Chapter 31 Bamboo Dyeing Arrives

"Two junior brothers, are we going to this year's Fairy Sword Conference to have a look?"

The new Fairy Sword Conference is about to be held, and Mo Yan suddenly finds Bai Zihua and Sheng Xiaomo who are playing chess.

"Yes, yes! Brother Zihua, let's go play together...... Look at the qualities of the new disciples? ”

Sheng Xiaomo threw the sunspot in his hand and stood up suddenly, this kind of opportunity to watch a play, no matter how Sheng Xiaomo looks at it, he is not a person who will miss it.

"Zihua, I have also reached the realm where I can open a house and accept apprentices. It's time to spread the leaves for the long stay! ”

Mo Yan's face was full of interest, and the idea of accepting an apprentice to share his increasingly more and more affairs had already existed for a long time!

"Senior brother, you don't want to leave, you want to leave if you lose, do you still want to treat it as a draw?"

Bai Zihua has always maintained a calculating attitude towards this kind of trivial matter, and as for what Mo Yan said was going to be scattered, he had actually done it.

"Senior brother, don't care about this little thing, this Ruthless Hall should be a little angry, it's boring to play chess, let's go!" Sheng Xiaomo smiled and said.

"That's it, you guys go, I don't have any interest in this fairy sword conference."

The strength of their senior brother no longer needs to participate in the Fairy Sword Conference, and Bai Zihua is not to mention, there are a few people in the major factions who can fight with him, if you want to move your muscles, it is better to find Donghua to practice.

"Forget it, since the junior brother is unwilling, then let's go, right?"

After Mo Yan and Sheng Xiao Mo left, Bai Zihua suddenly had a sense of good fortune and misfortune, pinching his fingers, after all these years, bamboo dyeing should have been an adult, if he still wanted to find Mo Yan for revenge, he should have stayed for a long time now.

"Tang Fang, take the list of new disciples from the previous session?"

"Yes!"

Tang Fang is the attendant disciple of the Absolute Affection Palace, just to serve the existence of the three deities, and now Bai Zihua's status in Changliu is not worse than Yandao, so it is not surprising that he can command Tang Fang.

Soon, the roster of long-term disciples recruited over the years was handed over to Bai Zihua.

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"Senior brother will introduce you to you, this is my newly accepted disciple, the leader of the Fairy Sword Conference, talented and intelligent, and a good seedling of cultivation! Come to Bamboo Dye to introduce yourself to your uncle! ”

Mo Yan smiled and brought a young man to the picture of Bai Zi, with thick eyebrows, slightly raised rebelly, and under the long, slightly curled eyelashes, there were a pair of eyes as clear as morning dew. But only in the eyes is hidden deep hatred.

"Bamboo dye, meet my uncle!"

Bamboo dyed and bowed calmly to the white painting.

"Senior brother, yes, a good boy? Hahaha......"

Looking at Mo Yan, who knew nothing, a trace of fleeting pity instantly rose in Bai Zihua's heart. If he knew that the young man next to him who was somewhat similar to him was his own son, he probably wouldn't be ridiculous now. What's more, it is very likely that Takeran came to him for revenge.

"Your name is Bamboo Dye?"

"Uncle Hui, I'm bamboo dyeing!"

The corners of Takeran's mouth smiled evilly, and he winked at Bai Zihua, a semantic pun.

"How similar do you look to this kid and senior brother? Senior brother, is it because of this reason that you want to find someone to support the elderly? Sheng Xiaomo shook his feather fan from outside the hall and walked in slowly, still snorting in his mouth, looking very sleepy. This Immortal Sword Conference is not interesting at all, a group of disciples are serious guys, not suitable for being their own apprentices at all, and it is too troublesome to teach disciples, Sheng Xiaomo is tired just thinking about it.

"But the qualifications are superb, this is not like you at all, senior brother?" Sheng Xiaomo immediately teased Mo Yan, his face was full of ridicule, for him, if he has nothing to do, Mo Yan is the most interesting thing in the deserted life of the Desperate Palace.

"Senior brother, I won't care what you say today, I'm happy to accept apprentices today, but I don't care about you anymore!"

Mo Yan was rarely not annoyed and angry, but still smiled, it seemed that he had received a satisfied apprentice, which made him feel happy for a while, even Sheng Xiaomo's ridicule he could ignore it.

"Cut, it's boring!"

Sheng Xiaomo stretched his waist and left boringly, Mo Yan didn't get angry, he wouldn't have fun doing this.

"Zhu Ran hopes that you can uphold your master's will, be a teacher for one day and a father for life, don't forget this, don't do anything that hurts the long-term stay and hurts your conscience, otherwise you will regret the pain only yourself. You keep that in mind. ”

For the daily life of these two senior brothers, Bai Zihua was not interested at all, and the cold voice sounded in Zhu Ran's heart.

"Obey my uncle's instructions, I will definitely take good care of my master, so that he can be happy every day and not be disturbed by the past!"

Takeran said respectfully, but there was always a sense of clarity in this tone,

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Bamboo Dye was taken away by Mo Yan, after all, he still needs to be familiar with it when he just moved to the Palace of Despair, and then he has to pay tribute to Yandao and arrange an apprenticeship ceremony.

After that, Bai Zihua did not participate, it seemed that he didn't want to care anymore, until late at night, Bai Zihua was alone on the edge of the Qianxing Cliff to stroke the qin, the sound of the piano was staggered, echoing with the ice wheel in the sky, and it was beautiful in a moment.

"You're here?"

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and Bai Zihua seemed to be waiting for someone.

"Knock on Eun Gong! Thank you for your great kindness! ”

Takezome walked out of the dark shadows, knelt down in front of the white painting, and kowtowed without hesitation.

"I know you're coming, the darkness in your heart has bound all your emotions, the obsession in your heart, and the resentment in your heart. Sooner or later, you'll devour yourself! ”

Bai Zihua looked at the bamboo dye who was kneeling on the ground, and there was only indifference in his eyes.

"Engong, you are still like this, you haven't changed at all over the years, if you can really enforce the law impartially, why is Mo Yan still here now."

Zhu Ran chuckled lightly and raised his head proudly, "I said that Senior Brother didn't do anything wrong, whether to kill or not to kill is not so much a mistake as it is right, if the undead who died at the hands of your mother can be resurrected, it is enough to divide you into a part of the dust of heaven and earth!" DID YOU KNOW? ”

Bai Zihua still doesn't think that Mo Yan is at fault, but there is more than one right choice, why use an extreme way to kill his wife and children, even if he ascends to the Heavenly Dao, it is also sad!

"Yes, I know, but he can't, he is his mother's husband, that is, everyone in the world has abandoned her, I can condone anyone, but he can't!"

Take-dye's distorted face and unruly appearance because of anger reminded Shirako of his mother.

"How's your mother! Do you know that you will stay with her for a long time? ”

Bai Zihua remembered that unlike the original trajectory of fate, Zhu Zhan's mother was not killed, but Zhu Zhan still couldn't forgive Mo Yan who tried to kill his mother, as if he would also stop him, and cannibalism is a tragedy in the world regardless of the Six Realms.

"Uncle Shi, although you are my father-in-law, as long as I make a decision, no one can stop it, whether it is you or the cowardly mother, it is because of her cowardice that that the man will be hurt like this! Why is it that the same person in the Seven Killings, the Purple Smoke Fairy can come to see you in a grand manner. It's because she's arrogant and powerful, uncle, I'm here for revenge, you can't stop me! ”

Bamboo Dye grew up in his mother's hatred and longing for Moyan, and his feelings for Moyan are also innumerable, rational and chaotic.

"I won't stop you!"

Bai Zihua said calmly.

"Huh?"

Bamboo Dye didn't expect Bai Zihua to answer like this, and opened his mouth wide and stammered.

"Bamboo dye, I won't interfere too much in the story of your father and son!"

"Why?"

Zhu Dye thought that the legendary personality of Bai Zi Painting should be a person who was as demanding as Mo Yan, and Zhu Ran was ready to put Bai Zi Painting's righteous words of earnest teaching, bitter persuasion, and nonsense of putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot, as a dream to forget, but Bai Zihua made such a move, and he couldn't cope with it.

"Is it to make me ugly so that I can sit in the position of the head of the house? Then give me a hand! ”

Takeran thought of this idea, and the flame of excitement in his eyes could burn Bai Zihua's face, if Bai Zihua could help himself, he would definitely make Mo Yan's life worse than death.

"Bamboo dye, let me tell you, since I came to Changliu, this head of Changliu is destined to pass it on to me, this senior brother has never known! He doesn't have the slightest idea about the position of head of the house, and he doesn't meddle in the affairs between you, just because I'm an outsider. The cause and effect between your father and son need to be concluded by yourselves! But if you do anything to harm your long-term stay, I will never let you go! ”

After Bai Zihua finished speaking, he urged the mana to drive the bamboo dye out.

"Takezen really hopes that you will wake up in advance and not let go of countless mistakes before you understand what is important! That's how it should be! ”

Bai Zihua was silent against the vast night sky.