Bai Yi, who was temporarily out of the sea of suffering, was in a very happy mood, and he hummed a small tune and returned to the guest room where he was staying, ready to retrieve his clothes, and left this place of right and wrong. Isn't it just to avoid such trouble after paying so much price for the pen &www.biquge.info amp; fun & pavilion? Just like what Bai Yi had prepared before, if nothing could be done, he immediately withdrew.

After getting his own hint, if the Chongyang Patriarch is not able to beat the combination of the little prince of the Jin Dynasty and the Bliss Palace, then he will not be able to be regarded as the number one grandmaster in the world. As for his own purpose, in fact, he is just to see if he can gain something, and there is no need to put himself in it.

Unfortunately, things don't always go as planned.

Bai Yi stared at the old Taoist priest who was blocking him, although he looked older than the Chongyang Patriarch who had entered the realm of the unity of heaven and man, but Bai Yi knew that the other party was definitely not the predecessor of the Chongyang Patriarch, after all, this world has an upper limit, and there will not be an existence that is much stronger than the Chongyang Patriarch, and this world cannot appear.

So who is this one?

"Poor Dao Changzi, why is the little junior brother in such a hurry?"

As soon as these words came out, Bai Yi felt a shudder in his heart, and he lamented in his heart that the old immortal still had a back hand. Didn't you say that it will be made public tomorrow, I really believe in your evil!

In fact, this is Bai Yi's mistake, recruiting closed disciples and establishing the next head of the sect are both important matters, how could Chongyang Patriarch not say hello to several of his descendants in advance, breathe, the Quanzhen Sect has been able to develop and grow to this point, and a large part of it is the credit of the seven sons of Quanzhen, so it is reasonable to inform them.

Therefore, encountering Changchun Ziqiu's opportunity was just an accident caused by his poor luck.

But how could Bai Yi think so, he is a loyal supporter of Xunzi's "sexual evil theory". In his opinion, this is the trick that Patriarch Chongyang made in order to avoid his refusal.

So, Bai Yi didn't answer, but his body was stunned, and then he tried to pass through the side of Lao Dao. His body is as vigorous as an ape, and even if the other party is a first-class master who is famous all over the world, he should have escaped because of his untimely reaction.

It's a pity that Bai Yi thought too well, and Qiu Chuji, who was called "Changchun Zhenren", was not a wasted person, and the floating dust on his right arm quietly rolled up, blocking Bai Yi's way in an instant, forcing him back to the same place. However, this made Bai Yi more and more sure, this must be the other party's prepared backhand, otherwise how could he react so quickly.

The previous Chongyang Patriarch's practice of revealing his identity made Bai Yi's heart already messy, and he couldn't think calmly, as if an inexplicable sense of urgency forced him to make a choice. Before he had time to think about it, the short sword on his waist was already unsheathed, and the white-clothed gaze was sharp, glaring fiercely at the old Taoist priest who was still leisurely and indifferent.

To tell the truth, Changchun Ziqiu's qi cultivation kung fu is also excellent, and in the face of such an unreasonable move by Bai Yi, he did not get angry, but took back the floating dust, as if he wanted to ask about the cause and effect. However, Bai Yi did not intend to continue to kill time, and for him, any more delay now could bring new variables.

The short sword was crossed, the white clothes were not retained, and the cold light on the sword was as swift as a thunderbolt. His sword aura became extremely sharp, intending to force Changchunzi to retreat and make way for him. Changchunzi didn't seem to have any intention of taking this swift sword, and the old Taoist priest retreated sideways, but the floating dust in his palm was like a silver snake, and it suddenly entangled the white clothes who wanted to take the opportunity to leave.

That's right, Changchunzi just wanted to drag Bai Yi, and the Chongyang Patriarch had explained to several of their disciples who were still on Zhongnan Mountain before, so he naturally wouldn't hurt this little junior brother who was favored by the patriarch. But this did not prevent him from dragging Bai Yi, as long as he waited for the ancestor to arrive, naturally everything would be solved.

As an old and respectful senior, Changchunzi's way of dealing with it is naturally extremely appropriate. But what Bai Yi is most afraid of seeing now is also Chongyang Patriarch, he naturally knows that the other party is obviously much stronger than himself, and he only entangles himself, but he does not make a heavy hand, and he also leaves a lot of affection. But this does not mean that Bai Yi will accept the other party's love, and in the face of today's crisis, Bai Yi, who is unwilling to be caught here, will naturally struggle.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Yi precipitated his mixed thoughts a little, and he couldn't continue to panic. Leaving all his worries behind, and not thinking about any follow-up plans and results, Bai Yi now only adheres to one thought, "defeat the old bull's nose in front of him".

Chang Chunzi naturally saw the changes in the young man, and couldn't help but admire: "The sword heart is clear, and the qualifications are really good." Feeling that the edge changed from outward to introverted, Changchunzi naturally would not be stupid to think that this young man was ready to be caught, such a sharp long sword would rather be bent than bent, how could it be stopped so easily.

In response to the implicit and unrevealing sharp aura, the momentum on Changchunzi's body slowly decreased, although it seemed as if he was about to retreat, but it was actually a sign that he was serious.

Heavy is light roots, quiet is restless. Facing Changchunzi, whose face was as calm as water, Bai Yi felt great pressure for the first time. The sword that the ancestor made before was also based on the instinct of irresistible pressure, just like a leap in the face of an abyss, advancing and retreating is a dead end, naturally moving forward blatantly, even if he dies, he has no regrets.

Now, however, it is as if facing a calm and gentle sea, and although it can move forward freely, it cannot find the end of victory, and it is always necessary to fear that the rising tide will easily swallow it up. This kind of silence is powerful, and it is powerful without weaknesses.

At this time, the old Taoist priest in the eyes of the white clothes is no longer the old Taoist priest, as if he has integrated into the surrounding mountains and rivers and nature, nowhere to be found but everywhere. His sword heart trembled slightly, wanting to attack, but he couldn't find the slightest direction to attack.

However, Bai Yi knew that all this was just his own illusion, and Changchunzi on the other side was still standing in place, but the momentum on the other party's body had induced him. Although compared to Chongyang Patriarch, this momentum has not yet reached the state of returning to the basics, but compared to himself, he is also flawless. These Taoist old bull noses, the momentum of the competition is a must.

There is no need to guess, Bai Yi also knows that the martial arts of Changchunzi on the opposite side are taken from the artistic conception of the growth of all things and the undefeated artistic conception of Changchun, but unfortunately in the face of such a simple and clear artistic conception, he can't make a sword. In the face of such a state of mind, even if it is a sword at the bottom of the box, I am afraid it may not be effective. Withdrawing the short sword back to his waist, Bai Yi purely thought about countermeasures, and in this situation, it was better not to have a sword than not to use a sword.