Chapter 7: Senior Brothers, Senior Brothers

The name Bai Zihua makes Bai Shuang, and now it should be Bai Zi Hua recalling a TV series I watched in my previous life, Yandao, Changliu, Bai Zi Painting, is it that I am crossing the world of "Flower Thousand Bone".

Even though Bai Zihua's heart is as calm as ice, he is also shocked, Bai Shuang is still Bai Zi Hua's true like, the same belief, right is right, wrong is wrong. The same transcendent and lonely, cold and indifferent.

This "Flower Thousand Bone" is so popular that he can know it as a killer in his previous life, and it is not easy, but he only has sporadic memories, and in his previous life, he also thought that if he was a white painting, he would probably make the same choice.

But what does it all matter to him now?

He is a white painting, but he is not a white painting.

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"Then please bring some more time with the real person, and I will prepare for the apprenticeship ceremony! Frost...... Sub-painting, take the real person down to rest! ”

In the face of the long-staying immortals who are not bound by the world, Bai Gongsheng has no choice but to accept his fate, not to mention that this is also the only way for his son to live.

"No, there will naturally be a real apprenticeship ceremony in Changliu. I've been away for a long time, I'm afraid I'll be tired by the office, Zihua is now a mortal after all, so let's do it, I'll stay here for another day, and leave early tomorrow morning. Zihua, you can deal with the trivial matters of the mortal world! ”

Yan Dao got what he wanted, gave two commands, and then broke through the air.

"Frost, I'...... You ......"

Bai Gongsheng has mixed feelings, the son he raised for twelve years, the white frost who has entrusted everything, has become someone else's apprentice, and has become a white painting, will there be a goodbye day when he enters the fairy gate?

"Father, now that I'm a white painter, didn't you just want me not to be bound by the Bai family, so you named me Baishuang, didn't you?"

According to the family tree, since Bai Gongsheng's generation, the name of Bai Shuang should be Bai Zhengshuang. But Bai Gongsheng deliberately omitted it both in usual times and on the genealogy, although the elders of the family also questioned it, but they never imagined that Bai Gongsheng, who loved Bai Shuang the most, would not want him to inherit the position of the head of the Bai family.

"Zihua, you are too smart and sensible!" The wrinkles in the corners of Bai Gongsheng's eyes instantly increased, he could no longer resist the erosion of the years, and the old age inevitably hit his resolute face.

"Father doesn't have to be like this, my surname is white, isn't it. I'll be gone tomorrow, I don't know when I'll see you again, take care of yourself! ”

Bai Zihua's eyes softened for the first time, no matter how many mistakes this old man makes, he is still his father after all, he loves his father, he doesn't have much time anymore, does he really have to do this to him? His own departure may be the biggest punishment for him!

I will pay for the fault of my son and father.

Bai Zihua left a resolute look and left, and there were many people he wanted to say goodbye.

"Frost ......" Bai Gongsheng muttered in a low voice, calling out to the figure who had already left.

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"Frost, what are you going to do!"

When he opened the door and saw Bai Zi's painting, Bai Zhengming seemed to have seen a ghost, and it was the first time in these years that he took the initiative to find himself.

"Now that I am no longer Baishuang, my name is Baizi Painting, tomorrow I will go to Changliu to cultivate, among the remaining brothers, you are the oldest, take care of my father and the Bai family."

After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving a sluggish Bai Zhengming for a moment.

"Son, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Xiayue, who came to visit her son, was stunned when she saw him, and asked with concern.

"White frost is going to stay for a long time, and it is estimated that it will not come!"

"What, it's really good, I can't compete with you for the position of head of the family! Hahaha...... Our mother and son finally succeeded! ”

"Yes! Oh, yes! Bai Zhengming suddenly found that he was not very happy, after fighting for so many years (he himself thinks), Bai Shuang's heart was empty when he left.

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"Zi Xun, I'm leaving!"

"Where are you going?"

"Go to study art for a long time! I don't know when I'll be back! ”

"Where...... I'm going too! "I made up my mind to confess, but the actor is leaving, how did Zixun accept it!

"Can you put down the nurse, third uncle?"

I ...... "Can Zi Xun, who exists like a mother and father, give up easily?" Then you can! ”

"I can...... So goodbye......"

"White frost, you can listen to me, no matter where you go, even to the ends of the earth, I will go to you! Wait for me ......"

Looking at the back of Bai Zihua, Zixun shouted affectionately, she is thirteen years old, and she can already marry in this era. Her heart could not be easily changed. His affection for Bai Zi's painting has long been no child's play.

"Purple smoke, is it ...... No, how can there be such a coincidence in the world! ”

Bai Zihua shook his head and threw away the distracting thoughts.

Bai Gongju ......

Mei Niang......

Uncle Meng......

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I have been in this world for 12 years, and there are so many people to look forward to in this life, and Bai Zihua is also unaware.

"Child, are you really willing to separate from your family and go to cultivation with me, an old man?"

"There is no willingness, only whether you should or not! Go, I can live, stay, I only die! ”

Bai Zihua's cold tone echoed above the nine heavens, uh, Yan Dao is flying with the sword to take him for a long time.

"It's easy to say, he is worthy of being a genius of cultivation, not only has a heart of ice for ten thousand years, but also has a soulless soul that is rare to see in ten thousand years! Why don't I be happy if I stay for a long time! Hahaha! ”

Bai Zihua was keenly aware that Yan Dao seemed to be deliberately hiding something.

The Changliu Immortal Mountain is close at hand, and the mountains are connected and undulating. The pattern engraved on the mountainside is the twisting and steep plank road, like wisps of streamers wrapped around the Taoyuan Immortal Mountain; The scarred ravine, rising with an unpredictable fairy aura, is like a light veil, shrouding it in mystery and temptation. In the misty clouds and smoke, it is far and near, if it is about to leave. The faint haze, ethereal floating on the top of the mountain, is like a dream of expectation.

A Changbai waterfall splits the surface and flies, the sound of the waves is bursting, the smoke and water are long, such as the silver link across the sky.

Crossing the waterfall, dense white clouds are all around, and suddenly it is not clear to see, and there seems to be a colorful glow in the distance, which dyes the eyes in a fog.

Three floating peaks are built on top of the clouds, and the peaks are as smooth as if they had been cut off by a sharp blade. There are large and small palaces, which are resplendent and beautiful.

Yan Dao took the white painting and flew straight to one of the floating peaks.

"Master......"

Before he landed, he saw a black-and-red eighteen-year-old boy from a distance, and a pair of big eyes under his thick eyebrows were particularly focused.

"In the days that Moyan and I have been gone, will everything be okay for a long time?"

"There are uncles who sit in the town for a long time, and they are at peace with all factions! It's just the accumulation of a lot of affairs! Mo Yan replied respectfully, then looked at Bai Zihua and asked, "This is ......?"

"Come to paint, this is your senior brother Mo Yan?" Yan Dao smiled kindly at Bai Zihua, "Mo Yan, this is my new son, the eldest son of the general of the Yue Kingdom, Bai Zihua!" In the future, he will be your junior brother, so that he can take care of him? You take the painting around the Hall of Despair, I'll deal with it first! ”

Saying that, he dropped the white painting and entered the Palace of Despair, and as soon as he kidnapped the person, he was quite shaken off the shopkeeper, and this Yandao was cut open, and it was definitely black inside.

"Senior brother and me, shall we?" Seeing the master leave, Mo Yan's smile disappeared, his resolute face frowned, and his tone was stiff and slightly angry.

"Yes, senior brother!" Bai Zihua is still cold, and he doesn't seem to care. Even in the face of this legendary man who loves "himself" deeply, he was not half moved,

Mo Yan doesn't welcome himself, it's understandable, the master was originally an apprentice of him, but now there is one more, and the master is divided into half, he is naturally unsatisfied, not to mention that he seems to be regarded as a back door.

The Hall of Absolute Affection is indeed very lonely, there are no beautiful and bright exotic flowers and plants as imagined, only a strong aroma of herbs.

"There is no forbidden place in the Hall of Absolute Love, there are many rooms, you can choose one you like at will. Master usually retreats in the ashram, but as for me, I live in the place just now. ”

"May I ask Senior Brother, where is the most tranquil place in this Palace of Absolute Love!"

Mo Yan was slightly stunned, "The Qianxing Cliff facing the east of the Palace of Despair can see the common people at a glance. You're really good at choosing a place! ”

"Qianxing Cliff ......" Bai Zihua thought silently in his heart, which seemed to have a different taste.

"Moyan, I'm here to talk to you!"

A sword light flew in the sky,

"On the way? You're here to make trouble! "Edgeworth came from a young master in a power suit who was about the same age as Mo Yan, with long unkempt and flowing hair, which was indulgently tied up, revealing a strong vitality.

"Moyan Ecstasy Hall is boring, isn't it?"

"The Hall of Despair is even more boring!"

There are countless strange flowers and plants on the Ecstasy Palace, and there are countless fairy birds and spirit beasts, which are much more lively than the Palace of Absolute Love!

"But with you in the Palace of Despair, it's still fun for you, come and fight with me!" Saying that he pulled out his sword, the cold light was repeated, and he was eager to try it.

The corners of Mo Yan's eyes twitched, and he said in a low voice: "Donghua, we who cultivate immortals, should pay attention to self-cultivation, you are so greedy for fun, your cultivation will fall." ”

"Cut, that's what Moyan said, but look for yourself, you're very diligent, but in the end, you don't lose to me every time? We also carry out activities so that you can know the gap between you and me, and motivate you even more! ”

Donghua still doesn't plan to let go of Moyan. Mo Yan's talent can only be regarded as middle and upper, but he practices hard, and he is very similar to Yandao, so he is a big disciple, and Donghua is different, he is a genius in cultivation.

Although he was a young man, he overwhelmed Mo Yan at the Fairy Sword Conference three years ago and won the first place. Since then, every time he competes, he is often inferior to others.

"Who is this kid?"

Donghua finally noticed the white painting behind Mo Yan.

"Master's new disciple!"

"What, Your Excellency has also accepted female disciples!"

Donghua's startled appearance gave Mo Yan a headache.

"Senior Brother Donghua, I'm a man!" Although Bai Zihua is beautiful and refined, it is not easy to be recognized as a girl.

"Just kidding! I just said, it must be a boy who looks so cute! Come and take you to see the little goldfish! ”

So without saying a word, he pulled the white painting, and the sword broke through the air, and Mo Yan didn't even have time to stop it.