Unlike Murong Canghai, Bai Zizi is a serious grassroots civilian background. By chance, the wandering sword idiot discovered that his excellent root bone was a good seedling for cultivation, so he brought it back to the Sword Pavilion and accepted him as a closed disciple.

As the saying goes, not being envied is a mediocre talent, Bai Zizi claims to be a rare genius in the fifty-eight years of the Sword Pavilion, but he is actually a little humble, not a thousand years, but there are always a hundred years, otherwise he would not be accepted as a closed disciple by the sword idiot.

Ten days to build the spirit ruins, a month later to reach the peak of the ninth grade, wake up and go straight to the eighth grade, the early stage of the eighth grade will be a group of eight peak brothers and sisters all over the ground looking for teeth.

At that time, Bai Zizi didn't know how to restrain his edge, so he was naturally suppressed and bullied by the disciples of those big families in the sect. However, his master is a sword addict who is obsessed with kendo and spends 360 days in retreat a year. However, the two disciples that the sword idiot had received before had all run out of life and died.

Bai Zizai, who had no one to support him, lived a miserable time during that time.

It was also during that time that Bai Zizi realized a truth on his own.

No one in this world can be relied on, everything can only be relied on by oneself.

So he tried his best to fight, fight, and grab, accumulating step by step, growing little by little, and finally becoming the world of the Sword Pavilion.

Just when Bai Zizai was full of pride, the Sword Pavilion added four new Dharma Protector positions. There was no accident, and the four Dharma protector positions were all occupied by the children of the great clans whose cultivation, qualifications, and potential were far inferior to Bai Zizai.

Walking in the world is the pinnacle that the disciples of the sect can reach.

If we take the functional departments of the imperial court as an analogy, walking in the world is the highest position and the most powerful official in the world.

And the protector is the official, and the biggest official still needs to bow down when he meets the smallest official, and be honored as an adult.

This is an unbridgeable, hierarchical gap.

With Bai Zizi's ability and the identity of a sword idiot closed disciple, as long as he works hard for a few more years, he will definitely be able to overcome the barriers and be promoted to a higher level.

But when that time comes, the previous four Dharma Protectors will also go one step further, always pressing Bai Zizi's head.

Capable people usually have arrogance, arrogance, pride, and ambition, and Bai Zizi is no exception.

The matter of protecting the Dharma did not hit Bai Zizi and depressed his will, but only stimulated his fighting spirit even more.

Chickens and dogs dare to press on my head and make a blessing?

It seems that there are still not enough robbing, not ruthless enough!

can inherit the rich heritage of the thousand-year-old family, how can he be shaken by a humble grassroots.

There is nothing difficult in the world, only afraid of those who have a heart.

Finally, it was Bai Zizi who waited for the perfect opportunity - the ancient ruins of Linzhou.

As long as the artifact is obtained in the ruins, Bai Zizi will have a short and long capital with those families of the Sword Pavilion.

Isn't the Dharma Protector amazing?

Sooner or later, Lao Tzu will climb to the top of the Sword Pavilion and become the master of the Sword Pavilion!

For this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Bai Zizai did not hesitate to lower his posture to greet Rong Fei in every possible way, just because he was one of the few people in the world who had pseudo-magical powers and could seize the opportunity in the ancient ruins.

Therefore, as far as Bai Zizi is concerned, Rong Fei cannot die.

At least before entering the ancient ruins of Linzhou to obtain the artifact, Rong Fei must not have anything to do.

Murong Canghai and Bai Zizi have known each other for some years, and they understand each other, so they naturally guess each other's thoughts.

Both of them have a reason to keep Rong Fei immortal, and they are about to face a realm powerhouse with a peak cultivation of the four grades, so they no longer hide their secrets, and are ready to use the strongest means to fight with all their might.

When the two of them rushed to the depths of the Hou Mansion, Rong Fei was being pressed to the ground and rubbed, and he was really pressed and rubbed on the ground.

I saw Rong Fei lying on the ground like a toad, his face was hideous, and the green tendons on his neck were bulging. Judging from his expression and movements, Rong Fei seemed to be trying his best to stand up, but his body was pressed by the invisible mountain, making him unable to move.

Haoran gas!

Murong Canghai and Bai Zizi glanced at each other, and the same thought came to their hearts.

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At the same time, the worshippers of the other two worship halls in the back alley of the Hou Mansion gathered together and talked in a low voice.

"After all, it's something that has already been done, and the owner has been eating and drinking for so many years, and it's hard to explain it without even showing his face."

One muttered with a sad face.

"What happened to Lao Qu and Lao Liang, didn't you see it? Think with your toes, whether your face is important or your life is important. Anyway, I haven't lived enough, so I'm going to go to you."

The other man put his hands in his sleeves and said with palpitations.

"Lao Qu and Lao Liang only have six grades, what are you afraid of when you cultivate five grades? What's more, there are still old people in charge, and I'm afraid that the three boys who haven't grown up will go against the sky!"

"Those two boys came out of the Qiankun Temple and the Sword Pavilion, and there are still many powerful magic weapons hidden in their bodies. Besides, that person named Rong Fei has made a lot of noise in Kyoto City recently, do you think this kind of person can be stupid? Can you stupidly run over and die?"

"You mean... He still has powerful means, so he doesn't even pay attention to He Lao?"

"Who knows, it's always right to take a look and talk about it anyway. If I think too much, after Elder He completely controls the three of them, it's not too late for the two of us to come forward."

"Well, yes, that's a safe bet."

The heroic aura exerted by the four-rank monk is simply different from the heroic aura exerted by Guo Xiao, whom Rong Fei met when he was in Fencheng.

When facing Guo Xiao, Rong Fei felt like there was an invisible invisible person helping Guo Xiao, making Rong Fei defenseless.

And when facing this old man, it was Rong Fei who felt that he was fighting against the whole world.

The invisible power of heaven and earth swept in from all directions, binding itself to death, unable to move, powerless to resist.

Even if he mustered up all his spiritual power, it was still useless, he could only be suppressed on the ground in humiliation, watching the old man walk in front of him, squatting down, looking at himself, the wind in his eyes was light, and there was no wave.

"The old man is also entrusted by others, so don't be resentful, if you want to blame yourself, blame yourself for being too public."

With that, the old man stretched out a finger and pointed at Rong Fei's stubbornly raised forehead.

"How old and slow."

Chang Gaoyuan suddenly stopped the old man, walked to Rong Fei and stood still, and said condescendingly.

"Uncle Fencheng, I would like to give you one last chance for your talent. As long as you swear not to pursue the ball again, I will spare your life."

"Okay, I swear in the honor of the chief arrester of the Immortal Division, and I will not pursue it in the future."

Rong Fei swore solemnly.

Chang Gaoyuan was slightly stunned, and he only felt that Rong Fei was too easy to speak, so what did you do before?

But Rong Fei has already sworn according to his own requirements, it's not good to go back on his word, Jing Yuanhou is a husband who will do what he says.

"He Lao, let him go."

Although he still had doubts, Chang Gaoyuan still said to the old man.

Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head and smiled.

"Hehe, what Master Hou said about this doesn't count."