It was already dark when Bai Guang returned, and he lay down on the bed with his eyes closed and listened to the insects outside. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There was a knock on the door, but the white light did not respond. The visitor knocked for a while, and then walked in.

"Senior brother, what do you think this is?" Cabbage is holding a small transparent bottle in her hand.

Bai Guang lazily raised his head and looked at the bottle, a colorful little man in the bottle stayed inside, the villain's body was translucent and full of fairy energy, but his face was black, two fangs stuck out of his mouth, and his face was hideous. "The fairy of the corpse?"

Cabbage looked at Bai Guang happily: "Well, senior brother, the sword infant immortal spirit can stabilize the divine soul, and if you let the master refine it into an elixir, you will not be in danger of separating the divine soul for several years." ”

"Where did it come from?" Bai Guang stared at the fairy spirit in the bottle, and asked without a little joy.

Cabbage put away the small bottle and said with a smile: "The uncles went to behead the corpse, the ancestor said that the corpse is born from the fallen true immortal combined with the grievances between heaven and earth, and he is cruel by nature, and he wants the uncles to find the elixir soul liquid, so they will take the corpse fairy." ”

"Hmm." Bai Guang answered, turned around and lay down.

"Senior brother, you have to be good, I'll go to see my ancestor." The cabbage stayed for a while, and when she saw that Bai Guang seemed to be asleep, she lowered her head gloomily and turned to leave.

Bai Guang knew that the cabbage had walked and turned over, listening to the footsteps of the cabbage, and he didn't know what it was like for a while.

The atmosphere of the Sanqing Sect is obviously more dignified than in the past, especially the Taoist priests of the old generation are talking in private, and they sigh there after talking.

Wisteria real people stay at Qingyue Lake every day, fishing and waiting for Bai Guang to chat a few words by the way. When the white light wanders, I always inadvertently meet a wisteria real person. Wisteria real people are talking about some mysterious things with a sharp edge.

Bai Guang deliberately made a detour to avoid Wisteria Zhenren, but as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Wisteria Zhenren wearing a lily robe and holding a fishing rod, dressed as a fisherman. In Qingyue Lake, it is still fishing, and in the forest, on the small trees, I also saw wisteria real people holding a fishing rod and looking up at the sky, and the fishing line fell on the grass, and I don't know which fish to catch.

Bai Guang caught a glimpse of Wisteria real people pretending to sit on the grass with a fishing rod and turn their heads to leave.

Wisteria Zhenren came to Bai Guang's body in a flash, he stroked his beard and smiled: "Bai Guang, what was the justice you said last time, why didn't you reply to Lao Dao, I can't find you for a few days." ”

"Justice is the little girl in other people's hearts, some people like her, some people hate her, the little girl in the heart of the person who likes her is very beautiful, and the person who pleases her, the little girl in her heart will become a poisonous snake." Bai Guang replied seriously.

Wisteria Zhenren didn't think that Bai Guang would answer him so quickly, let alone that Bai Guang would think seriously and then tell him his opinion, he patted his head and thought about why he wanted to talk to Bai Guang all day about fairness and justice, and he knew to talk casually. Wisteria Zhenren had no choice but to make an unfathomable expression and said with a smile: "Bai Guang, you can think so much, it's very good." ”

Bai Guang said goodbye to Wisteria Zhenren sitting on the edge of Qingyue Lake and looking at the ripples on the water, thinking about things in his heart. The carefree life in the sect made him not want to do anything, but when he thought of some of the things that happened when he went down the mountain, he would inexplicably surge boundless anger in his heart. This anger is neither because of the ingenuity of the Zirat Dao people, nor because the outside world is different from what he thinks, although he has the light and justice in his heart, but from seeing Qingfeng's death, he realizes the cruel power of the outside world. He was angry at his own incompetence, angry at his lack of strength, and he suddenly felt that he had come down the mountain because of the restlessness and weakness in his heart. It's just that some people stay away from fear because of fear, some people approach fear because of fear, and they approach fear themselves, and they only get closer.

When night fell, a lot of white fog rose on the edge of Qingyue Lake, covering the surrounding fog, and the white light of the black night could hardly see the road in front of him. Bai Guang slowly walked in the night, and in a trance, the scenery in front of him changed greatly, and he came to the small courtyard of Bai Luo Daoren.

Pushing the door in, Bai Luo Taoist closed and meditated, although he was still full of white hair and his face was covered with old age spots, but he looked much better. Bai Guang felt that everything in front of him was very weird, and he had only walked a dozen steps from Qingyue Lake, how could he suddenly come to the small courtyard of Hidden Sword Peak, which was a few miles away?

Bai Luo Daoist slowly opened his eyes, the light in his eyes flashed, the white light was reflected by the light and he couldn't open his eyes, how could people's eyes emit such a bright light? Even the use of Dao techniques should not be so natural.

"Sit down." The voice of the Bai Dao people is getting older than ever.

Bai Guang sat cross-legged on the futon on the ground and looked at Bai Luo Daoren.

"Your temperament is completely different from Cabbage's father, Bai Shang firmly believes in the power in his heart, he likes the outside world, from the time Lao Dao decided to retreat within a hundred years, he was clamoring to take the Sanqing Sect to exterminate the corpse and eliminate the big demon, but you are different from Lao Dao and don't know which one is better, so Lao Dao didn't let you cultivate with Cabbage, and the Taoist book also gave you something, Bai Guang, now can you tell me whether Lao Dao is right or wrong to do this?"

"There is no right or wrong, what he wants is given to him, and it is his own business if he doesn't want it." Bai Guang thought for a moment. "Can you tell me about Bai Shang? He is the father of cabbage. ”

Bai Luo Daoren sighed, his eyes leisurely seemed to return to the past: "He? Arrogant, arrogant and conceited, hundreds of years ago, the corpse of cholera, the world's sects decided to send people to exterminate, my sect is Bai Shang's child went, and then the corpse was basically pacified, only the corpse of the immortals turned into the corpse was suppressed by the elders of the sects and did not appear until now. ”

"And then?" Bai Guang asked.

Later, Bai Shang died, and his body was covered with a bamboo mat and was sent over by Xiao Daochu, at that time there was no Izumo Sword Venerable, only the "Three Beams of Light of the Human Dao" one came from Izumo called Izumo Immortal Dao, and one came from Sanqing called Sanqing Dao Sword. ”

"How did you die?" The white light interrupted the memories of the Bai Daoist.

"Stupid." Bai Luo Daoren said politely, gritting his teeth and still having anger in his heart. "Don't talk about that person, you come, I want to ask you what do you want? If you live a carefree life, Lao Dao can keep you stable for a hundred years, and no one will disturb you until you die, if you want to die like Bai Shang, Lao Dao has nothing to say. ”

Bai Guang was silent for a while: "What about the cabbage?" ”

"Cabbage was born with no relationship with the Tao, and she can't cultivate immortals, Lao Dao has already thought about it, as long as she is safe."

"How long is there left for the master ancestor?"

"Days, years, decades."

After hearing this, Bai Guang stretched out his hand, and a white ball of light appeared in his hand: "What if there is no light?" ”

Bai Luo Daoren glanced at Wushengguang: "A few days, a few years, or decades." After saying that, Bai Luo Daoren let out a laugh, and his voice became louder and sharper. Bai Guang's heart trembled when he heard the laughter, and the Bai Dao person in front of him began to distort as the laughter began to distort and gradually turned into another person's face. The face was unremarkable, except for a blood-red tattoo of the word "fairy" on the neck.

The Taoist in front of him was very unfamiliar, and the terrifying laughter became full of malice, and the body of the laughing person was cold. The Taoist priest stood up and walked towards Bai Guang, a pair of palms like chicken claws dripping with blood and grabbing towards Bai Guang.

Bai Guang suddenly shouted, suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that the scenery in front of him was Qingyue Lake, where was there a small courtyard.

Bai Guang touched his back, which was wet with cold sweat: "It's a dream." ”