Upon hearing the words Zheng Siyan, Bailian's eyes suddenly condensed, and the keen vigilance instinct in his heart began to act again.
I saw Meng Zifei leading the young master of the Jiuyuan Mountain Ghost Sect into the mansion with a look of surprise on his face.
Looking at Shang Hong and others, his eyes were extremely bright, and he hurriedly said: "Cousins, cousins, brothers Baili, let me introduce you to the young master of the Ghost Sect of Jiuyuan Mountain who I met by chance in the city."
Perhaps the name of the young master of the Ghost Sect was too loud, so the merchant brothers and sisters looked at Zheng Siyan with awe in their eyes.
"It turns out to be the master of the Young Master Zheng clan. I have admired his name for a long time, and I am Shang Hong (Shang Ying) of the Lihe clan."
If the reverence the Shang brothers and sisters looked at Su Jing was due to the strength of the Taixuan Sect behind her, then the respect they looked at the young master of the Ghost Sect was actually due to him himself.
In today's world, spiritual geniuses are like koi crossing the river, countless.
Among this group of geniuses, the most outstanding one, besides the little princess of Cangwu Palace, must be the young master of the Ghost Sect.
He was only twenty-five years old, but he already had the cultivation level of the ninth level of seeking Tao, and he was just a step away from the Kaiyuan level.
Although Shang Hong and his sister look young, in fact they are already in their thirties.
The two of them, brother and sister, are also people with excellent spiritual roots in the Lihe Sect. They have been practicing for nearly thirty years, but they have only reached the eighth level of Taoism.
Compared with this, it is an obvious difference.
Balian's eyes were meaningful: "An encounter? What a coincidence."
Zheng Siyan looked at Balian with a gloomy look and said nothing, but anyone with eyes could see the obvious hostility in his eyes.
Meng Zifei, who had an eager expression on his face, felt the electric sparks in the air, and his face suddenly stiffened slightly. Being diplomatic, he immediately calmed down the atmosphere and said:
"It's not just a chance encounter. Young Master Zheng has a warm heart. He knew something happened in our Meng family, so he took the initiative and enthusiastically revealed his identity, saying that he could help our Meng family."
Zheng Siyan, however, did not accept Meng Zifei's good intentions to ease the atmosphere at all. He looked at Bailian and said calmly:
"The evil spirits can be left to me to deal with. The two from the Lihe Sect are quite capable and can help me. As for this kid, I just hope he doesn't get in the way."
Bailian's eyes moved. If it were an ordinary young man, he would be so excited and excited. Even if he knew that he was no match for the opponent, he would still have a good fight with him.
It's a pity that Balian's impulsive and passionate spirit was strangled in his infancy long ago.
He didn't get angry, and even faced Zheng Siyan's malicious and provocative look, his heart was calm and he said calmly:
"That's fine. Since the young sect master is so powerful and so eager to help, I think the Meng family will be able to survive this disaster safely. I have little strength and can't help much by continuing to stay here, so let's just leave."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room except Su Jing was stunned. They had no idea that this young man could retreat so neatly.
Isn't this completely different from the style of young heroes they usually encounter in the world of martial arts?
They don't know what kind of living environment Balian grew up in. He has known a truth since he was a child, with great ability comes great responsibility.
You only have one life. If you overestimate your capabilities and take on responsibilities that you cannot shoulder, not only will you not be able to save others, but you will also waste your own life.
Because there was no one in the Meng family to help last night, and since Bailian and Meng Zi had not met each other before, there was no way they could just leave.
But now, the two disciples of the Lihe Sect and the young master of the Ghost Sect have come to help. He, who is only in the fourth level of seeking Taoism, has no reason to act as the big-headed ghost here anymore.
The world of cultivation is cruel. If there is a real crisis, the evil spirit will be extremely powerful, and he is the weakest among them. He doesn't think that anyone among the three will be distracted.
Come and protect him Ichigo.
At most, after the incident was over and he died tragically, the Meng family set up a memorial tablet and said a few words of emotion to end his life.
And Zheng Siyan must be in a very happy mood.
Although Balian is a kind person, he is by no means a foolish person who can be bullied.
Moreover... he was vaguely aware that the Meng family's involvement in evil arts was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
Zheng Siyan was stunned for a moment, and then said sarcastically:
"I thought you were someone, but it turns out you are just a weak and incompetent waste.
As a cultivator, if you encounter terrible evil spirits but run away without fighting, you are really wasting the spiritual root God gave you, and you are indeed a waste!"
Shang Hong nodded in agreement, and looked at Bailian with a look of contempt.
On the other hand, Shang Ying frowned slightly, looking like she didn't quite agree with Zheng Siyan's words.
How could she not see that this young man was only at the fourth level of Seeking Dao? This kind of wise and self-protective behavior was not a big mistake for most people.
Besides, didn’t you say in the beginning that you didn’t want others to interfere with your actions?
Why are you here to stir up trouble when people take the initiative to leave now?
Shang Ying has always been straightforward, even though she admires Zheng Siyan for his extraordinary strength and cultivation.
But his behavior of bullying the weak cannot be ignored.
She was about to defend Balian, but Balian spoke first.
His voice was unhurried and calm: "Young Clan Master's words are serious. It was clear just now that you didn't want me to hinder you. Now, shouldn't Young Clan Master be happy that I'm quitting on my own initiative? Why did I ask to leave here?
When you were here, you wanted to force me every word, and between the lines, you actually wanted me to stay. It’s really strange..."
The sparkle in Balian's eyes kept flickering, and the corner of his mouth showed something that was not a smile.
Now he is certain that the evil spirit of unknown origin must be related to this guy!
Coincidences do exist in the world, but most coincidences accumulate in a very short night, so they can no longer be called coincidences...
Zheng Siyan narrowed his cold eyes and his tone suddenly became serious: "What do you mean?"
Balian took a deep breath and looked at Meng Zifei with a slightly apologetic look.
He could not have imagined that the incident between himself and Zheng Siyan would involve the entire Meng family.
After looking away from Meng Zifei, Baili Jing quietly looked at the spirit-binding talisman on the stone pillar on the wall.
The bright red talisman lines on the talisman paper began to react faintly, and emitted a faint red light.
Balian said calmly: "If I am not wrong, the young master wants me to stay here, and after I put forward the request to leave here, the evil spirit will definitely be unable to restrain himself and take action again."
As if to verify the content of his words, the hundred spirit-binding talismans suddenly lit up in an instant.
Of course, in Meng's house, mortals like Meng Zifei cannot see the magical changes of the spirit-binding talisman.
But they could feel that in the early winter courtyard, the originally cold weather suddenly gained a terrifying sense of coldness.
"Giggle..." The head-numbing baby giggle resounded throughout Meng's house. The sound was not loud, but extremely clear, as if it was like another cold and pale baby's face, sticking to your ear.
Smirking weirdly.
Tingling all over!
"Ghost...Ghost!" The old housekeeper pointed to a place in the upper air of the courtyard, where he saw a pale-faced, fat baby rolling in the air amid the clouds.
The baby was obviously not a living creature. Its pale eyes had no pupils, and its pale, round head was actually twice as big as its body.
It looks extremely ugly, giving people an extremely evil and ferocious feeling.
While grinning, the corners of his mouth were split open to the back of his head. The unevenly sharp serrated teeth were shining like cold blades, and there were bloody beads hanging between the teeth. It was obvious that he had 'eated' crazily before arriving at the Meng Mansion.
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Bailian could tell that this infant ghost belonged to the same category as Shou, but Shou's hands had never been contaminated by human life, and it was all thanks to Bailian's blood and essence to sustain his spirit.
Although Shou is a ghost, he is by no means such an evil blood evil being.
With the help of the spirit-binding talisman, the spiritual jade on Meng Zifei's waist emitted a faint brilliance, so that he could clearly see the whole appearance of the ghost.
His teeth chattered and he pointed at the baby with trembling fingers, with a look of horror and resentment on his face: "It's it! It's this ghost that killed my cousin!"
Brother and sister Shang Hong and Shang Ying drew their weapons one after another and shouted loud rebuke.
Thousands of snow-like whisker threads stretched and grew at an astonishing speed, turning into a white net and stretching towards the ghost.
The sword on her waist unsheathed itself under the influence of her abundant spiritual power, and quickly shrank to the length of a finger. However, its edge was extremely powerful, and it pierced through the gaps between the nets.
The elder brother Shang Hong resisted the mad sword with his shoulder and did not rush to take action. Instead, he protected his sister by her side in case something unexpected happened.
The giggles in the net suddenly disappeared.
"Did you succeed?" Shang Hong frowned, but his expression showed no sign of relief.
He could tell at a glance that this kid was extremely difficult to deal with, and he didn't believe that he could defeat him in just one face-to-face encounter.
"No." Shang Yingsu shook the whisk lightly with her hand, her beautiful eyes solemn: "There is no feeling of hitting."
The small sword hummed back into its sheath and returned to its original shape.
Balian was watching the battle intently, when suddenly...
"Kekeke..."
The weird laughter came from far away, obviously coming towards him.
His scalp suddenly tightened violently, and without thinking, Balian subconsciously tightened his grip on the Suzaku Universe Bag around his waist.
Those extremely scarlet eyes were approaching him, the baby's mouth was wide open, and the uneven fangs shone with a strange light.
A mouth split into an extremely exaggerated size, and the huge head was almost divided into upper and lower halves by this mouth.
You can even clearly see the bloody flesh moving in the depths of the baby's throat.
Su Jing, who had been silent for a long time, his eyes flashed with black fire, and he punched out with a very quick reaction, the wind of the fist was filled with blazing black fire.
Su Jing was not afraid of the bite of the ghost at all, and the same was true of the ghost. It actually ignored her black flame punch and turned into a black mist as if it had no substance.
Then he appeared in front of Balian's eyes, opened his mouth and bit his head.
The ghost coffin is happy.
The sound of the baby's babbling sounds echoed loudly.
I saw a gloomy mist swirling around Balian's body. A fat kid wearing a blood-red bellyband jumped out of the Qiankun Bag. He rushed out without hesitation and bit the ferocious-looking kid to pieces.
When the kid saw Shou's appearance, he actually closed his mouth and returned to his original appearance. He was still giggling, but his expression was extremely vicious. His claws formed a hook and he tightly clasped Shou's fat little hand like a lotus root.
Shou is not a vegetarian. When he fought with the demon sect's abandoner, his soul was reshaped. After absorbing the purple blood in Bai Lian's body, his spiritual body was far more powerful than ordinary ghosts could compare to.
In addition, over the past two years, as Balian's cultivation has grown, the energy and blood he consumes every day has become more and more pure.
Even though the behavior of one hand was being accused at this moment, he still had the ability to fight back. A small fat claw was as sharp as a knife. Under the frantic clawing and tearing, the ghost's forehead had been scratched and pulled out with blood, but the blood oozing out
The snow is an extremely terrifying pitch black ink color.
The ghost was hurt by being scratched, and its giggles became impatient.
He simply dragged Shou's body, and the dark clouds and mist enveloped Shou's fat body like it was being swallowed up, and then he escaped.
Bailian's complexion changed drastically. He called Shou out just to let him fight for a while, and then find the deadly place of the ghost.
But I never thought that the ghost would be so weird and decisive that it just dragged Shou away.
His heart suddenly became so anxious that he couldn't care about anything else. He stepped on seven fire rings and hurriedly chased after him.
And Su Jing followed closely.
The Shang brothers and sisters saw Bailian's steps clearly, and their expressions changed slightly: "It's actually the Seven Embers Steps of Taixuan Sect!"
Shang Ying looked surprised: "Isn't he a disciple of the Zhongyou Dynasty? When did the relationship between Zhongyou and Taixuan become so good that even the spiritual arts in the sect were passed on to the Baili brothers?"
Zheng Siyan did not take action from beginning to end, and kept watching with cold eyes. When he saw Bai Lian chasing after Meng's house, his expression became even more sneer.
Shang Hong came down with a solemn expression and said solemnly: "This ghost is probably more powerful than Kaiyuan."
Meng Zifei's face had long been pale and colorless, and it took him a long time to react and said in shock: "Will Brother Baili be in danger, cousin, and Master Zheng, won't you give him a helping hand?"
Zheng Siyan sneered and had no intention of going to help.
Shang Hong glanced at Zheng Siyan, and seeing his attitude, his solemn face fell silent, without speaking or making any movement.
Shang Ying, on the other hand, frowned deeply and felt inexplicably disappointed when she saw her brother's reaction. She sighed and said, "Zifei, since you invited this person back, now he is in trouble because of the Meng family's affairs.
No matter what the circumstances, I will not stand idly by and watch. Since you don’t want to take action, brother, then I’ll go and help myself, little sister.”
Shang Hong suddenly raised his head, his piercing tiger eyes flickering, but in the end he lowered his head in shame.
His many years of monastic life have already assimilated him to the cruel and cold feelings of the monastic world.
He didn't have much fondness for the people of the Zhongyou Dynasty, but now it was impossible for him to work so hard to save them.