Within the Holy Lotus Sect, the respective branches seem to be unable to deal with each other.
Hearing the little girl's provocation, the middle-aged man didn't care about his senior status. He snorted coldly and put a strong hand on her shoulder.
Bai Feng pinched the middle-aged man's wrist with his backhand. Although her arms and legs were thin, her hands were not clean. She pinched an acupuncture point of the middle-aged man instantly, making it difficult for her to use her hand.
The middle-aged man was probably in pain. His eyes widened and a burst of true energy exploded, creating a wave of air in an instant.
Qing'er stood at the door and was hit in the face by the sudden wave of air. She leaned back and almost fell down.
Fortunately, Bai Song was behind him and pulled him back.
After all, Bai Feng was still young, and his skills were far inferior to those of the middle-aged man. When the middle-aged man was angry, his small body finally knelt down on one knee, showing an unbearable expression.
Bai Song saw a hint of murderous intent flashing in the white bee's eyes, and the silver needle was already clamped in his other hand.
Bai Song didn't want people on both sides to really fight because of him, so he hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, we are all in this together, don't hurt the harmony over a trivial matter."
After saying that, he said to Qing'er: "Quickly tell your people to stop."
The middle-aged man looked at Qing'er, who frowned and nodded.
The middle-aged man finally regained his strength, and Bai Feng finally hid the silver needle in his hand.
The middle-aged man let go, Bai Feng stood up and snorted, and walked up to Bai Song in a swaggering manner, showing an uncompromising aura.
Seeing how determined she was, Bai Song couldn't say anything. He originally wanted to use Qing'er to get rid of this person, but it seemed that he couldn't.
A little girl wants to follow the changes. Let her follow. Bai Song didn't care anymore and said to Bai Feng: "Close the door."
Bai Feng closed the door and sat in the corner of the room with a stool. He crossed his legs and unceremoniously grabbed a handful of melon seeds and started cracking them on the side.
"This little brat is quite arrogant!" Bai Song and Qing'er murmured.
"Bai Feng, I know." Qing'er said seriously, "She is a rare master under Huo Fenghuang. Although her internal strength is not enough, she has many ways to kill people. It seems that it is right for Huo Fenghuang to ask her to protect you.
You care a lot."
"Then how much do you know about the Fire Phoenix? Why do I feel so weird? You were ignoring me before, but now you suddenly sent someone to protect me and serve as my deputy."
"Huo Fenghuang is a close confidant of the leader and has been following the leader since the beginning of the Holy Religion. After she served as the Holy Envoy, she changed her name to Chan Juan and worked as a shepherd in the Qing Dynasty in the south of the Yangtze River. She is still a very famous person in the south of the Yangtze River.
Oiran."
"Isn't it the same as you?"
"To be precise, I am the same as her. The reason why I hid in Youzhou as a Qing Guoren was because I got the inspiration from the Fire Phoenix."
"So, she should be more familiar with the leader?"
"It's natural."
Bai Song didn't say anything more, but he was secretly happy in his heart. In this case, he could make more use of his identity and establish a good relationship with Huo Fenghuang first. Sooner or later, he would meet the leader.
If the leader can make Baihua Pills, he might also be an expert in using medicine.
If he was traveling together, he would like to have a try with the real experts of this era and see if he, a doctor of medicine who is thousands of years ahead of his time, can defeat the leader of the ancient cult.
At this moment, Qing'er no longer talked too much about Bai Song's appointment as the Holy Envoy to the Southern Region, and motioned for Mr. Bai to sit down first.
Then he took out a brocade box from his sleeve and handed it to Bai Song.
"What is this?" Bai Song asked.
"Qing'er saved some Baihua Pills. There are five pills in them, which is enough for Mr. Bai to cope with it for half a year."
"What about you?"
"Qing'er is a holy envoy, so it is naturally easier to obtain Baihua Pills than being tricked by someone else. It is all Qing'er's fault that the young master was poisoned."
"Qing'er, are you also persecuted by this poison? It's because of this poison that you have to join the Holy Lotus Sect?"
"It's true that he was poisoned, but it was Qing'er's wish to join the Holy Lotus Sect. Like the young master, the Holy Lotus Sect was against the imperial court, so Qing'er joined."
Bai Song was a little disappointed after hearing this. He wanted to hear that everything Qing'er did was out of helplessness.
"What is the unsolvable grudge between the Mohist family and the imperial court? It is too dangerous to go against the imperial court."
"Qing'er has her own reasons. Besides, the current court has committed too many crimes. The heroes of the world will never allow such a court to exist."
The Bai Song Dynasty knew that the rule of Zhenguan was a sign that the Tang Dynasty would move toward prosperity. Li Shimin might not be a perfect emperor, but he was definitely not a person who committed too many sins.
Using personal hatred as an excuse to seek to conquer the world is completely an excuse.
Bai Song did not believe that Qing'er had the ambition to conquer the world, but she was obviously being used for this purpose.
At this time, Bai Song wanted to say a few more words, but his current identity did not allow him to say more. Seeing that Qing'er still refused to reveal anything, Bai Song could only give up in frustration.
After thinking for a while, Bai Song turned to ask: "If we stay at Mingjian Villa, what will happen?"
"The owner of the village and the leader of the Holy Cult are close personal friends, and they have helped the Holy Cult avoid the imperial court's encirclement and suppression many times. We have been inseparable from the Holy Cult for a long time, but the owner of the village has always refused to join the Holy Cult. The five thousand taels of silver are to make the villa for me
Teaching sword-making tools also allows the village owner to see that with the help of the Holy Religion, the Mingjian Villa will be better off in the past."
"So, the main reason for staying at Mingjian Villa is to let the owner of the Villa join the Holy Lotus Sect?"
Qing'er nodded.
"Since the village owner and the leader are close friends, why do you always refuse to join?"
Qing'er frowned, thought for a while, and felt uncomfortable speaking.
On the other hand, White Bee suddenly interjected: "The old manor owner always wants to stay out of the matter, but the young manor owner doesn't bother to submit to others. What's there to hide? It's not a secret!"
Qing'er thought for a while and added: "Actually, the main crux of the problem for Mingjian Villa to join the Holy Lotus Sect lies in the young master of the village. If the young master of the village is persuaded, the master will naturally agree. The leader is determined to win over Mingjian Villa.
Sword Villa not only has many disciples at Mingjian Villa, but the key point is that the sword-making skills at Mingjian Villa are superb. After joining the Holy Lotus Sect, you can wholeheartedly forge swords for the Holy Sect. It is a quite powerful force. The young master has just joined the Holy Sect.
, if we can persuade the young village master to join the Holy Lotus Sect, it will definitely be a great achievement. With the young master’s ability, it is not impossible to persuade the young master of the village.”
Bai Song thought seriously: "I also suffer from the lack of opportunity to express myself. This is a good idea."
"Daydreams!" Bai Feng said again, "The young village owner thinks very highly of himself and doesn't put the Holy Lotus Sect in his eyes at all. Let alone you, even if the leader comes in person, he doesn't have much good looks."
Bai Song didn't care. After saying this, he stood up and said goodbye to Qing'er. It seemed that he really wanted to think carefully about persuading the young village owner to join the gang.
After leaving Qing'er's room, Bai Feng gradually became warm to Bai Song and took the initiative to ask: "Are you really going to persuade the young village master?"
"What if?"
"Don't think about it, that's impossible."
"If I succeed by chance, what will you do?"
"If you can succeed, I will agree to whatever you ask for."
"Whatever the request is?" Bai Song turned around and smiled evilly, looking at Bai Feng's thin body wantonly. The face of a bad uncle would scare any little girl who looked at it.
But White Bee was afraid. Instead, she puffed up her chest, glanced at Bai Song coldly, and repeated: "No matter what!"
"Will you agree to apostasy?"
Bai Feng frowned and said nothing more, but just looked at Bai Song again.
Bai Song laughed: "You're just kidding, don't be so nervous. Then tell me where I can meet the young village owner?"
"Every day at midnight, the young master of the village will know the disciples of the villa practicing sword practice in the school grounds. If you really want to see him, you can go to the school grounds tomorrow to see him."
Bai Song nodded: "Then tomorrow morning, I will go to the school grounds to have a look."
After speaking, Bai Song returned to his residence.
Bai Song's main purpose was not to persuade the young master of the village, but he wanted to take advantage of this matter to have the opportunity to walk around the village more, and maybe he could see his uncle's whereabouts.
Being alone among the enemy and having someone watching him all the time, Bai Song had many difficulties in moving around.
When I returned to the room, the white bee stopped following me.
Then Bai Song invited Wong Tai Sin again, and now he needed a helper.
Old Huang heard that it was Bai Song who was looking for him, so he came in a hurry. When he saw that Bai Song was the only one, he immediately stopped his sanctimonious appearance and went to drink tea by himself.
"My little friend, what's the matter with Pindao?"
Bai Song sat aside and looked at him with a smile: "Great Immortal, you are doing well in the Holy Lotus Sect."
"It's fun to laugh. My little friend became the deputy envoy when he first came here. It's not bad at all."
"But you said that if others knew about your deception, would your position be preserved?"
After hearing this, Huang Taixian put down his water glass and looked at Bai Song warily, but still pretended to be relaxed: "Even if I am exposed, they still need me. Without Pindao, they cannot gain the trust of the poor."
"That's it... then I can rest assured, lest I accidentally let it slip in the future and harm the great immortal."
"Little friend, what do you mean by this? We don't have any grudges, why should we be like this?"
Even if the lie is exposed, Huang Taixian is not worried about being treated as an outcast, but his status in the Holy Lotus Sect will definitely be greatly reduced now, and he will not have a good life at that time.
Now only Bai Song knows that there is another Holy Envoy from the Northern Territory, which does not have much influence on Wong Tai Sin, but if more people know about it, this is definitely not something Wong Tai Sin wants to see.
Bai Song smiled and said nothing more.
An old fox like Wong Tai Sin knew Bai Song's thoughts and asked with a smile: "If you have anything to do, little friend, just ask. If I can do it, I will never refuse."
Bai Song smiled and nodded: "The Great Immortal is indeed a sensible person. Do you remember that before entering the villa today, a person was arrested by the disciples of the villa?"
Huang Taixian thought carefully and seemed to remember something: "It was the one who shouted loudly at the door..."
"Exactly! I'm not familiar with this villa. I just joined and I don't dare to move around. Please pay more attention to it and help me find out where the man is being held."
After hearing this, Huang Taixian's expression immediately became serious: "Little friend, what are you doing?"
