It is actually quite difficult to intercept these monks, although they are much worse than the orthodox, but at least there are many of them, and it has always been a method to oppress people with crowds, but now this method does not work.

The figure looked at the frightened monks, and the sneer on his face became heavier and heavier, although his appearance was invisible to these monks, but the voice would always come out.

The monks who heard the sound still did not have the intention of resisting, and gathered together tremblingly, not daring to make any noise, for fear of provoking a human figure.

The bald old man who fell to the side and did not know his life and death is a lesson from the past.

The figure laughed for a moment, feeling that it was boring for no one to respond to him, so he waved his hand and let the monks go.

When all the monks were gone, only him and the bald old man who had fallen to the ground were left in the alley.

The figure didn't use much strength, so the bald old man didn't die, and crushing his crutches was also a lesson.

The reason why he is still lying on the ground now is because he is afraid that the figure will make up for it.

After waiting for the figure to leave for a long time, the bald old man carefully got up from the ground, and he didn't have time to complain about the broken crutches, so he hurriedly ran away, and made up his mind in his heart that he would never do anything for the Su family again.

In fact, it was not only him, but the rest of the monks thought the same.

In this way, it is bitter for Su Mingzhou, who is still waiting.

Su Changjing looked at Su Mingzhou, who was surrounded by figures, smiled, and said indifferently: "Su Mingzhou, if there is any other means, you might as well come out together." ”

Su Mingzhou, who was named, had an ugly face, but in the end he held back, he was not afraid of Su Changjing, he was afraid of Xu Baichuan, who had just finished killing.

He had heard a lot about the killing power of sword cultivation in Qingyuan, and he had seen some of it, but he didn't think it was like it before, thinking it was just an exaggeration, but now he doesn't think so.

He squeezed out a rare smile, and said with a reluctant smile: "Changjing, why should they be so born in a family, the previous thing was done wrong by the uncle, the uncle is here to make amends to you, you also want to teach the uncle a lesson, the uncle will never fight back......"

Before he finished speaking, Su Changjing interrupted him.

"Take me to the ancestral hall and use the sacrifice. ”

After Su Mingzhou heard these words, the smile that had just been squeezed out suddenly dissipated, if the ancestral hall is to be opened, it must be an auspicious day, or a festival, although it is Chinese New Year's Eve today, it is okay, but the time has not come, and opening the ancestral hall without permission before the time has come will disturb the ancestors, and it will not be safe in the future.

This is the inheritance of Qingyuan people, and even he is no exception.

He wanted to refuse, but when he looked up, he found that Xu Baichuan was also looking at him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and finally agreed.

He didn't know if he didn't agree now, but he knew that if he didn't agree now, he was afraid that he would soon go to see those ancestors.

He also wanted to enjoy the glory and wealth, and he still wanted to live, so the choice was extremely easy.

Then he led Su Changjing to the quiet ancestral hall.

I kept thinking about why those cultivators hadn't come yet, and there was a faint murderous aura flashing in my eyes.

The thoughts and thoughts remain in the heart, and there is no noise in the mouth.

It's just that he didn't know that the faint murderous aura happened to be noticed by Xu Baichuan, who was following him.

Xu Baichuan glanced at Su Mingzhou, who had a lot of ideas, and his scalp was numb when he saw it, but in the end he didn't make a move, just smiled lightly.

This smile was enough to make Su Mingzhou stop the messy thoughts in his heart and lead the way seriously.

The Su Mansion is very large, so the ancestral hall is also very large, which is densely packed with tablets.

This is the destination of every person in Su Mansion, even Su Changjing, who was baptized in blood at that time, is no exception.

Although it only occupies a very small place.

And this time I stepped into the ancestral hall, also for the tablet.

When he took out Su Mu's position from the box, Su Changjing's expression showed a faint sadness.

And at this time, there happened to be music.

This is the ritual.

After solemnly placing the tablet on the vacant seat that he deserved, Su Changjing suddenly let out a long roar and knelt heavily on the ground.

Su Mingzhou is no exception, and everyone in Su Mansion is no exception, and even the musicians who play the rituals have to kneel on the ground and play.

This is the rule of large families, and the spirit of thousands of years of inheritance.

So the only one who didn't kneel in the mansion was Xu Baichuan, he was a little surprised when he looked at the people kneeling on the ground at first, but soon it became clear that after all, he was not from the Su Mansion, and he didn't have to abide by these rules, even if someone knelt according to him, he wouldn't kneel.

Because his sword is straight, therefore his man should also be straight.

The ritual was actually very cumbersome, but this time it was forced, so it was very simple, and after kneeling, and then reciting an article, the matter was over.

Su Changjing got up from the ground, slowly walked to Xu Baichuan who was standing by the door, and was about to kneel down with his legs bent.

Xu Baichuan stretched out his hand to hold him, and said calmly: "There is no need to be so, I said before, you and I are half friends, and if you want to kneel down now, then you will not become friends, you really want to be grateful, don't bother in the future, your words are really a lot." ”

Su Changjing stood up and said seriously: "Thank you Gongzi Xu, it won't be in the future." ”

Xu Baichuan looked at this young painter who had completely different worries at ease, nodded, and said calmly: "Since the tablet has been returned, there is still something to do, if there is nothing to do, let's go." ”

Su Changjing rubbed his nose and glanced at Su Mingzhou, but in the end he didn't say anything, just signaled that there was nothing to do.

Xu Baichuan smiled, didn't linger, turned around and left.

He didn't have to ask Su Changjing to make a choice, and since he didn't make a request, he didn't need to make any extraneous branches.

Su Changjing was stunned, and then ran quickly with the box to follow.

Su Mingzhou didn't stay, he wished that the two of them would leave quickly, and now this was exactly what he wanted.

After leaving the Su Mansion, Su Changjing took Xu Baichuan into a small alley, saying that he wanted to invite Xu Baichuan to eat some wine and food to thank him.

Xu Baichuan didn't refuse, the previous swords did cost him a lot of effort.

It's just that now it's more than ten years later, and the memories of childhood are no longer real, just like this tavern now, the people have gone to the building early, and the dust has fallen to the ground, and the two can only stand outside the closed tavern, silent.

Su Changjing whispered sorry.

Xu Baichuan shook his head and said that this was nothing, it was a big deal to change one.

It's just that it hasn't gone far yet, but there has been an incident again.

An old Taoist priest with immortal wind bones stood in front of him, holding a stalk of floating dust in his hand, and looked at the two of them quietly.

Or to look at Xu Baichuan and the sword on his body.

The alley is not big, so one person blocked most of the road by blocking the front, so that the two of them had to stop and look at the old Taoist priest who blocked the way.

The old Taoist priest who blocked the road is the master, called the Qingzhu Taoist, and there are two things to stop Xu Baichuan when he comes here today.

One thing is for the Taoist temple to enter the orthodoxy of the Daomen, and the other thing is for the revenge of the big disciples.

He could clearly feel that the coffin he left for his eldest disciple was on Xu Baichuan's body.

Xu Baichuan looked at the Qingzhu Daoist who suddenly appeared, his brows furrowed, and he felt that something was wrong, this Daoist seemed to be coming at him, without too much hesitation, and quickly asked, "Why is the Daoist here?"

Qingzhu Daoist was silent.

Xu Baichuan's brows furrowed even deeper, his perception of Dao Tu has always been good, after all, there is the jewel in Yizhuang in front.

But now this Dao soil is incomprehensible to him.

And what he can't see through must be Gao Xiu.

And this high repair is blocking the way, which is very unusual.

Xu Baichuan thought for a while, and then asked, "If it's okay, can you get out of the way?"

Qingzhu Daoist was still silent.

When Xu Baichuan was about to return to the original way and take a detour, he finally spoke.

"Your name is Xu Baichuan?"

Although Xu Baichuan was puzzled, he still agreed.

Qingzhu Daoist nodded and said seriously: "I want to kill you." ”