"Why are you talking, you actually caused the entire sea space law to change!!"

Bai Yaming raised his eyes lightly and looked at the roar of Rasamubo and a group of Western gods from the heights.

The sound of the piano paused slightly, and the piano disappeared into a harp.

Changing the hook again, it is also a gentle piano sound, but it is softer than that, and it has a bit of a moisturizing and silent feeling.

The whole sea of knowledge suddenly changed greatly.

Everything has changed.

The peach blossoms turn into a sunny autumn morning, and the morning sun shines serenely on the yellow-brown trees and still green fields.

Bai Yaming sat on the lawn, looked up at the front of the building, his eyes flashed, and he plucked the harp in his hand, faster and faster.

A three-storey house, though of considerable size, does not feel grand in proportion, and is a gentleman's residence rather than a nobleman's house. The battlements that surround the top make the whole building look chic.

The grey façade is jutting out against the backside of a rook's nest, whose occupants are croaking in the side house, flying over the lawn and garden, and landing on a large meadow. A low hedge separates the meadow from the garden. On the meadow grew rows of huge old thorn bushes, strong and knotty, as large as an oak tree.

Further away is the hill. It's not so towering, it's not so steep, it's not like a precipitous mountain that's a barrier to seclusion.

"This ...... What exactly? The Dongfang Immortal Sect also showed a shocked expression, they found that they were also greatly suppressed in this environment.

At this time, the Western gods felt a 120% increase in strength.

Bai Yaming put down the harp in his hand.

All the elephants disappeared in that instant.

"I call it, Impression." 'Bai Yaming' spoke.

The silence that the crowd seemed to be accustomed to.

"You've invented a new skill?"

"Hmm."

"What's the use?"

"It's not very useful, it's just to rub down my impressions of certain places and form a field, and according to the embodiment of the field, it has different suppressions or gains for different people."

Everyone: "......"

Is this called useless?

In fact, the most bizarre thing is that he invents some skills every once in a while, and only he knows how to teach others, others can't learn it, even if they burn the supernatural powers into jade slips and law rubbings, they can't fail to comprehend them.

And the most excessive thing is that more than half of them are forbidden effects on others, in various ways.

"Rasamubo, I think you should take a look at Bai Yaming's seal, there seems to be some small problems now, just now-

My memories seem to seep in. ”

'Bai Yaming' said.

"!!"

Rasamubo exclaimed, checking in on the situation.

……

Bai Yaming already didn't have any expectations for others to see him.

"Yu Meng, Meng Meng, do you know? Actually, I like your ......."

Bai Yaming babbled to Yu Meng.

"Boom—"

A crack suddenly appeared in the sky, and countless heavenly rivers of water poured down.

Accompanied by petals of peach blossoms, the water of the heavenly river gushes down.

Bai Yaming seemed to feel a hint of familiarity.

"What's going on here?" Bai Yaming said in amazement.

But I don't know why, a memory suddenly flooded up in my mind.

……

"Zheng" Xuanyin Sect suddenly sounded under the mountain.

When the two mountain patrol disciples heard the sound, they saw a young man in white sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, with a pair of five-string guqin on his knees.

"Hey, kid, where did you come from, get out."

The mountain patrol disciples shouted, but their eyes were fixed on the piano.

"You piano...... Yes, bring it and let me see it. ”

The other disciple was more direct, and seemed to be fighting for the tiger because he was backed by the Xuanyin Sect.

"Want to see it? All right. "The boy's voice is very good, like the tinkling sound of a clear spring flowing by, crisp but flat.

The boy did not get up, but plucked the strings, and the sound of the piano spread, and the two disciples were about to scold, but suddenly a nameless joy grew from the bottom of their hearts.

The joy grew bigger and bigger, and strange smiles slowly appeared on the faces of the two, and the sound of the piano was particularly strange, which seemed to infinitely amplify the joy in their hearts.

The two disciples' faces flushed and began to laugh inexplicably...... cachinnation

The young man in white looked at all this with the same smile, and continued to pluck the strings with his hands.

The two disciples slowly fell, laughing, laughing, laughing quieter and quieter, and slowly disappeared......

The boy stood up, put the piano on his back, and walked slowly up the mountain, step by step, without the slightest panic.

"Click" On the main hall of the Xuanyin Sect, all the soul jade slips in the sect except for miscellaneous servants, and the two jade slips in the corner suddenly cracked.

The gloomy man who was sitting cross-legged in the main hall opened his eyes: "Huh? The soul jade of the total disciple is broken? ”

A maid heard the voice and came in: "Sect Master." ”

"What's going on with these two?"

The man pointed to the shattered jade slip.

The maid took out the book, looked through it carefully, and after a while, her face changed slightly: "Sect Master, these two are today's mountain patrol disciples. ”

"Call a few deacons." The man closed his eyes again.

"Yes." The maid bowed and exited the door.

……

The young man was not in a hurry on the mountain road, dressed in white, dusty, as if he was a fairy.

Several figures appeared in front of the young man, and the young man didn't see him, just hurrying step by step.

A middle-aged deacon called: "That boy, kill two disciples of my Xuanyin Upper Sect, but you want to touch my dragon whiskers?" ”

After that, he didn't give the boy any chance to answer, his hands became claws, and the spiritual power on the claws flashed, and he ran straight towards the boy.

The boy glanced up at him, turned around, and staggered past the deacon.

"Ahhh

The deacon staggered and screamed, and two sword marks appeared on both wrists, from which blood gushed out, as if the tendons of his hand had been broken.

Several deacons looked shocked: "What a young man, you can't stay today." ”

The boy seemed to be stunned and fell into a long contemplation......

The remaining four people rushed towards the boy one after another, three with swords, one with a whip, and attacked the boy, and in an instant, the sword qi was rampant.

The young man's eyes suddenly became clear, and he grinned at the four of them: "Yes, your Xuanyin Sect seems to have said so about me thirteen years ago." ”

Then suddenly his temperament changed greatly, and he became dark and cold: "So, you all have to die." ”

The hand flipped over, and a sword appeared in the hand.

The sword is three feet two feet long, two fingers wide, and the elegant sword body clearly reflects the purple lines.

On the red hilt of the sword, more than an inch long red silk fluttered. On the tip of the sword are inlaid with two quaint and obscure characters "Xuandu" in ink

The young man pulled a sword flower, tapped his feet, swept towards the four people, sideways picked up the sword in the hand of one of them, his figure flashed, dodged a few swords, and disappeared abruptly. Several people looked around, but could not find anyone.

"Hehe, are you looking for me?" A gloomy voice sounded from above, and several people suddenly looked up, but there was nothing, and then looked around, but one of them suddenly fell to the ground silently, with a long flat blood hole in his neck, and blood gushed out of it, and the dead man's eyes widened, as if he had seen something terrible.

A strange atmosphere spread among several people......

"You know what? How many years have I been waiting for this day? Decade? Decade! Hahahaha...... "The boy laughed maniacally out of nowhere.

The three of them glanced at each other, stepped on the mystical footwork, and the three-talent array slowly formed.

"Oh, do you know that? These three talent formations...... It's my peach blossom stream. ”

A sword, and then just a sword, the blade of which reached out of the void and pierced the head of a man again.

The unformed Sancai formation was immediately defeated, and the faces of the two showed a look of horror, and they hurriedly pinched the seal in their hands, and supported a mana shield around them.

"I kind of know who he is, he... He... He is the orphan Bai Yaming! One of the deacons suddenly cried out.

"I finally remembered, but...... I'm still going to die. ”

The boy was quite sorry.

The next moment, Bai Yaming stepped out of the void with a sword, and a sword stabbed out, inserting it into a person's chest with a devastating force, and the mana shield pierced like tofu.

Bai Yaming pulled out his sword, and there was not a trace of blood on the sword, but the blood he brought out splashed the young man's white clothes, and the blood stains soaked into his clothes like peach blossoms. The boy touched his cheek, wiped the blood away, and grinned at the only one left, showing his white teeth:

"Yo, my clothes are dirty."

The remaining deacon couldn't stand it anymore, and encouraged his spiritual power, and a spiritual power talisman struck Bai Yaming, and at the same time, his hands were sealed, and he made a divine talisman, and quickly retreated.

But he didn't want to, Bai Yaming's figure flickered like a ghost, and the whole person disappeared. The deacon was startled, a sword behind him suddenly pierced his chest, the brilliance in the deacon's eyes disappeared, and he lay down in a daze.

……

The blood color spread on Xuanyin Mountain, the strange sound of the piano echoed for a long time, refusing to disappear, and the whole sect of 1,300 people, all of whom were dismembered, seemed to be cut by the sound of the piano.

When a young man in Tsing Yi led people to the top of Xuanyin Mountain, the bloody aura that rushed to the sky was directly smoking.

Intestines, rotten lungs......

The blood-clothed boy sat in the middle of the corpse mountain, and the sound of the piano was gently plucked.

Some of the disciples who had not seen blood directly turned bloodless and retched.

The man frowned, suppressed the churning feeling in his stomach, grabbed Bai Yaming, and dropped a sentence:

"The disciples clean the mountain." and flashed into the void.

"What's going on?"

"Can't you see it? I wiped it out. ”

The blood-clothed boy smiled miserably.

"Xuanyin Mountain has a half-step Yuan Infant Cultivator, how can you defeat it?"

"Disperse."

The man in Tsing Yi was stunned: "How did you get here?" ”

"In exchange for it from the Demon Monk."

"What do you get in exchange?"

"A Pin Jindan,"

Zhang Wudao looked at the young man who could break through the golden pill and was silent for a long time.

"You're crazy, a pint of Jindan has the appearance of ascending to immortal...... Why don't you wait until after the Yuan Infant to kill? Your qualifications, it's only been a few decades since you stepped into Yuanying. ”

"Heh, if I don't kill this fang, can I enter the Yuanying Realm?"

A hint of black gas rose in the young man's eyes.

"Alas, you're in the magic barrier."

The man in Tsing Yi didn't say much, but then asked:

"Why kill them all, some of them are innocent."

"Because I'm in the magic barrier."

“……”

"Those old and young, sick and disabled?

Oh, I learned a lesson from them back then: 'The world is unreasonable'.

When they slaughtered 2,900 families in my Peach Blossom Stream, why didn't they spare those old, young, sick and disabled? ”

The man in Tsing Yi was dumbfounded.

"Zhang Wudao! Do you know what I've been thinking in my head for thirteen years? ”

"What?"

"How to kill them, revenge!!"

A hint of ...... flashed in Zhang Wudao's eyes Sympathize:

"I know, I'll try to minimize the spread of this matter."

Bai Yaming nodded, his eyes were blurry, and he seemed to see a group of black-pressed figures.

……

Zhen Bai Yaming looked at everything in front of him, and a sense of desolation rose in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel sad again.

……

The screen is turning:

Bai Yaming's robe is no longer as ordinary as the usual elegant white clothes, and the dark color is embroidered with complex and beautiful purple piping patterns, echoing the simple bamboo hairpin on his head, the original loose hair is also half pulled by the bamboo hairpin, and the rest of the hair is vertical to the shoulder to the waist. It matches his whole temperament, but there is a strange temptation.

Bai Yaming entered the ceremony step by step to meet everyone, and the warm color in his eyes almost overflowed, giving people a bit of warmth.

"It's really Xuandu-kun."

The surrounding group of people thought to themselves.

Step by step on the high platform, Bai Ya said brightly:

"Thank you for gathering here to participate in the junior's appointment ceremony, and the juniors are grateful."

After that, he gave a disciple salute to nearly half of the immortal cultivation world bosses in the audience.

The crowd was silent.

Bai Yaming smiled and greeted, he understood the reason for everyone's silence, since the young master ascended to the high platform altar, the audience should be silent, because when the young master ascended the altar, it means that the upper realm and the lower realm began to communicate.

'I dare not raise my voice for fear of terrifying the people of heaven.' ’

"I, Bai Yaming, the quasi-young master of the Taixu Dao Sect ......"

In the void, Bai Yaming, who was from God's perspective, was like an electric shock, and he seemed to feel a call from below.

"This ...... Not a memory? ”

Bai Yaming said in surprise.