Text Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Head of the Butterfly Killing Faction
"The place is good, if you guess correctly, this green bamboo is the pure heart bamboo in the land of Jiayin of China Southern Airlines, each one is a low-grade spiritual object, it also has a magical property, ten thousand roots will become a medium spiritual object when they are gathered together, improve the number of spiritual energy and cultivate the state of mind, it is a rare spiritual object. Luo Tian said.
talked eloquently, as if he was not as indifferent as he was to benevolence and righteousness before, and he showed himself invisibly.
Just such a trace of change was discovered by Renyi, and he wondered in his heart, in his impression, Luotian was an impersonal monster.
Only Luotian himself knows why there is such a change, he wants to possess the woman in front of him, and the demonic nature in his heart is churning and instigating.
So subtly, behavior and speech have changed.
After a few words, I really got the interest of the clear sky.
"You all know this, yes, this piece of Qingxin Bamboo was specially moved from China Southern Airlines by the sect master, and he sent people to take care of it for decades, and I like it very much. Clear Sky said.
The falling sky is a different look, the pure heart bamboo can not know much, it is difficult to distinguish from the general bamboo together, not specifically to understand it people can not distinguish at all.
Why does Luo Tian know so much, that is part of his inheritance of Xiao Mo's memory, the primary capital of the Dafa of Pickling Girls, rich in knowledge, exports, and observance of words.
Luo Tian took the opportunity to continue: "It can be seen that the roots are full, clear and shiny, and the pen is thick and long, but I am a little curious, why would the sect master of the Butterfly Killing Sect put an unknown Qi cultivator in his eyes?"
His eyes were staring straight at the clear sky, his eyes were sharp, and he was extremely serious.
Even the benevolence next to him looked over, wanting to get an answer, after all, this was too unreasonable, the two Qi cultivation cultivators would be greeted by the foundation building, and they were also favored by the high-ranking Butterfly Killing Sect Sect Master, allowing them to investigate.
None of this makes sense, it's very unreasonable.
For a moment, Clear Sky felt that he was shocked by the man in front of him, and he had a feeling that he wanted to vomit everything in his heart without being unhappy.
With a shock in his heart, he didn't dare to be careless, and immediately treated Luotian differently from ordinary Qi cultivators.
In response to the question of falling into the sky, after thinking for a while, she replied: "The sect master has the meaning of the sect master, I just do things as usual, you can ask the sect master if you have something, provided that you can see it, okay, you will stay here today to rest, and there will be someone to bring you food and wine, the journey is tiring, take a rest first, and I will come back tomorrow." ”
After saying that, he left, dressed in white, and kept silent about the questions, and threw them all to the sect master, which can be described as cautious and strict.
After seeing the clear sky leave, Luo Tian smiled, arousing the curiosity of Ren Yi on the side, and asked, "What are you laughing at? Is there a premeditation in this?"
"Is it hard to say, since the Butterfly Killing Sect Sect Master has entertained us, let's enjoy it. Luo Tian said.
Then he turned around and walked towards the bamboo house, leaving Ren Yi alone to stand in place as if he understood whether he understood or not.
In fact, the intervention of the sect master of the Butterfly Killing Sect made him a little puzzled, and on the Blue Emperor Boat, he had already figured out how to enter the Butterfly Killing Sect.
There are three methods, the first is Fan De and Fan Yue, Fan Yue's flawed character will definitely greet him personally, and then find an opportunity to kill himself, Fan De covers up the traces, but the possibility is very small, after all, his identity as a disciple of the Sect is here.
The second is that Hua Hong and others come to pick it up, and go in in the way of an old man's visit, which is also the result that Luotian wants to see the most.
The third type, as a disciple of the Killing Sect, shows a search warrant and forces the Butterfly Killing Sect to comply, if you don't agree to start a war with the Killing Sect on behalf of the Butterfly Killing Sect, it is the most dangerous.
Luotian thought of the beginning, but didn't guess the end, and when Vander sent someone, he could think that Hua Hong and the others didn't come to make him a little disappointed.
The sudden appearance of the clear sky was something he could not have imagined.
However, it can be inferred from this that the sect master and Fan Defan Yue's father and son are not on the same side.
This will be beneficial to his next investigation, instinctively, Luotian intuitively recognizes Fan Yue as the murderer, even if it is not, Luotian will let Fan Yue die.
The bamboo house is also clean and tidy, the floor is also carefully covered with animal skins, to prevent the feet, the aura of the hundred acres of bamboo forest is all gathered into the house, resulting in the aura in the house can be seen by the naked eye, like smoke and fog, a thin layer.
Take a sip gently, and feel comfortable, compared with the 30,000 pagoda before killing the sect.
Cultivating in this place, one day can reach the outside for five days, which is quite good for the benevolence of the falling heavens.
Although there is no gold and silver jewelry, luxurious decoration, but it is more liked by the heavens.
Sitting on the bamboo chair, frantically absorbing the aura, and at the same time feeling that there is no anxiety in the heart, Luotian realizes the greatest benefit of the pure heart bamboo.
What every monk is most afraid of is to have negative emotions such as irritability and impatience during cultivation, and once they break out, their cultivation will be interrupted, and at worst, they will die of madness.
After a while, there was a knock on the door, and then a maid, Yan Thin and Fat, walked in with wine and food.
Nine exquisite side dishes, chicken, duck and fish, everything that has never been seen before, and two bottles of good wine are quite hearty.
Luo Tian took the brunt of the two bottles of wine and began to drink them, not caring at all that the maids looked at each other one by one, showing their most beautiful side, and the white skin was not less exposed.
In the eyes of the maid, this son is a handsome and golden nobleman, and if he takes a fancy to him, he will be happy.
But who knew that the sky didn't look at them, and patronized and drank.
On the other hand, Renyi also wanted to drink, but he didn't dare to ask for it, so he could only cover his head and eat vegetables.
The maids had no choice but to leave.
The two of them lived so comfortably in the Bamboo Pavilion.
After Qingtian left, he went straight to the master's residence and told the head of the house some things he knew.
The heads of the butterfly killing faction in the past dynasties have lived in the center of the head of the butterfly, and I don't know when the rules were set, and they must be observed and cannot be changed.
If you want to become the head of the sect, the cultivation must be the first at the same time, and the appearance must also be the first, and you must be voted by the disciples of the whole sect.
Passing through a flower gate, the clear sky falls on the flat ground, which is only ten acres in size, surrounded by cliffs, except for a flower house in the middle.
The ten-zhang high red peony is blooming with a gorgeous fragrance, there is a door at the bottom of the flower, the clear sky is tidying up and down the clothes, the face is ruddy, and the head is bowed and walks forward.
When he came to the door, he didn't go in, he didn't knock on the door, he opened his mouth directly, and said respectfully: "Senior brother in charge, the clear sky is back, according to your instructions, Luotian and his companions will be arranged, what should I do next?"
With a squeak, the door opened, and out of it came a man, like a messenger of beauty and wisdom, handsome could not describe his beauty, looking down at the clear sky, the two together were like a fairy couple, this person was the head of the butterfly killing faction.
Just listened, he said: "Senior Sister Qing, raise your head, didn't I say that when there are only you and me, you don't have to be so restrained, look at you." ”
There was a special flavor in the tone, like ambiguous, warm and kind, no woman could stand such a voice.
Qingtian naturally couldn't stand it, took a step back, lowered his head and didn't dare to move, and said shyly: "Senior Brother Xia Yun, you are now the head of the house, and you can't avoid some courtesy, and I hope to forgive Qingtian." ”
In fact, I was so panicked that my face was red and my mind was blank.
"Alas, well, let's get down to business, you must take good care of the sky here, you must not let Fan De and his son find an opportunity, whether our Butterfly Killing Sect can survive in the big war depends on him. Xia Zhangmen said.
There was also a hint of hesitation in the speculation of the future between the words, with his hands behind his back, and the golden sand red silk robe was soft and silky, fluttering in the wind.
"When I met him today, he did have something extraordinary, it was different from other monks, and it actually made me feel a little jealous, which was really terrifying, you must know that he was only in the Qi cultivation period. Clear Sky said.
Recalling her previous encounter with Luotian, her bearing was extraordinary, her appearance was unparalleled, and the tremor in her heart made her fully believe that Luotian was the person of that fate.
It's just that there is one place that makes her suspicious, that is, the spiritual root, because of curiosity about the clear sky, she checked the spiritual root of the falling sky, and thought it was a high-grade spiritual root, no matter how bad it was, it was a medium spiritual root, but it turned out to be a big disappointment for her.
So, he opened his mouth and asked, "Senior Brother Xia, there is one thing I don't understand, he is actually a low-grade spiritual root, his qualifications are so poor, how can he rise?
Xia Yu slowly walked to the edge of the cliff, overlooking the panorama of the Butterfly Killing Sect, the corners of his mouth turned upward, and muttered: "How brilliant our Butterfly Killing Sect was back then, but it turned out to be killed by traitors, resulting in the destruction of half of the foundation of my sect's disciples, and you are not spared, causing the Butterfly Killing Sect to fall into the second-class sect, my father begged for medicine everywhere to no avail, and died of exhaustion, the Butterfly Killing Sect has fallen to this point, so what's the matter if you are defeated, unless you restore the spiritual root, there is only one chance." ”
Qingtian, who listened silently, had a flash of hatred on his expression, which was hatred for himself and hatred for traitors.
Subsequently, Xia Yun continued, "Believe in the Ancestor, as the realm grows, his terror will make everyone tremble, the calculation of the Butterfly Ancestor will not be wrong, as long as we hold on to him tightly and have a good relationship, there will only be good and no bad for our Butterfly Killing Sect." ”
"Yes, then I'll step back first. "Clear Sky Nuo.
After speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave, without too many words, the things of the year Qingtian didn't want to recall, it was a gray memory.
When he was about to walk to the flower gate, Xia Yun suddenly turned his head, his long black hair swayed in the air, flowing and free, full of charm, with a slightly pleading tone, and said, "Qing'er, if I ...... at that time"
"Don't say it, Senior Brother Xia, please don't think about it anymore, it's already stopped back then. Clear Sky interrupted.
didn't give Xia Yun a chance to speak, flew out of the flower gate directly, and left decisively.
The relationship between the two was like falling in the sky and bonus, growing up in the Butterfly Killing Sect since childhood, cultivating together, growing together, Xia Yun and Qingkong are like golden boys and girls.
Until the age of eighteen, the two agreed to hold a wedding when they got married, not only are they beautiful, but their qualifications are even better, and the two high-grade spiritual roots are still the best among the high-grade spiritual roots, which can be described as promising.
They are not lazy because of their qualifications, they work hard, Xia Yun works hard to improve his cultivation just to marry Qingkong, and Qingkong also has a good heart in his heart.
Who knows that there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck, and all mistakes start from that day.