Chapter 3: It's All My Oba

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai!"

Seeing Ye Xiaobai with one hand on his shoulder, and he was distracted again, Chen Hai shouted twice.

"Well, what are you doing? Aren't you going to get a mission, don't be sluggish, let's go. ”

Withdrawing his hand, Ye Xiaobai instantly put away his appearance as if he had just woken up from a dream, and said to Chen Hai in front of him seriously.

Chen Hai was honest, he couldn't react for a while, although he also felt that something was wrong in his heart, but when he heard Ye Xiaobai say that he was taking the task, he nodded seriously and followed.

The two of them rushed all the way to the mission hall, and after walking for a short distance, Chen Hai came back to his senses and said to Ye Xiaobai on the side: "Xiaobai, it was obvious that I was waiting for you just now, seeing that you were standing in a daze again, I ......"

"Comrade Xiaohai, don't care about these details, it's important to get the task. ”

Ye Xiaobai interrupted Chen Hai's words, and he didn't have to guess what he wanted to say.

It has been more than three years since he came to this world, and in the past three years, Ye Xiaobai has spent almost all of his time in the sect, and the Star Picking Sect is a giant in the Dongzhou cultivation world, and the sect can be described as full of geniuses.

But Ye Xiaobai didn't have any foundation after all, and he was promoted to the outer gate after two years of miscellaneous work in the Star Picking Sect.

In the past three years, Ye Xiaobai has seen too many disciples who are either arrogant, arrogant and domineering, or unscrupulous.

Not to mention the three hundred inner disciples, among the outer disciples, there are many such as princes, princesses, young masters and young ladies of the great family.

These people are all geniuses in their own country or family, but in the Star Picking Sect, they are only better than most of the disciples, but their arrogant and domineering nature is not much restrained.

What's more, the strength of cultivators is respected, and there are really not many Xiaobai like Chen Hai.

"Xiaobai, are you homesick again?"

After staying with Ye Xiaobai for a long time, Chen Hai has basically become immune to such novel words as "comrade".

Ye Xiaobai's explanation is: The local dialect at home.

"Well, that's kind of a thought. No one takes care of it, and I'm afraid there are a lot of weeds on the grave. ”

"Xiaobai, don't be too sad, now that you are almost an outer disciple, your parents will definitely be happy if they know. And...... It's sometimes good not to have family. ”

Chen Hai originally wanted to comfort Ye Xiaobai, but his tone became low at first.

Ye Xiaobai glanced at Chen Hai beside him, and seeing his depressed expression, he knew that he must have thought of something at home, and he didn't say anything to comfort him.

"When I finish this task, my brother invites you to eat delicious food, the delicacy of my hometown, and you will eat it once and think about it next time. ”

"What's delicious?" Looking at Ye Xiaobai beside him, Chen Hai was a little curious.

Cultivators are not as particular about food as worldly people, and they can make you ten or eight kinds of patterns with just one ingredient.

As long as a martial artist's cultivation fails to break through to the realm of heaven and man, he will not be able to survive the food qi, so the most commonly eaten thing for a martial artist like Ye Xiaobai is an elixir called "Bigu Dan".

This Bigu Dan can neither recover from injuries nor increase cultivation, and the only use is that it can be eaten.

Although Bigu Dan is one of the cheapest pills, you can buy eleven or twelve pills for a low-grade spirit stone, but it is not unimportant.

Bigu Dan has a mellow taste, colorless and tasteless, and you can be full for more than half a month after eating one pill, which is really a necessary medicine for martial artists to kill people and sell goods, travel at home, and practice in retreat.

Because of the existence of a convenient and trouble-saving pill like Bigu Dan, the monks basically relied on drugs to solve the problem of eating, and there were not too many tricks.

"You'll know after a while, it's guaranteed to be delicious you've never seen or eaten!"

Ye Xiaobai pretended to be mysterious, although the things were not ready, he had to arouse Chen Hai's curiosity first.

"It's really so delicious? I haven't come to the sect, I've eaten a lot of worldly delicacies, Xiaobai, you won't deliberately say it so exaggerated, right? ”

"Rest assured, you won't be disappointed. When this mission is completed, brother, I promise to let you feast on it!"

"Oh well. After Chen Hai agreed, he suddenly reacted that something was wrong, and then said: "Xiaobai, you take advantage of me again, I'm older than you!"

"Yes yes yes ......"

Along the way, Chen Hai often has a slow half-beat, and Ye Xiaobai, under this guy's seemingly mellow and innocent appearance, he has a bad heart, and he always likes to tease Chen Hai when he has nothing to do.

In this Star Picking Sect where the weak eat the strong and the strength is respected, it is really good to have such a friend.

Pick up the stars and contribute to the hall.

The Lingxi River divides the Star Picking Sect into the north and south banks, and there are dozens of peaks shrouded in the Great Sect Protector Array, while the Contribution Hall is located on the north side of the south bank, close to a peak on the Lingxi River.

In the wide open space outside the contribution hall, disciples came and went, and most of the disciples were like Ye Xiaobai and Chen Hai, wearing cyan robes, and they were obviously outer disciples.

Only occasionally would there be a few disciples with very different imposes, wearing its colored robes, and these were all inner disciples.

Whenever an inner disciple appears, it will attract the attention of the outer disciples around him, and he will clasp his fists and salute.

But these inner disciples basically disdained to communicate with the outer disciples, and they came into the air, and after receiving the task, they hurriedly took off in the air, leaving only the envious and longing eyes of the outer disciples.

"Xiao Bai, look, that's Senior Brother Qian Yu, who ranks two hundred and fifty-seventh in the inner gate!"

Looking at a young man in a blue robe who had just walked out of the Chuangong Hall in the distance, Chen Hai hurriedly exclaimed to Ye Xiaobai beside him.

"You're not a beauty, you're so excited. Looking at Chen Hai's excited look, Ye Xiaobai was very unimpressed.

"Senior Brother Qian Yu is an inner disciple, and he is ranked two hundred and fifty-seven! I don't know what I can do to have the strength of Senior Brother Qian Yu. Chen Hai looked like a little fan had seen Oba.

Ye Xiaobai looked at Chen Hai's "idol", and saw that the outer disciples around Qian Yu were all respectfully bowing to him apologetically, but this Qian Yu didn't squint, and directly took off from the Contribution Hall and flew towards the north shore.

"It's really arrogant. Hey, hey, come back to your senses, your Oba has flown away, still look. Looking at Chen Hai's adoring look, Ye Xiaobai was speechless.

"Xiaobai, you don't understand, this is not arrogance, this is called master style. I don't know if we will have the opportunity to become inner disciples in this life. Chen Hai had a longing and lonely expression.

"Don't be so unambitious, young people work hard, and their fate is in their own hands!"

Seeing Chen Hai's unambitious appearance, Ye Xiaobai had no choice but to pat him on the shoulder and give him loving encouragement.

While encouraging Chen Hai, Ye Xiaobai couldn't help but admire in his heart, he was really a good person, and gave him such encouragement when this young man was confused. Ye Xiaobai suddenly felt like a bright beacon in Chen Hai's dark growth journey.

"Xiaobai, you're right, your fate is in your own hands!" Chen Hai nodded, agreeing with Ye Xiaobai's words.

Seeing Chen Hai's appearance, Ye Xiaobai felt indescribably comfortable in his heart, as if he had just saved a lost lamb, and a heavy responsibility fell on his shoulders.

"By the way, Xiaobai, what does Oba mean, is it your hometown again?"

"Ohba...... Well...... How can I say it..."Ye Xiaobai thought for a while, this question really doesn't explain directly.

"Oba means idol, it shows that you have a lot of respect for someone and you want to be like him, and Oba is what you strive for. After some explanation, Ye Xiaobai nodded thoughtfully, feeling that he was simply a genius!

"So that's the case, that's right, Senior Brother Qian Yu is my Oba! And all the senior brothers and sisters in the inner gate are my Oba!"

Looking up at the sky, Chen Hai's gaze was unusually firm.

"Uh...... You're right!"

Listening to Chen Hai's shouting, Ye Xiaobai had goosebumps all over his body, thinking that it would be better to explain these things to Chen Hai less in the future.

After all, Chen Hai is just a simple child.