The young man in white next to him, at this time bent down to carry the corner of the meteoric iron, and was about to drag it out, the young master leper dog generally picked up the top and did not let go, and he couldn't stop saying cruel words in his mouth, the young man in white had a steaming cloud on his face, and the white forehead and blue tendons appeared, obviously he had endured for a long time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There are still a few sons and daughters in the hall, although they are from the young master's side, but they are all well-dressed and proud of their identity, they just warn the young man in white not to cause trouble, and I don't know who caught a glimpse of Bai Xuanji who walked in, and immediately stepped forward in three steps and two steps: "Oh, it turned out to be Deacon Bai, I don't know which incense wind blew you here today, this is not right, someone bullied the head of our Three Holy Churches, and please ask Deacon Bai to be the master!"

After speaking, Yin smiled compassionately.

Bai Xuanji glanced at him, although he couldn't remember the name clearly, his father Elder Ren seemed to be a figure of some weight on the Zhou family's side. The other sons and brothers all remained indifferent, after all, different factions, it is understandable, but this kid suddenly came to this one, with obvious intentions.

The white-clothed young man over there saw that several people were more respectful to Bai Xuanji at this time, thinking that he was the owner of this Jubaoxuan, and said angrily: "You say, do you give it or not?

Bai Xuanji didn't answer him, but walked to the side of the meteoric iron, this meteorite is about five feet long, about two feet wide, half a foot thick, irregular shape, dark all over, cold tentacles, Bai Xuanji's fingers are upside down beside the meteoric iron, and he screamed slightly, wanting to lift this meteorite up, but the meteorite did not move at all, Bai Xuanji frowned, this time it used four layers of force, the meteorite still did not move, until the seven layers of force were used, the tip of the nose oozed fine sweat, only listened to the creaking of the floor under his feet, and finally gave up.

He glanced at Dong Gongzi, who was looking for flowers and asking Liu Xiaotuo, and the young man in white who was fierce and pale, and sighed for a moment, and then beckoned to Ren Gongzi who was standing next to him and watching the excitement with his shoulders, and whispered a few words, that Ren Gongzi looked suspicious, but he still called Dong Shaozhu, who was waiting for his father to come over, and watched the formation.

Bai Xuanji walked up to the young man in white and said lightly: "Your Excellency has gone to such great lengths, is it really worth it for that piece of rotten iron?"

"Ignorant villain, spitting wild words, do you know how indestructible this meteorite iron essence is, dare to say that it is rotten iron, I think you are rotten talent!"

The young man in white was already angry, and when he heard him say this, he was furious. However, Bai Xuanji was tepid and said with a smile: "Come here!"

He couldn't see any expression on his face, he had already accumulated vitality in his body, and silently chanted: "The way of gold, yellow kills twenty-two, alchemy and gas, refining gas and transforming shape!"

Black particles, barely perceptible to the naked eye, slowly surround the fingertips, and then, scratch on the meteoric iron, one stroke, one vertical, one hook, and two more scratches!

A "white" character is engraved on the meteoric iron.

"This ...... How...... Maybe!" The young man in white opened his mouth slightly, his two apricot eyes stared at the meteorite essence in a daze, and his body tense like a bow softened.

"You see, it's not my presumption, Your Excellency keeps claiming that I am a rotten person, but my rotten man's fingers can engrave words on this indestructible treasure that you say, do you say that my people are rotten, or your treasure is rotten?"

Bai Xuanji carefully examined every change in expression on his face, and said in a low voice: "Young man, how difficult the world is, you must know the truth that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch behind!"

"Forgive me for being stupid, you mean ......"

Bai Xuanji stood with his hands in his hands, a fairy wind and bones, and said in a slightly trained tone: "When you went out, you were followed, and you still don't know if you have any forgiveness, when you come here, your eyes are full of this broken iron, have you ever thought that this thing is the prey in your eyes, what are you in the eyes of others! Could it be that your master taught you like this?"

Bai Xuanji held his wrist and suddenly turned around, looking at the crowd outside the building, two or three people saw him looking over, turned around and left, the young man in white followed his eyes, and happened to see a few figures disappear out of thin air, as if because he glanced at them, those people evaporated, and couldn't help but tremble, and a few beads of sweat wet his forehead.

"But the seniors ......"

"Needless to say," Bai Xuanji interrupted coldly, "At this point, if it weren't for seeing that you are upright and quite in line with my heart, I wouldn't be too lazy to take care of you...... There is another point, forgive me for being brief, I think one of those people is very familiar with the way of yin and yang, girls should be careful......"

Ho!

The young man in white was stunned, kicked back three steps, bit his silver teeth, as if he had made a big decision, hugged his fist at Bai Xuanji, and said: "The seniors are very grateful." Shicai is reckless and offensive, unintentionally offended, and vainly begged for his predecessor Haihan, this is my Shanmen Yujian, he will have the opportunity to appreciate his face and come to my faction one day, and he will be my Xue Ning's guest of honor!

With that, the white-clothed young man who called himself Xue Ning turned around and left.

Bai Xuanji looked at the white crystal in the palm of his hand, which was faintly bright, and the four characters appeared: green mountains outside the fog. Turning over the back, Qianmo is vertical and horizontal, like a map.

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and Bai Xuanji was overjoyed.

This trip, the main reason is to find a piece of utensils that can accommodate vitality, and I went to the fifth neighborhood, which is full of obscene goods, where can I compare to this jade Jane Eleven. In the eyes of ordinary people, this jade slip is only a piece of jade at most, worth two dollars, but in his hands, it can become an important weapon that has been unable to break through the bottleneck of the mid-stage of the Ning Yuan Realm for several years.

"Thank you Deacon Bai for your help, please take a moment! Come on, watch the tea!" The young master of Jubaoxuan, Dong Xuanji, let Bai Xuanji go to the back hall and asked someone to add tea. Although he is lustful, he is also very righteous, not at all like Ren Gongzi, who only talks about interests, originally had a curiosity about the white deacon of the Three Holy Churches who saw the beginning and end of the dragon, but the factions are different, the status is different, and there is no chance to make friends. You must know that Jubaoxuan, the treasure of the town store, weighs 10,000 jun, and his father Dong Bing and the invited masters can't move the meteorite even a bit, but the boy in white can move it, but the arrogant and domineering boy in white calls Bai Xuanji senior, and when he leaves, it is quite polite, which shows that Deacon Bai is really unfathomable.

Young Master Dong saluted Bai Xuanji with a bowl of tea, patted the table and tasted back: "Deacon Bai really grew the majesty of my Three Holy Churches just now, and he was so scared that kid shrunk his head and tail and got out, right, Ren Shao, Feng Shao?"

Ren Gongzi and Feng Gongzi glanced at each other, although there was something strange in their hearts, after all, Bai Xuanji and the young man said something, basically they didn't hear it, but Bai Xuanji taught the kid two sentences indiscriminately, but since the matter was dealt with, they couldn't see any jokes, so they smiled and nodded.

As everyone knows, Bai Xuanji, who was blowing a few tea leaves in the bowl, was smiling dumbly. Xue Ning's cultivation, he couldn't see it, but after trying the weight of the meteoric iron, he couldn't move it with his sixth-layer consummate realm of the Condensing Yuan Realm, and Xue Ning lifted it up very easily, so he deduced that Xue Ning's cultivation was at least above the eighth layer of the Condensing Yuan Realm.

It's just that Xue Ning is obviously a good cultivator, and it is like child's play to wipe out these gentlemen, so take away the meteoric iron, why should she be stopped by Young Master Dong for a long time, and her face is red, and those few bodyguards who probably only have one layer of skill stopped her, she didn't make a move, there was only one reason-

She can't make a move!

Then it is very likely that she is restricted, such as not being allowed by the teacher, or not being able to leak her whereabouts.

He saw that Xue Ning was unusually recognized by the meteorite and was determined to win, so he angered Xue Ning, in order to throw stones and ask for directions. The implication in Xue Ning's words made him guess seventy-seven-eighty-eight, so he shocked the other party with meteoric iron lettering.

As for the lettering......

Leaving a mark on meteorite with the same hard meteorite?

How can it be!

If he had that ability, it would have been easy to take the meteoric iron.

He just used the golden dao to quench the essence of less than one hundred and one meteoric irons, and used the twenty-second level killing technique three times in a row, and the poor vitality in his body was quickly stretched thin, but fortunately, it had an effect.

To tell the truth, with his unparalleled vision of instrumental skills in his previous life, this meteorite essence is only a material with acceptable materials, and most of the refined ones are intermediate-level magic weapons, as for spiritual weapons and treasure weapons, don't think about it, and then the immortal weapons above, even if he has the cultivation of the heavens, he can't practice it. But as far as the current situation is concerned, it is better than nothing. Therefore, he didn't want Xue Ning to take it too early, not because he had any friendship with this Jubaoxuan and Dong Bing's father and son, after all, he could still quench some after recovering some vitality in a while.

As for teaching Xue Ning to be followed and not to recognize the crisis, it is not completely intimidating her. Judging by his words and deeds, coupled with the fact that a woman is dressed as a man, there seems to be this possibility, the few people who walked away outside the building at that time were not following Xue Ning, but following him, when he walked to Cuixiang Building, he was aware of it, and he didn't bother to take care of it, thinking about what happened last night, it was undoubtedly Yu Wenbiao's subordinates who were probing the wind, but I didn't expect that these few dog legs were still quite useful, at least let Xue Ning feel useful.

Although Xue Ning said that he looked down on the world a little bit, and was a little high-minded, but his words came and went, but he couldn't hide the little girl's reserve and shyness, and the words that were difficult to hear didn't pop out of her mouth.

After all, she is still a fledgling little girl......

These thoughts, lightning and flint turned in their minds, naturally it is impossible to tell Dong Shaozhu, even if they say it, they may not believe it, when they can't do it, they can make the best use of it, it is "magic", and it does not necessarily have to be a mayfly to shake the tree.

If in the previous life, he could be so arrogant and arrogant, why should he suffer the catastrophe of the Heavenly Pole Hill?

But, in other words, without experiencing the baptism of countless years in the Heavenly Pole Hill, the Hinayana realm may be his limit, because when he cultivates to the extreme, what he refines is not the body, not the spirit, but the inner demons.

The edge of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and it really can't be fake!