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Ma Yue knew what the leprosy was doing, but at this moment, Bai Ye said it in front of Elder Zhuji, which made her ashamed and angry, and she was powerless to refute it for a while.

And Zhuo Qingshu was thoughtful at this moment, "The Tianshu predecessor in his mouth should be the sixth uncle."

"Elder Zhuo... This Bai Ye has been missing for six years, and when he appears at this time, his cultivation is almost comparable to that of a true disciple, I'm afraid..."Ma Yue's eyes turned, and she immediately thought of words that could cause Bai Ye's predicament.

Zhuo Qingshu smiled faintly, "Okay, you go back, I will deal with this matter..."

"Elder Zhuo..."

Ma Yue didn't give up, and when she was about to speak, she saw that Zhuo Qing's writing was indifferent, but there was a hidden coercion to release, and she was immediately shocked.

At this moment, she remembered that Zhuo Qingshu had asked her to leave for the second time.

The power of the foundation elders cannot be provoked!

"Disciple, obey!"

Ma Yue took a deep breath, suppressed her unwillingness, and glanced at Bai Ye hatefully, only then did she have no choice but to leave.

Zhuo Qingshu stepped forward from the air and landed in front of Bai Ye, his expression couldn't see what he was thinking, and he said lightly: "Your name is Bai Ye?"

Hearing Zhuo Qingshu's question, Bai Ye stood up and said, "Disciple Bai Ye, I've seen Elder Zhuo!"

Since Bai Ye stood up, Zhuo Qingshu's gaze had been staring until a long time later, and then he suddenly asked, "What is the relationship between you and Elder Bai Jie?"

At this moment, the coercion of the foundation building period began to envelop Bai Ye, not only did he know the roar of the sea and reverberate, but even his breathing was very difficult, and his gaze was like a sharp sword, as if he could cut through his heart and expose all the secrets hidden in front of him.

Bai Ye didn't have much spiritual power at the moment, he immediately sweated profusely, and when he was struggling to stand, he opened his mouth several times to speak, but he couldn't make any sound, and it wasn't until more than ten breaths later that he barely spoke, and his voice was even more dry and ugly.

"The disciple doesn't know Elder Bai..."

Zhuo Qing's bibliography flashed sharply, and he pointed to the flying sword in his hand, and his voice was cold.

"This sword is called the White Light Sword, it is Elder Bai's things in the past, and the other two magic weapons you used in the battle with Ma Yue are also Elder Bai's things... You still dare to say that it has nothing to do with Elder Bai."

At this moment, Zhuo Qingshu's gaze was fierce, almost turning into substance, Bai Ye suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and Danhai trembled slightly.

However, although his figure was shaky, Bai Ye suddenly raised his head and said astringently: "The disciple really doesn't know Elder Bai, and it doesn't have anything to do with it... These magic weapons were obtained by the disciples a few years ago..."

Bai Ye knew that in the face of Zhuo Qingshu's questioning, he had to explain, and when his mind turned, he told the story of the barren mountain trial cliff back then, but there were nine truths and one falsehood between the words.

When it was said that when it was a trial, he picked a foreign grass, and then he was chased by the disciples of the third layer of condensation, and he ran down in a panic and ran to the depths, afraid that this person was waiting in the same way, so he planned to climb over the top of the cliff.

As a result, on the cliff, when he saw Helian Chunshui kill three Fujia disciples, and at the same time wanted to pick a strange fruit from the spring, he was killed by a demon beast that suddenly burst out.

And at this moment, there happened to be a strange sound, and the demon beast went to a black peak in the distance for some reason.

And Bai Ye got the Tianyuan Fruit and the treasure bag of everyone in this way, and in order to keep these things, he kept hiding.

In the meantime, Bai Ye even described the demon beast and Tian Yuan Guo.

Bai Ye was not afraid of Zhuo Qingshu's suspicion, he was one of the fifteen disciples who entered the abyss, just because in their hearts, those people had already died.

Until Bai Ye finished speaking, Zhuo Qingshu's face was indifferent, without the slightest expression, which made Bai Ye feel a little uneasy in his heart, but his eyes were still firm, and he couldn't see any different colors.

At this moment, Zhuo Qingshu already believed in Sancheng, just because that Tianyuan Fruit and Demon Beast, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would not have been possible to be so detailed.

"That demon beast should be the spirit seeker beast Bimu Golden Toad... This son, if he lies, under the pressure of my foundation, it is impossible not to be affected, as long as the mood fluctuates slightly, it can be detected, and his eyes are burning, there is no flickering, it can be seen that the process should be true..."

"This son's qualifications are mediocre, more than 100 Pei Yuan Pills, as well as Demon Pills, and five Tian Yuan Fruits, it is not surprising that he has cultivated to this realm in a few years..."

Zhuo Qingshu's eyes were faint. He has this cultivation, but it is due to luck..."

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered the blue flame technique, Zhuo Qingshu's eyes immediately looked like electricity, and he looked over, "Where did you learn that blue flame technique..."

Bai Ye knew that he couldn't dodge, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "In the past few years of hiding, the disciples will only have two or three low-level spells, and because they are afraid of encountering demon beasts, they will draw spirit runes in addition to cultivation."

"The disciple saw that for each technique, when drawing, the powder of the spirit stone had to draw different veins, and he guessed that these veins were the key to successfully drawing the spirit rune..., and at the same time, he also found that when the spirit rune was activated, the power of cultivation would follow these veins until it was filled..."

Zhuo Qingshu nodded slightly at this moment, and said secretly in his heart: "The first point is simple, but the latter point is not a detail that every disciple can notice, he can find it, which means that he is a careful person."

"So the disciple wondered, whether the so-called magic method is the power of cultivation, moving according to the context similar to when drawing spirit runes, low-level techniques, the veins are simple and few, and the more advanced techniques are complex and numerous, so the disciple is based on the fire technique..."

"In the past few years, the disciple has tried it many times, and it was not until a year ago that the Blue Flame was successful, and the Golden Light Technique was much simpler, but it also took two or three months..."

Bai Ye turned what he had learned into a thousand techniques, and said it in detail, but he just covered up the immortal patterns and lines, and pretended to think about it from drawing spirit runes.

Zhuo Qingshu's complexion, as Bai Ye spoke, gradually began to show his thoughts, and became solemn.

In the end, I was already horrified and couldn't help myself, and at the same time, some questions that I couldn't figure out before were also at this moment, and I had a sense of enlightenment.

Looking at Bai Ye's eyes, a strong light flashed, and his heart trembled: "This son... This son... If what he said was really his own understanding, then..."

At this moment, Zhuo Qingshu suddenly thought of the words that he heard decades ago, when he was in the beginning of cultivation, when he went out, he met Shen Mubai, the proud son of the Taoist Sect at that time.

"In that kind of small sect, you will never be able to understand that the reason why the Dao Sect is dominant in Zhongzhou and has not fallen for thousands of years is not only because of the cultivation of exercises, spells, and magic weapons, but also because there is the opportunity to participate in the inheritance of the immortals, and the real mystery between enlightenment and cultivation..."

"You learn a technique, a technique turns into a thousand, but follow the rules, but the real technique, although there are rules, but there is no end to the technique... Although I don't know it now, I have the opportunity to realize that in ten years, the gap between you and me will no longer be just a trace, and in fifty years, there will be a difference between heaven and earth."

Zhuo Qingshu back then, his heart was arrogant, although it was said by the proud son of Taoism, but he did not take this to heart, but with the improvement of his cultivation, in recent years, Shen Mubai's last sentence has often haunted his heart.

At this time, Bai Ye's words immediately made him understand the doubts in his heart, just like standing in the dark, knowing that there is a door to the light, no matter how he groped, he couldn't find it.

The origin of the blue flame that Bai Ye said, if the other elders in the sect heard about it, they would definitely scoff at it, they would not believe it, or they would half-believe it, but for Zhuo Qingshu, they believed it seventy percent, just because Shen Mubai had also talked about it back then.

Just like a book, Shen Mubai's words are the preface, although he got this preface, he didn't know the content, he didn't know why, and Bai Ye's words, although rough, could be an overview, an outline.