I got rich from my apprentices

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Ancestor Xuanhua looked at him expressionlessly, the sect master's hands and feet felt weak, and he almost fainted on the spot.

Patriarch Xuanhua snorted coldly, "You, go and bring the culprit here. I will execute myself!"

The elders were all startled, apparently recalling the thunderous method that the ancestor used to execute his apprentice: three souls fly, seven souls scatter, not to mention the Dao of Rongsheng, even reincarnation is not allowed.Immediately they dared not speak.

"Why, the words of this deity are useless?" Patriarch Xuanhua's eyes contained murderous intent.

The head of the sect didn't dare to speak for others, his legs went limp when he got up, and he quickly ordered his disciples to detain him.

Bai Qingxiao whispered to Pei Geng, then patted him on the shoulder, and said to the sect master, "My master nephew is very naughty, I want to go with you to meet the 'big world'."

"This, how can this be..." Seeing that the child was so young, the headmaster reflexively refused.

Unexpectedly, Patriarch Xuanhua pointed to the elder holding the sword and said, "You take that child to detain him together."

The elder who held the sword didn't talk much, he only said yes when he heard it.

The head of the sect didn't finish his sentence, but it stuck in his throat, he couldn't speak, he couldn't swallow it back, his face was swollen and ugly.He could only bow his head slightly and sighed.

Patriarch Xuanhua said to Bai Qingxiao again, "Follow me to the back mountain."

Bai Qingxiao raised his eyebrows, seeing that the other party helped him, naturally he had nothing to refuse.

The back mountain is quiet and quiet, and few disciples set foot in it.

Patriarch Xuanhua only occupied one hilltop to retreat all the year round, and his daily life was extremely simple, there was not even a house on the hilltop.

Bai Qingxiao followed him to the mountain peak, and as soon as he landed, he saw a natural cave not far away, with two lanterns hanging at the door.A lot of spiritual flowers were planted outside the door, full of spiritual energy, surrounding a set of stone tables and chairs under the tree.

desolate.

Seeing Bai Qingxiao looking around curiously, Xuanhua's attitude was lukewarm, pointing to the spiritual flowers all over the mountains and plains, "Your Senior Sister Qinghuan planted these."

Bai Qingxiao, who was squatting down to check Lingzhi, raised his face and made a puzzled sound, reasonably suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears.

"You don't know, but she stayed with me for a while a hundred years ago." Xuanhua had no expression on his face, he walked through the flowers and sat down on the stone bench.

Keep?Bai Qingxiao blinked, the word used spirituality.

Xuanhua flicked his sleeves, and a cup of tea appeared on the table. "I heard that you like tea. I don't have anything good to say to you. You can do whatever you want."

Bai Qingxiao stood up, walked over quickly, and stood in front of him, maybe the ancestor Xuanhua didn't put on airs in front of him unexpectedly.Bai Qingxiao is used to pushing his nose and looking at his eyes, and he immediately slackened his words a lot, "Do you know who I am?"

Even if you see through his disguise, you shouldn't know who he is so accurately.

Xuanhua didn't care about his etiquette, maybe it was on purpose, he even took the initiative to get closer to Bai Qingxiao.Wen only raised his eyelids, "People from Shennonggu, Qinghuan's junior sister and younger brother. That's what I thought when I first met you."

"You can only say that the cultivation base is Yuanying, but he is extremely talented and can see the puppet technique at a glance." Xuanhua called out his name indifferently, "Bai Qingxiao, who else is there besides you?"

Bai Qingxiao raised his eyebrows, and he didn't seem surprised, he just opened his lips and smiled silently. "I'm really boasting..."

As soon as the words fell, a light popped out from Xuanhua's finger and landed on Bai Qingxiao.

All of a sudden, the face disappeared.

A man in Tsing Yi with a clear face stood on the spot, as if slightly surprised, the corners of his raised eyes were slightly curved and mischievous, as if adding a bit of vitality to the hazy landscape painting.

He looks very harmless and lovable - at least that's what his relatives and friends have said about Bai Qingxiao.He seems to have a 'gentle and harmless' aura naturally - although Bai Qingxiao himself is not really 'harmless'.

It was also the first time for Xuanhua to see this "little junior brother" whom Qinghuan called, after a few glances, the tip of his eyebrows moved slightly, and he calmed down again.

Bai Qingxiao considers himself an ordinary person, but he doesn't need to boast, especially the one who can be half-step into a fairy.If there is a tail, I'm afraid it will be raised.

He looked left and right, lifted the corners of his clothes and turned around, and sat directly opposite Xuanhua, with great interest, "You can still praise me in front of others in the future, my little brother's medicine business will be prosperous in the future, forget Not you."

Xuanhua seemed a little surprised, and sneered, "I'm capable, let the deity promote it for you."

Bai Qingxiao only raised the teacup to signal him, squinting and smiling.He raised his head and downed a cup, the tea entered his mouth, flowed down the esophagus into his stomach, and the gentle spiritual power melted into his meridians, making his whole body warm.

His eyes lit up, and he recognized that this was not a vulgar thing.He happily ate the flower cakes on the plate, his cheeks were stuffed, like a little squirrel. "Hmm! It's delicious, where did you buy it? I'll get some some other day."

Xuanhua raised his hand and took a sip of tea, expressionless, "I did it."

Bai Qingxiao stopped moving.Are all the powers who become immortals in half a step so down-to-earth?

"Your senior sister likes it, so help me bring some back to her later." The old god Xuanhua was there, lowered his eyes, and reminded implicitly, "Remember to say that I did it."

Bai Qingxiao: ...

Damn it, did Qing Huan develop some new Ecstasy Pill, and dare to try it out with Xuanhua Patriarch of the Sky Sword Sect!

Thinking about it, Bai Qingxiao finished eating two pieces of cake, clapped his palms, and rolled his eyes, "Okay, no problem. Thank you for your hospitality today!"

Later, he secretly ate it and gave it to Qinghuan to avenge her sneaking away!

The corner of Tsing Yi brushed across the table.Xuanhua looked sideways, seeing that he was full and wanted to leave, flicked his fingertips.

A cold light suddenly fell on Bai Qingxiao's feet, immobilizing him.

"I still have something to say."

Bai Qingxiao, who secretly wanted to run away, was stopped and had to sit back on the stone bench.

He knows it!

Eating and drinking for no reason is sure to be no good!

Bai Qingxiao was discouraged, "What's the matter? Why are you looking for me?"

The matter of Patriarch Xuanhua must not be a trivial matter.

Xuanhua's throat twitched slightly, and he remained silent, as if there was a hidden danger.

Bai Qingxiao bent down to try to remove the ice cubes from his legs, but unfortunately, he couldn't get it right.Now he even regrets not bringing Pei Geng along.Otherwise, if a phoenix fire is thrown down casually, wouldn't the ice cube disappear immediately?

Finally, he simply gave up and stood up straight.

"What's the matter? You say it first, but I may not be able to do it."

Then Xuan Hua slowly put down the teacup, "I once missed one thing, and your senior sister still has a hard-to-get over me. This time I came here to find you because of this."

After that, he laughed at himself, "Bai Qingxiao, since you can know the puppet art, if you were here a hundred years ago, why did you come here?"

Bai Qingxiao's eyes widened, and he immediately retorted, "It's none of my business, I can't do it as a servant, and I have to stick behind her ass? A hundred years ago? Where was I playing a hundred years ago?"

"Naturally..." Patriarch Xuanhua paused, smoothing the line of his lips, "A hundred years ago, you returned from the deep sea secret realm, and your life was in danger."

"Unexpected! You paid so much attention to me!" Bai Qingxiao exclaimed, in fact, he didn't even remember it very much.

I just remember that when he was young and playful, he conceitedly joined an adventure team to explore the deep sea secrets, but unexpectedly, all the monks in that team were wiped out.He was completely unconscious, and he was already in Shennong Valley when he woke up.

The masters and sisters all surrounded him, their faces were dark and terrifying.

In the end, Qinghuan told him solemnly that his life was saved, but he lost his soul.From now on, it will affect his life and cultivation base a lot.

He didn't feel anything, but he became lazy, occasionally uncontrollably irritable, and his emotions and desires have faded a lot.

Sometimes when looking at the outside world, it always feels like a layer of veil, hazy and not clear.If I don't do something, I always feel like a cold stone, not like a living thing, and my heart is terribly peaceful.

In order not to worry his relatives and friends, his temper has since escaped a lot, with ups and downs in his emotions, and he looks more normal than a normal person.

It's still different after all.

Bai Qingxiao was trying to recall what happened in the deep sea secret realm, but the voice of Patriarch Xuanhua pulled him back from his memory to what was in front of him.

Ancestor Xuanhua's eyes darkened, "At that time, the news of Shennong Valley came, and Qing Huan rushed back overnight for you. The ceremony for the knot of my apprentice and grandson was also held at that time... Qing Huan specifically asked me to give gifts, but I didn't smashed."

His fingers were stiff and curled slightly on the stone table. The chill climbed up the teacup and fell on the stone table along the bottom of the cup, quickly spreading a solid layer of ice.

"Oh. If you screw it up, it's screwed up." It's just a marriage contract, Bai Qingxiao glanced at the frozen desktop, raised his head in confusion, and said easily, "Just make up for it."

"It can't be made up." Xuanhua was silent for a long time, and only came to this conclusion, "It's harder than persuading the Demon Lord to return when he lost his way."

Why did this matter get involved with the Demon Venerable again?Another marriage contract ceremony and another demon king.After listening to it for a long time, Bai Qingxiao really didn't want to play charades, so he went straight to the point, "There are so many old things being brought up again, I don't know why the ancestor told me these things?"

Patriarch Xuanhua glanced at him, "I want you to diagnose and treat someone for me."

Bai Qingxiao pointed to himself, wondering from the bottom of his heart, "It must be me?"

But aren't there many doctors who are better than him in the world?In other words, isn't his second senior sister Qing Huan the better candidate in front of him?Why go around in circles looking for him.

"it has to be you."

The words of refusal rolled on the tip of his tongue a few times, Bai Qingxiao thought about it, and his curiosity was ignited.He leaned forward, "Who is that person? He even asked me to heal him. With so many medical practitioners, why should I do it?"

There were not many Xuanhuas, so he only turned to one side and raised his hand across the small stone table.

Bai Qingxiao wanted to escape, but the soundless and invisible cold air held him in place.He could only open his eyes and see Xuan Hua reaching out his hand.

The cold fingertips that seemed to have lasted for a thousand years touched Bai Qingxiao's forehead.

Bai Qingxiao's five senses gradually faded away, and many images flooded into his mind, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, and emotions were so large and complex that they attacked all his senses in an instant.

This moment seems to be very long, so long that he has read nearly a hundred years of memory.It was very short, so short that he quickly returned to his senses within a few breaths.

All the voices gradually moved away from him.

After a short period of silence, Bai Qingxiao dictated some sounds of wind, birds, the rustling of flowers and plants, and perhaps the slight sound of falling leaves.He opened his eyes and held on to the stone table a little dizzily, with a little coolness remaining on his forehead.

Amidst the dizziness, Bai Qingxiao couldn't even see the man from the white hair to his toes on the opposite side. He blinked, and the blur faded away, and the white shadow in front of him gradually had facial features.

"The person you asked me to cure is...?"

Xuanhua sat on the other side of the stone table, quietly waiting for him to come back to his senses, seemed to sigh, and answered his question in an indescribable tone of Bai Qingxiao.

"Shen Junyue."

Bai Qingxiao felt that the feeling at this moment was really indescribable.

Xuanhua simply and neatly threw part of his own memories into Bai Qingxiao's mind, even though the cultivator is indeed higher than ordinary humans in all aspects, but he is not omniscient and omnipotent.What's more, he doesn't know most of the people in this memory.

The only two people I knew were Qing Huan and Shen Junyue.

Bai Qingxiao was a little confused trying to digest the images that flashed through his mind, his own memory was different from other people's memory after all.

If it was his own memory, he could even clearly remember every detail, but looking at other people's memories was just watching.

In this case, he is like a spectator.Absolutely no idea who did what and why.

"Old Ancestor, don't you want to explain it?" Bai Qingxiao was in a fantasy state, and even felt that his brain and mouth were separated.

He heard himself asking in a daze, "These memories are really messy, with no beginning and no end, can you tell me roughly what happened?"

Xuanhua frowned, it was obvious that he didn't want to waste his tongue at all, but he couldn't just throw people out for him to digest like he did to his direct juniors, let alone give orders as he wanted.

He paused, trying to get past it, "It's hard to tell."

"Then make a long story short."

Xuanhua's expression was indescribable, he sorted out his words for a while, and really "short a long story", "My grandson was killed by my apprentice, in order to avenge my grandson, I killed my apprentice with my own hands."

Before Bai Qingxiao could turn his head around, he heard a sound in bewilderment. "ha?"

Who?

Who killed whom?

Whose disciples and grandchildren?