Daoist is robbing darts again today [Sword Three + Comprehensive Martial Arts]

That night.

Bai Jin warmed a jug of wine by himself, and poured himself a drink under the moonlight.

The scenery of Wanmei Mountain Villa is beautiful, whether it is day or night, summer or winter, it is beautiful just right.

But no matter how beautiful the scenery is, if a person stays in the same place from morning to night all year round, looking at the same scenery over and over again, he will always get bored sometimes.

Bai Jin is not a person who will stay in the same place for too long.

Even Chunyang Palace, he never went back after he left Mount Hua.

It's just that when I have nothing to do, I will think about it a little bit.

That night, Bai Jin thought of Chunyang's snow again.

When he opened his eyes for the first time that year, what he saw were large expanses of white snow.

The white snow stretches as far as the eye can see, there is thick snow as far as the eye can see, on the eaves, under the stone steps...it is a bit dazzling white in the sun.Occasionally, a disciple of Chunyang Palace would fly over his head stepping on a Bagua diagram, but he just stared blankly, not knowing who he was or where to go.

He was in the place where he opened his eyes, and stayed alone for a long, long time.

At that time, Bai Jin didn't know what loneliness was. He stayed alone on the narrow plank road, looking down at the white snow under the cliff, and he didn't find it boring.

Until one day, that person flew onto the plank road.

"Senior brother, why are you hanging up here?"

He reacted for a long time before realizing that someone was talking to him.

For the first time, a sound other than wind and snow came to his ears.

That person, the first person he had seen since he became conscious, spoke to him the first words he heard.

white brocade.

That person is called Bai Jin.

The white-clothed swordsman drank a glass of wine, and gently stroked the silver heart bell in his palm with the other hand. A thin red rope was wrapped around the delicate bell. On the silver bell, the word "Bai Jin" was clearly engraved.

"It's such a beautiful night, why did the Taoist priest drink alone?"

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the window.

He leaned his elbows lazily on the window sill, propping his head up and staring at Bai Jin with interest, his eyes playful, and there was an indescribable majesty in his laziness.

Bai Jin walked away for a while, but he didn't know when Yu Luocha came.

He put away the silver heart bell, and said calmly: "Aren't you going to accompany Chuuxue?"

Yu Luocha quickly turned in from the window, and the fine wine on the table was firmly placed in the cup without any ripples.The man in a black silk robe took a seat opposite Bai Jin, and heaved a sigh of relief: "He is already asleep."

If the precious son hadn't slept, he definitely wouldn't have run out.

Bai Jin poured a glass of wine for Yu Luocha in a natural way: "Why, he is not easy to coax?"

Yu Luocha twitched the corners of his mouth, took a sip from the wine glass filled by the swordsman in white.

"That's not true. I'm just very curious about me, staring at me all the time, refusing to sleep... Be good, but be very good."

Bai Jin said: "That's a problem he's had since childhood, I can't blame it."

Yu Luocha said with a low smile: "It was picked very quickly, who were you thinking about just now?"

Bai Jin was taken aback, "...how do you know I'm thinking of someone?"

Yu Luocha smiled mysteriously. He stretched out a finger and shook it lightly in front of Bai Jin.

"You do not understand."

Bai Jin was speechless.

"Visit late at night, what's your business?"

Yu Luocha smiled and said, "I just came to you to catch up with you."

"you?"

"Why, not like?"

"It's not like." The swordsman in white said, "Speak directly, Yu Luocha."

Yu Luocha leaned back on the chair, changed into a more comfortable position, and showed a mysterious smile: "Master Daoist, do you want to go to an interesting place with me?"

"where?"

"The largest gold-selling cave in the sea, Bat Island."

When Bai Jin heard this, she just raised her eyebrows: "Are you planning to go to sea?"

Yu Luosha nodded.

"I left the Western Regions this time because I intend to go to sea."

Bai Jin said: "I'm afraid you are going in the wrong direction."

Yu Luocha said: "Don't worry, there are still more than two months before the start of the auction. During this time, I plan to accompany Xiaoxue well. He should also know who his father is."

Bai Jin didn't comment on this paternal love, but only asked: "What kind of selling gold cave is worth going to sea by yourself?"

Yu Luocha said slowly: "Not only do I want to go to sea in person, but I also hope that the Taoist priest can go with me."

"Why?"

"The priest just said to go or not to go."

Bai Jin said thoughtfully: "If you can convince me, it's fine to go."

Yu Luocha smiled again, determined to win: "It's not difficult. I will tell the Taoist priest about the special features of this golden cave, and I think you will be interested."

He could see that the swordsman in white was actually very moved.

"The gold selling cave is called Bat Island. The owner of Bat Island is Mr. Bat. He has a mysterious background, but he has a good wrist. He collects a lot of shady things from somewhere, and puts them on the Bat Island for auction every year. Sell people, sell people. Cheats also sell information, and the guests participating in the auction are all invited to post on Bat Island."

Bai Jin signaled that he was listening.

Yu Luocha leaned forward slightly, "Have you seen the Thirteen Styles of Breeze in the study?"

"Ah."

"How do you feel?"

Bai Jin thought for a while and said, "Very good."

Yu Luocha said: "It's very good. The thirteen styles of Qingfeng are the secrets of the Huashan School. Only Master Kumei and one of her personal disciples know this secret method in the Huashan School. It was taken to Bat Island for auction."

Bai Jin pondered for a moment: "Then the book Thirteen Styles of Breeze that you kept in Wanmei Villa...?"

Yu Luocha calmly said: "It is a filial piety attached to a small force attached to the Raksha Sect. It is said that it was obtained a long time ago, and they themselves can't tell the origin... But I have seen it, it should be the real Thirteen Styles of Breeze .”

A master who has reached the level of Jade Rakshasa has reached the level where he has no moves to win and has moves. There is no need to steal other people's moves. Very calm.

Sure enough, Bai Jin just nodded in agreement, "That's right, it's the real book."

Not only is it true, the pages of that book have turned yellow, and one can tell that it is very old at a glance. Most of the elders in the family got it from the Huashan School and passed it on to their children and grandchildren.Also because the channel of getting it is not aboveboard, the descendants of the Huashan School don't know anything about it.

Thinking about the secret sword books neatly placed in the study, Bai Jin thought, he has become a person who has a golden mountain but doesn't know it.

He asked: "Did they invite the Western Demon Cult?"

Yu Luocha said meaningfully: "They invited Yu Luocha."

Bai Jin was really interested this time, "Tell me?"

"I think this matter will soon spread in the rivers and lakes."

Yu Luocha straightened her sleeves and said with a smile.

"At the auction two months later, they will auction off the secrets of the leader of the Western Demon Cult."