When Zhu Bai was still an ignorant teenager, he once encountered a fantasy.

He went through the trials of nine deaths and his life in the illusion world, and on several occasions he was almost lost in his mind.

What is rare and commendable is that he gritted his teeth one by one and persevered, and also rescued an unconscious girl of the same age on the way.

The two supported each other all the way, and finally reached the end of the illusion.

From the girl's mouth, I learned that this illusion turned out to be a great power of their sect, a place of inheritance arranged before the fall, waiting for someone destined to inherit the mantle.

Zhu Bai originally wanted to give the inheritance to the girl, after all, it was a relic left by her predecessors in the sect. But the girl shook her head, saying that if it weren't for him, she might have died here, and he was the most suitable person to receive the inheritance.

The cultivators of this world attach great importance to inheritance, so the other party took the initiative to give up the other boy's Zhu Bai was very moved, and he had some good feelings for the girl.

The inheritance was a set of swordsmanship, the most powerful swordsmanship he had ever used.

Seeing that he understood quickly and well, the girl was also happy from the bottom of her heart, so she invited him to her sect as a guest.

Zhu Bai followed and found out that the girl's sect turned out to be the first sect of the present day - Lingxi Sect.

The sect master received Zhu Bai very warmly, and gratefully stuffed him with a large number of miscellaneous magic weapons and fairy herb elixirs, Zhu Bai could not resist their enthusiasm, and accepted the pile of things with tears and laughter.

It turned out that the girl was the youngest daughter of the sect master of the Lingxi Sect, named Mu Ling, and she became the protégé of the Great Elder at a young age. If he hadn't come to the rescue this time, Lingxi Sect would have suffered a very big loss.

Mu Ling took him to see the sect master, told him about his father's affairs in the illusion world, and then asked Zhu Bai to show his new swordsmanship, making the sect master look at the old man with tears in his eyes.

That set of swordsmanship was the brainchild of a close friend who had fought side by side with the sect master, and now that he had a mantle heir, how could he not be happy?

Immediately, he proposed to let Zhu Bai join the Lingxi Sect.

But Zhu Bai is not a loose cultivator, and he is not willing to be a treacherous person who abandons the sect, after all, if he hadn't been taken in by the Baiyue Sect in his childhood, he would have been killed by the thunder of heaven a long time ago.

Seeing that he was unwilling to live or die, the sect master had no choice but to retreat, hoping to marry the White Moon Sect, and explained that it was only to protect him, otherwise such a set of superior swordsmanship would inevitably be coveted.

He saw that Mu Ling, a delicate girl, did not object, and it would be hypocritical for him to refuse, so he simply agreed.

With the protection of the Lingxi Sect, he can be regarded as able to walk sideways among the younger generations in the cultivation realm.

The relationship between the two was thus decided.

Qiqiao listened to Zhu Bai's quiet voice like fine wine slowly telling his story, and secretly communicated with Dandan.

"Dandan, if I'm not mistaken, that person is the real heroine?"

"Yes~ little master."

has a heroine, and she still comes to provoke her......

They are destined to love each other, and they are outsiders, so they should not bear the cause and effect that does not belong to her.

"What are you thinking?"

Looking at the little man in his arms, Zhu Bai lowered his head and asked in a whisper.

Qiqiao felt a little angry inexplicably and didn't want to pay attention to him.

A big pig's trotter that attracts bees and butterflies!

Seeing that she was silent, Zhu Bai also closed his mouth in amusement, hugged her and continued to hurry.

In the gap between telling a story, the two had already sneaked out of the mountain of the White Moon Sect. This cheap senior brother may be used to being chased and killed often, and the speed of the rush is also fast.

"Where are we going?" Tangram adjusted his emotions and took the initiative to provoke the topic.

"I know you haven't been out much, so I'll take you to Shifang City." Zhu Bai smiled and scratched her little nose, "It's lively there." ”

So Qiqiao chirped and asked him to tell him about Shifang City.

It is still quite far away from the White Moon Sect, it is the largest and most prosperous city in their region, all kinds of rare treasures circulate in this city in large quantities, and all kinds of talented people in this area will also gather here.

Whenever there is a big event, it is also held here.

Like what...... Zongmen Dabi.

Qiqiao suddenly turned his head to look at the person holding him.

"Senior brother is going to participate in the sect competition?"

"Little junior sister is so smart!" He replied with a smile: "Of course, you can't escape, as long as you are a high-level disciple this year, you will be registered by the sect master...... So let's come over and play in advance, and then we can go directly to the venue. ”

“…… Do you really want to stay until then? In a few months, the elders will definitely find out! ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I left a letter."

Tangram forehead.

The god who said that he was good sneaked out to play unknowingly, but he was cheated again.

She was extremely sure that this person existed to trap her!

I am sure by all means and sure!

The sect master doesn't know what to think, the sect is not a family, the sword has no eyes, and he doesn't have to be responsible for what happens. There are only a few high-level disciples in the White Moon Sect in total, isn't this a clear way to weaken the strength of others?

Anyway, Qiqiao has long seen the unreliability of this sect master, and he dares to accept the disciples who have been struck by lightning in three days, how can he be expected to be reliable?

Xiao Xiao sighed, she originally planned to sneak into the venue to inquire about the person named Wan Hao during the sect competition, and then stumble to see if she could rob him of his luck.

However, I knew in advance that I was registered, so I could only improvise and act at the opportunity.

Thinking that she had spent so much time here, she didn't even hear a single news about the fake Son of Luck, but was entangled by the real Son of Luck, and she was really depressed.

Alas, why can't life always be smooth sailing!

Qiqiao sighed and heard Senior Brother Cheap's voice sound again.

"Little junior sister, we're here."

The two landed, and Zhu Bai put away his flying sword, changing from holding her to holding her.

The slender hands of the knuckles wrapped the girl's soft wattles, and the warm feeling in his hands made him feel a little uneasy.

"What's wrong?"

Qiqiao let him lead him with a big grin, looked around, and when he raised his feet to leave, he found that his senior brother was stunned for some reason.

"It's okay, the little junior sister's liver is a little hot."

Zhu Bai's big hand tightened, and then he took a step, as if to relieve the embarrassment, and hurriedly spoke.

"Oh, I was born with blood fever, which means that I am a hot-blooded young man."

Tangram told a bad joke in a serious way.

Zhu Bai seemed to be thundered, and he seemed to be shaking as if he couldn't help laughing.

"Laugh if you want, I won't hit you." Qiqiao couldn't help but smile when he looked at him like that.

"Hahaha......"

Zhu Bai finally couldn't help but smile backwards.