Chapter 168: The Saint Emperor's Talents and Star Storage, Summer Ends and Autumn Cools, Fish Knows the Warmth

"Yeah, what's wrong with that?"

Jiang Bianyan had already heard some of the meaning, but asked back without leaving any trace.

If he hadn't had something else to ask for, and if he hadn't noticed the rise of Tiansang Ling Palace in recent decades, he might not have come in person.

A letter for help, no matter how beautifully it was written, it was good enough to have an elder come.

Is it not enough for him to come in person to support the team?

Ye Xiaotian narrowed his eyes, he was really a little angry!

Holy Slave!

This is the "Holy Slave"!

Is the Holy Spirit Temple crazy? Is this an organization that can be treated as a joke?

It was already stated in the letter for help that it might be the leader of the "Holy Slave", and there might even be more than one person coming this time.

These guys are not stupid, it should be impossible for them not to think that I would set a trap for them in advance, and they would definitely be prepared.

But...

Only one branch hall master came? And brought two little brats?

Do you think you are good enough for them to have a feast? You think you are playing house!

Ye Xiaotian clenched his fists. This was originally a good opportunity to catch them all in one fell swoop. It was also what the Holy Spirit Temple had been longing for for a long time. Otherwise, the letter for help would not have been given only to them.

But now...

His heart sank to the bottom of the valley. He suddenly remembered what Old Man Sang said. The Holy Spirit Temple had a laissez-faire policy towards "holy slaves"?

Could it be that what Old Man Sang said was true?

In this silent silence, anyone could see that Ye Xiaotian's mood was not right, not to mention that the white-haired Taoist boy hardly concealed it.

The anger of the young man in the back was about to burn out of his eyes. He had never seen anyone who dared to treat the Holy Spirit Temple like this, even if the white-haired Taoist boy in front of him was the master of the Spirit Palace.

"Palace Master Ye, it seems that you think the people sent by our Holy Spirit Temple are not enough?" His voice was a little cold.

Jiang Bianyan's heart skipped a beat.

This kid was used to being spoiled in the Holy Spirit Temple. How dare he talk like this?

The guy in front of him is not an ordinary throne. Even if it is an ordinary throne, how can a mere innate person like you refute this kind of real strong man who has touched the avenue?

However, once the young man spoke, it was too late to turn back.

Jiang Bianyan was about to speak, but Ye Xiaotian raised his hand to stop him and looked at the young man with interest.

"What's your name?"

The terrifying pressure came, and the young man's body trembled violently, almost falling from the clouds, and cold sweat broke out.

But he stabilized his body and realized that this might be a test from the senior. After all, he had experienced a lot of such small scenes in the Holy Spirit Hall!

"Cheng Xingchu!" The young man's eyes showed determination.

"Cheng Xingchu..."

Ye Xiaotian tilted his head and chewed these words, and looked at the young man again, his eyes condensed.

Boom!

The void was broken, and the clouds dissipated.

Cheng Xingchu's body softened, and he completely lost his ability to move, falling from the sky like a dead dog.

"Ah——"

The terrified cry echoed through the sky, and the sound stopped the clouds.

"No!" Jiang Bianyan was shocked and attacked instantly, but when he stretched out his hand, he found that he had come to a hundred feet away.

The power of space...

His pupils shrank, and he realized something.

This is almost an invincible attribute of the same level, not to mention that Ye Xiaotian has a record of killing enemies across levels.

The white-haired Taoist boy in front of him is not an empty throne, but a real reputation for killing!

Cheng Xingchu felt as if there was a black hole below sucking him, and he could not control his body at all.

He lowered his head.

There really is a black hole...

"Fuck!"

Is this a test from the senior? This is deadly!

"Are you crazy! You dare to kill me? Do you know who I am?" Cheng Xingchu shouted in panic, but he despaired to find that his body still showed no signs of stopping.

Chi!

The darkness engulfed everything in front of him...

Dead?

Cheng Xingchu's eyelids trembled, and then he lifted them gently.

The light came again, the sky was still dim, but there was a sense of beauty of life.

The pupils were focused again, and there was still the wild geese in front of him, and the woman with an indifferent face next to him, and Ye Xiaotian, who seemed to want to kill someone, was still staring at him.

"..."

Dream?

Cheng Xingchu hoped that this was a dream at this moment, but the laughter below reminded him all the time that his image was gone...

"Hahaha, look, pee, pee?"

"Don't be like this, a guest is a guest, this is at least a congenital... Hahaha, no, I can't hold it anymore, this is a congenital?"

"Whose young master is this, has he been weaned? He is really fierce to me!"

"Hey, you dare to kill me? Do you know who I am!"

"..."

Cheng Xingchu lowered his head, and there were faint water stains on his pants. He swore that if he had a knife in his hand now, he would rush down and kill those acquired ants!

The spirit evaporated the water without leaving any traces. He took a deep breath, "I..."

"When adults are talking, children should not interrupt." Ye Xiaotian said lightly.

Seeing the pair of eyes in front of him that seemed to hide black holes condensed again, Cheng Xingchu almost fainted on the spot. He felt that he might have nightmares in the future.

Damn Tiansang Ling Palace, wait for me!

Wait until I become stronger, today's shame...

"Shame!"

A cold female voice sounded in his ears, Cheng Xingchu's mouth twitched, his Adam's apple rolled, and he found that he couldn't speak after all.

Ye Xiaotian looked at the young woman.

The veil covered his face, his pupils were extraordinary, and his cultivation was… ordinary.

He smiled at Jiang Bianyan and said, “The disciples of the Holy Spirit Hall are indeed extraordinary. They are still famous when facing danger, and they are calm after encountering major events. Such disciples are really rare.”

“I think this Cheng Xingchu has the potential to become a Holy Emperor. Lord Jiang should focus on training him.”

Jiang Bianyan’s mouth twitched.

Ye Xiaotian stretched out his hand and uttered a word:

“Please!”

The fingertips pointed inside, but Jiang Bianyan could not hear the meaning of expelling guests.

He was also filled with unbearable anger.

Ye Xiaotian was too disrespectful. Could it be that he could not give him a polite response with his identity as the Lord of the Holy Spirit Hall?

He scared Cheng Xingchu to death in public. Isn’t this equivalent to losing face for Jiang Bianyan? After all, he was also someone he brought up!

He really wanted to turn around and leave. What a bullshit letter for help. Just go and help yourself!

But when he thought about his big thing that hadn't been done yet, Jiang Bianyan was entangled again...

"Please!"

With a warm and gentle face, Jiang Bianyan followed the direction of Ye Xiaotian's finger and strode into the void.

Ye Xiaotian was stunned. Wasn't he doing enough? Or was this guy really so good at pretending?

Please?

"Then let's go together..." He glanced at the boys and girls behind him lightly, and his figure flashed, and he went to the front to lead the way.

Cheng Xingchu was confused. This person had sent guests away like this, and he still went in?

Is the hall master crazy?

The woman on the side had already flown away. Cheng Xingchu looked at the noisy crowd below and felt sick.

He didn't want to stay in this damn place for a moment.

"Miss Zhiwen, wait for me!"

...

The outer courtyard returned to silence. The arrival of the three white-clothed visitors brought more after-dinner talk and strengthened the strong hearts of these young guys who had just entered the Ling Palace.

Only the experienced old-timers who had been in the Ling Palace for a long time stared at the sky.

"Holy Temple?"

"Why did these guys come to the Ling Palace? Is something big going to happen..."

...

Knock knock!

The broken willows on the shore of Ehu Lake have grown lush again. A young man in hemp clothes walked out from the shadow. He was leaning on a cane with his eyes closed, like a blind man.

He lowered his head slightly, and the fat goose in the lake flapped its wings and opened its mouth to grab the water.

However, the swimming fish danced and avoided this fatal blow.

The blind young man stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the water, but he only touched the white jade railing...If he wanted to catch the water, he would probably have to fall into the lake.

The last ray of sunset in the sky was swallowed up, and the evening breeze was blowing.

"Late summer, cool autumn... Fish know warmth..."

"Are you here too..."

"Hey!" A woman in unrestrained clothes came over from a distance and put her hand on the blind young man's shoulder.

"Are you also from the same class? Why don't I seem to have seen you before?"

The blind young man looked sideways, as if looking at the hand on his shoulder.

Tilting his head again, a face full of ugly scars appeared in front of the woman who was chatting with him.

Bang!

The woman fell to the ground in fear, her eyes full of fear.

"You you you..."

"Excuse me!"

He ran away.