Chapter 229: Creation (Part II)
ChineseSelecting a seedling with the potential to cultivate to the great cultivator is not a great merit, but it can also get a lot of benefits, so when he heard Bo Yu's lament, Tuo Ye Bo couldn't help but touch the jade offered by Qu Li's family in his sleeve, and his face changed uncertainly, looking undecidable for a while.
Watermark Advertising Test Watermark Advertising Test At this time, when he saw Zhang Huansheng fainting, his expression suddenly relaxed, and he laughed and said: "Since the head of Boyu is so stingy with talents, then the envoy will not win people's love." It's just that this son's soul only absorbed nine inches of spiritual quality, and it was a pity that it was not a foot full. ”
"If you really absorb a foot, I'm afraid you won't let go easily." Hearing this, Bo Yuyan thought of hatred in his heart, but on the surface he replied with gratitude: "Thank you so much for the generosity of the envoy." You are a noble official in the imperial court of the soldier lord, and you have seen countless talents, so you naturally feel that this talent for absorbing nine inches of spiritual quality is a bit of a fly in the ointment, but in my Qu Li clan, it is already a talent that is difficult to find in a hundred years. Hearing this, Tuo Yebo smiled proudly, did not make a sound, and took the Gu Ding in front of him back into the storage brocade bag, and then said lightly: "I thought that I would be rich by bringing these many 'biochemical divine ointments', but I didn't expect that it was almost enough, and it was really difficult to explain when I went back." Bo Yuyu on the side gritted his teeth when he heard this, took out another piece of jade from his sleeve, handed it over, and said: "If it weren't for the Venerable Envoy Hongfu Qitian, I'm afraid that my Qu Li clan wouldn't be able to collect the nine-inch spiritual jade of the soul today." Just exchange it for Baoyu. After Tuo Yebo took the jade block, the expression on his face became gentle again, and he bowed his hand to say goodbye, and then led everyone to cross the boundary gate and leave.
And Bo Yuyun meticulously bent down and saluted, and after seeing him disappear, he immediately flew and jumped in front of Zhang Huansheng, carefully picked him up, and carried him on his shoulders, and then didn't care whether the other people on the ground were faint or awake, and walked out of the hole in the wind.
After half a cup of tea, the two walked through the long stone path in the depths of the manor, surrounded by human-shaped puppet lamps, to an old pavilion with carved beams and paintings in the middle corner.
With both feet on the ground, Bo Yuyun put down Zhang Huansheng, who was paralyzed on his shoulders, and turned his eyes to the dozen or so small servants and guards guarding the door of the building, and asked in a deep voice, "Can the sect master sleep?" A person in the small house with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, dressed far more gorgeous than his peers, obviously the person who has to be used next to the nobleman heard the words and came out of the crowd, looking at Bo Yu with a smile and asking: "It's so late, is there anything wrong with the head of Bo Yu?" Bo Yuyun frowned, looked back at the young guy who came out, and commanded in a solemn voice that called him by name: "Su Hesheng, I have something important to tell the sect master immediately, and you should quickly go and spread the word." Seeing that he was so unceremoniously cross-eyed, Su Hesheng also restrained his smile and replied coldly: "The Lord is unhappy today, and he just ordered someone to send tea to rinse his mouth, and he should have fallen asleep now." It's not too late for you to come back tomorrow to tell you something. According to Su Hesheng's thoughts, since Bo Yuyu asked the sect master if he was asleep in the first sentence before he arrived at the building, he could block him and take the opportunity to show his majesty.
Unexpectedly, Nabo Yuyu's face sank when he heard this, and he slapped his hand on Su Hesheng's cheek, and roared angrily: "Sect Master Rong Ru is by his side to listen to it, so that you can understand the general situation and understand the severity. Today, I have important matters related to the luck of my Qu Li clan in the next hundred years, and I ask to see the sect master, but you shirk the delay, what is the reason! Su Hesheng's cheeks were red and swollen after being slapped by Bo Yu, and he spit out a few broken teeth with blood, and the whole person was completely stupid, and the surrounding servants and guards looked at each other in the face of the dispute between the old and new favors of the sect master, and they didn't know what to do.
At this moment, a gloomy voice came from the building,
"Why do you want to play on the topic like this, if you have something important, come in and talk about it."
"Yes." Bo Yuyan's face turned straight when he heard this, and he responded respectfully, and then no one paid attention to it, Shi Shiran hugged Zhang Huansheng and walked into the pavilion.
The building was dim, lit only by a few clusters of bean-like candles on the first floor, and Bo Yuyu did not stop long, and walked quickly to the staircase made of mahogany, until the third floor lightly opened the bronze door of an attic.
Inside the door was a simple bedroom, empty except for a couch, a desk, a three-walled bookcase, and a candlestick.
At this time, an old man with three strands of long hair, a shaved yellow face and a sickly face, a thin body, and cloudy eyes on the couch was waiting half-lying.
Seeing Bo Yuyun appear, he coughed lightly and said, "Bo Yu, Bo Yu, I really don't know when your little belly chicken intestine will get better." Hesheng is just young and vigorous, and his temperament is still pure, so why should you, as an elder, be so ruthless and lose his face. Bo Yuyun didn't argue, put on a patient and trained look, and heard the old man sigh and said: "My Qu Li clan has fallen to this point, and even the Taoist soldiers of Qilin'er need to tell the Chuan Li clan to get together, I am really sad in my heart, but you are still not worried." It stands to reason that I should personally go to greet the Chuan Li clan tonight, but my face is really ashamed...", I nagged for a long time before asking, "When did you have to come to tell me tonight, why did you bring a young man here?" ”
"The sect master is overjoyed, when I engraved the soul seal for the young master's Dao soldiers tonight, this young man's soul actually absorbed nine inches of spiritual quality, and it can be of great use in the future." Bo Yuyu said respectfully.
A glimmer of light flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes, and he sat up suddenly, and hurriedly confirmed: "Is this true? ”
"How dare the old servant joke about such a thing," Bo Yuyu pointed to his eyes and replied categorically: "My two eyes saw clearly, this child's spirit absorbed a full nine pieces of colored smoke from the biochemical divine ointment, and lasted for at least ten breaths before fainting. ”
"How could such a talented Chuan Li clan be delivered to us," the old man jumped off the bed when he heard this, flew down in front of Bo Yuyan, looked at Zhang Huansheng carefully, and muttered in his mouth: "Could it be a deep sea pearl, yes, yes, some people's cultivation heaven capital is hidden." In the past hundred years, the Li clan of Nachuan has been incomparably strong, and there are no less than 100 manors for cultivating domestic warriors and monks alone, and it is impossible to cultivate everyone carefully, and it is normal to have occasional negligence. Hearing the sect master's muttering, Bo Yuyu said in a funny way: "That is, now that this kid has carved the soul mark of my Qu Li clan, which is equivalent to the completion of the boat, he can only serve the sect with all his heart in this life, even if the Chuan Li clan wants to get it back, it is no longer possible, so why should the lord worry too much." ”