The rain in the courtyard under the cover of the bamboo wall fell gently, but it was not as dim as the night. The middle-aged man in white clothes was lying calmly on a bamboo chair, beside him was a tea table made of lakeside stones, and interestingly, there was no tea on the tea table, but there were many books.

A thick stack of books on the stone table is piled on one side, and on the other side is a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and in the middle is a half-opened book. The ink in the inkstone has not been used up, the brush has dried up, the book has not been closed, and there are four lines of characters on the rice paper next to it.

"Ice and snow are the womb for Rong Yu, and the tenderness is open to the window. When the incense returns from the dream, the flower blooms on the head of the beauty. ”

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As soon as a cultivator enters the divine sense, he can come from the inside out, which is why the map only has an approximate location, but Bai Jiu can accurately know the location of the white-faced scholar. Then the same is true of the white-faced scholar, Bai Jiu pushed the door in, and the middle-aged man in white still closed his eyes and ignored it, not ignorance, but real understanding.

The man in the chair is the white-faced scholar of Yong'an, and he is the mastermind of the destruction of the Bai family in Nanyang.

"Killing a pure view with the lack of gods, I don't know if you are stupid or brave. Do you know that once you enter this courtyard, even if you die, those people in the Liberal Arts Academy will not be able to protect you, and even Lingmen will not interfere at this time. ”

Bai Jiu's answer was without any emotion, and he said calmly: "If one person comes, one person will naturally return, and no one else will need to kill you." ”

The white-faced scholar frowned slightly, but he had mixed feelings in his heart, and then said with a smile: "It is worthy of being the only son of Brother Bai, you have the courage, but these are far from enough." ”

"I know you're in unusual shape." He opened his eyes and asked with a puzzled expression: "Presumably you also know why the Bai family was wiped out, and why His Majesty the Emperor, who has always been known for his benevolence and righteousness, ignored it indifferently. But if you know, then why are you here tonight? You know that this will wipe out all the opportunities that those people have given you? ”

Bai Jiu silently observed the movements around him, his consciousness had already dispersed, he looked at the low plants in the garden, and replied, "I have been preparing for sixteen years, and it is time for you to die." ”

The white-faced scholar laughed, then shook his head and sighed: "We are people who have made great contributions in the world, and sixteen years is like a white horse for the first generation of cultivation. You have been practicing for less than two years, and you don't know where you got your confidence? Sixteen years ago, I retired after success, and now I am alive and well, which naturally proves that the original choice was right, I thought that I could replace the peace of the world for thousands of years, but I didn't expect to miss you. ”

His gaze turned to Bai Jiu, and said indifferently: "So many people want you to live, but I didn't expect you to come to die." Since we missed that day, let's make up for it today. ”

As the words fell, he slowly got up in his chair, like a master who got up to greet the guests, but like a long sword that gradually came out, it gradually sharpened. An incomparably fierce aura instantly filled the entire courtyard, and there was no thunder in the air, but the green leaves in the garden were broken, revealing the fragrant white flowers under the leaves.

Bai Jiu didn't draw his sword, letting the fierce sword intent envelop him, and he didn't know what kind of face he had in the black robe, he looked at the white-faced scholar quietly, and said slowly: "From the time you found me, you used your divine sense to investigate, until now you are sure that there is no one around, so you want to do it." You're procrastinating, and I, in fact, are the same. ”

He set off towards the garden, his pace light and slow, if not for the fact that he was not looking left and right, but it was a bit of a stroll through the garden.

Of course, the white flowers in the garden are not ordinary flowers, but jasmine that bloomed only tonight, and as Bai Jiu's footsteps fell, the fragrance of the flowers seemed to be a little stronger, and the flowers opened more and more.

The white-faced scholar's expression gradually became solemn, and his brows slowly furrowed as Bai Jiu's pace grew.

Bai Jiu was moving, and as his steps rose and fell, his aura began to climb continuously.

The gods lack the middle realm, the gods lack the upper realm, and the gods lack the peak, and they easily broke through the threshold of the divine deficiency realm and advanced to the level of the pure contemplation realm.

Through countless jasmine flowers, looking at the changes in the aura on Bai Jiu's body, the white-faced scholar said indifferently: "I didn't kill it back then, but now it's really a disaster, no wonder you dare to come here, but it's ....."

His voice stopped suddenly.

His brow furrowed suddenly.

Because Bai Jiu's breath is still rising upwards after entering the Pure Viewing Realm.

Among the white flowers, in the blink of an eye, he went from the Divine Absence Realm to the peak of the Pure Observation Realm.

Qingfeng Yuan is a academy, in the past 100 years, the name of Zhushan occupies all the liberal arts colleges, Qingfeng Yuan is under the fame, in addition to those few big people, the younger generation is only Qingfeng Liu Xun.

In the eyes of the world, more than ten years ago, Lord Wensheng ignored the affairs of the world, and the liberal arts academy became more and more weak. In the path of cultivation, the academy under the Yew Garden has gradually become the mainstream.

However, the big names in the cultivation world don't think so, because the name of Zhushan is too loud, and the existence of Lingmen has been only a hundred years, and in the past two years, Qingfeng Temple has gradually begun to become famous.

Bai Jiu has only been in the cultivation world for two years, and when he really became famous, it was in the spring of this year.

The first in the academy examination, the first in the imperial examination, and the Taoist Tianyu debated benevolence and righteousness to win it, the hidden dragon tried to close his eyes, and Sheng Tianyu won the first place.

After less than two years of cultivation and less than sixteen years of study, whether it is knowledge or realm, today's Bai Jiu can be said to be a strong person.

Tianyu has been defeated, so what about Ximen Ye, as early as the spring day, Ximen Ye has entered the pure view, but he is two years older than Bai Jiu.

After a year of practice, what is it when you close your eyes and lack of eyes?

Not a genius, but a miracle.

The seven most outstanding young people in Dayu - Wenwu Qibin. None of them are like Bai Jiu, who has such a state after one year of cultivation.

However, Bai Jiu's life experience is extraordinary, even the leaders of the Bai family's extermination clan, such as the white-faced scholar, are only two guesses, one is an immortal in the fairy world, and the other is an unknown thing in the sky.

Since he is a heavenly person, it is not surprising that there are miracles in the world, so seeing Bai Jiu walking slowly, his breath from the lack of gods to the pure view, the white-faced scholar did not have any surprise, until his breath climbed to ...... The pinnacle of net viewing.

The white-faced scholar's face gradually became solemn, but his voice remained confident.

"It seems that the guess is really the case, the immortals who have been demoted to the mortal world by the fairy world, since the fairy world is not left, then I will be the Nine Heavens Immortals in the world, and I will do something more."

The white-faced scholar looked at the black-clothed young man in the flowers and said: "The world respects the fairy world, for the sake of you being the only son of the white brother, I am moved by benevolence and righteousness." Abandon your self-cultivation, destroy the dantian qi sea, and be a scholar in Qingfeng Courtyard from now on, I will surround you without death. ”

Bai Jiu held the scabbard in his hand, held it lightly with his five fingers, and then slowly pulled it out. The sky was stormy, and there seemed to be an ethereal sword intent, slowly forming in the rain. He looked up at the white-faced scholar, and his eyes peeked out from under his hat, which were a pair of purple pupils, which did not contain the slightest emotion in the world.

The night is like ink, the drizzle is slightly cool, and under the dim and unextinguished light, the purple pupils are particularly conspicuous, like a snake god, like a ghost.

"Damn it!"

This voice was cold and tasteless, indifferent, as if it came from the Nine Shadows, but it echoed in the Nine Heavens.

The white-faced scholar was slightly stunned, his expression suddenly solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "What are the immortals afraid of?" ”

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The South China Sea is different, the sky falls into the fairy sword, and Lord Zhuge looks at the light falling into Nanyang Prefecture, and he is born in the Bai family with great power.

The weather is cool and autumn, the Bai family is exterminated, the scholars are bad and benevolent, the king does not care about the people, everything is for the world.

Since participating in the extermination of the Bai family decades ago, the mood of the white-faced scholar has been trapped by demons, and the realm has been stagnant for more than ten years, until the spring.

Bai Jiu Qianlong closed his eyes in the test, Yew Garden told him that it did not belong to the world, the phoenix in the mirror of mountains and rivers roared, the spirit venerable in the palace was different, and the demons in the white-faced scholar were also eliminated.

Now he is only one step away from the realm of leisure, if he is given a few years, perhaps by chance, he can really enter the world in one step and become a real big thing in the world.

So now he is really confident, even if Bai Jiu's realm is like a miracle, and he has reached the peak of pure view in the blink of an eye, he still has the confidence to kill the other party.

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell."

...........

The white-faced scholar's expression suddenly froze, he did not draw his sword, but raised his right hand, inhaled with a heavy waist, and slammed it with a punch.

In addition to holding a book and holding a pen, the scholar's hand is just a sword, and such a punch looks very weak.

However, I have been reading books and asking myself, why did the white-faced scholar who is famous for his kendo suddenly punch, and does this punch contain some truth?

The fist is like a sea.

The wind and rain were shaken.

The plain and weak punch seemed to condense all the heaven and earth qi around the lakeshore, and between the fingers, there was a thunderous sound, as if the fist carried the thunder of the nine heavens.

The air exploded, and the fists were furious.

The cobblestone path, lifted like a ball of paper, flew far away and fell into the lake. The trees on the shore of the lake fell one after another, their resilient trunks bent like bows, and more often they snapped straight away, making a creaking cracking sound.

The trees along the lake have been broken, not to mention the jasmine in the garden. The white flowers rose from the branches, swayed in the air with the wind and rain, and were instantly torn into countless pieces, becoming countless white flower foams, blending into the air, and the fist and wind roared, and the fragrance of flowers was a piece.

Bai Jiu was in the fist wind, deposited between the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, his expression remained unchanged, and his face was expressionless.

He suddenly drew his sword, dived out of the sheath, and the wind and rain were overwhelmed, and then countless raindrops no longer fell, but trembled madly.

The raindrops lingered in the wind and shivered. The image looks very eerie, like a giant painting swinging in the air.

Bai Jiu resisted the sword, the abyss roared, and suddenly there was a fierce and cold sword intent between heaven and earth, and the raindrops that stopped condensed in an instant, turning into pieces of fine ice crystals, trembling like a small long sword, buzzing excitedly.

The white-faced scholar's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly withdrew his fist, reached out and grabbed the side beside him, wanting to pull out the long sword.

However, when his hand fell, he suddenly felt a cold.

The scabbard was sealed by cold ice at some point, and the entire sword was covered in ice, and it was impossible to draw it out in a short time.

"Today you are no longer weak in death, but in your true stupidity."