Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Daily Life Between Brothers and Sisters

Although the Soul Dementor Dafa is powerful, but in the face of the terrifying and invincible power of the Seven Emotions, it is still not enough to see, Bai Zihua easily broke the traces of the Soul Dementor Dafa in Zi Xun's brain, and restored Zi Xun's memory.

After that, Frost was found by Sister Zi Smoke, and that Frost, oh! Should it be Bai Zihua who can still get rid of her?

Although she still has a little nostalgia for the Seven Killings Hall and Killing Qianmo, thinking that the Seven Killings Holy Monarch erased her and had taken away her life, separated her from her mother and the new father who appeared silently for so many years, and even didn't know Bai Shuang, Xia Zixun decisively left the Seven Killings Palace. She has not seen Bai Zihua for decades, she also has her own life, and her feelings for him are hidden.

Now that she has gained and lost, she has discovered that her love, after all these years of accumulation, has not decreased, but is like an aged wine, more and more mellow and deep.

For his fiery love, Bai Zihua did not refuse, nor did he accept, it is never wrong to love someone, but he only treats Zixun as a sister, but even his sister is not a very special person in his eyes.

It was his responsibility to come to her, and it was also for Mei Niang and Bai Gongju.

Unfilial piety is a big mistake, Bai Zihua immediately brought Zixun back to the Bai family after the seclusion, where she wants to make up for the failure of her parents over the years, and also enjoy the joy of family life here.

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"Senior brother, let's have a drink!"

A man in a blue robe and a blue jade crown, a white porcelain cup of mellow wine, and a man who exudes youth and vitality appeared in this palace of despair, obviously out of place, but they complemented each other.

The signature sweet smile on his face has a kind of heart-warming power, like a little sun anytime and anywhere.

"Senior brother, you only came with a wine glass, and you came to cheat on the wine and drink!"

The sentence that seemed to be a joke, as soon as it was carved by Bai Zihua's cold tone, immediately exuded an aura of majesty and arrogance.

"Senior brother, you have said this, I brought you your favorite preserves!"

Sitting on the bed recklessly, leaning lazily against the wall, and throwing the candied fruit wrapped in oil paper in his arms on the bed, this person is the third disciple of Bai Zihua when he returned to the Bai family - Sheng Xiaomo.

"It's your favorite preserves!"

Despite this, Bai Zihua still took out a pot of fine wine, and before the lid of the wine was connected, there was a very mellow fragrance, and the sunlight penetrated the jade wine jug, swaying and shaking, and the shadows painted a dream on the white jade floor.

"Cool!"

The wine glass in Sheng Xiaomo's hand had long been thrown by him without knowing where to throw, snatched the wine jug in Bai Zihua's hand and poured it into his mouth, and the wine jug that flowed out of it was not as colorless as a clear stream, but as flawless as frost and snow.

"Senior brother, the master is in retreat, and the senior brother goes down the mountain to practice, you and Donghua play life all day long, and you should not waste your practice."

Bai Zi's fingertips were a little volleyed in the air, and a cold air was frozen together with the pot in an instant, and Sheng Xiaomo suddenly had only his stunned eyes in his whole body to turn.

"Hiss......"

A blue light flickered on Sheng Xiaomo's body, and he saw that countless green grass had grown on the white jade floor, rising against the storm, wrapping Sheng Xiaomo who was frozen, turning into a green knife and emerald sword, cutting the ice into pieces, and peeling him out of the ice.

The biting cold made Sheng Xiaomo feel like he was in the middle of a harsh winter, and every piece of flesh and blood in his body was trembling and trembling.

"Second Division......"

The rich cold air that suddenly appeared in Bai Zihua's palm held back the words he was about to spit out.

"I said don't call me Second Senior Brother!"

This title always gave birth to the image of a long-nosed lazy pig with a fat head and big ears, big shoulders and a round waist in his mind.

Sheng Xiaomo nodded decisively like a chicken pecking rice, for fear that if he was frozen again, a cold air would turn himself into a popsicle, such a thick cold air, wouldn't even his consciousness be frozen.

"Senior brother, didn't I just drink a sip of your wine? You're too ruthless! Aren't you afraid that I'll really get frozen? ”

Sheng Xiaomo muttered quietly.

"First, it's more than one bite! Second, although my 'early spring flowers' have a tonic effect on your practice, it is that I collected the flower bones that bloomed when the spring of the peach fairy tree gradually rose, and then used my secret method to dissolve the cold ice of ten thousand years, the cold did not decrease, but it was watery, extremely cold, and then I sank to the bottom of the three-life pond for more than ten years, washed away the lead, and then it was able to brew. Your immortal body has not been condensed for a long time, I don't freeze you to refine the chill in it, and now it is estimated that your internal organs have been frozen. ”

Bai Zihua calmly stated the facts, and put the wine pot in the ruins, but it was also very good for this junior brother.

Although the two people are like two extremes, one is cold and dead, and the other is warm and energetic, but since the day they met, both of them have a sense of sympathy for each other.

Originally, Sheng Xiaomo's character should have gone to the Ecstasy Palace, but because of his "dead wood in spring" physique, he is the best candidate to inherit Yandao's own mantle, and in fact, the four Yandao masters and apprentices all have the same sex in their personalities - stubbornness, incomparable stubbornness.

However, the two got along harmoniously and "happily", but they provoked Mo Yan, I don't know if it was because they couldn't see it, and they handed over the affairs of the long-term disciples to Sheng Xiaomo, and went down the mountain to practice.

"Senior brother, give me another bite, okay!"

The vitality of the wine refined by Bai Zihua rippled in Sheng Xiaomo's body, the pores of the whole body were stretched, the pure qi in the body rose, the turbidity qi fell, the mind returned to the heart, the lust returned to the soul, every trace of flesh and blood was incomparably smooth, immersed in nature, and greedily enjoyed.

The clouds on the horizon suddenly turned red, like a fire burning the sky, and a huge fireball rushed out of the clouds, descended from the sky, and landed smoothly on the Temple of Despair.

"Senior brother, you're back!" Sheng Xiaomo shouted when he saw Mo Yan emerge from the fireball.

"The third junior brother himself is not good at practicing and runs here again, disturbing the purity of Zi's painting!"

Moyan's thick eyebrows still have a little spark on them, which is even more majestic.

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll go!"

I don't often come to find Senior Brother Zihua, what qualifications do you have to say about me, Sheng Xiaomo muttered to himself in his heart, he hated Mo Yan's long-winded and troublesome appearance the most, and replied casually, got up and left, even the wine didn't care.

He didn't want to be under the fire of Moyan, so he disappeared as soon as he slipped through the smoke.

"Senior brother, what are you looking for me!"

Bai Zihua took out the luminous cup and poured a glass of wine for Mo Yan.

"I still borrowed the light of the third junior brother, and I haven't drunk a sip of the wine in Zihua's painting before!"

After sitting down, Mo Yan took a sip and complained awkwardly.

"This is not the 'early spring flowers' that my junior brother drank before, but the 'Qianjin San' that I took from the essence of flowers and herbs, added flexible herbs, and brewed 'Qianjin San'. Suitable for your physique, senior brother, plus you are impetuous, blood loss and sperm loss. This wine can help you with a thing or two! ”

Bai Zihua explained while pouring wine for him, and then changed his words and asked, "Senior brother, what happened when you traveled?" ”

"I ...... Senior brother came to you because Shushan Qingxu came, saying that he came to you on the order of Changmei, the head of Shushan, and is now waiting for you in the main hall. ”

Mo Yan seemed to be poked in pain, and quickly diverted the topic,

"Senior brother, go quickly, I'll go back and sort out the results of my travels over the years!"

Mo Yan couldn't bear it, and Bai Zihua's suspicious eyes seemed to see through everything, forcing him not to stay here. He left within three minutes of seeing Bai Zihua for the first time. After all these years of hard work in cultivating his mind, his heart was disturbed.

"It seems that Senior Brother has also encountered his calamity."

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"Senior Brother Qingxu, I haven't seen you for many years, Shushan is still fine, why did you come here today?"

As soon as Bai Zihua stepped into the main hall, he saw Qingxu wandering back and forth, uneasy.

"Senior Brother Zihua, you are finally here, five years ago, you are still the same!"

Shushan heavy sword method, not focusing on the cultivation of the method, so many years have passed, the body of the Qingxu Immortal is only half condensed, and there is a taste of old age on his face.

After Bai Zihua sent Zixun back to the Bai family to fulfill his filial piety, he returned to Changliu, but as soon as he returned to Changliu, he was abruptly told by Yandao that he would be sent to the Shushan School to learn art.

Although I don't know what deal was made between Yandao and Changmei, Bai Zihua is also curious about the mysterious Shushan.

So after winning the leader of the fairy sword conference, he went to Shushan and began to practice for ten years.

However, with Bai Zihua's talent, he quickly learned all the swordsmanship of Shushan, and even repaired the swordsmanship and deduced it to a very high level.

Although there is still a gap between simple swordsmanship and years of diligent sword cultivation, there is nothing that Shushan can teach him. So he returned to his heart like an arrow and immediately returned to Changliu. After all, it is only possible to control all the development if you stay for a long time, such as catching up with the catastrophe of Moyan.

Now Bai Zihua has both Shushan and Changliu two unique studies, swords, and law have also reached the peak, and his cultivation has been promoted to the realm of giving up, and there are few opponents in the world, that is, the Seven Killing Saint Monarch and the head of Changliu Yandao who have the realm of creation, and he is also confident that he has the power to fight.

"Senior Brother Qingxu, let's talk about the old later, what is the so-called matter of Uncle Changmei sending you here?"

"Actually, I have something important to discuss with the head of Yandao, but I am in retreat, and I can only trust you for a long time!" Qingxu mentioned the right thing, and immediately sweated profusely, his eyes were frightened, cautious, and it seemed that something big had happened.

"What the hell is going on?"

Bai Zihua knows some secrets of Shushan, and if something goes wrong with them, it is necessary for the world to be in chaos.

Qingxu did not answer immediately, but bit his finger, used blood on his tongue, drew a mysterious Dao talisman, cut off the mouth, ears and eyes, closed the five senses, and then used the sound transmission to the white painting, so that he was not afraid of being spied on.

"The Taixu Treasure Book has suddenly been printed out of the ruins!"

"What?"

Bai Zihua was stunned, the spirit in his eyes flickered and disappeared, and his mind seemed to be shocked.