Chapter 844 Father and son in heaven and earth, human ethics are consistent
Balian's whole body was immediately shaken, and sweat kept pouring out of his pores on his forehead. He turned around slowly with a pale face, facing the handsome man.
He came riding the mountain breeze, wearing a black and red mysterious robe exclusive to the Tianxi Sword Sect, floating in the mountain breeze. There was no jade hanging around his waist, but a light feather as a pendant.
His long black hair was meticulously tied up, and a black hair crown was placed on top of the bun, with the noble sword logo clearly visible on the crown.
He has a serious gaze and a serious smile, and wears a simple long sword at his waist.
One hand was pressed squarely and rigorously on the hilt of the sword, looking like two sharp blades that had been ready to strike for a long time, and his whole body exuded a majestic and majestic aura.
His body in the air slowly landed on the mountain road, and the blazing afternoon sunlight shone through the mottled green leaves on his black and red mysterious robe, making his whole body as majestic as if bathed in divine light.
Balian pursed his lips and said nervously, "I've met my father."
Although he called the man on the mountain path his father, the face of the man wearing a black and red mysterious robe was extremely young, and he looked no more than 24 or 25 years old.
The two don't look like a father and son, but more like brothers.
People who practice are those who break common sense. Bailiyu is the master of the Sword Sect.
Although he is nearly a thousand years old, he now has a terrifying cultivation level in the realm of transcending tribulations. He has already mastered his appearance, and his appearance is no different from that of an ordinary young man.
Bailiyu's eyes passed through Su Jing in front of him with a heavy gaze, and when they landed on his son's face, his sword eyebrows slowly condensed, and then he slowly approached step by step.
Yes, it is the approaching momentum that makes people feel incomparable pressure and suffocation.
Balian has been growing up under the pressure of this momentum since he was a child, but it is still difficult to get used to it, and he can only be in awe.
Su Jing felt the pressure coming from the person in front of him. It was not directed at him, but at Bailian behind him.
This couldn't help but make his eyes flash with a trace of blood.
He once told Balian that he would beat anyone who bullied him.
Su Jing felt the power of the tall and cold man in front of her.
So almost in an instant, his whole body was ignited with blazing black flames, and the black flames surged into the huge mouth of a ferocious beast and bit him down.
Su Guanhai's face was complicated. He knew that although Bailiyu was arrogant and arrogant, he was also a sensible person, so he did not stop him.
As for Su Jing's attack, hehe... He was only at the level of seeking Taoism. I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hurt Bailiyu even if he stood there without dodging.
Just when the black flame was about to fall, Bailiyu remained calm and continued to move forward.
However, his body suddenly began to become as misty as mist, and the black and red mist spread over Su Jing's body, ignoring his angry expression and offensive.
He passed through his body expressionlessly, and then the black and red mist solidified...
Bailiyu had already stood in front of Bailian. He lowered his eyes and looked coldly at his son who was saluting him. His lips were like a knife carving and he slowly undulated: "Stand up straight."
Balian did as he was told, but the clothes on his back were already soaked.
"Pop!" There was an extremely loud crisp sound.
Balian tilted his face, and five bright red fingerprints were clearly visible on his fair and tender cheeks, and the corners of his lips were even slowly bleeding.
Su Jing's eyes were filled with blood, and his move failed.
He turned around and picked up an old tree growing wild beside the mountain road, uprooting it directly, and the moist soil splashed up on the mountain road.
The ancient tree with lush branches and leaves instantly ignited into black flames, and in the black flames, there seemed to be the roar and roar of a ferocious beast.
Su Jing rounded up the ancient tree and threw it hard at Baili Yu.
Bailiyu finally turned his head and glanced at Su Jing, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
He pointed out with an expressionless expression, and a sword intention bloomed brightly between his fingers, and it had the potential to reach Ling Xiao.
Whether it was the black flames on the ancient tree or the mighty ancient tree in Su Jing's hand, they were instantly chopped into fragments of wood chips and dust, flying all over the ground, burying Su Jing like falling wood-yellow snow.
What's strange is that the sawdust was also attached with the residual power of the finger, which pressed against Su Jing's body so that he couldn't move even a little bit, and he could only let the blood and murderous intent in his eyes gradually spread.
Bailiyu didn't mean to hurt him and said calmly: "The rumors are indeed true, but I am not here to confirm the rumors today.
I am here today to teach my child a lesson, so I hope Brother Su will take good care of his child and don’t embarrass me.”
Su Guanhai laughed angrily: "A lesson? I would like to know what this kid did wrong to deserve your slap in the face."
Bailiyu's gaze was as sharp as a blade. He looked coldly at Bailian who slowly lowered his head. He lowered his eyes and said coldly: "You seem to have never put the father's words in your heart."
His eyes were disappointed and he said, "After all, you still picked up your mother's crooked ways."
Parian's heart stung, she raised her head suddenly, and finally looked directly into his sharp, piercing gaze, and said seriously and persistently: "Mother is not evil."
Bailiyu sneered: "Ghost way is an extraordinary way. Your mother suffered a lot because of the ghost way in her early years. Now you want to follow in her footsteps?"
You are the orthodox bloodline of my Tianxi Sword Sect. I have never seen you concentrate on practicing the orthodox swordsmanship, but you have to find another way! Have you forgotten how you promised to be a father?!"
Balian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice: "Back then, my son promised his father that he would no longer use all the power he learned from his mother to defeat the enemy. He would practice swordsmanship assiduously, carry forward our Tianxi Sword Sect, and become famous and enlightened.
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"Now look at your ghostly appearance! You are so ghostly, but you still have half of my demeanor as a disciple of the Tianxi Sword Sect!" Bailiyu finally couldn't suppress the anger in his cold eyes.
Su Guanhai finally couldn't drive any further and moved in front of Baili'an to protect him.
He held his head high, reached out and patted Bailiyu's shoulder calmly, ignoring the coldness coming from his body, and said with a smile:
"Brother Baili, why are you angry? You don't know something. This child did not intentionally trigger the power of ghosts. It's just that this child has a warm heart. When he saw evil spirits in the town, he took action to rescue the townspeople.
Later, he was transported to Tianze Mountain and killed the people of the Demon Sect in Kaiyuan Realm in times of crisis.
Although he uses extraordinary methods, who in this world would regard Empress Zhongyou as an evil heretic? Brother Baili, this is your obstacle."
Bailiyu lowered his head and glanced at the hand on his shoulder, then raised his hand and waved it down indifferently.
His eyes were as cold as a well, and he looked at Bai Lian and said calmly: "Within only a few days away from home, you have broken through to the second level of seeking the Tao. This fact really makes my father very happy.
But you shouldn’t touch that taboo, and even refine the evil elixirs like Bai Ming Dan and others, until your own life becomes like child’s play! You have disappointed my father very much!”
Balian moved his lips and said with difficulty: "Father, if it weren't for the Baiming Pill, my son would have died in the hands of the Demon Sect..."
"I would rather you die in his hands than see you continue to make such mistakes!" Bailiyu said decisively.
This is really too much!
Balian suddenly raised his head and looked at his father in disbelief, unable to believe that these words came from his mouth.
The gentle smile on Su Guanhai's face finally quickly faded and disappeared.
He stared at Bailiyu with a heavy gaze, and the slight rise and fall of his chest proved that Su Guanhai, who never got angry easily, was now... starting to get angry.
Bailiyu glanced at Su Guanhai, raised his head and said, "Brother Su called me here today, and he must not only want me to come and visit An'er.
Brother Su thought in his heart, I will consider it myself, but now, he is my son, and it is a household matter for me to teach my son.
I hope Brother Su won't meddle too much, otherwise a good thing will turn into a bad thing, and the gain will outweigh the loss."
Heaven and earth, father and son.
Human relations, principles and principles.
At this moment, Su Guanhai was indeed just an outsider in front of the father and son.
If he is caught in the middle at this moment, he is meddling in others' own business.
It is difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs. With Su Guanhai's free and easy temperament, he naturally would not be so restrained. He would not care about him so much, and would only protect his favorite son-in-law.
But now, Bailiyu's tone contained a hint of threat, which made him subconsciously glance at Su Jing, who was unable to move under the weight of sawdust.
Marriage matters, parents' orders, matchmaker's words.
If Bailiyu hadn't nodded coaxingly like this, it would have been difficult to accomplish anything.
He cannot ignore his daughter's happiness.
In desperation, he sighed and stopped talking.
"Hand over the things and let the matter be forgotten." Bailiyu's eyes returned to Bailian, his tone was cold and ruthless, leaving no room for doubt.
Of course, Balian knew what his father meant by 'things'.
He lowered his head slowly, clenched his teeth slightly, tried to calm his voice and said, "Father... I'm sorry, I must obey."
Shou is the little guardian ghost left to him by his mother, and he is also his companion when he grows up.
He knew what would happen if he handed over his longevity to his father, the righteous and awe-inspiring leader of the Sword Sect.
My father will not be lenient to Shou just because he is his mother.
Even back then, when the relationship between mother and father was harmonious, mother would release the ghost generals she had raised into the Zhongyou Dynasty and never bring them into the Tianxi Sword Sect.
There is no room for any sand in his father's eyes, and this is even more true for Balian...
The affirmative answer without any hesitation or even thinking completely angered Bailiyu.
Even in Su Guanhai's eyes, Bailiyu's face looked as cold as a sculpture at this moment.
But Balian, who was familiar with his father, saw that his thick black eyelashes were slightly opened, revealing a pair of dark pupils underneath, and his murderous intent was already strong!
Balian smiled bitterly in his heart.
His biological father...actually had murderous intentions towards him.
boom!
All the sounds of wind, birds, animals and insects in the mountains were replaced by a loud noise in an instant.
Balian felt a thunderclap in his ears, causing his eardrums to swell and ache, and then he was met by Su Guanhai's disbelieving gaze.
His chest was collapsed by an invisible and powerful force almost instantly, and his bones cracked.
A mouthful of blood surged up from his throat, spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably, and the whole person flew backwards from the mountain path.
The old wounds have not healed, and new wounds have been added.
Bailiyu, on the other hand, was wearing a wide and elegant black and red sword robe that was swaying lightly in the mountain wind, and his left hand was still firmly on the hilt of his sword.
He turned sideways slightly and looked coldly at Balian, who flew backwards and turned into a small black shadow.
"Why are you so crazy?" Su Guanhai was so angry that even though he was good-tempered, he was so angry.
His only son is not to be held in the palm of his hand and doted on like a daughter, but no father treats his son so coldly and ruthlessly.
Bailian felt that his vision was dark, and there was the sound of howling headwind in his ears, as well as the sound of hunting in robes from far to near in front of the mountain road.
When his body fell heavily to the ground, the bones all over his body hurt as if they were misaligned, and even his fingers were twitching constantly, making it difficult to move even half a minute.
Bailiyu, on the other hand, swayed to the foot of the mountain road one step ahead of him, as if waiting for him to fall. He stood as straight as a sword, standing beside him coldly and looking down at him.
Su Guanhai didn't stop him. He sighed and opened his clothes and sat on the bluestone steps.
Looking at Su Jing's face that turned dark red, the scarlet color in his eyes suddenly became extremely angry, like a furious beast.
My heart felt happy and distressed at times.
"I'll give you one more chance to call out the things, and everything can be forgotten."
Bailiyu's voice was as light as the wind in the mountains, making it difficult to comprehend, but his cold eyes were as dangerous as ice.
Balian held the Suzaku Universe Bag in his sleeve tightly, his lips and teeth were scarlet and blood-stained.
He didn't speak, and shook his head with unusual determination in his eyes.
Bailiyu raised his chin slightly, his eyes shining brightly. He looked at Bailian who fell to the ground, slowly raised his feet, and the black boots soon fell between Bailian's arms.
Click!
While Balian stared hard at his cold eyes...
The sound of bones being dislocated and broken was heard.
He trampled his son's arm bone into pieces, and his cruel methods were as ruthless as he treated the remnants of the Demon Sect!
Balian almost gritted his teeth to prevent himself from letting out an unsatisfactory scream.
Seeing such a stubborn and uncompromising son, Bailiyu held back his patience that was about to disappear, a fire formed between his eyebrows, and said coldly:
"Clinging to evil things! Having evil thoughts! Raising imps will damage your roots! The evil things you think you can control well will one day destroy you!"
There were cold and painful sweat beads on Balian's forehead. He gritted his teeth and smiled softly, his smile stained with blood and sad.
He looked up at his father and said seriously: "My son only knows that my mother will leave her life to me and will not harm me.
Just like in the face of that demon sect's abandoned person, Shou never gave up on me. Even though he knew he would be beaten to pieces by the opponent, he never gave in even an inch.
Father, are ghosts necessarily evil? If so, why did you marry your mother in the first place? Is it just a political marriage to expand the Tianxi lineup and unite to resist the great cause of the Demon Sect?!"
"Presumptuous!" Bailiyu's calm face finally shattered, and there was a hint of ferocity in his handsome face due to the rising anger.