On both sides of Wenbao, there are spacious side halls built for the disciples to live in, and Bai Yi at this time is sitting in a large room.

In a confrontation with Chen Xiao, Bai Yi riskily concealed his identity, and the news of the essence of the spiritual vein, which was so fake that it could no longer be fake, actually exchanged for a full two million low-grade spirit stones.

In the storage bag thrown out by Chen Xiao, there were two million spirit stones, which was the reward of the villain, and Bai Yi naturally felt at ease when he received it.

Entering the White Bone Hall in danger, so as to lay out a big deception, this ability, except for Bai Yi, I am afraid that no one can do it, how can this deception not be able to delay the White Bone Hall for too long, as long as the essence of the spiritual vein disappears in the eyes of the world for a long time, the Lord of the White Bone Hall will sooner or later notice that something is wrong, so as to attack the Cangyun Sect.

It would be nice if the essence of the spiritual vein could really appear in Cangyun, then in that case, the White Bone Hall would not only be afraid of the Cangyun Ancestor, but also the strange person who could intercept the essence of the spiritual vein under the nose of the ink man......

Outside the window was the towering and cold Wenbao Palace, looking at the magnificent palace, Bai Yi sighed lightly.

When he first entered the White Bone Palace, although he came to report the news, he couldn't leave immediately, that would be too suspicious, although Chen Xiao roughly believed what Bai Yi said, but he was in the tiger's den, and he had to be careful.

Staying in the White Bone Hall for a few days is Bai Yi's next plan, he is not going to see anyone in these days, just rest and recover by himself, and wait until a few days later, and then leave here, so that Chen Xiao's suspicion can be minimized.

Wenbao Hall is very deserted, this is what Bai Yi felt after staying for two days, in this hall. There is no Jin Dan, only some disciples of the foundation building realm. The main hall is cleaned several times a day, and it never stops. It was clear from their very cautious demeanor that keeping the hall absolutely clean was the most important task.

Could it be that inkers have a habit of cleanliness?

Hearing this speculation, Bai Yi frowned slightly.

Sloppy cultivators are not uncommon, but most of the monks are very neat and clean, and the existence of spiritual power allows the monks to leave no filth on their bodies even if they never bathe, Bai Yi himself is a person who loves purity. But even when he was still a free immortal, he didn't let his disciples clean the cave almost non-stop every day.

The ink artist must not have returned to the Wenbao Hall for many years, as for why the inheritance of the ink artist is so small, Bai Yi is not surprised, in the cultivation world, there are many monks who do not like to accept disciples, and they are also very disdainful of inheritance, and those who like to be free and easy are like this.

The fact that the ink artist has no disciples shows that the person does not value the inheritance. Those foundation building monks who worked hard to clean the Wenbao Hall were obviously not the true disciples of the Moke, since they were cleaning the main hall with all their might, it could only show that the Moke was a person. I love cleanliness very much.,And it's a little extreme.。

Two days later, Bai Yi walked out of his residence for the first time. Instead of entering the Bunho Hall again, I walked along the outer side of the main hall.

Bypass the magnificent basilica. Bai Yi stopped at the back of the main hall, above his head. An old disciple of the Foundation Building Realm was carefully controlling his magic weapon, and plucked a seabird's nest from the eaves of the main hall, and in the bird's nest there were three young seabirds with their necks stretched out, and their parents were flying in a panic at a higher place, not knowing what the human who could also fly did to their children.

The elderly disciple took off the nest and carefully cleaned the nest in its place with clear water, before it fell to the ground, put the nest in the distance, and watched the pair of panicked seabirds work together to grab the nest and then fly away.

"It's just a nest of chicks, you don't need to be so careful, you have good intentions, when will you be able to adapt to the cruelty of the cultivation realm. ”

Bai Yi walked closer and said calmly, he was not wearing a mask, in the White Bone Palace, wearing a mask meant that there was a task to carry out or that he needed to fight, if it was safe, most of the people in the White Bone Hall would not wear a mask all day long.

The old disciple didn't notice the stranger's coming, and when he heard the voice, his body shook obviously, and he hurriedly greeted him: "The hall master has taught him a very good lesson, and the disciple will chase after him and destroy those seabirds." ”

As he spoke, the old disciple was about to harness the magic weapon to chase and kill those seabirds, but Bai Yi raised his hand to stop him.

"Since you fly far, you don't have to deliberately kill, the seabird doesn't matter, the mood is the key. ”

Glancing at the old disciple, Bai Yi said calmly, this person he has been observing for two days, unlike other foundation building disciples, this old disciple is more careful than others when cleaning the Wenbao Palace, and he is responsible for the top of the main hall, flying up the main hall three times a day, it is difficult for Bai Yi not to pay attention to him.

Hearing Bai Yi's tone without blame, the old disciple was obviously relieved, and still bent over and said: "The hall master's warning, the disciple should keep in mind, the disciple is dull and old, there are no years left to live, and when he sees some living life, he can't bear to destroy it, so he released those seabirds, which made the hall master smile." ”

There is no Jindan in the Wenbao Palace, and the Jindan monks in the White Bone Hall are all hall masters or deputy hall masters, and it is normal for the old disciples to call Bai Yi like this.

Without any scruples, Bai Yi sensed it slightly, nodded and said: "Two hundred years of longevity, it seems that you don't have much left, you can't break through the golden pill, you are not far away, you can see some fresh life, it is indeed ...... to release life."

Saying that, Bai Yi looked at the seabird that had flown away, and was speechless for a long time, at this moment, the old disciple could obviously feel an illusion of sympathy, because Bai Yi, who was not wearing a mask, looked a little older than him.

No matter how high the cultivation is, one day it will come to the end of life, no one can escape this, unless it reaches the realm of scattered immortals, otherwise, even if the cultivator is high, there will be a day when he dies of old age.

In the eyes of the old disciple, this strange hall master may be sad that the rabbit is dying and the fox is sad, he has a few years to live, and the other party may not have much longevity left.

Human beings are very strange, if they feel that someone has the same fate as themselves, no matter who the other party is, they can naturally give birth to a kind of cordial feeling, at this time, the old disciple feels that this strange old man in front of him is very kind.

"Hall Master, you don't have to be sad, once a foundation building disciple like us has lived for two hundred years, he won't have a few days to live, but the Jindan powerhouse is different. ”

The old disciple took a few steps forward, and said in an enlightening tone: "The Jindan powerhouse has at least four or five hundred years of life, I heard that some of the hall masters in the later stage of Jindan can even live to be close to six hundred years old, if you are lucky enough to break through the Yuan Infant, it is no different from rebirth, I am about to die of old age, but you still have a chance." ”

Turning his head to look at the old disciple with a calm face, Bai Yi smiled bitterly, and said: "Accept your auspicious words, the old man has long dared not be harsh on Yuanying, life is only a hundred years, and in the end it is just a handful of loess, the cultivator has lived long enough, but he is not as lucky as mortals, and how many people can really sit down." ”

After a feeling about life and death, Bai Yi finally completely eliminated the old disciple's vigilance, he shook his head with a wry smile, and said: "There is no thought, all thoughts are empty, the mirror is just a moon, I heard that the liquor in the Hundred Flowers Hall can dispel my sorrows the most, I really want to get drunk." (To be continued.) )