Su Bian Cultivation World

After all, Baihe State did not suppress the news of Mr. Gongyi's departure for too long.

On the morning of the third day after Luo Jiujiang was summoned, Baihezhou personally accompanied a monk in a sackcloth robe to the high platform, and announced the news to everyone in a very gloomy tone.

He expressed his deep regret for Gongyi Zhuxi going to the west, and sincerely invited Master Jingci to save Mr. Gongyi.In addition, the White Tiger Lord also cleverly used his speech skills to silently impose an atmosphere of tension and panic on everyone's head.

Feng Xue has been watching Baihezhou coldly from the audience, listening to the three-inch tongue stirring up all kinds of emotions in words, she only feels that she has seen a rising great politician.

But in her world, everyone has a basic common sense, that is - promises by politicians are all farts.

The White Tiger Sect Master Baihe State, his image is indeed closer to a person in power, rather than someone who can lead everyone in the world of cultivating immortals to fight against the dark forces.

Thinking of this, Feng Xue turned around and looked around, only to see Luo Jiujiang and Yin Banshi took a panoramic view of the boiling crowd, with a little tiredness on their faces.

The crowd was easily provoked by the White Tiger Lord. They were sad for Gong Yizhu's passing, panicked because their own safety was in jeopardy, and were ecstatic after receiving a certain promise from Baihe Prefecture.

And when Master Jingci meditated on the spot, raised his palms and murmured sutras, the reputation of Baihe Prefecture skyrocketed, and in just one day, he was guarded as a true popular favorite.

Among these people, there are those who are hypocritical and push the boat along the way. They may have known the news of Gongyizhu earlier than Luo Jiujiang, but they always pretended to be ignorant.

There are also those who are really ignorant, who are only worried about their own lives.To him, Gongyizhu's departure was like crossing out a number, and all he could think about was "If even that kind of adult is dead, wouldn't my life be at stake? Fortunately, there is the White Tiger Lord!"

The white tiger takes advantage of the death of Gongyi Zhu to seize power. Some people fish in troubled waters among the crowd, and some blindly follow the opinions of the crowd. Although there are many people gathered under the high platform, how many people are really grieving for Mr. Gongyi?

——They haven't met Mr. Gongyi themselves, but have heard anecdotes about him more or less.They have never witnessed Mr. Gongyi's elegance, and they don't know how he should be respected.

Luo Jiujiang couldn't get angry at Lord Baihu's behavior of taking the opportunity to win people's hearts.

He just watched the bustling crowd, watched Baihezhou use his rhetoric, and patiently waited for Master Jingci on the high platform to finish reciting the scriptures for salvation.

When the aging master Jingci hunched his body and was full of people coming down from the high platform, he glanced at the small group of people like Luo Jiujiang who were half dead.

He was the one who settled the coveted Yin Banshi back then, and brought Mr. Gongyi to him, so Yin Banshi respected him very much, and when he met Master Jingci's eyes, he saluted him across the air.

Master Jingci raised his palm in return.

He is a good and compassionate monk, wearing a tattered, patch upon patch, old cassock of earthy yellow color that has been washed to whitish.Even the few monk puppets that were casually thrown out by Zhenshuangliu on the Seven Islands were dressed ten times more decently than him.

Master Jingci was already very old, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his loose eyelids drooped, covering most of his generous eyes.His eyes flicked across Yin Banshi, Luo Jiujiang, Han Qianling and Feng Xue one after another, and he saluted them again.

It seems to be a silent consolation of "sorrow and change, the living are like this".

Dao Yuan, who had been restless in Luo Jiujiang's dantian for the past few days, suddenly calmed down, and he breathed out a long breath silently.

The eighth eldest son came out from nowhere, and walked up to Grandmaster Jingci respectfully.

In the previous battle with Luo Jiujiang, he had lost so much face in front of the White Tiger Lord and all the envoys, yet he was not dismissed by the White Tiger Lord. Now he has one more important responsibility to be in charge of Master Jingci.

I don't know what the backing behind him is, or what kind of flatterer he is, but he was able to reach this position without losing.

Luo Jiujiang turned his eyes away and didn't pay any more attention to this person.

The few of them left together, and on the way back to the courtyard, their half-dead expressions were always in a daze.

Luo Jiujiang was worried about him, so he called softly "Brother Yin" before parting.

Yin Banshi raised his head, and asked abruptly, "Do you think Master Jingci knows?"

"What?" Luo Jiujiang was stunned for a moment, and then he realized, "Are you referring to Lord Baihu using him as a raft to gather people's hearts? He is a monk, maybe he has a pure mind, so he just doesn't know."

Hearing that Luo Jiujiang was speaking in the direction he wanted, Yin Banshi smiled awkwardly, his eyes were miserable.

"It's also possible that a person is old enough to know everything well, but he just doesn't want to see the world full of flames, so he wants to take advantage of the trend to end the turmoil as soon as possible. In terms of power alone, Lord White Tiger is indeed a master."

Although yin and half death have always been yin and yang, but he pronounced the words "can be the master" more ironically than ever before.

"Brother Yin..." Luo Jiujiang raised his hand to pat Yin's semi-dead shoulder, but he saw him walking towards his courtyard without looking back.

"Maybe, I just never see anything clearly."

In Yin Banshi's memory, Master Jingci was a merciful eminent monk and also Yin Banshi's benefactor.He was clumsy, and he didn't get angry when he was repeatedly contradicted by the young Yin half dead. He just wiped his hands on the old monk's robe dully, like an ordinary old man who was a little embarrassed.

Occasionally, Yin Banshi recalled those days in the middle of the night, and when he thought of Master Jingci again, he would feel that he was as simple as an old father in the world.

But after all, being old and not dying is a thief...

Yin Banshi raised the corners of his mouth, showing a weird expression of not smiling, and said indifferently: "The storm is coming, Jiujiang, look carefully, the sky is about to change.

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Yin half dead is a prophecy.

Sure enough, in the next few days, both Han Qianling and Yin Banshi were blocked from a certain inner circle in a very gentle and watertight way.

Where the two of them are capable, Baihezhou will not be so stupid as to pull them out and step on them.However, it is a gentler, more effective, and more disgusting way than a real fight, which is a soft knife coming from behind.

Almost everyone could see that after Mr. Gongyi left, the situation in the Four Elephants Realm suddenly changed.In the face of the powerful White Tiger Lord who has won the hearts of the masses, the Dragon Lord and Yin Banshi have become wallflowers.

For example, a lot of news, they can no longer get it.

Occasionally, the White Tiger Lord invites a few core friends to gather together. As a rule, half-dead Yin should be on the list as the envoy of the Azure Dragon. However, when he intends to go, he is stopped by a disciple of the White Tiger Sect. Then politely sent back to the yard.

Luo Jiujiang was amazed at the master Baihu's skill: "I haven't seen how the cultivation base of Baihezhou is, but the kung fu of fighting in this nest is really unique in the world."

He even started calling the White Tiger Sect Master by his name.

Yin Banshi sneered, "You want to force me to bow my head?", then turned around and went back to the room to practice in seclusion.

He doesn't have the time to pay attention to those small actions instructed by the White Tiger Lord. Mr. Gongyi's Daoyuan, like his will, is something that will be inherited by Yin Banshi.

In comparison, what is the White Tiger Lord?

The next day, Lord Baihu called everyone together to discuss how to deal with Xuanwu.When he saw the empty chair representing Qinglong Academy, his face became a little stiff for a moment.

Then, as if some kind of vengeful retaliation, Dong Shuangyu never visited this courtyard again.

Luo Jiujiang finally understands why this man's calligraphy is so ingenious, no matter how you look at it, he is separated from the master by a layer - with such a narrow mind, such a short-sighted vision, his calligraphy is as good as his own, how can his calligraphy improve go?

He also felt a little overwhelmed, knowing how Dong Shuangyu would take the initiative to gather all his friends for him before.

Dong Shuangyu is indeed a person who does not lose his mind in every move. The reason why he entertained Luo Jiujiang's friends, raised a "difficult" question at the banquet, and finally solved it smoothly, was not to win Luo Jiujiang's attention. Gratitude is not to take care of any friendship.

He wanted to put Yue Qinghui quietly in the yard closest to Luo Jiujiang.

Just like he instructed others to drive away Luo Jiujiang's two elder brothers before, Dong Shuangyu must have noticed something earlier than them in the center of the whirlpool of the White Tiger Sect.

He silently reminded Luo Jiujiang that he was also using another method to protect Yue Qinghui, who was still inexperienced.

Luo Jiujiang told Han Qianling his thoughts about Dong Shuangyu, and Han Qianling pondered for a while: "Even among the different species, he should be a very special one."

Luo Jiujiang nodded and said yes: "He doesn't admire the source of Taoism, nor does he pursue power... What makes him more obsessed and complacent may be some kind of law in the dark."

Han Qianling briefly summed it up: "A typical magic stick."

"..."

Luo Jiujiang wanted to ask Han Qianling, it's been so long since the matter of the Holy Land, is he still brooding about it?

And...among Luo Jiujiang's friends, apart from Mr. Yousu, who can be coaxed away by anyone as long as he is given a piece of candy, who else can Han Qianling deal with?

... Or, among Luo Jiujiang's friends, who has Han Qianling not offended yet?

Luo Jiujiang cast a look at Han Qianling helplessly, and Han Qianling smiled gently, deliberately misinterpreting this look as a hint.

He leaned over to Luo Jiujiang, and gave him a kiss.

This kiss contained more consolation, and almost instantly relaxed Luo Jiujiang's nerves that had been tense for many days.Luo Jiujiang let out a long breath, slowly lowered most of his body, and leaned his upper body on Han Qianling's shoulder.

"Caught off guard," Luo Jiujiang confided, "I was unprepared, I couldn't imagine it at all. This is too... No matter what the reason is, it shouldn't be Mr...."

Han Qianling listened silently.

His fingers bent, inserted into Luo Jiujiang's hair, and combed Luo Jiujiang's scalp with steady and comfortable force.

Just when he could hardly bear to lower his head and press a second kiss on Luo Jiujiang's forehead, the two stopped at the same time and looked at each other.

Luo Jiujiang wondered: "Are you cursed?" Could it be possible that if the two get closer, they will be interrupted immediately?

Han Qianling smiled sullenly: "I really want to know who it is this time."

Luo Jiujiang had every reason to suspect that he didn't want to know who was disturbing this time, he wanted to kill someone.

After all, the guest outside the door didn't mean to knock on the door at all.He just stood quietly three steps away from the gate of the courtyard, his long Qi veins showed superb cultivation, his aura was very secretive, he must be a good assassin.

"I'll go take a look."

Luo Jiujiang stood up and went out to push open the courtyard door. Unexpectedly, the man saw the master coming in person, and he didn't even have the intention of running away.

The wide hooded cloak covers most of his face, from the forehead to the tip of the nose, the mysterious visitor is always hidden in the shadows.

However, looking at this thin figure, Luo Jiujiang subconsciously trembled.

The man raised his right hand and slowly took off his hood, revealing a tired, thin and tired face.

He seemed to have come a long way.

However, his eyes showed no sign of fatigue at all, and those eyes shone with a wolf-like light at the intersection of dusk and night, they were two cold stars shining together, two solitary fires.

Luo Jiujiang's muscles trembled with excitement for a moment, the man smiled at Luo Jiujiang, and Luo Jiujiang's eye circles turned red unconsciously.

The other party smiled and asked, "Can you remember the old friendship?"

Luo Jiujiang murmured: "Brother Xie..."