Su Bian Cultivation World

The source of the opportunity was a song of a seven-pronged bird.

The seven-pointed bird is originally a kind of sea bird unique to the Seven Islands. Its voice is sweet and sweet, and its calls are like pearls.It's just that losing to the thin and gray feathered one, not only is it not pleasing to look at, but it also seems to be tainted with mold.

In the Seven Islands, someone may occasionally catch a couple and hang them on the porch, listening to their singing every day.There are very few seven-pointed bird businesses outside the Seven Islands.As for a big sect like the White Tiger Sect, they even look down on a mere seven-pronged bird.

They have their own rare birds with more colorful and plump feathers and sweeter and more moving voices as pets.How could the gray appearance of the seven-pointed bird catch their eyes?

Moreover, the White Tiger School is backed by mountains and forests, and it can be said that it is hundreds of thousands of miles away from Haize. The singing of seven-pointed birds can be heard here, which is probably a hint given by an old friend.

Considering that there are only a few old people from the Seven Islands living in the White Tiger Sect, the messengers must have some connection with Dong Shuangyu.

Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling looked at each other. Although Han Qianling kept claiming that Dong Shuangyu was a "magic stick", at this time he still believed that his example was true and that his bad words would work, so he jumped in the direction of the bird's call and followed superior.

The chirping of the seven-pointed bird hovered around the path for a while, and gradually crossed the water corridor where the hydrangea and koi were raised, and headed for the front hall full of people.

Luo Jiujiang and the two knew that this was a hint to them: the seven-pointed bird loves water by nature, and does not want to appear in front of people during the day.

What's more--the sky doesn't draw a path, when the bird flies, does it align with the route on the ground?

As usual, there were disciples of the White Tiger Sect on duty outside the gate, but with the cultivation of Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling, the two touched the ground at the same time arm in arm, and the wind swept away like green smoke.The flash of the two figures in people's eyes is not even enough to make people feel dazzled.

The disciples saw nothing, even though Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling were swaggering past them.

They didn't even feel the wind.

That "seven-pronged bird" was obviously very familiar with the path, it turned around and walked through several main roads of the main hall, and then flew over two or three narrow paths covered with gravel of various colors.

When the Qingyue birdsong gradually subsided, Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling came to the square where Master Jingci used to do a dojo to extradite Mr. Gongyi's soul.

There was a slight sound of flapping wings in the air, but it was the seven-pointed bird that led the way, and it flew away leisurely.

Luo Jiujiang didn't intend to shoot the bird down to see what happened. If the two armies were at war without beheading him, how narrow-minded was he that he couldn't get past a guide bird?

He only arranged the pattern secretly in his heart, and found that from his own courtyard to this place, the bird almost took the shortest and most concise path.

This style of acting...it really is Dong Shuangyu.

At this time, there were only two or three disciples who were cleaning up the square, other than that, the huge square was empty.Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling chose a rockery to hide behind.

As soon as Han Qianling mentioned the corner of his robe, both of them remembered the past when they hid behind the rocks and overheard the private meeting between Dong Shuangyu and Yue Qinghui, and they both burst out laughing.

Luo Jiujiang showed a slightly teasing look on his face, and he even stretched out his hand to gather the outer corner of Han Qianling's robe as he did back then.But Han Qianling didn't let him move this time, instead he grabbed Luo Jiujiang's wrist.

They looked at each other and smiled.

At this moment, their eyes intertwined, compared to the youthful and ignorant back then, it was obviously another feeling.

During this short break, Luo Jiujiang signed to Han Qianling and said, "Isn't this the place to have the Hongmen Banquet?"

You know, after Han Qianling and Luo Jiujiang took the lead to leave that day, all the remaining land owners who were classified as "public" on the boundary map were all forced to take the Heart Demon Oath.

The three words "heart demon oath" are easy to say, but they are a direct contract with the way of heaven, and it is by no means equivalent to a play-by-play game like hanging on a hook.

Once you violate it, you will be entangled with demons, and you will be overwhelmed by demons, and you will be free only when you die.The most powerful monk in history has only survived for three months under the oath of the demon.

As for the few remaining unswearing monks, although they are an eyesore, they are nothing to be afraid of.

Due to Han Qianling's identity, Baihu couldn't directly tear himself apart from them.But the subsequent cold-eyed stumbling is naturally indispensable.

However, before all the predictable disputes, Baihu first claimed "basic unity" to whitewash the peace, and then chose this square as the place for the official alliance three days later.

When it comes to playing with the art of words, Bai Hezhou is really good at it, and he licked the donkey dung to the surface.

As the venue for the big banquet three days later, this place should have been very busy, but at this time there were very few people, and I knew there would be something wrong with my toes.

But if there is no problem, Dong Shuangyu doesn't have to bother to lure them here.

Speaking of this kind of calculation, Bai Huzong is really an old sow wearing bras, one set after another.One of the majestic four elephants, the white tiger holding the dry source in his hand, has a talent for hiding his head and showing his tail. I really don't know what to ask Luo Jiujiang to evaluate.

Luo Jiujiang sneered, and suddenly heard someone talking outside, one of the voices was very familiar, it was the eighth eldest son who ordered Chen Buduo to end.

The other voice was unfamiliar, but the tone could be compared to that of the eighth eldest son, so he must be some kind of zongzi, sugar cake and leek box.

Just from the tone of voice, the two of them seem to be arranging some decorations that will be "used" three days later.

Luo Jiujiang's spiritual sense scanned the formation lines drawn by the two on the ground and the medicinal powder buried deep in the lines, and he knew that things were not that simple.

Occasionally, a few lines of dialogue full of information are covered up between their tit-for-tat sarcasm.

The dialogue between these two people can be described as yin and yang, with hidden sharpness, but what Luo Jiujiang is most concerned about is not the sharpness in their words: who is this eighth eldest son?

I didn't talk about his embarrassment in front of Lord Baihu before, but after Baihezhou invited Master Jingci, he was actually in charge of entertaining.Now, besides the glamorous job of entertaining Master Jingci, the important confidant job of what to do in the venue is also entrusted to him.

Luo Jiujiang intuitively felt something was wrong.

The voices of those two people came from far to near. Although they had deliberately covered up with their spiritual senses to hide the scattered disciples present, they were clearly seen by the stronger spiritual senses of Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling. .

Both of them obviously knew the plan of Lord White Tiger three days later, so although they didn't like each other, they used their words quite cautiously.There is not much information extracted from the words, but the meaning it represents is too amazing.

Listen to what they mean - if Luo Jiujiang's guess is correct, the arrangement made by Lord Baihu today is to capture everyone present.

What are you doing? !

Luo Jiujiang looked at Han Qianling in shock, thinking that Baihezhou had gone crazy.

If it is said that Lord Baihu's disgusting deeds have always been within Luo Jiujiang's comprehension, even though he seems petty and despicable, then his current deeds are simply unreasonable.

Luo Jiujiang can see that Baihezhou intends to control all the worlds, to replace the now notorious Xuanwu, and to become the master of the Three Thousand Worlds in a gentler and softer way.

Yes, understandable, human nature, although the method is too contemptible, but at most it can be regarded as drinking a dose of chronic poison, and there may be a small chance of success.

But now, according to those two people, Bai Hezhou actually tried to catch all the world masters who gathered close to him because of his trust in his prestige... Did he want to make a coffin for himself, and then just jump in?

Among other things, with his current cultivation base and confidence, it's okay to be publicly elected as the leader, but Taotie doesn't have such a big mouth to swallow three thousand worlds in one gulp!

This action is not enough to stop harming others, and it is quite unfavorable to oneself. Even if the person in the position of Sect Master Baihu is replaced by Ni Kui who has lost his mind, this kind of thing may not be done.

Then, there must be inside information, but it is not known to outsiders for the time being.

Luo Jiujiang calmed down and continued to listen to the movement on the other side of the rockery.The two spent half a day preparing the entire venue, and then said the last few harsh words, one to the left and the other to the right, and finally parted ways.

Now that they left, Luo Jiujiang probed deeper into the entire square, and found that in the formations all over the square, almost every formation eye was added a few strokes just right.

Under the formations added after those few strokes, each buried a pack of medicinal powder.

"What is this for?" Luo Jiujiang asked Han Qianling via voice transmission.

The big head of Han Qianling's inheritance memory is not in the formation of pills, but after all, he has been the master of the world for a while, so he has some knowledge about some methods of suppressing the bottom of the box.

"The array, the medicine, the incense on the table, and the food are superimposed, and each layer can be used for assassination and control." Han Qianling roughly estimated the amount of the medicine powder, and couldn't help but frowned slightly, apparently quite puzzled by it : "Baihe State wants everyone to die?"

The situation became more and more strange and confusing, Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling looked at each other, subconsciously said: "Baihe State...is it still Baihe State?"

"It should be. Yesterday he showed his own white tiger prototype, and made a heart demon oath with others in public. If something happened to him, the world masters who were forced to make the heart demon oath should also feel it."

"That……"

Just as Luo Jiujiang was about to say something, there was another voice not far away, but this time it was another eldest son who went and turned back.

When he confronted the eighth son just now, he was like a dynamite bag, his tone and demeanor were all irritable and impulsive, but now he changed to a calm and indifferent face, obviously a man full of scheming.

He dug out half of the medicine powder in front of Manchang Formation again, but he didn't change the hands and feet on the formation.

Before leaving, both Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling heard his deep sneer, which was obviously his judgment on the eighth eldest son: "The suzerain has never been kind to you... Heh, you eat things from inside out."

He left in a hurry, this time for real.

"Tsk, let's go." Luo Jiujiang finally poked his head out from the edge of the rockery. He and Han Qianling left the square together, and asked through a voice on the road, "How many forces will intervene in the banquet three days from now?"

"It's easy to fish in muddy water." Han Qianling said succinctly.

"Baihezhou, Baihezhou, I didn't think I would kill him right now...but he did everything possible to tell me that now is the best time for him to die." Luo Jiujiang sighed, "Brother Xie must be very happy." Be happy."

"En." As usual, Han Qianling did not deny Luo Jiujiang's proposal, he just said, "Let's arrange it."

The murderous intent that has been smoldering for a long time finally has a channel to pour out.

Only three days later, I will see you in poverty!