of the opportunity to fight Bai Ze again.
Although Wang Han already had expectations in his heart, he would probably lose in a fight with Bai Ze. But just as the grandmaster said that day, swordsmen should draw their swords against stronger ones, so that they can continue to sharpen their swordsmanship and reach a higher level!
Wang Han eagerly wanted to know how big the gap was between him and Bai Ze, both of whom were supremes.
No matter what the outcome of this battle, he was willing to accept it.
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