Xianlu Spring and Autumn

Lie Xiyan said these words almost word for word, one can imagine his inner struggle and contradiction.

Ye Bai was slightly taken aback, stared at him a few times, and after a few breaths, he understood his mood.

At the same time, Qin Yuan and Bo Ziyi, who were shrouded in white mist, also opened their eyes, glanced slightly at the Liexi Inkstone, then closed their eyes and continued to heal their wounds.

There was a slight sigh in the eyes of the two. Regarding Lie Xiyan's character, this person's pursuit of the word Tao is indeed much firmer than theirs. In order to pursue stronger strength, this person even I would rather bow my head and worship Ye Bai as my teacher.

"Don't you want your previous sect?"

Ye Bai's voice was calm, and there was a faint displeasure between his brows.

Lie Xiyan gave him the feeling that he was similar to Chu Fengchen back then. He was a monk with excellent talent but a narrow mind. Even a person with strong strength can give up anything, including the righteousness of the sect and his own dignity.

"My former sect has already been severed, and there is no relationship anymore. Now I am free."

Lie Xiyan's voice was equally calm, as if he was talking about something related to him. [

Ye Bai was noncommittal, and then asked: "You practice water spells, how can you inherit my thunder?"

Lie Xiyan looked at Ye Bai and said with a stern expression: "Although this junior is not Lei Xiu, he can inherit my senior's Qinglong secret art. Please accept me as an apprentice and teach me the Qinglong secret art. This junior will definitely serve my senior for the rest of my life and never betray me."

His voice was powerful and resounding.

It's a pity that Ye Bai didn't have any good feelings for him. He said in a deep voice, "Four-phase esoteric art is not as simple as you imagined. The inheritance of it is extremely complicated. Even the monks who successfully communicated with the White Tiger Vermillion Bird in the Four-phase sect can't pass it on to others. , otherwise the disciples of the Four Elements Sect would not have to work so hard to communicate with the Four Elements, and it is impossible for you to learn the Azure Dragon Secret Art from me."

At this point, it can be said that there is no need to continue.

Ye Bai directly closed his eyes.

Qin Yuan and the two couldn't help but open their eyes again, wanting to see how Lie Xiyan would answer.

Lie Xiyan's purple long hair fluttered slightly, his eyes were gloomy like water, and his aura also changed from bright to dark, showing that his mood fluctuated greatly, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

There was a long silence in the cave.

After a long time, Lie Xiyan still had some reluctance to say: "If you can't learn the secret art of Qinglong from senior, this junior would like to find a body of thunder and spirit, take it away and be reborn, worship under senior's sect, and practice the way of thunder."

Hearing this, Ye Bai frowned slightly and said, "Get up, don't wear out your arrogance, I can't accept you as an apprentice."

Lie Xiyan's eyes sank, and his breath burst out suddenly.In a moment, he immediately suppressed it.

The footsteps sounded again.

Lie Xiyan remained silent.Stand up and turn around.

After turning around, his eyes shot out a look of humiliation and grief, and deep in his eyes, there was a strong hatred floating up and down. [

Liexi inkstone didn't stop, and went out of the cave directly, and swept into the vast darkness.

Ye Bai opened his eyes slightly.Two flashes of lightning flashed in his eyes, and they were quickly closed again, with a look of indifference.

"Brother Dao, I'm afraid I have set up a big enemy for myself. This son is extremely talented and good at forbearance. If the strength improves in the future, you must be the first person to challenge."

Qin Yuan stroked his long beard with a look of regret.

This kind of thing is quite common among casual cultivators, and he has seen many of them.

"harm!"

Ye Bai still closed his eyes, and said in a calm voice: "He will never surpass me. By the time his cultivation reaches the top, maybe I have already set foot in the starry sky."

Qin Yuan and Bo Ziyi were stunned at the same time, looking at Ye Bai, feeling aroused in their hearts.

A monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul has begun to look at the stars and void that only monks from the dust can set foot in. Should he be called arrogant or confident?Perhaps this is the demeanor that only the top monks possess.

The three of them sat in meditation without saying a word.

Early the next morning, the sky was still a little gloomy, and the three of them set off through the thick mountain fog.

After a night of meditation, the spirits of Qin Yuan and the two recovered a lot, and the speed of driving the flying sword was also much faster. The three of them came all the way without encountering any troubles. He gave up chasing and killing the three of them.

Another three days passed, and the light in the sky gradually increased.

"Brother Dao, that's Fenglu Mountain. The market on the mountain is quite complete with goods, so most of the nearby casual cultivators often come here to rest. If you want to spread the news, this is the most suitable place."

Holding a folding fan in his hand, Bo Ziyi pointed towards a mountain dozens of miles away with a graceful demeanor.

The height of this mountain is average, and the situation of the mountain is only average, but the trees are unusually tall and lush, as if they are nourished by spiritual energy all the year round, and the leaves of many big trees are full of colorful flowers, some of which are connected together, obviously passing through. Artificial deliberate arrangement.

There are pavilions all over the mountain, and the light comes in and out. From a distance, it is completely different from ordinary mountain tops.

Ye Bai nodded slightly, the market place has always been the place where news spreads the fastest, whether it is the mortal world or the cultivation world, there is not much difference.

"I will trouble you with this matter. In addition to the matter of Pangong Ridge, if there is news that there are treasures in the world, it is very likely that they are fishing. Please also remind other monks not to Go easy."

Bo Ziyi nodded solemnly.

Qin Yuan smiled wryly and said, "There shouldn't be much problem with the matter of Pangong Ridge, but the fake news about the existence of those treasures may still not be able to stop the footsteps of other monks."

Ye Bai sighed softly: "Do your best and obey the destiny. I will invite a few experts to come over as soon as possible to wipe out the lord behind these guys."

Ye Bai didn't go into too much detail about Patriarch Brilliant.

The three walked side by side with swords, and soon entered Fenglu Mountain.

He found a remote place, cast down the sword light, and the stream of people imprinted in his eyes. The monks coming and going, with different costumes, obviously came from different schools, Ye Bai's mind was completely relaxed.

"Brother Dao, the two of us have accepted your kindness this trip. If there is a chance in the future, we will definitely repay you."

Bo Ziyi and Bo Ziyi cupped their hands without any delay, took their leave and left, and walked directly into a restaurant dozens of meters away.

Ye Bai didn't leave immediately, he leaned against the trunk of the big tree beside him, took a jug of wine, and drank slowly.

Not long after, there were exclamations and curses from the monks in the restaurant.

Ye Bai drank the wine in the pot in one gulp, and Yu Jian left.

After he left, things about Pangong Ridge spread rapidly.Accompanied by all kinds of denunciation and half-belief, Ye Bai's name was brought up again and again, and his reputation was revived. His tyrannical combat power that successively killed Nascent Soul monks in the middle and late stages shocked everyone again.

……

With Ye Bai's temperament, he naturally doesn't care about these things, as long as the news spreads, it will not encourage the influence of the ancestor of the bright.

As for himself, he rushed to the northeast quickly, and he had completely forgotten about the matter of visiting Wenbi at Wuyanmen.

Along the way, Ye Bai didn't stop for a moment, and even Wan Yaochao Huangding didn't have time to sacrifice.

On the evening of the next day, Ye Bai was walking through the mountains and fields, and suddenly remembered something, Jian Guang must.

"I almost forgot that there is Yinxuanzi, a great monk who is half-step away from the dust, in Wuyanmen. According to the news received by his adoptive father, he has returned to the sect. This old man has a profound cultivation base and is upright. The ancestor's matter, I will definitely not stand idly by, why should I go far away and invite the teacher over..."

Thinking of this, Ye Bai's face brightened, he turned his sword light, and flew to the northwest of Wuyanmen in Longtai Mountain.

Jian Guang flew in the air and soon disappeared into the white clouds.

Ye Bai has not yet known that the fate of many monks will undergo a huge change because of his thought.