In front of the square, a row of bluestone steps slowly stretches up, and at the end is a majestic temple.

The blue tile and white wall are majestic and magnificent.

There are two giant white jade stone carvings at the door, look at the shape of two angry unicorns, lifelike, majestic, especially a pair of eyes carved vividly, the majesty of the unicorn is vividly displayed, as if it will break through the shackles and step on the clouds at any time.

On the eaves, there is a large plaque with gold characters on a black background, which reads: True Self Palace.

Han Sanbao followed the two guiding disciples into the True Self Hall.

From the entrance to the deepest part of the distance of about ten zhang, with a red carpet paved into a red carpet avenue, climb ten stone steps, at the end of which is a golden throne, the atmosphere is magnificent.

The temple was empty.

Han Sanbao looked straight at the golden throne and thought to himself: Looking at the color, it seems to be made of pure gold, it would be great if he could move it away, even if he couldn't move it all out, it would be good to take it away with a corner.

As the two disciples bypassed the throne and came to the backyard.

In front of him, Shangguan Zizhen was sitting at a stone table, playing against a middle-aged man with a Dao bone fairy style opposite.

At this point, the two leading disciples whispered a word of invitation to Han Sanbao and left.

Han Sanbao carried Lu Weihan on his back, walked behind Shangguan Zizhen along the stone path, glanced at the black and white battlefield on the stone table a few times, was confused, lost interest, and looked at the middle-aged man opposite suspiciously.

This person is probably Baili Haoran, the head of Taihua Mountain.

He was like Shangguan Zizhen, wearing a light gray robe, and he looked casual and simple in his dress, not at all like the head of a big sect.

Unlike Shangguan Zizhen, this person's long black hair was scattered down, and only the long hair on his forehead was braided into two small lines, tied behind his head, and the rest of his long hair hung down behind his shoulders like a waterfall.

He looks about forty years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a dignified appearance.

The fingers of his right hand are slender and white, his thumb and index finger are pinching a grain of white, staring intently at the criss-crossing black and white battlefield, the corners of his mouth are lightly raised, filled with a hint of nonchalant smile, gentle and elegant.

Hearing Shangguan Zizhen, he obviously said angrily: "Senior brother in charge, you can think properly before you can settle down." ”

Sure enough, it's Baili Haoran!

Han Sanbao looked at him and felt that he was more like an amiable and elegant scholar than the head of Taihua Mountain, a dignified cultivator.

Baili Haoran pinched the chess pieces and thought about it a little, gently put a piece on the lower left corner of the chessboard, and said in a gentle voice: "Senior brother, calm down before you can leave a good piece." ”

As he fell, Han Sanbao set his eyes on the chessboard again. On the chessboard, the black and white sons are densely packed, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.

He didn't know how to play the game, he couldn't even see the excitement, and he felt dizzy after a few glances.

"Put me down. Lu Weihan whispered.

Han Sanbao put her down as she said, and she pushed the wheelchair wheels herself, approached the chessboard, and looked at the strangulation on the chessboard with burning eyes.

Shangguan Zi really pinched a sunspot, his fingers trembled slightly, but he didn't fall for a long time.

When Han Sanbao saw his appearance, he was taken aback.

Shangguan Zizhen's face was still calm, but in the tiger's eyes, there were two bursts of raging anger, as if he could burn a hole in the void in front of him.

Obviously, he was calm on the surface, but in fact, his heart was already a monstrous wave, and he was just suppressing his anger.

'Could it be that he was killed by Baili Haoran and lost his armor and became angry?' The chess game is too bad, right?' Han Sanbao thought disdainfully.

Seeing that Shangguanzi really had a tendency to explode in anger, Baili Haoran said softly: "Success or failure is empty, Qingshan is still there." If it is a fact, why be persistent? Let it go, and it will come true. ”

Shangguan Zizhen's eyes were even more angry.

Seeing this, Han Sanbao quietly pushed Lu Weihan to go farther, so as not to let Shangguan Zizhen explode in anger and harm the pond fish.

"Senior brother, if Xingshi is gone, can you still be so calm?" Shangguan Zizhen still didn't fall behind, and almost asked through gritted teeth.

Baili Haoran said gently: "Great love is boundless, goodness is like water, why be obsessed with who is who?"

"Huh!"

Shangguan Zizhen sneered, and suddenly slapped his palm on the stone table, "I can't do it!"

With a loud bang, the whole stone table was shattered piece by piece, and the stone chips were splashed, like countless small hidden weapons, the surrounding strange flowers and rockery gardens were crackled, and the eaves of the colonnade were beaten out of small holes like pinholes, densely packed.

Han Sanbao was secretly stunned, fortunately he retreated first, otherwise this time, he would not be beaten into a hornet's nest?

Baili Haoran sat upright, facing Shangguanzi's really terrifying palm, even his expression did not change in the slightest, and the countless stone chips were blocked by an invisible air flow in front of him before he got close, and they turned into powder one after another, and even a single corner of his clothes was not touched.

Han Sanbao was dumbfounded.

Baili Haoran's self-cultivation, how terrifying is it?

"Alas!" Lu Weihan sighed lightly: "It's a pity that Shangguan Zhenren has a good hand in chess. ”

Han Sanbao doesn't know how to play chess, and he can't tell whose chess is good and whose chess is bad, but he feels that Shangguan really dares to slap the table in front of Baili Haoran, and he is really courageous.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry, I'll pay you a new stone table. ”

Shangguan Zizhen slapped down, and the anger that was stuffed in his chest was vented, and he immediately regretted it and apologized as soon as possible.

Han Sanbao: "......"

"It's okay, it's best if you calm down. ”

Baili Haoran had a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, his tone was as gentle as ever, and he continued: "Remember to repair even my gate wall garden another day, so as not to bother me." ”

Shangguan Zizhen looked like his anger had really calmed down, got up and clenched his fists, bent over ninety degrees, and looked very reverent, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Baili Haoran nodded, finally turned his gaze to Han Sanbao and Lu Weihan, and smiled kindly: "The two of you have come from afar, and you are tired from the journey, please take a seat." ”

Although the stone table is destroyed, the stone bench is still there.

Han Sanbao pushed Lu Weihan, walked over again, and hugged his fists towards Baili Haoran and said: "Han Sanbao, the younger generation, has seen Baili Zhenren. ”

looked at Shangguan Zizhen, and then looked at Baili Haoran, and there was a strange feeling lingering in his heart.

I always feel ......

The change in Shangguan Zizhen's attitude is a bit strange. He suddenly lost nine beloved disciples, and his grief and anger were understandable, but when he slapped him, he seemed to be no longer angry for a moment, but looked a little scared.

How so?

Lu Weihan saw the salute and said: "No, Lu Weihan, I have seen the head of Baili." ”

The smile at the corner of Baili Haoran's mouth was a little more conspicuous, and his tone was more gentle, "No need to be polite." Han Shaoxia, it's not the first time I've heard your name. ”

Han Shaoxia's three words pierced Han Sanbao like a sharp needle, and said: "I'm not a young man, I'm the big boss of the Qiong'e Gang, the fierce and vicious little overlord." ”

Lu Weihan couldn't help but roll her eyes, turned her head, and pretended not to know this person.

"Oh?"

Baili Haoran's eyes flashed with a hint of imperceptible color, and said: "The extremely vicious little overlord, I think, it's not so vicious, hehe!"

Han Sanbao scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Actually, this is just a name, just like the name of your Baili real person Baili head of Baili, it just sounds majestic." ”

"Bold!" Shangguan Zizhen shouted.

"Senior brother, why bother with children?"

Baili Haoran said, looked at Han Sanbao again, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became a little more kind, "Do you think that Baili Zhenren or Baili Master sounds very majestic?"

His kind smile infected Han Sanbao, and he felt that he was approachable, and compared with Shangguan Zizhen, he had a little more fireworks, and said with a smile: "It's a little worse than my name as a fierce little overlord, but it's also majestic enough." ”

Shangguan Zizhen hung his head weakly and sighed secretly.

"I see. ”

Baili Haoran smiled and nodded, the strange color in his eyes was a little stronger.

looked at Shangguan Zizhen, changed the topic and said: "Senior brother, whether Brother Han's apprentice is related to the death of Hao'er and others, at this time, she is not only under the Xuanzong sect, but also a lost person, the so-called prodigal son does not change money, we, as elders, should give young people a chance to mend their ways." You say, yes?"

When Han Sanbao heard this, he was overjoyed.

He was worried about how to save Wang Guyan, he didn't want Baili Haoran to be so reasonable, he hadn't opened his mouth yet, but he forgave Wang Guyan first.

Looking at Baili Haoran again, he felt more and more kind, and he couldn't wait to hug his thigh and kiss him fiercely, and said happily: "The real person is very right, young people, who will not make mistakes, the important thing is to know that mistakes can be changed, this is the most valuable thing." ”

Baili Haoran smiled and said nothing.