After thinking for a moment, Xiao Lin returned to the appearance of a dark-faced young man, which made Hua Rongrong envious. Only the legendary "immortal cultivator" could do such a random change of magic.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Lin made up a fictional identity for himself, that is, Hua Rongrong's distant aunt and nephew, and Xiao Lin also gave himself a name "Shi Shoushan".
After clarifying the relationship, Hua Rongrong took the lead and headed towards the northernmost branch of Bailiantang in Huai County.
No matter how fast Hua Rongrong was, Xiao Lin followed her exactly a few feet behind her calmly and calmly. After feeling the unfathomable depth of her master, Hua Rongrong felt envious in her heart.
Nothing can be done.
Not everyone is qualified to practice cultivation. Before the master left that year, he also left behind a cultivation method. She also studied it for a period of time, but no matter how she practiced according to the instructions in it, she always failed.
Unable to generate a sense of anger.
This made her begin to believe that if you want to practice immortality, you can't just practice magic. In the entire four generations of the Xiao family, no one can practice the Dry Water Sutra left by the master. It has to be said that this also makes her quite satisfied.
A helpless thing.
It can be said that Xiao Lin left a fragment of the Dry Water Sutra with good intentions. On the one hand, in the future, if someone in the Xiao family can really practice the Dry Water Sutra and develop magical power, they can use it to find immortality.
And if I leave a complete Dry Water Sutra, then it will most likely be a disaster rather than a blessing for the Xiao family. If some low-level cultivators come to the world and know that the Xiao family has a complete Sutra.
Kung Fu, that would be a disaster for the Xiao family.
So after Xiao Lin left, he specifically warned that the secret of the Dry Water Sutra must not be leaked. But in the end, Xiao Lin miscalculated. The reason why this so-called Immortality Sect is so aggressive is that there are nine out of ten cultivators behind it.
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Otherwise, with Xiao Shi and Hua Rongrong, two innate masters, no one would be able to force them like this.
Along the way, Xiao Lin also learned through Hua Rongrong that after he left, his sister Xiao Zhi ended up marrying his brother Xiao Shi. They had a son and a daughter, and both of them got married and started a family.
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The son's name is Xiao Yi and the daughter's name is Xiao Si. After Xiao Lin heard this, with his clear mind, he naturally thought of the reason. The two of them respectively expressed the Xiao family's memories and longing for Xiao Lin.
And this pair of children have now also married, giving birth to two boys and one girl each, which has suddenly increased the size of the entire Xiao family.
Counting the servants and handymen at home, there are at least twenty or thirty people in the house.
This made Xiao Lin sigh with emotion. At that time, neither he nor Xiao Shi would have dared to imagine that the Xiao family would prosper to its current situation.
Soon, Xiao Lin followed Hua Rongrong to the branch of Bailiantang. This branch looked a bit shabby. Not only was the location very remote, but the walls were in tatters.
However, there were two guards with swords standing at the door. The two men had crossed swords embroidered on their chests, letting Xiao Lin know that these two people were also from Bailian Hall.
Seeing Hua Rongrong's arrival, the two people exclaimed in surprise: "Elder Hua, then we will pay homage."
Hua Rongrong waved her hand lightly, and the two of them were unable to kneel down, so they had no choice but to stand up and salute.
"Where are the second master and the two young masters?" Hua Rongrong asked with a majestic look on her face.
"The hall master and the two young hall masters are all at the helm, but today..." The two of them were talking, as if they had some concerns, and they stuttered.
"But someone is coming?" Hua Rongrong thought for a moment and then asked.
"Indeed, it is Liu Changsheng and an elder from the Changsheng Sect who have come in person and are currently in the helm hall."
Hearing this, Hua Rongrong's expression changed, she said no more, and walked straight towards the door, followed closely by Xiao Lin.
"Who are you?" Seeing that Xiao Lin also wanted to enter the helm, the two of them immediately stopped him.
"Go away." Xiao Lin snorted coldly, and the two of them flew dozens of feet away. But what shocked them was that they didn't feel any discomfort at all after being blown away such a long distance.
There is also a faint feeling that the meridians in the body are being connected, and the whole body is warm.
The two of them glanced at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes. They turned to look at the door. Hua Rongrong and the man had disappeared without a trace, and they had obviously entered the helm.
"What is that person's identity? He looks like he is only about twenty years old. His skills are unfathomable. In comparison, even the hall master cannot do it, right?"
"Huh? My Tiantan, Shaoyin, and Shaoyang acupuncture points are actually connected, and my three Yang zhenqi are actually small?" One of them suddenly exclaimed after the exercise check, and said inexplicable surprise.
"Me too, my three acupuncture points of Kuoyin, Qixuan, and Feiluan have also been penetrated. In this way, we are not far from penetrating the profound gateway of life and death?" The two of them looked full of surprise.
But Xiao Lin had already followed Hua Rongrong through the courtyard of the branch and arrived at the entrance of the hall.
At this moment, Xiao Lin could already see that there were two groups of people at war with each other in the hall, and the atmosphere was also a bit strange.
One of them, a scribe who looked to be in his forties, was standing next to an old man who looked to be in his seventies or eighties. The old man's eyes were cloudy and he seemed to be a little unsteady when walking. He was sitting on a chair nearby with the presence of the old man.
, close your eyes and rest your mind.
Behind the scribe, there were two men and two women standing. When these people fell into Xiao Lin's eyes, they were naturally seen clearly by him. Except for the middle-aged scribe, who had reached the realm of innate perfection, the other two men
The two girls are just innate.
Hua Rongrong's cultivation should be slightly worse than when she conquered Hua Rongrong.
However, Xiao Lin's eyes never stayed on the five of them for more than one breath. He was staring coldly at the seventy or eighty-year-old man.
Others may not be able to see the difference between the old man and the others, but in Xiao Lin's eyes, he can clearly see that the old man's whole body exudes a light red aura.
"A cultivator?" Xiao Lin sneered in his heart. Originally, he was still thinking that the only ones who could force Xiao Shi and Hua Rongrong, two innate masters, into such a situation were the cultivators.
Now it seems that what he expected was true. There was actually a cultivator involved in this mortal battle. However, Xiao Lin didn't know whether this old man was alone or if there was a cultivator behind him?
In front of the middle-aged scribe, a strong man in his forties with a beard several inches long was looking at the scribe with an angry face. Beside him, there was a man and a woman standing, who looked similar to Xiao Lin.
They were 40-50% similar, so needless to say, Xiao Lin could guess their identities.
Perhaps due to his profound internal strength, Xiao Shi looks much younger than Xiao Zhi, and his two children have also reached the state of acquired perfection, but in the current situation, it seems to have no effect.
Xiao Lin couldn't help feeling a little emotional. Back then, Hua Rongrong, an innate master, stirred up bloody chaos in the Jianghu of Huai County. Now, within the Bailiantang branch, she is just an innate master.
There are three masters.
Xiao Lin remained calm, and several people inside obviously discovered Hua Rongrong's existence. Seeing Hua Rongrong, a look of surprise flashed across the scholar's face.
"So it's an immortal immortal? Haha, I didn't expect that the immortal immortal from Baihuamen would become his servant. This really surprised me." The scribe said with a faint smile.
Hua Rongrong walked into the hall generously.
"Senior Hua, why are you here?" Seeing Hua Rongrong coming, Xiao Shi showed a surprised expression on his face.
Immediately after, he saw the dark-faced young man next to Hua Rongrong, and he couldn't help but frown slightly. In his eyes, this dark-faced young man in his twenties did not seem to have any skills at all.
Where did Hua Rongrong bring it from?
"Second Director, my wife asked me to come and see when you will go back for dinner."
Hua Rongrong's words caused the middle-aged scribe and the four people behind him to show strange expressions on their faces. Xiao Shi also had a dumbfounded expression.
He wanted to say in his heart: "Sister, I'm so exhausted right now. How can I be in the mood to eat?"
"Eating, if Hall Master Xiao doesn't hand over the Book of Dry Waters, not only eating, but also whether I can eat in the future is a matter of two things?" the middle-aged scribe said calmly.
"Master Liu, our Bailian Hall has shown courtesy in every aspect, are you really still unwilling to let me go?"
"Hehe, isn't that what the world is all about? I didn't directly eradicate the root cause, but my kindness has already flourished. I have also lost my patience. If Hall Master Xiao is still stubborn, then there is nothing I can do to help."
"Is this person also here for the Dry Water Sutra?" The dark-faced young man behind Hua Rongrong suddenly laughed and looked at the old man in his seventies or eighty years standing aside.
Hearing this, the old man opened his eyes, and was about to scold whose boy this was for being so careless about life and death, when he suddenly felt an astonishing amount of spiritual pressure suddenly appear, and the old man immediately felt as if he was being pressed by a huge mountain above his head.
In an instant, he was dripping with cold sweat, beads of sweat as big as peas rolled down his forehead, and his face showed an extremely frightened expression.
Xiao Lin only sent out the spiritual pressure of a Foundation-Building Stage monk to the old man, and he also closed it as soon as he released it. No one around him felt it, not even Hua Rongrong noticed it at all.
But everyone saw the old man's appearance as he had just been fished out of the water. Xiao Shi and others didn't feel anything yet, but the middle-aged scribe was shocked, and his face was as full of fear as the old man.
The old man was about to salute Xiao Lin, but a message suddenly came from his ear: "Don't reveal my identity. Now take your people and get out. I will go and visit you later."
The words the old man was about to say were swallowed hard by him, and he almost lost his breath. His face turned pale for a while, and then he said nothing, greeted the middle-aged scribe, and walked out of the hall first.
The middle-aged scribe did not show any signs of neglect and followed closely behind them. Soon, these people left the branch of Bailiantang, leaving Xiao Shi and others dumbfounded and confused.
