Early the next morning, Bai Xiaojian was woken up by the sound of insects. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the sky has just dawned, and there are no pedestrians everywhere, let alone caravans.

Bai Xiaojian sat on the trunk of the tree, and his mind was still a little drowsy when he had just woken up. He was still recalling the strange dream, and suddenly he remembered the Qiankun bag, after he woke up from the dream, he hadn't investigated it, he reached out to his waist and touched it, fortunately, he was still there, he tossed all night yesterday, and he didn't lose it.

The master said that he had to drop blood to confess the Lord before he could use it. Bai Xiaojian bit his index finger with his teeth, the skin was bitten through, but there was no blood, he was ruthless, and bit down again, he could just bite the flesh, he quickly retracted his hand, he felt that he was very wretched, and he couldn't even bear this pain, only to see him angrily hammer the trunk with his fist, because of the excessive force, it actually bled out. Bai Xiaojian didn't have time to think about pain, so he quickly dripped the blood onto the Qiankun bag.

The blood dripped up, and was quickly sucked dry by the Qiankun bag, Bai Xiaojian waited for a while, but did not feel any reaction, only the hand that was beaten by himself felt a faint pain, he couldn't wait, so he opened the bag and reached in.

As soon as my hand reached inside, I felt that the contents of the bag were suddenly presented in my mind, and I felt as if I could take out something when I thought of it.

There were five bottles of Elixir in it, three ancient books, and some dark metal fragments called the Heavenly Death Stone. There is also an armor called Quenching Star.

Bai Xiaojian looked through it a few times, it was true that there were only these things, he didn't care how many treasures there were, but he was disappointed that he didn't have a weapon.

But it's better than nothing, Bai Xiaojian took out the quenching star armor that could be used, silver thin chain mail. It didn't weigh much in his hand, it was about the same weight as a padded jacket, he thought as he weighed it.

I saw Bai Xiaojian take off his shirt and want to put on this quenching star armor, but he can't put it on, it seems that it is not suitable everywhere. He felt very angry. Angrily preparing to throw this broken armor back into the Qiankun bag, when he saw the bag, he suddenly remembered something, only to hear him say, do you have to drip blood to recognize the Lord when you wear a piece of clothing. I think that in the future, on the path of cultivation, there will not be enough blood to flow, and I am afraid that I will have to drip myself to death even if I drop blood. He muttered to himself and laughed.

He stretched out his right hand, squeezed the small hole that had just healed again, and let the blood drip onto the quenching star armor, and the blood droplets instantly blended into it, only to see a burst of silver light flash in an instant, and the quenching star armor was tightly adsorbed on Bai Xiaojian's body, from the neck to his feet, a thin layer, just like his own skin, without any discomfort, nor any sense of burden, Bai Xiaojian felt very surprised. I thought I finally got a treasure. I just don't know how much defense this quenching star armor can play.

Bai Xiaojian was messing around. The jingling of horse bells in the distance. When he heard this, he looked up and saw a caravan in the distance, slowly moving towards this direction from the direction of Juyong City.

Lying on the branches, the gentle breeze on the hot summer night made him feel sleepy. Break off a large branch of leaf and cover it. He fell asleep.

In the dream, he dreamed that he was sweating profusely and running away underground, and there were many fierce-looking people flying in the sky, chasing after him and laughing with each other easily. At last he fell to the ground exhausted, and watched as the men came towards him with knives and forks, and his mouth was full of fangs and sticky saliva. Just as they were about to approach themselves, the master suddenly appeared, only to see him riding the black mist, soaring into the air, with a wave of his hand, those wicked people were swept away by the black mist, and the master was still facing away from him, and he was panting on the ground, suddenly, the master's body did not move, but his head creaked and twisted, and looked at the face carefully, it was exactly the same as his own, and he was smiling at himself.

In an ancient forest on the earth, the ancient trees are towering, and there are countless flying insects and beasts in the forest. And he saw the deepest part of this ancient forest. There is actually an antique thatched hut located here.

And on the top of this thatched hut, an old Taoist priest who was dirty was sleeping on it. And below the hut, a young man as strong as a cow was training. This young man is about 1.76 meters, and he is quite handsome, especially with his long black hair.

And the actions he did were something that everyone never expected. The boy carried a boulder with a radius of 2 meters in his right hand and moved up and down. However, there was no trace of exhaustion on his face.

The old Taoist priest who was asleep on the hut suddenly said to the young man, "Bai Xiaojian, how old are you now?"

Zhang Baixiaojian, who was doing the daily compulsory classes, was obviously flustered, but he didn't stop his movements, and his right hand was still holding the boulder back and forth.

"Master, I'm fifteen years old this year. ”

"Time flies, in the blink of an eye, you're fifteen years old, and you're a big child. The old Taoist priest on the thatched hut said with a smile.

"Well, master, what's the matter, why are you asking this question" The young man stopped training and looked at the old Taoist priest on the hut suspiciously.

The old Taoist priest did not immediately answer the young man's question, but turned his head to look at the sky. About half a moment later, the old Taoist priest arrived, "Worship Xiaojian, in the past fifteen years, you have almost learned what you should have learned, and I will pass on your purple gold light that you have reached the third layer, and you should go to the outside world to wander." That's where you young people come in. ”

"Master, you want Bai Xiaojian to go down the mountain. Although Bai Xiaojian tried his best to control his emotions, the trace of excitement in his eyes betrayed him. After all, a person who has lived in the deep mountains and old forests for more than ten years is not excited to hear that he wants to go to the outside world to see.

"Would you like to. The old Taoist priest turned his head and stared at Zhang Bai Xiaojian.

"Yes, of course. Zhang Bai Xiaojian hurriedly nodded and agreed. I usually told this old man that I don't know how many times I wanted to go to the outside world to see, but every time the old man decisively refused. This time, the old man was crazy and wanted to let himself go down the mountain. How can such a good thing not be promised.

The old Taoist priest nodded with satisfaction, and looked at Bai Xiaojian kindly, "Bai Xiaojian, you have to remember that although you are very shrewd, the outside world is not as simple as you imagined, and it is very complicated there. Be careful yourself. ”

The boy didn't speak, just nodded quietly. He knew that he had been adopted by his master, and this year was already the fifteenth year, and during these fifteen years, he had learned a lot of knowledge, and his master had also passed on some of his miraculous exercises. Although the old man is very strict with himself in training. But the old man is still a good father.

"Well, you'll lose your head later, by the way, you can take this. The old Taoist priest took out a black dagger from his bosom with his dirty hands. The old Taoist priest glanced at the dagger, which was about half a foot long, and threw it to Bai Xiaojian casually.

"Master. “

"What's wrong. The old Taoist priest glanced at the young man.

"You have to take care, my apprentice is gone, I will come back to see you often in the future. The young man said to the old Taoist priest on the hut.

"Hahaha, good boy, you don't need to come to me, the old man has been teaching you for fifteen years, and he has delayed me for fifteen years. Now I've got to travel all over the world. Don't look for me, I'll look for you when you reach the fifth layer of the Purple Gold Light Duel. The old Taoist priest said with a smile. After speaking, the old Taoist priest disappeared on the thatched hut in an instant, and there was no trace of the old Taoist priest within a radius of ten miles.

At this moment, Bai Xiaojian looked at the sky blankly. He looked at the hut where he had lived for fifteen years. He turned and walked towards the path that led to the deep forest.

"Hahaha, Uncle Xiaojian is finally out of the mountain, beauty, ticket, you wait for Uncle I to conquer it. Zhang Bai Xiaojian shouted at Gu Lin.

Although the old Taoist priest is very good and has taught a lot of knowledge about worshipping Xiaojian, there are also a lot of negative things. The old man had an unfulfilled dream before his death, that is, to conquer many beautiful women. Now, the old man is old, and it is not as good as the great cause of the past, only Zhang Bai Xiaojian can complete it.

Zhang Bai Xiaojian couldn't put it down, and played with the black dagger in his hand. This dagger is the old man's treasure, usually although he shows it to himself, but he has not played with it yet, but this time he actually gave it to himself. Can you not excite yourself?

You must know that this dagger is an extremely rare spiritual weapon in the cultivation realm. Even if an ordinary person gets a spiritual weapon, he is still a strong existence, let alone a cultivator.

Spiritual weapons are equivalent to the existence of artifacts among low-level cultivators, and in the cultivation realm of the earth, every cultivator has treasures and magic weapons. And among the 10,000 cultivators who possess spiritual weapons, there are only about seven or eight at most.

The power of the spiritual weapon is not covered, and a low-grade spiritual weapon is better than ten magic weapons. And the dagger in Zhang Baixiaojian's hand is the best spiritual weapon.

The appearance of the best spiritual weapon in the hands of a contemplation stage kid is undoubtedly a huge earthquake. You know, even if you are a master of the golden pill period, it is impossible to have the best spiritual weapon.

Our Bai Xiaojian classmates were running fast while playing with the dagger in their hands. Bai Xiaojian is also a little master in the contemplation period, and it is not a problem to run thousands of miles. This forest with a radius of thousands of miles is familiar, and the little sword is familiar, and it can't be familiar anymore.

Although the old man didn't let Zhang Bai Xiaojian go to the outside world to see, he still let Bai Xiaojian move in this forest.

Zhang Baixiaojian's speed was very fast, and he was about to run out of this ancient forest in half a day. Of course, this speed is too far behind that of the old man. The old man usually walks with flying.

Our classmates wearing the Taoist uniform worn by the old man when he was young, although this Taoist uniform is very torn, but it still fits quite well on the worship of Xiaojian. At least like a professional god stick.

At this moment, Bai Xiaojian has already crossed this forest for thousands of miles. Although this forest has not been developed, there is a highway outside the ancient forest.

Bai Xiaojian glanced at the dense ancient forest behind him, shook his hair in a chic manner, and then strode towards the highway.

The sound of whirring cars is constant, and although there are not many cars on the highway, they are all driving quite fast. At this moment, Bai Xiaojian swaggered on the highway. Many drivers scolded their mothers.

Our classmates were bored strolling on the highway. Although I came out by myself, I found one of the biggest problems.

That's what you're going to do. Worship Xiaojian is the greatest, and a person who has no goal is the biggest pathetic.

He knew that he was not the same as these mortals in the world. Like the master, he is a cultivator. They have a long life. And this group of mortals in these red dust did not.

Bai Xiaojian strolled on the highway, desperately thinking about what the master was going to do to let him go down the mountain?

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"Oh, uncle knows, the old man must have let me experience the worldly red dust, and then see through the red dust and concentrate on cultivation, it must be like this. Bai Xiaojian suddenly said to himself.

In fact, Bai Xiaojian's guess is good, the old Taoist priest just let Bai Xiaojian experience the red dust, and then see through the red dust, eliminate distracting thoughts and concentrate on cultivation.

Of course, Hongchen is so good-looking. Countless cultivators went to Hongchen to experience, and most of the cultivators were so contaminated by the world that their cultivation had been sluggish.

The old man sent Xiaojian to say that he was going to the world to experience it, but it was better to say that he was going to cultivate. Cultivating in the red dust is faster than making progress in an uninhabited place, and of course, cultivating regresses very quickly.

Bai Xiaojian, who knew the reason, suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart, and looked at the smooth road all the way. I feel a little indescribable in my heart, and I don't know when I will be able to integrate into this society.

The old man once told Bai Xiaojian that he had been playing the role of a god stick for thirty years when he went to secular practice, and finally he could see through Hongchen and make up his mind to cultivate.

However, not far behind Bai Xiaojian, a red Ferrari sports car was speeding at a speed of more than 160 horses, in a remote mountainous area with no cameras. It's a drag racer's paradise.

At this time, Bai Xiaojian didn't know that he was about to encounter a rather unlucky thing. And in the cabin of this Ferrari sports car, a young man who looks like an ordinary person is humming a ditty. The steering wheel turned skillfully, and he made a sharp turn, but he saw a little Taoist priest wearing a Taoist uniform in front of the car.

"My mother, damn it, stinky Taoist, you should hurry up and hide. The young man in the carriage yelled in the car. Then there was the sound of cars. The flute flute is constantly .......

The young man hurriedly got out of the car and looked at his car intentionally or unintentionally, but was surprised to find that there was no trace of blood on the front of the car, but only the shell was damaged.

If there is no blood, it means that he is not dead and must still be alive. The young man thought excitedly, and immediately ran towards Bai Xiaojian.

At this moment, Bai Xiaojian really wanted to scold her mother, she was walking well on the road, and her mother was actually hit by a car. It's called something that's called.

It's not that it's not enough to worship Xiaojian's cultivation, on the contrary, Xiaojian has cultivated to the stage of condensation, what is condensation, that is, he knows everything within a radius of 100 meters with his eyes closed.

It's an ant grabbing food with another ant, and you can see it clearly by worshipping Xiaojian.

However, when Bai Xiaojian saw the car that the master said for the first time, he was a little overwhelmed.

Bai Xiaojian raised his head slightly, his face was full of dust, and his body was even more disheveled. Spit out a mouthful of mud;"Damn, whoever messes with the old tricks, how to get out of it will be hit by a car, ouch, it hurts to death." ”