In a secret room, the mysterious female cultivator signed a legal contract with Xu Yao under the witness of Shangyun Pavilion and floated away, but Xu Yao in the secret room did not mean to leave the secret room with him, but looked stunned and thought about something.

At the foot of Mengyang Mountain, in a gorgeous courtyard, the gate of the courtyard was torn apart with a bang, and at the same time, a blood-colored figure crossed the air, and then slammed on the ground, "waste" A roar full of anger came from the courtyard, and a young man wearing a dragon embroidered gold silk brocade robe, a white jade belt wrapped around his waist, stepping on the golden boots of the clouds, and wearing a blue tortoiseshell crown on his head walked slowly from the courtyard.

His clothes are very luxurious, but he can't hide the gloom on his face, "It's been five years, don't talk about Bai Yijia, you haven't even solved the waste miscellaneous disciple beside him, what use do I want you." After speaking, the right palm of the noble son in the robe was straight into a knife, the fierce color in his eyes flashed, and the green flame on his palm lit up, and the knife was about to slash down vertically, cutting into the air, but was stopped by a hand as white as jade.

And the owner of this hand, it was the evil young man who stood side by side with him with a lazy expression, dressed as a scholar, who didn't seem to notice the increasingly dangerous light in the eyes of the young man in the gorgeous robe next to him, and the evil scholar said weakly, "Brother Yiyu, stop your anger, although the bloody clothes are not effective, but Bi Yuan is about to open, it is the time to employ people, if you leave it useful, it is not too late to punish him after he has made meritorious contributions."

Speaking of which, the evil scholar seemed to think that it was too hard to lift his arm, so he put down the arm that was stopped in front of the prince in the robe robe, "Besides, over the years, the bloody clothes have also trained a lot of dead soldiers for us and others, and solved a lot of troubles that are inconvenient for us to do. ”

The young man in the robe snorted coldly, but he also slowly lowered the palm he raised, "Since Yi'an you intercede for him, it's not that I can't let him go, but the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime is inevitable, this time that miscellaneous disciple will go down the mountain again, I don't care what method you use in the bloody clothes, I don't want to see that ant on Mengyang Mountain again, I want to fly up the branch and become a phoenix with a little talent?

The young man in the gorgeous robe and the evil scholar in the courtyard are Bai Yiyu and Bai Yi'an, who are of the same clan as Bai Yijia, there is no doubt.

After finishing speaking, the young man in the robe no longer paid attention to the two people present, and patted the Dan pot on his waist, and a burst of clouds and mist poured out to wrap it away. And the blood-colored figure that was originally on the ground slowly stood up after the Huapao boy withdrew, and after bowing slightly to Bai Yi'an, he quickly disappeared in place.

At this time, the evil scholar's expression remained unchanged, his face was still lazy, and a weak voice floated in this courtyard, "Ah Fu, how long have you been following me", the courtyard that was originally empty except for Bai Yi'an suddenly appeared a shadow, and in this shadow, a monk with a gloomy face bowed to the ground.

"Back to the words of the childe, when the son was twelve years old, the little one accidentally startled the young master's horse, and it has been eight years since he was rescued by the son that day", the lazy expression of the evil young man seemed to be a little surprised, "It's been eight years so long, not bad, these eight years you have to work under me on the one hand, and on the other hand, you have to take care of your young master's business, but it is also very hard."

The face of the Yin Owl Monk who was originally kneeling on the ground suddenly changed greatly, he had followed Bai Yi'an for eight years, but he knew his methods, and immediately trembled all over, kept kowtowing, and his forehead was suddenly red.

Bai Yi'an smiled slightly, "Okay, okay, if you can appear here alive today, you should know that you don't have to die for the time being." This brother of mine has been losing his mind more and more recently, and I can't even play it if I want to play it, which is really worrying."

"Young master, he ......", the Yin Owl Monk who was kneeling on the ground couldn't help but interject, "Young Master, oh, no, he will not be soon, hahahahaha...", after interrupting the Yin Owl Monk's words, Bai Yi'an burst out laughing, laughing so much that tears faintly appeared in the corners of his eyes.

"After the bloody clothes do it, tell Bai Yijia about this matter, one by one, as it is, after this, whether you want to come to me or go back to Bai Yiyu, it's up to you."

The Yin Owl Monk couldn't help but look up when he heard this, but he saw that the courtyard was silent and empty, and at some point, Bai Yi'an had already drifted away.

On the other hand, Bai Yiyu, who had already withdrawn, suddenly appeared with countless bloodshots on his already gloomy face, and at first glance he looked more and more hideous, "Father and uncles, even the bastard born to a lowly maid in your clan, who is only barely classified into the lineage with a little talent, dares to underestimate me." ”

"After I expel Bai Yijia from the Bai family and cultivate it to the ground, I will uproot your dilapidated restaurant to vent the hatred in my heart."

And Xu Yao, who had already returned to his bamboo house, had no idea that the crisis had quietly come. At the auction of Shangyun Pavilion, Xu Yao not only got his wish to exchange the Blood Flame Boots for the spiritual grass spiritual materials he needed, but also received a refining commission by chance, which was already a lot of money.

When his wish came true, Xu Yao was in a good mood, and even the dilemma that the pills and spiritual springs were about to be exhausted were left behind. After returning to the Zizhu Essence House for a little pranayama, Xu Yao looked at the water-repellent bead refining atlas in his hand and began to study it quietly.

As a special-purpose magic weapon, there are legends in even the myths of the mortal world, and the monk has heard of it since he embarked on the path, but this does not mean that it can be one in the world of cultivating immortals, in fact, the magic weapon of the water bead is rare because of its rare refining materials, the difficulty of refining, and its own fragility, in most cases, it is a valuable magic weapon.

For some monks with special purposes, it is no less than a superb magic weapon in their hands, and for monks who have no relevant needs, magic weapons such as water beads are a bit weak compared to their value.

But Xu Yao is just one of the monks who needs to avoid water droplets recently. Outside the scripture building before, Bai Yijia secretly invited Xu Yao to join forces, and it was this trip to Biyuan.

Speaking of this Bi Yuan, I have to mention a sect secret, after the death of a sect monk, a Bi Jiao of his imperial envoy caused chaos outside Mengyang Mountain, and when he was beheaded here by the strong man of the sect at that time, somehow his demon body turned into a secret realm that was very beneficial to the monks in the Qi training period to break through the condensation vein.

According to common sense, the sect has killed a big demon, and because of misfortune to create a blessed land of the sect, how can it be passed on by word of mouth in the sect. But I don't know why the whole sect was secretive about it at that time, so this Biyuan Secret Realm, except for the disciples of the family who have been inherited for a long time and know some of the secrets of the year, almost none of the rest of the people know about it.