"You, you are...... He Lao?"

Zhu Bailian asked with some trembling. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Why not fight for this name, the younger generation of Qiushui disciples may really not remember it, but at this time, how can the people in this Hall of Forgetfulness not remember?

It's just that they, like Zhu Bailian at this moment, are a little unbelievable, and they can't believe that they are still alive.

After all, they have been for hundreds of years, and they have not heard any news about He Bufu.

It is rumored that he will either fall into the realm and die of old age, or he will die in the assassination of the demon clan, and like Mr. Big and Song Shuwen, the few people who know that he is still alive are always tight-lipped like a bottle, so why not stand in front of them so truly at this moment, how can they not be surprised?

"I didn't expect you to remember me. ”

Why don't you turn your head and glance at Zhu Bailian expressionlessly.

"When your father led you into the mountains, you were only an eight or nine-year-old child, but I didn't expect that a hundred years would pass in a flash. ”

He said in a slightly evocative tone.

"When, of course, remember, my father has mentioned you many times. ”

Zhu Bailian's attitude became extremely respectful.

He was so respectful, of course, it wasn't because of his father, and at this time, why didn't he fight for a weak breath, and his cultivation plummeted, and he was even less so.

But as the instinct of a high-level cultivator, the killing intent on his body that was light and light, but the soul-destroying intent kept warning him, this was very dangerous, even more dangerous than Xiao Yicai behind him.

"Baiyuan Liu Qingqing visits Master Zu!"

After discovering that He Buzheng appeared at the door, Liu Qingqing immediately flew over and knelt down in front of He Buzheng.

There are portraits of He Bu hanging everywhere in Baiyuan, and this Liu Qingqing naturally will not be unrecognizable.

"Girl, get up. ”

He Buzheng smiled rarely, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible force helped Liu Qingqing up.

"Master Xie. ”

Liu Qingqing stood up.

"You are fortunate to be holding the white garden alone. ”

He said with a hint of guilt in his tone.

In order to inherit Baiyuan, Liu Qingqing practiced the spell left by He Buzheng, and this spell is almost all a trick that hurts the enemy and hurts oneself in seven points, if you don't practice it, it will be difficult to resolve these injuries, Liu Qingqing's appearance is a good proof.

"Master Zu is serious, it is my life's luck to be able to guard the White Garden. ”

Liu Qingqing shook his head.

"Since the ancestor is still alive, why don't you go back to Baiyuan?"

She asked, looking up.

"I'm old and want to find a quiet place to rest. ”

Why not argue.

Hearing this, Liu Qingqing wanted to ask something more, but was stopped by He Buzheng raising his hand.

"Come with me. ”

I saw why not fight past Zhu Bailian and come to Li Yunsheng.

"Thank you, Mr. He. ”

Li Yunsheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and nodded.

"Old He, you, you can't take him away!"

Zhu Bailian hesitated again and again, but he stopped Li Yunsheng again in front of He Buzheng.

"If you have something to do with him, it's not too late for me to find out who taught him the art of sacrifice!"

He gritted his teeth.

"You don't have to ask. ”

Why don't you raise your head and look at Zhu Bailian and say:

"I taught it. ”

This sentence was like a basin of cold water poured down on Zhu Bailian's head, making him stunned there.

"This sacrificial technique is just a means of survival, not as serious as you think. ”

Why not fight and beckoned to Li Yunsheng.

Li Yunsheng didn't say a word, and walked to He Buzheng's side calmly.

"Did you use the moth?"

Why don't you fight against Li Yunsheng.

"Yes. ”

Hearing this, Li Yunsheng hurriedly took out the dream moth.

In fact, this dream moth had eaten Shi Wenxuan's memory at the beginning, but Li Yunsheng didn't want to get involved, so he kept it hidden and didn't take it out.

"Master Song, you can take it and check it, just let it come back after checking. ”

Why don't you take the dream moth, and with a shake of your hand, the moth flew towards Song Shuwen.

Looking at the dream-eating moth that flew over, everyone's hearts couldn't help but feel a chill, this little thing is not a good kind.

However, when they saw the dream moth, they heard that Li Yunsheng's sacrificial technique was not to fight, and everyone immediately understood why he did not fight, presumably in this dream moth, the situation of the day was recorded.

"Thank you, thank you. ”

Song Shuwen's face twitched, and he cautiously raised his hand to let the dream eater stop his palm.

"Let's go. ”

Why don't you fight and say a word to Li Yunsheng without replying.

And this time, no one dared to stop him again.

......

On the mountain road under the Autumn Water Peak.

"What do you think you're doing this time?"

Why not fight and talk with Li Yunsheng while walking.

"Not good. ”

Li Yunsheng said.

"What's wrong?"

"The art of sacrifice should not be used. ”

"Not true. ”

Hearing this, He Buzheng stopped, glanced back at Li Yunsheng, and then continued to walk forward.

"Means are not a problem. ”

He Buzheng was silent for a while and said:

"There are some things that you believe are right, but the means don't matter. ”

"In that case, what's wrong?"

Li Yunsheng asked.

"You've been called here today, it's just not right. ”

Why not argue.

"You weren't clean enough. ”

He glanced back at Li Yunsheng.

"Come with me back to Xinyulou for a few days. ”

He quickened his pace as he spoke.

"Why go and stay for a few days?"

"Those old guys said they missed you. ”

......

The Hall of Forgetfulness.

Why don't you fight to go with Li Yunsheng, the palace of forgetting words will soon be empty, and only Song Shuwen and Liu Qingqing are left.

"I didn't expect He Lao and the others to really accept Li Yunsheng as a disciple. ”

Song Shuwen sat on the chair and sighed.

"Senior brother, do you know something?"

Liu Qingqing listened to Song Shuwen's tone, as if he had known for a long time that Li Yunsheng and He Buzheng had an intersection with them.

"I actually only found out that He Lao was still alive last year, and it was Mr. Big who took me to meet them at that time. ”

Song Shuwen then told Mr. Da about meeting Li Yunsheng and Yang Wanli in Xinyulou at that time.

"I didn't expect that this little apprentice of Baiyunguan would have such an opportunity!"

Liu Qingqing was a little surprised.

"yes......"

Song Shuwen stood up.

"It's time for me to go, I'll leave this nightmoth to you. ”

He handed the Dream Moth to Liu Qingqing.

"Hmm...... Huh?"

Just when Liu Qingqing raised his hand and was about to take over the nightmare moth, he suddenly found that the hundred feet he was holding in his hand was still floating in it like a gossamer.

"How can this turbidity last so long?"

Liu Qingqing was a little surprised.

"Any questions?"

Song Shuwen asked.

Hearing this, Liu Qingqing did not speak, but shook his head thoughtfully, and then sent a piece of his true yuan into the white water ruler as if he was tentative.

In an instant, I saw that the true yuan turned into a wisp of green qi and floated in it.

Everything was still normal here, but the next moment, the two of them were shocked to find that the wisp of turbid qi swallowed up the wisp of green qi like a black snake.

"It's ......"

The two looked at each other dumbfounded.

However, at this time, the changes in the white water ruler still did not stop, and the black qi that devoured the green qi suddenly slowly faded to black, turning into a wisp of golden air, and it took a long time before slowly dissipating.

"Golden...... True Yuan?"