After handing the green worm to Marquis Bai Yi, Granny Ghost left, but she still held the scale removed from the little white dragon in her hand.
Bai Yihou stretched out his palm and put the green worm to the little white dragon's mouth. The worm rolled its body and crawled into the little white dragon's belly.
A burst of sour water came out of Xiao Bailong's throat and he vomited it on the floor. He soon woke up and saw the Marquis in Bai standing in front of him.
"Father." Xiao Bailong's weak voice sounded, and then he told the story of Dao Shisan's fortune telling for him today.
After listening to the narration, the usually calm and calm Baiyi Hou slowly frowned. He was thinking about whether his son's condition was caused by the Taoist priest.
But in the end, he denied it. After all, this was something that even the ghost mother-in-law couldn't solve.
If a little Taoist priest could use this spell to kill others at will, Chang'an would have been in chaos long ago.
Therefore, Bai Yihou was more inclined to think that the little Taoist priest saw something, so he warned him that he might have violated some taboos by arresting the Taoist priests in Kongmingfang.
Although there are still some doubts, such as how the Taoist boy saw it and how he analyzed the cause and effect, Bai Yihou is not the Taoist priest, so he can't figure it out.
In the end, Bai Yihou turned all his doubts into a sigh, and after spitting it out, he no longer struggled. In any case, one thing is certain, as long as he releases the Taoist priests from Kongmingfang, the curse on Xiao Bailong will
It will be solved.
Whether it was a conspiracy or whether the little Taoist priest had good intentions, there was only one outcome: release him.
"Steward Chen, take my seal and let him go." Bai Yihou called the old steward in, and then threw out his seal.
The old housekeeper took the seal, looked back at Xiao Bailong on the bed, and said softly: "What should the young master do?"
Marquis Baiyi laughed, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, and said comfortingly: "When he is released, he will naturally be fine. I am lucky for you tonight. Tell the servants and worshipers outside that the young master's matter has been resolved. Everyone, please hurry up."
Take a rest."
The old housekeeper bowed to the Marquis in Bai, then stepped back, took the seal and went to release the man.
Bai Yihou stood outside the door with his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of Kongmingfang: "Whether it's God's will or man's, I lost this one, but in front of an academy, all this is harmless, nothing more than a matter of fact.
It’s just the difference between something easier to handle and something less easy to handle.”
"But since you want to do something, you have to be determined, and you can't imagine how terrifying an academy's determination is." Bai Yihou said slowly.
Outside Chang'an City, a bronze battleship came through the sky. On the battleship were men and women, all Confucian scholars. Some of them were about the same age as Chen Qingshan and had white deer on their sleeves.
This battleship is named Tai'a. It was the sword worn by a Confucian and Taoist immortal when he was in the Eight Realms. After that immortal ascended to heaven, Tai'a was changed into a battleship and was transferred to Bailu. Today's Tai'a can be regarded as
A semi-immortal artifact.
And because Tai'a was changed into a battleship, it is not included in the Hundred Military Records.
When the battleship Tai'a arrived, the second month moved. After all, this is Chang'an, and the battleship Tai'a is somewhat of a threat to the city of Chang'an.
The ghostly fire hangs in front of the bronze battleship, like a thick barrier, isolating the breath of Tai'a from the city of Chang'an.
The Lord of Si Tianjian sat upright on top of Youying, his own aura echoed that of Youying, and the white moonlight surged, raising his robes and beard.
"Comers, stop, this is Chang'an!" With a palm strike, the monks above Tai'a fell down one after another, and were later supported by the moonlight emitted by Youying, landing safely. Even the Seventh Realm Great Master did the same.
, Youying’s moonlight is both protection and restraint.
Only one person is still standing in the sky, and the battleship Tai'a is in his hands, turning into an ancient sword, facing Youying.
That was an old man in white clothes. Compared with the sugarcane-like appearance of the Lord of the Heavenly Prison, this old man was much more handsome. He had an immortal air and a golden pattern between his eyebrows. If he had a heavenly eye, this would be the White Deer.
The head of the academy.
The Lord of Si Tianjian smiled: "Tsk, tsk, the leader of Bailu Courtyard is halfway through the Eighth Realm. You don't think you can beat me with this Tai Ah. I told you that this is Chang'an, not your Yu."
Zhangzhou, even in Yuzhangzhou, you are just the second child, don’t forget that there is Mount Longhu pressing down on you."
"Brother Li is right, I was the one who was rude." The head of Bailu Court did not argue with the head of Si Tianjian, but agreed.
The Lord of Si Tianjian did not care about it, but glanced at the leader of White Deer Academy: "Okay, let's go in. Remember, battleships are not allowed in Chang'an City, so you can carry it first, Tai'a."
The Lord of Si Tianjian said, and Youying got out of the way.
"Understood."
Bailu Academy bowed first, and then led the Confucian students from Bailu Academy into Chang'an City.
"It's just a fight of will. If you have such a will, you might as well go to the border and kill people." The Lord of Si Tianjian looked at the group of people entering Chang'an City. Regarding the little idea of Bailu Academy wanting to take over Chang'an, he
Nature knows it.
And he doesn't like what Bai Lu is doing, but just because he doesn't like it doesn't mean he can stop it. As the gatekeeper of Chang'an City, his beating tonight is already his limit. The title of the Lord of Si Tianjian is both an honor and a glory.
It is also a restraint, which means that he cannot do whatever he wants.
After entering Chang'an, he ordered the Confucian cultivators of White Deer Academy to wait and rest where they were, and then the head of the White Deer Academy went straight to Kongmingfang.
At this time, there was no one in Kongmingfang. Tai'a, the chief minister of Bailuyuan, appeared on the main street and shouted loudly: "Get out!"
That was Uncle Qian's voice, and the sound wave lifted up a large piece of bluestone paved on the street, and smashed it towards the head of Bailu Courtyard.
But when the bluestone slabs approached the head of Bailu Academy, they melted and turned into stone chips.
"What a joke, I just used you as a sword sacrifice." The head of the White Deer Academy carried Tai'a and rushed into the building at the end of the main street.
There was a sound of fighting, and the building where Uncle Qian was standing collapsed and then shattered. This shattering spread to the entire Kongmingfang, like a smashed mirror, and cracks appeared on the objects reflected in it.
At the center of the crack is a black pig, full of fishy odor and almost rotten.
"This is not a place you can get involved in." Uncle Qian's voice sounded from the black pig's body.
"I really can't imagine that there is such a thing in Kongmingfang, whether human or ghost." The leader of Bailu Courtyard wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
In the battle with Uncle Qian just now, he did not get any benefits, and was even suppressed and beaten by Uncle Qian. The pig in front of him was obviously not in the eighth realm, but it was in a very strange state.
"I admit, I am not your opponent, but how long can you live? One day, or two days?" the head of the White Deer Academy mocked.
"I didn't want to kill anyone originally." Uncle Qian said, obviously angry.
The black pig disappeared on the spot, and when it reappeared, it was already beside the head of the White Deer. The head of the White Deer seemed to be sealed in the mirror. The black pig took one bite, and the mirror shattered, followed by the body of the head of the White Deer.
The broken flesh and blood turned into particles of light and reassembled into the body of Bailu Yuan leader. Without any words, Bailu Yuan leader escaped from Kongmingfang, leaving only some blood stains on the spot.
After doing all this, Black Pig was a little tired, fell to the main street, and slowly walked back to the building.
As the black pig moved around, everything on the street began to recover. Pieces of stone slabs were flying, forming a familiar main street behind the black pig. The black pig lay down, and the tall buildings below him rose up, and the entire Kongmingfang