The book continued from the above, and the three Bai Xiaoyi, who did not die, were taken back to Bao'en Temple by Xi Yingzhen, who arrived in time. After a day of recuperation, Bai Xiaoyi and Hu Mei'er have fully recovered, but Ao Cangfeng, who has been deceived by the mind trick, is still in a coma. Bai Xiaoyi, who woke up, told his cheap master about their experience in the dungeon, and learned from Xi Yingzhen about the legend of the Daozang Ancestor and the origin of the innate fire spirit that they let go.

Bai Xiaoyi, who had many adventures in a few days, not only made great progress in his skills, but what was even more surprising was that his own fortune had been connected with the luck of the Ming Dynasty. The improved mood of the teenager has new ideals and ambitions, and he decides to embark on a road he wants to take to create a world that belongs to him with his own hands.

But before that, what the two of them had to do first was to go to Shen Wansan's mansion for the first time to renew the life and heal of a patient with a distinguished status.

Staggered the unexpected shower at noon, Bai Xiaoyi followed Xi Yingzhen to take advantage of the rare coolness after the rain and walked on the street leading to Shen Mansion again. Although the fox demon girl also wanted to join in the fun, but under the strong obstruction and persuasion of the old Taoist, she finally reluctantly stayed in Bao'en Temple to take care of the arrogant wind who was still in a coma.

Along the way, Bai Xiaoyi briefly got to know the patient this time. Listening to his cheap master, this time they want to save a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl. Her surname is Zhu, and she is the daughter of a friend of Xi Yingzhen. It seems that it was because he was injured by a certain master of the rivers and lakes a few years ago, and he exhausted his innate vitality, which led to his life now. Her father couldn't bear to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person, so he searched for famous doctors all over the world, just to save his daughter's life. The old Taoist priest said things very vaguely, as if he was deliberately concealing something, but Bai Xiaoyi didn't care about this, anyway, he felt that it was a good thing to be able to use this innocent true qi cultivation to save people, and he couldn't bear to watch such an upright and gorgeous girl die so early. Of course, the main reason is that the people who can become old friends with him, a cheap master, are generally not ordinary people, and they can get so many benefits by saving a Shen Wansan last time, so this time, they will definitely get more.

No matter what kind of calculus this scoundrel young man had in his heart, half an hour later, the master and apprentice had successfully arrived at the gate of the Shen Mansion. But as soon as he walked into Chang'an Street, Bai Xiaoyi obviously noticed a trace of abnormality. What used to be a bustling street is suddenly deserted today.

The original scattered stalls on both sides of the street are now only three or five scattered. And the shops opposite the Shen Mansion have stopped operating for some reason. Looking at the strange eyes cast by those passers-by on the street, Bai Xiaoyi, who had a heart, suddenly felt a murderous aura that made his sweat and hair explode.

Suddenly closing his eyes, the rogue boy immediately opened his heart. At this look, Bai Xiaoyi suddenly gasped. On the street in front of them, the men who seemed to be dressed as street vendors and passers-by were all masters with almost first-grade Vajra realm cultivation. And the most eye-catching thing turned out to be a tea guest on the second floor of a teahouse on the side of the road, that person had a faint layer of purple qi on his body, and he was a master of the celestial realm.

Bai Xiaoyi probed into the past and found that the person was the man in the feather coat he had seen on the day he picked up the brocade box. But when his divine thoughts had just probed towards the man, a strange fluctuation instantly emanated from the man in feather-clad body, and slammed directly into Bai Xiaoyi's divine thoughts. With a snort, the scoundrel boy opened his eyes dizzily. He looked in the direction of the teahouse with some fear, stretched out his hand and grabbed the green-shirted Taoist who continued to move forward and said:

"Master, master, something is wrong...... Why are there so many masters on this street all of a sudden......"

Slightly full, Xi Yingzhen gently reassured:

"It's okay, it may be that Jinyiwei's people are handling the case, it's none of our business, just go. ”

Worriedly followed the Qingyi Taoist through this section of the street, Bai Xiaoyi was so overwhelmed by the surrounding atmosphere that he didn't dare to take a breath. He always felt that on the second floor of the teahouse, there was always a pair of eyes watching his every move.

It wasn't until the master and apprentice walked into the gate of the Shen Mansion that this suffocating sense of oppression gradually disappeared. With a long sigh of relief, the rogue boy muttered angrily:

"What does this mean, there are so many masters in ambush in broad daylight, are these Jinyi guards going to catch the world's number one devil or what, as for it?"

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Xi Yingzhen, who was walking in front, didn't pay attention to the apprentice's complaints, he didn't want to tell this kid the truth now, if he knew that it was the tenth princess who was the emperor's favorite to be saved later, he would have to scare this kid to death. What's more, the honorable emperor surnamed Zhu should be waiting for them in the inner hall at this moment.

Under the leadership of the housekeeper, the master and apprentice entered the inner courtyard of the Shen Mansion with ease. But this time, the three of them did not go to the courtyard where Shen Wansan was, but came to another quiet and elegant courtyard.

Let the master and apprentice into the courtyard, and the middle-aged housekeeper immediately said goodbye and retired, leaving only an old man and a young man staring at each other stunned in place.

After a while, the door of the courtyard opened, and a man with a cold face and a goatee under his chin walked out. The man looked to be forty or fifty years old, with sword eyebrows and eagle eyes, a Chinese face, and a clear vertical stripe between the two eyebrows. This uncle walked like a tiger, and at first glance he was a practitioner, his left hand was on his waist, and his right hand was vigilantly held on the box knife pinned to his waist. looked Bai Xiaoyi, who was at a loss for a while, looked up and down with cold eyes, and then the cold-faced uncle said loudly:

"Master, it's Xi Zhenren, they're here. ”

After a pause, a deep voice rang out in the room:

"Got it, let them in. ”

The green-shirted Taoist and the cold-faced uncle looked at each other for a moment, and nodded slightly to say hello. But when Bai Xiaoyi passed by that person, he felt an invisible sense of oppression. This feeling seems to be a little more stressful than the pressure on the street just now, which makes the rogue boy a little uneasy, what is going on today, how can so many masters appear for no reason?

Walking into the room with a suspicious face, Bai Xiaoyi saw at a glance that Shen Wansan, who was thin but radiant, was sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals with a smile, brewing tea himself with the tea set at hand. To his right, there was a long-faced old man about his age, but even more burly, looking at him with a serious face. The old man's heavenly court was full and round, with the air of a king, but this big long face looked like a shoehorn, which slightly affected the beauty. But even so, the old man's eyes were sharp, and there was a unique majesty and domineering all over his body. Although he was also wearing a foreign uniform, no matter how he looked at it, the old man did not look like a businessman, but more like a battle-hardened general.

After hesitating for a moment, Bai Xiaoyi hurriedly bowed and saluted:

"Bai Xiaoyi, I've seen Uncle Shen. ”

Xi Yingzhen didn't greet them, but just sat on the side. And Shen Wansan, who had just made tea, said with a warm smile:

"Oh, Xiao Yi is here, come and sit, come and sit. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the long-faced old man beside him and said:

"What about this one...... Zhu Yuanwai is also my old friend with your master, just call Uncle Zhu. ”

Respectfully saluted again, Bai Xiaoyi said softly:

"Kid Bai Xiaoyi, I've seen Uncle Zhu. ”

The long-faced old man replied absentmindedly, and his eyes kept staring at Bai Xiaoyi endlessly from beginning to end.

Coughing lightly in embarrassment, Xi Yingzhen instructed his apprentice:

"Xiao Yi, there are no outsiders here, you can sit down. ”

Agreeing softly, Bai Xiaoyi sat down suspiciously. He glanced behind him with his spare eyes, and saw that the cold-faced uncle was coldly guarding the door like a door god. Some of the young men who couldn't figure out the situation raised their heads blankly, but they happened to make eye contact with the long-faced old man. The young man, who was stunned by the old man's majestic gaze, instinctively showed his cheap smile. The old man who saw his cheap smile frowned slightly, he turned sideways, and asked in a worried tone:

"Xi Zhenren, you said that it was this child who could save Wei'er's life?"

Please brushed the long hair under his chin, and the green-shirted Taoist replied gently:

"That's right, it's the scoundrel. ”