"All things begin with chaos, adjust yin and yang to give birth to Qiankun, absorb the spirit of heaven and earth, learn the strengths of all living beings, refine all things with the essence, palm Xuanhuang to create the divine body, endless, endless,......" Bai Shengpu muttered cross-legged, surrounded by a rich aura, whistling.

He has been living in Rongcheng for a year, Bai Shengpu has never stopped, and his aura and physique have become quite meteoric. He usually either cultivates or accompanies Yingran to go out for a stroll or to see the old man and the young man, otherwise he just looks at those splendid mansions from a distance, everyone knows the open and secret battles there, and they don't want to get involved, let alone have the ability to get involved.

He just did some small things as much as he could, such as helping the leader fetch water, helping the children pick kites from the trees, and helping the poor people on the roadside to beg for food...... Day after day.

There were some things that he didn't want, but he had to do them. If he doesn't want to leave the village, but the demons are coming, he must go. He didn't want his mother to die, but he had to let her get what she wanted. He didn't want to worry about the country and the people every day, but he caught up with the world and embarked on this road......

He was originally a rootless duckweed who left his hometown, but he took root in Shenzhou. Now, he just wants to make there fewer people like him in this world, and he wants to use his own strength to help those poor people. Sometimes, even he felt that he was greedy, and he wanted to have less strife in this world, more friendship and justice. He wanted to meet the girl he liked, and then stay with her until the end of the day. He wanted to stand on the high ground of the world and overlook the beautiful scenery of this world...... It's just that he thinks, can it be realized?

How sad can you be? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. Bai Shengpu suddenly remembered the parting twilight, I don't know if he is okay? The figure of the girl in purple suddenly flashed in his mind, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

I saw a little girl helping a wounded and blood-stained teenager into the house. It was Yingran and the boy named Shen Nan. The boy's face was expressionless, apparently numb. It's just that the girl cried and said, "Little uncle, go and take a look, the old man is going to be killed by them." Bai Shengpu asked the reason and rushed straight over there. Before that, I remember that the young man stretched out his hand and grabbed Bai Shengpu and said, "You must kill those bad guys." Bai Shengpu didn't nod or shake his head, just gently lowered his hand.

The matter is very simple, the prince of the palace traveled, and was blocked by the grandparents who went out to relax, and the servants below rushed to the ground and knocked the grandchildren to the ground, and the grandfather was already weak. So the boy thought about apologizing, but his grandfather stopped him, remembering that his grandfather would rather die than let Shen Nan's waist bend down a little.

Then, Shen Nan told them that Bai Gongzi was their friend and that he would protect them. As if they had expected it, the group of people first beat the young man viciously, and then asked the young man to find the white boy.

This matter is simple and simple, and complicated and complicated, as if someone deliberately planned it.

When Bai Shengpu arrived, he happened to see someone smashing the old man with a board. The old man spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground with a bang. The fallen eyes just caught a glimpse of Bai Shengpu's figure coming in a hurry, with apologies, entrustment, and clarity in his eyes. Finally, the old man closed his heavy eyes.

Bai Shengpu sucked the old man to his side, lifted his neck with one hand, condensed the scorching aura with the other, and buckled it to the man's head, he muttered: "It shouldn't be like this, this world shouldn't be like this." Little by little, with the man's heart-rending screams, the man's body was reduced to ashes from top to bottom, and the methods could be regarded as cruel.

Bai Shengpu picked up his grandfather, turned his back to the prince in the luxurious carriage and said, "I know this matter is not so simple, I will visit you, wait for me!" After speaking, he slowly walked towards the blacksmith shop with the old man's body in his arms.

There was a light sound from the carriage, where is the prince and the disciple, it is clearly the prince, the prince who has the upper hand in this Rongcheng dispute, and the second person besides Han Geng, Zhao Ting, the king of the golden gun. After Bai Shengpu walked away, three figures suddenly appeared in the woods in the distance, and they were the people who had been squatting under the city wall all year round and waiting for death.

They thought that the person in the carriage bent down and said, "Lord Wang, why don't you kill him?" The man's lazy voice came from the carriage: "Actually, he has long noticed the existence of you and me, not to mention that he is not so easy to kill." The three of them were puzzled, what they didn't know was that it was speculated that the person who killed the number one person in Rongcheng was the one who entered the city with Bai Shengpu, although he was now missing. "My lord, promise us a reward?" the three flattered. Zhao Ting ignored them, and just smiled contemptuously: "Waiting for you, what tricks can you play?"

Bai Shengpu carried the old man back to the blacksmith shop, and blood was dripping along the way. The boy got up and looked at the "asleep" grandfather in a panic, he shook his head, hugged his grandfather, buried his head and cried. Scenes from the past appear in front of me, "Nan'er, a man can't be without talent" "Nan'er, you want to repay your kindness, but if you want to be based on the world, you can't just rely on others for charity." "Nan'er, when you are alone in the future, you should pay attention not to catch a cold at night......

After a long time, he looked up at Bai Shengpu with a begging look, and Bai Shengpu shook his head. The boy was so disappointed that he moved his body, picked up his grandfather, staggered out of the room. Yingran stepped forward to stop him, he pushed it away, and walked towards the back mountain.

When Bai Shengpu and the others arrived, the young man sat on the top of the mountain with the old man in his arms, muttering softly. Seeing Bai Shengpu and them coming, he looked at Bai Shengpu and said, "I'm sorry." I was impulsive just now, but I really ...... It's very uncomfortable. Bai Shengpu shook his head lightly and said, "It's my fault." ”

The old man was buried together, and even the clear sky seemed to be infected with this desolate atmosphere, and it began to drizzle. Bai Shengpu instructed Yingran: "You don't have to go and deliver food to those three people in the future." With that, he went alone. Although Yingran was puzzled, she didn't object, but the young man vaguely understood something.

According to Bai Shengpu's thoughts, this matter was caused by him. may be to attract him to take the initiative to show up, or someone wants to investigate who killed Han Geng, but it is not Bai Shengpu but it seems to be his friend, so there are three people to leak Bai Shengpu's heels, and learn that today the old man and the young man went out to relax, and used his grandson to attract Bai Shengpu out of the city to meet.

Facts have proved that he succeeded, but he changed his mind, did not get rid of Bai Shengpu, and did not have the intention of trying to win over. After all, in their eyes, what are the lives of a few despicable people? As long as Bai Shengpu is willing to join him, he will dominate Rongcheng at that time, and it is not impossible to give Bai Shengpu a small cup of soup. He felt that as long as he was not a fool, he would definitely follow his ideas.

Slowly, the tall mansions approached. Bai Shengpu hung his head slightly, his hair was messy. I didn't want to get involved in big and small disputes, but why did they always persecute me?

Bai Shengpu looked at the deep mansion and said lightly: "Fight?" A middle-aged man in a crimson python robe rose into the air. He laughed, "Don't accidentally beat you to death, that's a pity." In response, a fireball of condensed aura smashed towards him, extremely fast and extremely hot. The man showed a look of surprise, and with a slight swipe of his palm in the air, the air was condensed into a piece, causing the fireball flying at extreme speed to freeze in an instant and fall straight downward.

He said with sophistication: "The use of aura is too vain, on the surface it looks magnificent, but in fact it is useless vase, but it is rare to have such an atmosphere at such a young age, so it seems that you are indeed not that person!" Bai Shengpu is well aware of his flaws and has always lacked actual combat. Therefore, he no longer used aura to attack, but chose close hand-to-hand combat to consolidate his cultivation.

He punched the back of Zhao Ting's head, and he was by no means merciful. It's a pity that he was blocked by Zhao Ting, Zhao Ting grabbed Bai Shengpu's arm and threw it into the sky, and a sweeping leg followed. Bai Shengpu took this kick hard, and bounced in front of Zhao Ting with the help of inertia. He bent his knee and kicked at Zhao Ting, who was caught off guard and received this leg.

But he bounced up from Bai Shengpu's body at that moment and stood in the air, Bai Shengpu barely controlled his body to stand in the air, and slammed his hands with him for a dozen times, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his clothes were torn, Zhao Ting really didn't understand, wasn't he just an old man? Is it worth it?

Bai Shengpu suddenly took out a turquoise dagger from his arms and stabbed forward regardless of the momentum of his palm, which was another surprise. I saw that a golden spear suddenly appeared in the man's hand, the name of the gun was Jin Wu, and everyone in Rongcheng was terrified when he heard it! He instantly distanced himself from Bai Shengpu Pu, and the tip of the spear was pointed directly at Bai Shengpu. He gasped and said, "Do you know where the gap is between us? That is, you are still Basil, I have reached the silver vine, I can fight with you for a long time, and even kill you, but you can't, so ......"

Bai Shengpu didn't speak, just pulled out a crystal clear white short sword and stabbed at him abruptly. Zhao Ting looked at the short sword in Bai Shengpu's hand with a longing look, and the golden spear left traces everywhere on Bai Shengpu's body, and the flesh and blood were blurred. And Zhao Ting also had many damages on his body, and several were stabbed by the short sword.

After a long time, the two ceased fighting. Bai Shengpu silently went back with a body of blood, ignoring Zhao Ting's solicitation and threats in the back. It's not that Zhao Ting doesn't want to catch up, it's just that the intuition he has cultivated after years of fighting tells him that if he catches up, he will die, and although he can't believe it, he still doesn't want to take risks. When Bai Shengpu returned home, he was already crumbling, Yingran happened to be at home, and when he saw this scene, he didn't have time to ask the reason to support the unconscious Bai Shengpu and soaked it in a wooden barrel filled with potions. Put a set of white clothes aside.

Looking at the unconscious Bai Shengpu, Yingran frowned. The little girl seems to be very conflicted, the kind of anxiety that wants to help but can't do anything, she wants to help him share a little, even if it is only a little, but she seems to only cause trouble, hey!