Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Eighth (Refreshed) Mr. Bai and the Mysterious Bird
In the underground palace hall, a small battle of ideas is taking place.
Is it worth it to trade a broken arm, a disfigured face, and a fall for an amazing feat of counter-killing Jin Dan?
The tall and thin old man meant more than anything else in his words. He believed that a seven-foot-tall man should be regarded as an outstanding man, and he would be a true Confucian man.
As for the woman in Confucian robes, even if it is a hundred golden elixirs or even the killing of a Nascent Soul monk, the price is an arm and a intact face of Tzuyu in her arms.
Then she wouldn't change it even if she died.
What are the achievements of leaping across the border to fight back, what are the virtues and virtues, what are the heroes and ghosts...
Not even one of her students' fingers is as important.
Men and women have different gender identities, and sometimes their concepts are so completely different.
And if there is a generation gap between relatives... it is often called a generation gap.
The unknown Mo Xia, whose whole body was composed of snow-white sword energy, withdrew his gaze and couldn't see clearly what his expression was at this time.
The snow-white Mo Xia gently held the thin sword on his waist with one hand and Zhao Rong's blood-stained scabbard with the other. He walked to the southeast corner and looked down at the bloody golden elixir at his feet.
The tall and thin old man and Zhu Yourong seemed to realize that there were outsiders present and it was not a suitable time to quarrel.
At this time, the light emitted by the jade pendant on Zhao Rong's waist became increasingly fainter, and the shadows of Zhu Yourong and the tall and thin old man became increasingly sparse and thin.
Zhu Yourong fed Zhao Rong another pill and patted his back gently.
After his breathing stabilized, she quickly tidied up and then helped Zhao Rong lie down on the wall of the dragon coffin.
She also placed some items such as sumeru objects and handkerchiefs in his hands to prevent him from waking up early before her Nascent Soul arrived.
After doing this, the woman in Confucian shirt stood up and looked down at the seriously injured man below.
Her Snow Eye Nascent Soul is still on the way and will be here soon.
The tall, thin old man who was about to leave said to Zhu Yourong, who was looking sideways at him: "Forgot?"
"You don't need to teach me."
Zhu Yourong didn't even look at the tall and thin old man. He turned around, saluted the snow-white Mo Xia who was looking at the golden elixir in the corner, and said seriously: "Thank you, Mr. Bai, for your help."
Snow-white Mo Xia held his sword and shook his head lightly, but said nothing.
The tall and thin old man nodded towards him, and immediately disappeared together with Zhu Yourong.
Just before disappearing, the tall and thin old man turned his head and glanced at the gray cigarette bag on the ground not far away, frowning.
There seems to be some recognition...
The two figures completely disappeared.
They never asked Xuebai Moxia who he was from Zhao Rong and why he appeared here with him...
In the main hall, apart from the unconscious Zhao Rong, only Snow White Mo Xia was left.
It stands quietly in a corner.
After looking at the golden elixir in the corner for a while, he turned around and walked around the hall carefully, especially the blood circle and the blood six-pointed star that Zhao Rong drew on the floor with his sword scabbard.
Snow White Mo Xia held the sword with one hand and the blood-stained scabbard with the other, making strange movements.
It was actually a re-travel of the route Zhao Rong took when he drew the two patterns.
If Zhao Rong was awake at this time, he would definitely be a little surprised, because Snow White Mo Xia almost restored his movements at that time.
What Zhao Rong didn't know was...
At this time, Snow White Mo Xia, who was crossing the steps, was also surprised by him.
Snow White Mo Xia has not seen Fuyao Killing Golden Pill before. However, these kind of people are all 'sons of destiny' who have great opportunities or seniors to protect their way. They are rich in treasures, heavy weapons, magical skills and secret skills. Crossing the border to compete against Golden Pill,
Naturally, there are many methods.
But what about Zhao Rong a few sticks of incense?
There was only a handful of Whale Song Amber with a distinctive smell, and even the sword was left in the back hall for the protection and 'face' of those poor concubines, leaving only an empty scabbard.
But he had to face an old monster in the Golden Core Realm alone in a secret room who would stop at nothing to seek revenge.
The danger and despair in it are beyond words.
Snow-white Mo Xia, who had almost watched Zhao Rong, Zhao Lingfei, and Zhao Qian'er grow up, lowered his head and carefully wiped the simple black bird pattern on the scabbard.
Then he bent down and gently placed the scabbard on the sleeping scholar's lap.
"It's true... there's something different."
A whisper sounded.
The glorious destiny black bird is indeed never short of sexy men.
Snow White Mo Xia turned around.
Now that we have found Zhao Rong, we have to prepare to bring the location back to this place and tell it to a reckless girl who is so anxious that she almost loses control of her sword.
Thinking of that apprentice, Snow White Mo Xia, who had always been calm, shook his head helplessly and walked back to the southeast corner.
This figure composed of snow-white sword energy lowered its eyes, seeming to glance at the golden elixir at its feet.
Didn't pick it up.
There are four sky marks on the golden elixir, and it is lying quietly on the ground without any abnormality.
Just like an ordinary stone bead that arouses children's curiosity, it can be picked up at any time.
But Snow White Mo Man did not bend down to pick it up:
Beneath the calm surface of this golden elixir.
There is a universe within.
It has been tampered with by "that person".
Just like the great demon Chiyu who caused the massacre of the Zhao clan in Zhishui Kingdom.
When it was caught by the great commander of Tianya Jiange and was about to be controlled and captured alive, the Yuanying suddenly lost control and exploded.
He was also manipulated by "that person".
The fourth-grade golden elixir of unknown origin is also the handiwork of "that person".
Once the golden elixir is controlled and contacted by some powerful being, its unique restriction will be triggered.
Not only will it be sensed by "that person", it will also initiate self-destruction.
Therefore, this "back door" is silent, deeply hidden, and not easily triggered. Even the disfigured old Confucian scholar himself was not aware of it before.
However, Snow White Mo Xia knew that this was actually specially prepared for them, the "old people of the Hou Mansion", and it was one of "that man's" old tricks.
It's just that "that person" probably never would have thought that Qin Jianfu would be killed in advance by Zhao Rong, a mere fuyao realm.
Moreover, without any strong outside interference, the golden elixir was dug out by Zhao Rong from the Dantian of the disfigured old Confucian scholar.
This "back door" cannot be used at all.
Snow White Mo Xia was silent for a moment.
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PS: This month is a bit short, the coding is a bit slow, and it is a bit short...but I will keep updating, but the length is difficult to guarantee. So, hold on tight, brothers.
By the way, there is one more thing in this chapter. Brothers, I will refresh it in half an hour.