I have a passive skill Chapter 168 Cheng Xingchu, the Holy Emperor’s asset, the cool weather of late summer and autumn makes fish understand the warmth
Chapter 168 Cheng Xingchu, the Holy Emperor’s asset, the cool weather of late summer and autumn makes fish understand the warmth
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
Jiang Bianyan had already heard some of the meaning, but asked without leaving any trace.
If he hadn't asked for something else and had taken a fancy to Tiansang Ling Palace's rise in recent decades, he might not have come in person.
A letter asking for help, no matter how beautifully written it is, is good enough to have an elder present.
Isn't it enough to come to hold the battle in person?
Ye Xiaotian narrowed his eyes, he was really angry!
Holy slave!
This is the "Holy Slave"!
Is the Holy Temple crazy? Is this an organization that can be treated as a child's play?
It was already stated in the request for help that he might be the leader of the "Holy Slaves", and there might even be more than one person coming this time.
These guys are not stupid. It is impossible for them to not think that they will set a trap for them in advance, and they will definitely be prepared.
but……
Just a branch hall master came? And he brought two little kids?
Are you good enough to give someone a tooth ceremony? Do you think you are playing house? This is!
Ye Xiaotian clenched his fists. Originally, this was a good opportunity to catch everyone in one fell swoop. It was something that the Holy Temple had been longing for for a long time, otherwise the letter of help would not have been given to just them.
But now...
His heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and he suddenly remembered Sang Lao's words, the Holy Temple's free-range policy for "holy slaves"?
Is it possible that what Old Man Sang said is true?
This period of wordless silence showed that everyone could tell that Ye Xiaotian's mood was not right, not to mention that the white-haired Taoist boy hardly tried to hide it.
The young man behind him was so angry that he had never seen anyone who dared to treat the Holy Temple like this, even if the white-haired Taoist boy in front of him was the master of the Spiritual Palace.
"Palace Master Ye, what do you mean, do you think the people sent by our Holy Temple are not enough?" There was a bit of coldness in his voice.
Jiang Bianyan's heart skipped a beat.
This kid is so spoiled in the Holy Temple that he dares to speak like this?
The guy in front of you is not an ordinary throne. Even if it is an ordinary throne, how can such a truly powerful person who has touched the great road be something that you, a mere innate, can refute?
However, as soon as the young man's words came out, it was already overturned.
When Jiang Bian Yan was about to speak, Ye Xiaotian raised his hand to stop him and looked at the young man with interest.
"May I have your name?"
The terrifying pressure came over, and the young man's body trembled violently, almost falling from the clouds, and cold sweat broke out.
But he steadied himself and realized that this might be a test for his seniors. After all, he had experienced a lot of small scenes like this in the Holy Temple!
"Cheng Xingchu!" The young man's eyes showed determination.
"Cheng Xingchu..."
Ye Xiaotian tilted his head to chew on these words, then looked at the young man again, his eyes narrowed.
boom!
The void shattered and the clouds dispersed.
Cheng Xingchu's body went limp, he completely lost all mobility, and fell from the sky like a dead dog.
"ah--"
The frightened cry echoed for nine days, and the sound stopped the moving clouds.
"No!" Jiang Bianyan was shocked and immediately took action. However, when he reached out his hand, he realized that he was already a hundred feet away.
The power of space...
His pupils shrank and he realized something.
This is almost an invincible attribute at the same level, not to mention that Ye Xiaotian has already had a record of killing enemies across levels.
The white-haired Taoist boy in front of him is not an empty throne, but a real reputation!
Cheng Xingchu felt as if there was a black hole sucking him underneath, and he couldn't control his body shape at all.
Lower your head.
There really is a black hole...
"Fuck!"
This damn thing is a test from seniors? It’s life-threatening!
"You're crazy! Do you dare to kill me? Do you know who I am?" Cheng Xingchu shouted in panic, but he desperately found that his body still showed no sign of stopping.
Chi!
Darkness swallowed everything in sight...
died?
Cheng Xingchu's eyelids trembled, then he lifted them slightly.
The light hits again, the sky is still dim, but there is a beauty of life.
The focus of his pupils was restored, and there were still river geese in front of him, and a woman with an indifferent expression next to him. Ye Xiaotian, who seemed to be about to kill someone, was still staring at him.
"..."
Dream?
Cheng Xingchu wished this was a dream at this moment, but the jeers below reminded him all the time that his image was gone...
"Hahaha, look, pee, did you pee?"
"Don't be like this. The visitor is a guest. This is innate after all... Hahahaha, no, I can't stand it anymore. Is this innate?"
"Which young master is this? Has he been weaned? He is so cruel to me!"
"Hey, you dare to kill me? Do you know who I am!"
"..."
Cheng Xingchu lowered his head and saw light water stains on his pants. He vowed that if he had a knife in his hand now, he would rush down and kill those ants!
Lingyuan evaporated the water traces without leaving any trace, and he took a deep breath, "I..."
"When adults are talking, children should not interrupt." Ye Xiaotian said calmly.
Seeing the eyes that seemed to be hiding black holes condensed again, Cheng Xingchu almost fainted on the spot. He felt that he might have nightmares in the future.
Damn Tiansang Ling Palace, wait for me!
When I become stronger, today's shame...
"Shame on you!"
A cold female voice sounded in his ears. Cheng Xingchu's mouth twitched, his Adam's apple rolled, and he found that he was still speechless after all.
Ye Xiaotian looked at this young woman.
The veil covers his face, his starry eyes are strange, and his cultivation level is... ordinary.
He smiled at the geese on the riverside and said: "The disciples of the Holy Temple are indeed extraordinary. They are still loud and seductive when facing danger, and remain calm after encountering major events. Such disciples are really rare."
"I think this Cheng Xingchu has the potential to become a Saint Emperor, and Palace Master Jiang will have to focus on training him."
Jiangbian Yan's mouth twitched.
Ye Xiaotian stretched out his hand and whispered one word:
"please!"
The fingertips are pointing inwards, but the words behind the words mean to exclude guests. How could the geese on the riverside not hear it?
He also had unbearable anger in his heart.
This Ye Xiaotian is too disrespectful. Could it be that with his status as the master of the branch hall of the Holy Temple, he can't make excuses?
Scaring Cheng Xingchu to the point of peeing in front of everyone, isn't this the same as humiliating him as a river goose? After all, he was the one he brought out!
He really wanted to turn around and leave, what a bullshit letter for help, just go and help yourself!
But when he thought that his big things had not been completed yet, Jiang Bianyan was troubled again...
"please!"
There was a warm spring breeze on the surface, and the geese on the riverside followed the direction of Ye Xiaotian's finger and strode in from the void.
Ye Xiaotian was stunned. Didn't he do enough? Or was this guy really that good at what he said?
please?
"Then let's go together..." He glanced at the boys and girls behind him lightly, swayed, and went to the front to lead the way.
Cheng Xingchu looked confused. This person was already seeing off guests like this, so why did he go in?
Is the palace master out of his mind?
The woman on one side had already flown away. Cheng Xingchu looked at the noisy crowd below and felt nauseated.
He didn't want to stay in this damn place for a moment.
"Miss Zhiwen, wait for me!"
…
Silence returned to the outer courtyard, and the arrival of the three white-clothed visitors brought more conversation topics after dinner and strengthened the strong minds of these little guys who had just entered the Spiritual Palace.
Only the old fritters who had stayed in the Spiritual Palace for a long time and had some experience looked at the sky in a daze.
"Holy Temple?"
"Why did these guys come to the Spiritual Palace? Is something big going to happen..."
…
Tuk Tuk!
The broken willows on the banks of E Lake have grown lush again, and a young man in linen clothes walked out from the shadows. He was leaning on a cane and his eyes were closed, as if he was a blind man.
With his head slightly lowered, the fat goose in the lake flapped its wings, opened its mouth and took a dip into the water.
However, the fish flew around and escaped this fatal blow.
The blind young man stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch the water, but he only touched the white jade railing... If he wanted to catch the water, he would probably have to fall into the lake.
The last ray of sunset in the sky was swallowed up, and the evening breeze blew.
"The coolness of autumn at the end of summer...the fish knows the temperature..."
"Are you here too..."
"Yo!" A woman in unrestrained clothes walked up not far away and put her hand on the blind young man's shoulder.
"Are you born in the same period as well? Why don't I seem to have seen you before?"
The blind young man looked sideways, seeming to be looking at the hand on his shoulder.
Turning his head again, a face full of ugly scars appeared in front of the woman he was chatting with.
Boom!
The woman was so frightened that she fell to the ground, her eyes full of terror.