Xu Xiaoshou followed the three bosses of Shengnu out of the space rift, and was almost frightened by the sudden number.
“782?”
At the same time, more than 700 people were watching me?
Xu Xiaoshou felt that he had not seen such an amount of "attention" for a long time.
In the past, the only things that could reach such numbers were group competitions or the huge crowds on the eve of the opening of the Eight Palaces.
but now……
"Perception" tried its best to scan, and Xu Xiaoshou could instantly judge that there were only sixty or seventy people in white clothes surrounding them.
So, where are the remaining 700 or so pairs of eyes hidden?
For a moment, Xu Xiaoshou felt numb.
“Hey, the formation is good!”
Cenjov jumped out of the crack in space, stood in the void, took out the small ax on his waist, and loosened his belt.
The rain in the sky straightened up with his body, as if it was completely supported.
The aura of his whole body was rising steadily, and the aura of his slashing path also began to transform step by step, climbing up to that terrifying state little by little.
“It’s really Taixu…”
Gou Wuyue murmured silently, her eyes moved away from the unconscious masked man on Cenqiaofu's back, and then fell on the young man behind them.
Hong Kong face, beard, long hair...
How do you see it, he doesn’t look like the person in the first-hand information sent by Yu Lingdi.
And the words that Vigil had just said echoed in my ears again.
“Well, Xu Xiaoshou, if nine out of ten sentences are half true, then that’s enough. It’s best not to listen to the remaining half!”
Gou Wuyue laughed.
Sure enough, who has the deepest understanding of Xu Xiaoshou must be Shou Ye, who has personally dealt with him several times.
“Saint slave?” Gou Wuyue looked away and asked loudly.
“Holy slave!” Cenchofu nodded and said in a deep voice.
The voice of the famous sword Nulan suddenly trembled, as if a new chapter in the battle was about to begin.
Gou Wuyue clenched her fist tightly without lowering her head, but she could already feel the resentment of the famous sword.
It seems that there is still a dispute between this sword and the visitor!
The four swords in Xu Xiaoshou's hand also shook violently.
The sonorous sound instantly calmed down the oncoming awe-inspiring sword intent, and the void became pure again.
“The patter of rain…”
The rain falls again.
The silent confrontation seemed to have started from the first time the two sides met.
…
“Where is Xu Xiaoshou?”
On the other side, the housewarming eyes looked eagerly at the three people and a comatose corpse that jumped out of the crack... The first seat of the Holy Slave?
He did not pay too much attention, but looked behind them.
But after the four holy slaves appeared, the space cracks behind them began to be repaired.
This also means that the White Cave Incident is completely over.
Everything has turned upside down!
“But...where is Xu Xiaoshou?”
I can’t believe it when I move to a new house.
If this is the result, then Gou Wuyue cannot be found in the space where he is confined, and he cannot come out of the white cave...
Xu Xiaoshou, where can I go?
he died?
“That young man...”
Ye Xiaotian stared at the young man with Chinese characters and a beard, his eyelids drooped, and he seemed to be lost in thought.
"retreat."
After a while, with a move of his hand, he took a few people beside him and dodged to the far rear, away from the battlefield.
“Ye Xiaotian!”
I immediately became anxious when I moved to a new house, "Xiao Shou is still here..."
“Be calm and don’t be impatient.”
Ye Xiaotian stretched out his hand to stop the housewarming talk and said: "You guys go back first, I'll go and come back."
"wait……"
Qiqianzhi's eyes widened and he immediately wanted to stop him, but the white-haired Taoist boy disappeared in the blink of an eye.
When he reappeared, he was already in the middle of the confrontation between Bai Yi and the Holy Slave.
"Gou Wuyue, before you start the war, you said that as long as I see the person I want to see, I can take him away directly." Ye Xiaotian first turned to look at Gou Wuyue and said.
Gou Wuyue stretched out her hand generously, as if she didn't care at all what the Lord of the Spiritual Palace would do next.
He was actually also very curious. The person from Tiansang Ling Palace that Ye Xiaotian wanted to take away would be the storyteller, Cen Qiaofu, the leader of the Holy Slave?
Or, that Wen Ming who doesn’t look like Xu Xiaoshou?
“Thank you.”
Ye Xiaotian nodded, then turned his attention to the young man with a Chinese character and a beard, and said calmly:
"I am the dean of the inner courtyard of Tiansang Ling Palace. I am here only to pick up the experienced disciples who have returned to the White Cave. All disciples of the inner courtyard of Tiansang Ling Palace can leave with me at this moment."
His eyes were intense, he paused, and then added: "Nod, that's all."
After these words were finalized, everyone in the room could not help but focus on the young man.
“Invited, passive value, +1.”
“Be worried, passive value, +4.”
“Being watched, passive value, +782.”
Your Excellency, Mr. Dean...
Xu Xiaoshou felt warm in his heart.
With just such a sentence, he could be sure that the dean was definitely not subdued by Bai Yi, nor was he using those little tricks to verify his identity.
Xu Xiaoshou never thought that after the thrilling battle in the White Cave.
Outside, there are still people waiting for me.
“It turns out that I am not fighting alone...”
But, it’s too late!
Xu Xiaoshou grinned.
He has understood that his journey to this point has been destined since he was in the midfield of the "Struggle for Hegemony" in the outer courtyard and from the moment he met Mr. Sang.
Mr. Dean, you are indeed a typical example of a man with a sharp mouth and a soft heart.
But your appearance was more than one step late!
If Old Man Sang was not a holy slave, if he had not fed the seeds so early in advance, if...
“Ahem.”
Xu Xiaoshou coughed slightly, interrupting his random thoughts.
His face turned calm again, and he said calmly: "There are more seniors, but I, Tan Ji, am not a disciple of the inner courtyard of Tiansang Ling Palace. Perhaps you have recognized the wrong person."
Tan Ji?
Ye Xiaotian's heart tightened, this familiar tone...
He was immediately convinced that this person was definitely Xu Xiaoshou!
Fang wanted to continue speaking, but he suddenly remembered something.
“Disciples of the inner court?”
Yes!
I just subconsciously thought that the people who came to participate in the White Cave experience this time were all disciples of the inner courtyard.
But Xu Xiaoshou does not seem to have become an inner court disciple.
In name, he is only the senior brother of the outer courtyard.
Even though he has secretly become the vice-chancellor's personal successor, he has no status and has never enjoyed the treatment of a disciple in the inner courtyard.
Together with the quota to enter the White Cave, he fought for it himself.
“He is holding a grudge?”
This idea suddenly flashed through Ye Xiaotian's mind, and he immediately overturned it.
Xu Xiaoshou is not such a stingy person!
He spoke again seriously: "Everyone in the inner and outer courtyards will regard him as his own. As long as you are from Tiansang Ling Palace, you only need to nod at this moment..."
After speaking for a moment, he glanced back at the storyteller and Cen Qiaofu who were watching on the side, and Ye Xiaotian said loudly: "No matter who comes, as the dean of the inner courtyard of Tiansang Ling Palace, I will take you away!"
Can the outer courtyard also be used... Xu Xiaoshou found it a little funny.
He was indeed still remembering the hatred of that day when he won the first prize in the "Wind and Cloud Battle" but could not enter the inner courtyard.
But right now, there’s not much we can care about.
It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I can’t!
Shaking his head indifferently, Xu Xiaoshou did not respond.
He will not go back with the dean.
Because of that, maybe Bai Yi’s target will be completely transferred to Tiansang Ling Palace.
Sang Lao is so secretive, isn’t he just trying to avoid bringing disaster to Tiansang Ling Palace?
Xu Xiaoshou believed that he was not that great.
But he is not a Sang person either.
Just because your master has fed you the seeds, you will not have to use the same techniques to train your disciples.
Similarly, comparing one’s heart to one’s heart.
He, Xu Xiaoshou, would not want to inflict the same fear and fear on the entire Tiansang Ling Palace that he had fallen into an inexplicable situation for no apparent reason.
After all, there is still one of my first memories after coming to this world.
In addition to the damned Wen Ming and Zhang Xinxiong who are also dead, it also has Elder Qiao, Judge Xiao, and Judge Zhao who are waiting eagerly in the distance...
There are Zhou Tiancan, Su Qianqian, Mu Zixi...
There was the Lingzang Pavilion that was almost burned down, and the Tianxuan Sect that was almost collapsed...
very many!
Recalling this, Xu Xiaoshou now wanted to return to his spiritual site to continue studying the art of alchemy, and then find a time to take off the alchemist badge that was not in line with his own strength, and then take the test for the spiritual formation master badge.
To fulfill your collecting habit.
but……
"goodbye."
murmured softly in his heart, Xu Xiaoshou shook his head lightly, and took a small step back.
At this step, he announced his decision.
.
Ye Xiaotian clenched his fists.
There seemed to be cracks in the void.
Between the sky and the earth, there were no more raindrops and no human figures. Only the white-haired Taoist boy and the young man with the Chinese character face were left.
“Xu Xiaoshou!” Ye Xiaotian shouted angrily.
“Being called, passive value, +1.”
Xu Xiaoshou was startled, and instantly realized that this was the dean's throne realm.
It’s just...won’t they find out?
After scanning for a week, the rest of the people waiting seemed to be really missing?
Mr. Dean, are you so strong?
“I have something I want to say to you.”
Ye Xiaotian paused and said in a deep voice: "Alone."
Xu Xiaoshou’s nose felt sore for no apparent reason.
In such a lonely environment, facing such an elder from the past, the thrilling memories of the White Cave came to him one after another, and he almost shouted "Me too".
But Xu Xiaoshou pursed his lips and did not say anything.
"I……"
Ye Xiaotian also had thousands of words to say, but his lips and teeth suddenly closed.
Then he spoke again:
“Sang Lao...”
He paused, frowned, and changed a word:
“Ajie…”
Stopped.
The two of them looked at each other without saying anything, and they were both in silence.
There is no wind in the void, and even time has stopped.
It seems that at this moment, every big and small thing can be singled out and talked about.
Xu Xiaoshou is like this, and Ye Xiaotian is like this too.
He only felt the worries in his heart, and tried desperately to get them all out of his mouth in such a short period of time, and then into the ears of the young man in front of him, so that he could listen and feel at ease.
But every subject of every sentence is so out of place and out of place at this time.
Ye Xiaotian seemed to have lost the ability to speak. He struggled for a long time and could not utter a complete sentence.
He could see Xu Xiaoshou's eyes that remained unchanged despite his change of appearance.
Those eyes cannot deceive people.
With only such experience, the young man cannot deceive this white-haired Taoist boy who has been traveling in the world for most of his life.
Who can’t see that this guy, like Old Man Sang, plans to fight everything alone in order not to bring disaster to Tiansang Ling Palace?
Who is so stupid?!
Ye Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief and held up his eyelids. No matter how dry his eyeballs were, he didn't dare to blink.
He floated slightly higher and put his hand on Xu Xiaoshou's shoulder.
"Thanks for your hard work."
One sentence, three words.
Ye Xiaotian calmed down all his emotions, "And...survive!"
ha.
Clap it with one palm.
The scene in front of me suddenly faded away, the sound of patter of rain returned, and the tall and straight white clothes came into view again.
When Xu Xiaoshou came to his senses, Ye Xiaotian had disappeared.
He quickly looked towards the direction of the housewarming, and saw Elder Qiao who was secretly wiping away tears from his nose, and the four people from the Spiritual Palace who had completely disappeared after the dean flicked his sleeves and robes.
"Walk!"
With a loud shout, there is a third part of unwillingness and a third part of helplessness.
The mourning flowers and weeds were left all over the ground, swaying alone in the sound of wind and rain.
“There are obviously so many people standing here...”
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly felt that he could feel the temperature of the rain. It was a lonely cold!
…
“Your name is Tan Ji?”
Gou Wuyue didn't seem to care about the other people in Shengnu at all, and was concentrating on talking to Xu Xiaoshou by herself.
“Being asked, passive value, +1.”
“Being watched, passive value, +782.”
Xu Xiaoshou shook his body, shook off the rainwater that had soaked his clothes, and immediately regained his composure and calmed down his emotions.
Now is not the time to be sentimental.
A wave of war is waiting right in front of you!
If you are not careful, the fish in the pond will suffer disaster...
He woke up and asked: "Is the name that important?"
“Yes.” Gou Wuyue said with a smile.
“Well, I can solemnly tell you that my name is not Tan Ji!”
"oh?"
"Tan Ji, it's just my name..."
Xu Xiaoshou nodded solemnly: "My surname is Xiaoshi."
“Xiao Shi, Tan Ji?”
Gou Wuyue was stunned.
“Under suspicion, passive value, +1.”
“Questioned, passive value, +782.”
“Being ridiculed, passive value, +345.”
“Be liked, passive value, +1.”
…
The storyteller covered his mouth and laughed, and said for a long time: "Xiao Shi Tanji, there is no need to tell them. No matter how much we say, will they let us go?"
“Being questioned, passive value, +1.”
“Yes.” Xu Xiaoshou nodded very seriously.
This time, not only the storyteller, but everyone in the audience was shocked by his confidence.
He is obviously so ordinary...
How dare you be so sure?
Perhaps, this is a fool?
“Under suspicion, passive value, +780.”
“Being defamed, passive value, +663.”
Xu Xiaoshou ignored the storyteller, but raised his eyes to stare at the middle-aged man in front of him who was dressed as a swordsman and had an extraordinary bearing.
Then, he bowed heavily.
After pondering for three full breaths, he stood up, took a big breath, and said seriously:
"Presumably, the senior is the legendary one who can kill the second saint slave and run away, chase the seventh saint slave across the two realms, and even cultivate a disciple with excellent temperament and amazing potential. He has also led white clothes to destroy countless people many times.
The evil force, the master of the Guanzhi Holy Temple, who strives to seize the ten titles and is the pinnacle of the Seven Swordsmen, Gou Wuyue, Gou...ah, Senior Wuyue?" Xu Xiaoshou?
Face full of respect.
Gou Wuyue: "..."
白衣: “…”
Storytelling, Cenjov:???
“Under suspicion, passive value, +780.”
“Being ridiculed, passive value, +423.”
“Being speculated, passive value, +644.”
What does he want to do?
At this moment, everyone twitched their mouths, and they all asked this question in unison.
Even the Moonless Sword Immortal, who has always been calm and calm, is a little uneasy at this moment.
He did not dare to fully accept it for a while.
This title was so important that he almost didn't hear the whole thing, and he had no idea what the young man in front of him wanted to do.
But the other party looked very respectful, so it would be a bit rude not to reply.
"what do you want to say?"
Gou Wuyue held down the famous sword that was about to move.
“This junior just wants to express his overwhelming admiration for Senior Wuyue...”
Looking at the other party's trembling hands, Xu Xiaoshou sped up his speech, skipping the 10,000-word flattery that followed, and came directly to the ending, "I am humble and respectful, I dare not speak without permission, and interfere in the affairs of my seniors."
Things."
"What's the meaning?"
Everyone was dumbfounded, and Gou Wuyue also frowned, puzzled.
Xu Xiaoshou smiled sarcastically, rubbed his hands, and after scanning the audience for a week, he said:
“In short, it’s a war between the big guys above the throne level. The younger generation may really not be able to intervene. Can you let me choose to watch?”
He shrank his neck and felt a little timid: "Which one of you wins, who will I follow? The one who walks obediently and never resists..."