Monk Song took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the water stains on the table, and said to Mr. Bai: "There are thousands of techniques, and it is not superior; ”

When Mr. Bai heard this, he said apologetically: "It's really this issue that is too important to Zaixia, so I have to do it as a last resort, and I hope that Master Haihan will do it." ”

When Monk Song heard this, he suddenly frowned, and then asked, "I don't know about the green beads?"

When Mr. Bai heard this, he sighed and said: "The master should know that the young lady is only dedicated to the immortal path, although the cultivation is unfathomable, but in terms of the breadth of knowledge, it is still inferior to the master." ”

Monk Song heard this, nodded, and said, "In order to get close to the poor monk, Mr. has worked hard. ”

When Mr. Bai heard this, his face changed, and he was about to answer, when he heard Monk Song continue: "You can participate in the matter of the poor monk breaking the color ring when he encounters the green bead. ”

When Mr. Bai heard this, his heart beat violently a few times, and when he looked at Monk Song with a flat face on the other side, he only felt that his lips were dry.

"The master is so proud that he dares to ask how many years ago the master met the young lady. Mr. Bai coughed dryly twice, and asked rhetorically with the same face.

When Monk Song heard this, he said: "Ninety-one years, three months and seven days. ”

Hearing this, Mr. Bai slowly picked up the cup of herbal tea that overflowed and said, "There are three out of seventy this year." ”

When Monk Song heard this, he was silent, but just stretched out his hand and slowly observed a drop of blood suspended in his palm.

And Mr. Bai, who was sitting opposite and had been paying close attention to Monk Song, only felt that the monk opposite showed a strange sitting posture for a moment, and then immediately returned to his original state.

Mr. Bai raised his hand and wanted to rub his eyes, but the next moment he only felt a slight pain in his neck, so he couldn't help but touch it with his hand, and then he looked at it again, and saw a long line of blood in the palm of his hand, from the thumb to the little finger, a bloody smell came from his hand, and then he felt the hot pain coming from his neck.

"Seventy-three years. ”

Monk Song observed the blood droplets on his hand for a while, and then nodded slowly.

Mr. Bai was silent.

Monk Song looked at Mr. Bai and said, "Don't blame you, sir, this matter has always been a knot in the heart of the poor monk. ”

Mr. Bai didn't even dare to say it.

Monk Song turned the handkerchief over, and then wiped the stone table back and forth.

It's just that every time the water stain is wiped out, it will appear again, as if it can never be wiped off Yes.

"Mr. solves the confusion of the poor monks, this is one, helps the poor monks go further, this is two, and draws inferences from the poor monks, this is three. ”

Therefore, the poor monk will only answer Mr.'s three questions, and if Mr. doesn't ask, he can exchange them for magic weapons, elixirs, and life-saving powers. Speaking of this, Monk Song continued meaningfully: "The magic weapon elixir, the life-saving supernatural power, can be passed on to future generations." ”

As he spoke, Monk Song looked at Mr. Bai and asked again, "Are you sure you want to know the answer?"

When Mr. Bai heard this, he said without the slightest hesitation: "Please also ask the master to solve your doubts!"

Seeing this, Monk Song was no longer reluctant, and finally spoke:

"No, you can't. ”

Just two words, only fourteen strokes.

In the gray space, there seems to be a wind rising, bleak and bleak.

Mr. Bai's body shook violently, and he seemed to be a little unstable, and he could only press one hand on the stone table to barely maintain his figure, and then there was an indescribable pain in his heart, and Mr. Bai couldn't help but cover his mouth with his hand and coughed violently a few times.

When he opened his palm, a cloud of scarlet blood was impressive.

The wind and rain drift, cool to the bone.

Monk Song sighed, stretched out his hand and handed over a handkerchief, after Mr. Bai took it, he did not wipe the blood on his hands, but held the handkerchief tightly in his hand, holding his forehead with his hand to prevent others from seeing his face, his teeth were clenched, and his whole body trembled.

Two lines of clear tears, between the fingers, slowly slipped down to the weather-beaten face.

It seems that at this moment, the burly man sitting here has truly become a seventy-year-old man.

......

Outside the mustard seed space, it was already the middle of the night, and a bright moon hung in the sky, dyeing the entire woodland into a sea of silver. Under the dense leaves, where the moonlight occasionally penetrates, a little mist lingers between the thin leaves of the tree trunks, as if a transparent veil encloses the whole forest, quiet and peaceful.

But the silence was soon interrupted by a sudden sound that looked like a squib.

"Did you fail again, why did this bald donkey's supernatural powers seem to be born to restrain me. ”

I saw that Gao Xiande didn't know when he had woken up, at this moment he was sitting upright on the ground, between his five fingers flashing with rich black light, a thin gold wire was scurrying back and forth, and not far away, the twins were still unconscious.

Gao Xiande frowned, stared at the golden silk in his palm for a moment, and then flicked his fingers, and a small gray and white sword circled around the golden silk a few times, and then quickly pulled it out.

As the small sword flew out quickly, the golden silk thread was slowly pulled out of Gao Xiande's body, and it became longer and longer, as if it was endless, and as the small sword kept pulling outward, Gao Xiande obviously felt the stronger and stronger recovery power coming from the golden wire, and when the small sword flew to a position of about a zhang, it finally couldn't support it, and was dragged back by the incomparable force from the golden wire.

Seeing this scene, Gao Xiande was not the slightest surprised, taking advantage of the moment when the golden silk had not returned, Gao Xiande put his hands together, and then divided, only to hear the sound of Zila, between his five fingers, a pitch-black lightning appeared in the figure.

Occasionally, electric light leaked out of the lightning and hit the surrounding grass and rocks, instantly turning it into flying ash, leaving no trace.

"Try my improved version of the Yin Mine again. ”

Gao Xiande quickly pointed at a point, and saw that the black lightning followed an irregular path, accurately hitting the golden wire.

It's just that it seems that two men and women in a state of cold war, Jin Si and Yin Lei 'looked at each other' at each other, and then they staggered each other, ignoring each other.

Seeing this, Gao Xiande's eyes jumped, he jumped up all of a sudden, ran to a big tree around, punched and kicked at the thick trunk, and scolded while beating: "I've tried for a few years, all kinds of secret techniques, none of them are useful, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you dog men and women, if it weren't for you, why would Lao Tzu be like this, and you dog men and women!" Gao Xiande's face was hideous, indignant, and he didn't know who was scolding.

Gao Xiande was scolding, and the space where Mr. Bai and Monk Song disappeared suddenly shrank, as if they were illuminated by a broken mirror, and a little aura fluctuated from it.

Seeing this, Gao Xiande's figure flashed, and he immediately returned to the place where he was unconscious, and lay down quickly as he had before he was unconscious, and finally did not forget to bounce a piece of sawdust stuck on his buttocks.

Gao Xiande just lay down here, and a monk's robe appeared out of thin air, and the moment it flashed from the space, there were two more figures in the venue.

One of them had a plain face and seemed to have a halo around his body, and the other was burly but pale, it was Mr. Bai and Monk Song.

After Monk Song stood still, he saw Mr. Bai's state and said, "This is the case, it doesn't help. ”

Mr. Bai smiled and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't say that the master is now a foundation building stage monk, and the future is immeasurable, just say that if someone wants to break the master's cultivation foundation, how does the master feel?"

When the Song monk heard this, he said: "Those who cultivate to be high will hide, and those who cultivate to be low will be killed." ”

When Mr. Bai heard this, his eyes were like knives, and he looked directly into Monk Song's eyes and continued to ask, "What if you are ashamed?"

When Monk Song heard this, his eyes moved downward, and he muttered for a long time before saying, "Make up." ”

"Hmph, color is..."

Mr. Bai sneered, and was about to mend the knife and say something, and then seemed to be surprised by something, the whole person seemed to be splashed with cold water, and couldn't help but tremble.

Mr. Bai kowtowed his head vigorously with his hand and shook his head, then he took a long breath and slowly spit out: "I have trespassed under it, it is not my intention, master forgive me." ”

Monk Song closed his eyes and remained silent.

Mr. Bai raised his head, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and said: "I have already got what I want to know, although it is the worst result, but it can be regarded as letting go of the obsession in my heart, but I have a long-cherished wish, the only thing I want to do now is to complete Miss's task as soon as possible, I don't know if the master has any instructions for this?"

When Monk Song heard this, he said, "Everything depends on Mr. ”

When Mr. Bai heard this, he paced slowly in the venue and muttered for a long time before he spoke: "Dishui Cliff, Tianjing Lake and these two sides have coveted our Hushu Mountain for a long time, and the master has left Hushu Mountain for a period of time in order to investigate the problem of the fall of the fairy boat. ”

"Second, I also ask the master to wake up these three, I have something to talk to these immortal masters. ”

Monk Song nodded, opened his mouth and blew on the twins.

I saw where the twins were, the soil surged upwards like a fountain, and a green lotus rose from it as if it were slowly and urgently, and then the emerald green leaves spread rapidly, and in just a while, they had already produced sharp lotus buds.

The two petals in the lotus bud slowly fell off, drifting to the foreheads of the twins, slowly seeping into the skin of the two and disappearing, and on the foreheads of the two, there was a petal-like mark looming.

The moment the petals disappeared, the twins sighed and slowly opened their eyes.

As for Gao Xiande's side, Monk Song didn't look at it.

Seeing this, Mr. Bai didn't break it, and saw that the twins had recovered their senses, so he said: "After our inspection during the day, the fallen immortal boat belongs to the Phiyun Sect, according to the distance, the Phiyun Sect found out about this, and then sent someone over, it should be about three or five days." ”

"If the immortal boat falls, the monks above the sixth level of Qi cultivation should be fine, and the remaining fifth-layer monks and many wrestlers will inevitably fall around here, and whether they want to go back to the Phiyun Sect or go to the Nanyuan Kingdoms, most of them will inevitably go to the nearest Happy Forest from here. ”

The twins had already approached at this time, and asked puzzledly, "The location of the Happy Forest is secret, why can Mr. Bai be sure that they will be able to find it?"

Mr. Bai's words were interrupted, and he didn't have an unhappy look, but said patiently: "The two immortal masters have seen insects and ants looking for food? Even if a grain of rice is placed away from them, it won't be long before a lot of ants will gather near this grain of rice." ”

The twins nodded neatly.

Mr. Bai looked at the twins with the same eyes as if he were looking at a good student, and continued: "Miss sent me to Hushu Mountain this time just to speed up the progress. The two of you should know that the purpose of the establishment of Hushu Mountain is to dig up the copper bird ore treasured in the mountain, and the more copper bird ore is collected, the more benefits the immortal masters can get, so the key is how to obtain more minerals?"

When the twins heard this, they said without thinking: "Wouldn't it be okay to find more absenteeism." ”

Mr. Bai nodded and said, "In the final analysis, it still depends on people." ”

When the twins heard this, they said: "Since this is the case, it is better to give more money to the mountain bandits and homeless people, and let them go to the border of the southern and northern provinces to catch more young people and come back, anyway, they do the same with Dishui Cliff and Tianjing Lake." ”

Mr. Bai shook his head and said: "No, firstly, these countries are too far away from Nanyuan Country, and it is a lot of expenses to send these people over; ”

When the twins heard this, they nodded as if they didn't understand, and said, "So Mr. started the idea of the wrestlers who survived the fallen immortal boat, after all, even a second-class wrestler can be worth hundreds of mortals." ”

Speaking of this, one of the twins suddenly had an idea, and said: "Oh, Mr. has been here in Hushu Mountain for so long, why didn't you say it earlier, if this matter is handed over to a bastard surnamed Gao, he will definitely be able to arrest dozens of wrestlers for Mr. soon, if Mr. is afraid of offending people because of this, he can let the surname Gao go to atonement for the crime." ”

Gao Xiande, who was lying not far away, did not react, still unconscious and motionless.

As if amused by the twins' blatant framing of the blame, Mr. Bai chuckled lightly and said, "Dishui Cliff, Tianjing Lake, and Jinniu Cave are the same forces, and then everyone will go together to compete for the wrestlers and low-level monks of the Seven Great Sects, and then open another sect." Hmm, when we grab these resources, if we are lucky enough to have a few Yuanying monks, maybe our Tiger Whisker Mountain can still dominate the Xuanyi Continent, and no one can complete the feat of no one else. ”

One of the twins was flushed and silent, while the other covered his mouth and snickered.

Mr. Bai smiled slightly, and did not continue to count them, but said: "A few families eat at the dining table, cats and dogs snatch waste meat and bones under the table, and ants can only compete for the scraps that both the owner and the cat and dog disdain. ”

"I just said that the surviving wrestlers who fell on the immortal boat are ants in the eyes of the immortal masters, and our Tiger Whisker Mountain is not an ant in the eyes of the Seven Great Sects. ”

Speaking of this, Mr. Bai looked at the eye-shaped jade pendant on the twins' chests and continued: "So the third and most important point is that our Tiger Whisker Mountain must not touch the bottom line of the Seven Major Sects or even their affiliates, which is also the reason why we Tiger Whisker Mountain have always been able to sneak the Cut Path Force. ”

"And now, the immortal boat of the Phiyun Sect has accidentally fallen, and this bottom line has been raised infinitely, and we in Hushu Mountain can take the opportunity to wipe out these wrestlers, after all, everything related to these wrestlers can be pulled to the fallen fairy boat. ”

When the twins heard this, they asked puzzledly: "Then what will happen to these wrestlers who were robbed by us after they return to the Phiyun Sect." ”

When Mr. Bai heard this, he glanced at Monk Song and smiled without saying a word.