Chapter 1398 Genius Has Always Been Hard to Come by, the Continent's Swordsman Worships Wuming

Chapter 1402 Geniuses have always been so difficult, the continent's sword is so great that it is worth mentioning

Southern Region, Half Moon Bay, Flower and Grass Pavilion.

This three-story pavilion is frequented all year round, and all of them are the most beautiful women in the world.

Even Li Fugui, who holds the "Eighteen Orders of Flowers and Grass", rarely has the opportunity to enter the pavilion because he is on business outside.

Therefore, it can be said that there are basically no men in the Flower and Grass Pavilion.

At this moment, with the sound of "tapping" footsteps, under the gaze of several beauties on the second floor of the Flower and Grass Pavilion, two men walked up the stairs calmly.

Men!

One of them only has the cultivation level of entering Taixu.

The other one does not even have spiritual fluctuations, like an ordinary person.

But they took one step after another, like the arrival of the Saint Emperor, bringing a great sense of oppression that made people unable to breathe.

"This..."

Several beauties were stunned, and for the first time there was obvious panic in the Flower and Grass Pavilion.

Half Moon Bay does not allow the existence of semi-saints and above, the highest is only Taixu, then who can have such momentum?

And if these two men were allowed to walk up to the third floor like this, the two Pavilion Masters would blame them, and it would be worth dying!

But to talk about stopping them...

It was completely impossible!

Even Taixu couldn't move!

"Your Excellency..."

Someone wanted to speak, and the sword on his waist trembled, bursting with sharp sword energy, and actually hurt the owner!

Everyone's pupils condensed, and then they noticed the scar on the mortal's neck and saw that his hand had only eight fingers.

At this moment, several beauties opened their red lips at the same time, and the second floor of the Flower and Grass Pavilion seemed to light up.

"Hush." ​​

The storyteller smiled and turned his head to shush, pointed to the top of his head, and then shook his head.

"Hmm, hmm!"

Several beauties nodded like pounding garlic, each suppressing the excitement in their eyes, and some secretly covered their lips and whispered.

"Eight..."

Ta-t-t.

The footsteps came, Bai Yezi still pouted and hummed a little tune, concentrating on changing the water for the Han Palace Laurel by the window.

This is the favorite flower of the eldest brother, from the Han Palace Emperor Realm, and of course it is also the favorite flower of Sister Yue.

I can't remember what it was like the last time I saw them.

However, every time Bai Yezi changed the water for Han Gong Yuegui, she could see the fairy couple smiling at each other, and she couldn't help but smile.

This time was no exception.

"Xiao Kui, help me get a pot..."

When Bai Yezi turned around while holding the vase and giving instructions, she was stunned.

Because the owner of the footsteps was not Xiao Kui, but the person in the illusion!

What was different from the past was that the white clothes of that person were no longer spotless.

Next to him, it was not Sister Yue, but a figure of a man in a red skirt.

"Tap."

The sound finally stopped at the entrance of the third-floor attic.

Bai Yezi loosened her hands, and the vase fell to the ground with a snap. She held her cheeks:

"Ah!!!"

A scream broke the whole flower and grass pavilion.

Heiyezi, who was sitting at the dressing table in the back, writing something, frowned, turned away with an angry look, and was about to scold.

Click.

The brush in her hand fell on the white paper, staining the family letter black, and her pupils enlarged little by little.

"Ah!!!"

The real master behind the scenes of Huacao Pavilion, who was usually dignified, serious, and indifferent, and even Thirteen Jueshe rarely had an emotional fluctuation once a year, screamed in the same way as her sister.

No image!

"Big pot?!"

"Big brother?"

Two figures, with the force of an arrow from a bow, broke through the void and rushed to the two figures at the stairs. They were surprised and wanted to hug the man in their arms.

"My dear, this is not a hug, your sister Yue will be unhappy..."

The storyteller held one in each hand and hurriedly stopped the two sisters.

"Ning Honghong! Let me go! I'll fight you!" Bai Yezi cried and pulled the storyteller's hand, but couldn't get rid of the obstacle.

"..." Hei Yezi also glared at this guy angrily, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Oh, you two only have him as your brother in your eyes, and don't have me as your brother, right? After so many years of not seeing each other, what's wrong with hugging me? Are you not happy?"

"What do you care! Ning Honghong, let me go!"

Bai Yezi couldn't get rid of the storyteller, and was so anxious that tears were falling. He simply opened his mouth and was about to bite like an angry puppy.

"Okay."

Bazun'an waved his hand and laughed, walked past the three people who were fighting, and walked towards the tea table.

"Tea!" Hei Yezi hurriedly said.

"Oh, okay." Bai Yezi hurriedly wiped the tea table with his sleeves, set up the tea set, ran to the kettle and found that there was no water. He was so anxious that tears were rolling, and he started to circle on the spot.

"Wine!" Hei Yezi remembered something.

"Ah, yes." Bai Yezi slapped his head, rummaged through the ring, and took out a few bottles of wine. He wiped his eyes and shook his head, rushed under the bed without any ladylike image, opened the box, and took out a wine jar.

Pop.

The wine cork was pulled out, and the aroma filled the air.

"Cakes!" Hei Yezi took the wine jar, looked at the table that was obviously missing something, and called again.

"Yes, there are cakes..." Bai Yezi ran away with his shoes, rushed to the stairs, and suddenly burst into tears, "Why don't you run, why am I the one running!"

"Didn't you just learn how to make laurel cakes?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuah, I want to make cakes for my elder brother myself..." Bai Yezi muttered a few words, and was about to rush down to the second floor with bare feet. Suddenly, he leaned on the armrest and turned around, looking at the figure in white eagerly. "On the second floor, you can't see my elder brother..."

"Puch." The storyteller immediately covered his mouth and laughed.

"Okay, no need for pastries, we're just passing by and we can't stay long." Bazun Shu shook his head and poured wine for a few people.

The third floor of the Flower and Grass Pavilion suddenly became quiet.

You can hear the needle drop.

"Wow!"

The uncontrollable crying broke away from the sound insulation barrier and could be heard on the first and second floors of the attic.

Lord Bai Yezi...

Cried……

Howling? !

This is amazing.

However, the thirteen beauties downstairs looked at each other in dismay, as if they had not heard anything, and did not dare to go up and disturb the happy gathering.

"Woo, stay one more day, just one more day!" Bai Yezi hugged Bazun's calf on the third floor of the attic and fell limply to the ground, sobbing.

"Tsk, tsk, how old are you and you still cry, are you ashamed?" The storyteller crossed his slender legs and was speechless.

"I want you to take care of it!" Bai Yezi tilted his head fiercely and opened his mouth to sneer at him, but there was no evil intention at all, only cuteness.

"Look at your snot bubbles. It's exactly the same as it was thirty years ago. Come on, come on..." The storyteller took out the photo beads, "Brother will take a photo of it for you and give it to the Thirteen Beautiful Women in the Flower and Grass Pavilion for circulation. ”

"Ah! Ning Honghong, I will kill you!"

"Hey, I can't catch you~"

The storyteller lifted the stool and put it under his buttocks and ran away. Bai Yezi grabbed the plate and chased him barefoot.

The two Taixu walked around the Huacao Pavilion, banging porcelain all over the floor, going around eighteen times, but they couldn't touch each other.

Hei Yezi was going to be dizzy.

But today when my eldest brother came, I could barely hold myself together, and my sister was destined to lose control.

She was happy in her heart, looking at the scene of playing and fighting, it seemed that she had returned to the past, and she no longer preached "not very elegant" and the like.

"Brother, why did you come here this time?" Hei Yezi looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar face that had not been seen for a long time.

Bazunji put down his wine glass.

Bai Yezi also stopped chasing, jumped to the table and hugged her eldest brother's leg. She raised her head like a kitten, with expectation and admiration in her eyes.

Ba Zunzhen had no choice but to rub her head and said in another way: "First of all, I came here mainly to see you. After all, I haven't seen you for so many years..."

"Yeah." Bai Yezi suddenly burst into tears and smiled, her eyes full of happiness.

Only then did Ba Zunzhen's face become serious: "Secondly, and secondly, something happened to Xiang Yaoyao."

"Sister Xiangxiang?"

Bai Yezi jumped up from the ground and dodged to the bed, "Where is it, where is it..."

Hei Yezi held his forehead helplessly, took out a jade slip from his arms and handed it over, saying in a solemn voice:

"We just received the news not long ago, and we are about to pass it on to the storyteller..."

"The Yougui Pavilion where Sister Xiangxiang is located has been captured. The person who took action should be the old Taoist Taoist himself."

"If nothing else happens, she must have been trapped by the Tianji Technique. That's why the elder brother couldn't sense and contact her."

The jade slips record everything that happened in Jade City.

Not surprisingly, in a few days this information will detonate the entire Central Territory, and everyone will know it.

However, Dao Qiongcang acted too quickly and did not trust anyone to do it himself, so currently only a few people know the inside story.

Hei Yezi paused and then said:

"Li Fugui from Huacao Pavilion is currently on the first floor of Master Shou's house, working in Yujing City."

"He received a message from Sister Xiangxiang - if it hadn't been for Sister Xiangxiang's last move, we might not even know a little bit of information now."

"Li Fugui is already planning, but if the opponent is a seasoned slut..."

Kuroyoko had no illusions.

A mere Li Fugui can't handle ten people, let alone the unpredictable gods and ghosts in the sky.

"It's not just that simple when that guy takes action."

Bazunzhen put down the jade slip and lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking about.

The third floor of the Flower and Grass Pavilion was quiet again, and no one dared to disturb. Bai Yezi tiptoed, carrying the wine bottle, and squatted next to warm the wine.

"How is Xu Xiaoshou?" After a while, Bazun raised his eyes and asked.

"After Master Shou defeated Saint Emperor Qilin and the remnant soul of the Bei clan, his seriously injured body should have escaped into his little world to rest."

"So strong?" The storyteller covered his mouth. Was some of the false information coming all the way from the Southern Territory true?

"Huh, Master Shou has surpassed you a long time ago!" Bai Yezi appeared at the side and glared at him. After pouring the wine, he grabbed the meat of his thigh and twisted it hard to retaliate. .

"Hiss." The storyteller gasped, swatted his hand away, and then muttered, "Not everyone likes to practice..."

Bai Yezi was stunned, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

Bazunzi tapped the cup, then suddenly turned his eyes and looked at the three people in front of him:

"Remember this sentence, no matter how tortuous the process is, no matter what happens in the middle, the old Taoist takes action personally, with only one purpose."

"He doesn't bother to target other people. Before, it was just for me, but now, it's Xu Xiaoshou."

Lord Shou...

Is it worthy?

Bai Yezi was slightly stunned, with confusion in his eyes: "But the person he is attacking now is Sister Xiangxiang. What does this have to do with you, eldest brother, and Xu Xiaoshou?"

Bazun shook his head slightly, and pulled out two door-shaped jade talismans in his palm: "I now have the Gate of Second Face, controlling the outer island of Void Island, and he can't find me."

After that, he handed over the two jade talismans:

"Half Moon Residence may not be safe. The old Taoist priest has even moved Yougui Pavilion. Who knows when he will attack you."

"Take this jade talisman. Crush it at a critical moment and you can be led to Void Island."

Bai Yezi was delighted and held the jade talisman tightly. There was a flash of expectation in his eyes: "What about when it is not critical?"

"You can go there too." The storyteller smiled, "Let me know, and I can go to Void Island to accompany you to plant flowers and grass and hoe the land."

"Who wants you to accompany me?" Bai Yezi pouted.

However, with this jade talisman, there is a chance to see the eldest brother at any time, which makes people happy.

Previously, Half Moon Bay had a natural barrier with the Holy Land. Once you enter it, you can hardly see what the outside world looks like.

Now, the eldest brother has obtained the Void Island, and the Holy Slave has a real foundation.

Heiyezi also held the jade talisman solemnly, his thoughts were quite calm, "In this case, he can't find you, and his purpose is only one..."

"Yes." Ba Zun'an nodded in approval.

"But..." Baiyezi also wanted to be praised, but after a long time of "but", she couldn't figure out how to threaten Xu Xiaoshou by holding Sister Xiangxiang.

According to the records, the relationship between Shouye and Sister Xiangxiang was only a few times, and there was no deep relationship between them.

"Then the Holy Emperor will take action?" Ba Zun'an changed the subject.

Baiyezi's eyes lit up and raised his hand to answer: "He took action!"

"Ye Xiao... After the space mystery was canonized, the Holy Emperor of the Rao family appeared immediately, forcing the space mystery to be transmitted to Siling Mountain... Li Fugui's people have been following the battlefield."

"At present, relying on the Holy Emperor of the Bailou lineage of the Holy Palace, Ye Cai was able to compete, but the result is still uncertain."

"After all, the Holy Emperor will not necessarily fight the Holy Emperor to death for the sake of the Half-Saint."

Ba Zun'an nodded silently.

There are two great Saint Emperors in the Holy Palace. One is the purple pet of the divine lineage, who controls half of the power of the Saint Ancestor. He basically does not come out and is just a guardian.

The second is the White Dragon of the White Tower lineage. He controls the relatively intact power of the Dragon Ancestor and stays in the Holy Xuan Gate all year round. He does not come out easily.

From the Dragon Ancestor era to the present, there are only two great Saint Emperors left, the Demon Emperor Black Dragon and the Holy Xuan White Dragon.

The rest are a bunch of helpless A-Longs who have been compressed into living space and live in the Seven-section Forbidden Dragon Cave.

Hei Yezi looked at his eldest brother's solemn expression and asked, "Brother, are you thinking that the action of the Rao family Saint Emperor is also related to the old Taoist's targeting of Master Shou?"

Ba Zun'an tilted his head and looked: "Definitely."

"Then why did the Rao family Saint Emperor not appear after the battle with Master Shou, but chose to target Ye and Space instead?"

Ba Zun'an shook his head: "I don't know."

"..."

The people beside him were silent at the same time, but they were soon relieved.

Yes, if my brother (eldest brother) knew what the old Taoist was thinking, then the old Taoist would definitely not enter in person.

"If he attacks directly, he must be sure of killing..." Bai Yezi murmured, with worry in her eyes.

She had never seen Shou Ye, but in the previous communication with the storyteller, she paid a little attention to Shou Ye's growth.

Too scary!

This person is simply not a human!

His growth rate, if evaluated objectively, is even faster than that of the eldest brother!

It seems that it is not wrong for such a person to provoke Dao Qiongcang to take action personally, although thinking about it, I always feel that the two are not on the same level...

But even the mysterious Dao Qiongcang took the initiative for it, it can be imagined how high Xu Xiaoshou's status is in his eyes!

Ba Zun'an looked at the three people's worried expressions, but smiled with relief, saying without any burden:

"Xu Xiaoshou is rising very fast."

"What I can promote is just his inherently lazy nature, so that he can grow faster, so that he won't be caught and killed as soon as he emerges from the water."

"When he is weak, no matter how crazy he is, I can protect him and cover the bottom."

"Now, who knows who will protect whom... Since it is destined to be his calamity, if he can't get through it, he is not worthy of crossing the era."

No one knows Xu Xiaoshou better than Ba ​​Zun'an.

This is a little guy he has been paying attention to since the post-natal spirit refining period, and it can be said that he has witnessed his growth all the way.

Even Old Sang can't do it.

After all, Old Sang missed the second half of Xu Xiaoshou.

And the young eagle will always spread its wings to the sky, and no matter how close others are, they can't fly for it.

Just like the nine-death thunder tribulation, the holy tribulation, and the ancestral emperor tribulation, outsiders can't help, all of which are tribulations in the self-growth of the spirit refiner.

Whether you can get through it depends on yourself.

Whether it is amazing or not, it is hard to know later.

This is a hurdle that geniuses must go through. Ba Zun'an has gone through it, or it can be said that he has not gone through it.

Storyteller, Heiyezi, Baiyezi...

These people are weaker, and it is difficult to understand in this life.

In the Flower and Grass Pavilion, several people fell into silence, and each of them did not know what they were thinking.

After a long time, Heiyezi put aside this matter and paid attention to Ba Zun'an himself:

"Brother, your cultivation..."

There was worry in her eyes. After all, even her realm, she looked at Ba Zun'an at this moment.

The latter did not even have the cultivation of the first realm of soul refining.

"It's still half a step away."

"So, it's hard for me to make a move."

Ba Zun'an smiled and raised the wine glass.

Baiyezi's eyes moved, but he was thinking about something else: "Brother, the site of the beheading priest seems to cover the five domains, but I don't know if the Holy Emperor Secret Realm is covered in it?"

Ba Zun'an's fingertips trembled, and the wine glass was fixed at his lips.

Bai Yezi laughed and teased: "Don't you miss us and Sister Yue? Have you ever planned to visit the ruins of the God-killing Officer? Maybe you can meet each other."

"Xiao Bai!" Hei Yezi turned his eyes and scolded coldly. When he looked back, there was a low flame burning in his eyes.

Ho ho ho!

Go, go, go!

Ba Zunzhen put down his wine glass, lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

He spread his hands and looked at his eight fingers, feeling slightly absent-minded.

Seal the sword to the old age, and the old me will become a saint... After muttering silently, Ba Zunzun raised his head and said seriously:

"I'm afraid that if I go and actually see her... my hidden sword skills will fall short."

Buzz!

The plants and trees in the Flower and Grass Pavilion were all frightened, and the spiritual swords trembled.

Click, click, click!

The wooden floor on the third floor was cracked with sword marks.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the pavilion protection formation exploded and shattered into pieces.

"Brother! Calm down!"

Hei Yezi was startled: "Calm down! Calm down! Take a deep breath, come, follow me, inhale...hiss, exhale...sigh..."

Ba Zunzhen took a deep breath and suppressed the sword energy in his chest that was about to burst out of his body. He felt pain all over his body and couldn't help but glare at Bai Yezi.

"Lie, I didn't mean to..." Bai Yezi shrank in fear and hid behind her sister.

Ba Zunzhen once again picked up the wine glass and raised it to his lips.

At this moment, a faint sword sound was heard in Jiutian.

The spiritual sword in the Flower and Grass Pavilion flew into the sky with a buzzing sound, bowing in the direction of the distant Central Territory.

In the Sinful Land of the Southern Territory, countless spiritual swords flew up to the sky in shock, and followed them to bow in the distance.

All those who were wearing swords in the five regions felt this. They watched the spiritual swords in their hands flying strangely into the sky, and bowed in a certain direction.

Everyone saw this scene.

But after a moment, this scene was forgotten again, as if it was an illusion.

"Um?"

The storyteller, Kuro Yezi, and Bai Yezi were startled. They looked at the spiritual sword on the third floor of the Flower and Grass Pavilion that seemed to have been moved, but also seemed to be untouched. They glanced at the eldest brother for no apparent reason.

"What happened just now?"

Bazun realized that a glass of wine would not go down his throat after all. He stood up and looked at the Queen in the distance, muttering silently:

"He is one step faster."

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