Bai Xiaochun stared at Lu Tianlei, and suddenly heard Song Junwan mention himself, and immediately pricked his ears to listen.
Not only him, all the cultivators of the Blood Stream Sect are all silent at this moment. Looking at Song Junwan, the name Bai Xiaochun is so famous in the Blood Stream Sect that it is extremely loud, whether it is taking away Song Que’s heavenly energy or falling. The crazy killing of Sword Abyss made this name enough to make everyone value it.
"Unfortunately, Elder Song came, Junior Brother Bai is in retreat." Xu Meixiang said regretfully.
"I have long heard that Bai Xiaochun is mysterious and unpredictable. It's a pity that I can't see it this time." Song Junwan smiled, shook his head and sighed. With such a beautiful face, with the expression of this sigh, she made her whole body spread out. Amazing charm, even if Xu Meixiang's face is good, but such a comparison, they are all overshadowed.
Everyone in the Blood Stream Sect remembered Song Junwan’s terrifyingness, so they resisted and hurriedly bowed their heads, but the people in the Lingxi Sect were obviously unprepared. Many monks looked at them and immediately looked a little tranced, and Lu Tianlei showed a strange light in his eyes. .
"Elder Song Meigu was born, the disciples of Xuexi Zongzhongfeng must have no intention of practicing." Xu Meixiang's eyes flashed sharply, and the voice spread all around, making everyone awake and suddenly shocked.
Bai Xiaochun sighed, feeling proud. He wanted to take off his mask at this moment and tell Song Junwan, evildoer, put away your moves, your grandpa Bai is here.
After he swept his eyes sober again, there was still Lv Tianlei in despair, contempt in his heart. If he hadn't been wise, he had changed Song Junwan's clothes. Otherwise, if Song Junwan was wearing the previous clothes, Lu Tianlei would have to spray. Blood.
When Bai Xiaochun sighed with emotion, Song Junwan smiled. If he didn't notice the sarcasm in Xu Meixiang's words, he looked at the south bank of Lingxi Sect and suggested.
"I heard that Bai Xiaochun was born in Xiangyun Mountain. Since this is the case, I wonder if Zhang Zuo Xu can take us to Xiangyun Mountain to take a look?"
Xu Meixiang didn't refuse this time. Her task this time was to visit the Lingxi Sect for people with the Blood Stream Sect. At this moment, she nodded her head and walked towards Xiangyun Mountain.
As soon as he approached Xiangyun Mountain, a long rainbow flew out, clasping his fists to everyone. The person who flew was a woman, wearing a long skirt with aqua blue, her face beautiful, like a fairy, it was... Zhou Xinqi.
Many people in the Blood Stream Sect immediately recognized her appearance, and all of them looked solemnly paying attention.
"Visit Palmer Xu." Zhou Xinqi said calmly, looking across the people of the Blood Brook Sect.
"Xin Qi, this is Song Junwan, the elder of the middle peak of the Blood Stream Sect, this Xiangyun Mountain, you come to bring an introduction." When Xu Meixiang smiled, Zhou Xinqi nodded, and led everyone to Xiangyun Mountain.
Starting from the foot of the mountain, the route that the sect had taken was fixed long ago, and all the blood stream sect could see all the way was deliberately let them see by the spirit stream sect.
Even the disciples around him are like this.
Bai Xiaochun was in the crowd, looking at the grasses and trees of Xiangyun Mountain, and Zhou Xinqi's back, sighing inwardly.
"My Bai Xiaochun's fame is too big, everyone knows that Song Junwan travelled all the way to look at me, alas, I will keep a low profile in the future, the fame is too big, it's very annoying."
When he was feeling emotional here, Song Junwan, who was halfway through the visit, frowned slightly, and said with a smile.
"Zhangzuo Xu, Fellow Daoist Zhou, that day, Bai Xiaochun, who was born in Xiangyun Mountain, would take us to see the cave where Bai Xiaochun once lived?"
As soon as she spoke, Zhou Xinqi frowned and looked at Xu Meixiang. Xu Meixiang's eyes flashed slightly, she also laughed, and looked at Song Junwan's eyes.
"I heard that there is a person in the middle peak of the Blood Stream Zong who is called a god fortuneteller, who is good at patching the sky. He is very good among his peers. This fellow Taoist must be like that. Why don't you come to do the calculations yourself, my brother Bai’s The cave mansion is located." Xu Meixiang said, and glanced at the god operator.
The divine fortune teller looked cold and indifferent, but he didn't say a word, but he was proud.
Song Junwan narrowed her eyes, and after thinking about it, she looked at the fortune teller and nodded.
The fortune teller gave a dry cough, and secretly said that this time his own opportunity has come, and he must seize this opportunity to let everyone see his own ability.
"Although I'm not good at fighting, but in the blood stream sect, among my peers, I say first, no one dares to say second!" The fortune-teller glanced contemptuously at Bai Xiaochun before taking a few steps. , Under the eyes of the surrounding Lingxi Sect and Blood Stream Sect, the right hand was raised and immediately pinched the Jue.
At the same time, his eyes are more inferential, and there are words in his mouth. As the Yin Jue gets faster and faster, there seems to be a picture flashing in his eyes, but there is always a layer of mist blocking him, making him look away. Clear.
"Sure enough, there is a formation!" The fortune teller sneered. He was ready when he shot. At this moment, he slapped the storage bag, and immediately there was an extra gray bone fragment in his hand that contained the strength of the years. Deduced.
Bursts of gray air rose from the bone fragments, and was instantly absorbed by the fortune teller. Xu Meixiang and others on the side looked solemnly.
But gradually, the fortune-teller turned pale, cold sweat ran down his forehead, and soon his eyes widened. He realized that the means he had prepared were actually useless, even if it was a piece of fortune-telling from the ancient times, it was unexpected. They couldn't break this formation, the formation in this entire Lingxi Sect was extremely terrifying, causing interference and preventing all deductions and calculations.
If you continue to count, you will definitely go back, and even instantly consume all your mind and die directly. He dared not continue to count, and when he was about to give up, suddenly his eyes flashed, and he glanced at Bai Xiaochun who was not far away to see the lively.
With the ups and downs of murderous intent in his heart, the fortune teller stepped back and bowed to Song Junwan with his fists.
"Senior Brother Night Burial once said on the road, knowing the starry sky from above, knowing Huangquan from below, waving his sleeves, all in my heart, here is the cave house of Bai Xiaochun in Xiangyun Mountain. Forget it, I must be able to figure it out easily with the method of night burial junior brother's deduction."
"Isn't it, Junior Brother Night Burial." The god fortune tells Bai Xiaochun coldly.
Bai Xiaochun was dumbfounded. He was watching the excitement just now. He didn't expect this shameless god fortune teller, he couldn't figure it out, and he actually pulled himself in, and it was obvious that the god fortune teller was pale and sweaty. It can be seen that this deduction is not only difficult, but also more difficult. dangerous.
Xu Meixiang and the others moved slightly, looking at Bai Xiaochun together, Zhou Xinqi also glanced coldly, and as the eyes of the people in Lingxi Sect gathered, everyone in the Blood Stream Sect also looked at them one after another.
Song Junwan frowned, and when he was about to speak, the fortune teller sneered and spoke again.
"Senior Brother Night Burial, you can talk about it on the way, and know everything about thousands of miles, why? Now I dare not forget it? Could it be that what you said to me are all bragging? If you can calculate it, my god fortune teller will bow down. From then on, I will be buried at night to you, and become a minister!" As soon as the fortune teller's words came out, there was silence all around.
Lingxi Zong happily went to see the disagreement between the blood stream sect cultivators, especially the night burial and the god fortune teller, they are not small, and the two are not in harmony, which is a good thing for the Lingxi sect.
As for the disciples of the Blood Stream Sect, they are also willing to watch Bai Xiaochun make a fool of himself here, especially if the fortune tellers say such words, they will naturally not speak.
Song Junwan squinted her eyes, the act of the god operator made her annoyed, and her eyes were cold at the moment.
Bai Xiaochun glanced at everyone around him. He blinked and wondered if he knew his cave. It didn't matter if he took a look at it. There was nothing in it anyway, and he remembered that it had already collapsed.
So Bai Xiaochun raised his chin proudly, glanced contemptuously at the fortuneteller, coughed dryly, and walked a few steps. After attracting everyone's attention, he spoke lightly.
"Well, I originally wanted to keep a low profile at night burial, and didn't want to show my true skills here, because I knew that once I showed my true skills, it would definitely cause some unnecessary trouble."
"But since your god fortune has made such a heavy promise, okay, I will show it to you!" Bai Xiaochun flicked his sleeve, his eyes revealed a strong light, and his whole body burst into explosion at this moment.
As he exploded, his head flew up, without pinching his fingers or uttering a word, but closing his eyes and raising his hands, as if he was communicating with the world and merging with the whole world.
Seeing this scene, the fortune teller sneered, thinking that Bai Xiaochun was pretending to be a fool.
"I didn't notice the slightest fluctuation, it's up to you to calculate!"
The breath of time passed, and soon, twenty breaths of time passed. Just as the fortune teller sneered more, and when everyone around was surprised, suddenly, Bai Xiaochun's eyes opened suddenly, showing a strange glow in his eyes, and his right hand. Lift up and point to the distance.
"Follow me!" As he said, he stepped out first and went straight to the place he was pointing. Everyone followed, and soon he reached a gravel area where Bai Xiaochun pointed.
"Bai Xiaochun's cave mansion is here!" Bai Xiaochun spoke proudly, his words were firm, and seemed extremely certain.
"Joke, here is a ruin. Will it be Bai Xiaochun's cave house?" The fortune-teller sneered, but he was smiling, and suddenly felt something was wrong. When he looked at the people of Lingxi Sect, he suddenly widened his eyes.
Zhou Xinqi was stunned, Xu Meixiang took a breath, and Zhang Dafang was shocked. There were other Lingxi sect disciples around, each of them short of breath. They all looked at Bai Xiaochun together with an indescribable light. In this light, there was an indescribable light. Shocked, shocked, and sometimes... I feel that this night's burial is unfathomable!
Especially Zhou Xinqi and Xu Meixiang, they knew that there was a formation, but they didn't expect that the other party was so powerful that they ignored the formation and directly calculated it.
Everyone in the Blood Stream Sect, seeing the expressions of the Lingxi Sect monks, suddenly understood that the night burial was right, and each of them was frantically shocked and patched up the sky. Although many of the Blood Stream Sect disciples had learned it, they were just fur. Few people study like the god fortune teller, but now, the night burial here actually directly crushes the god fortune teller, this scene makes everyone's heart jump.
Song Junwan also stayed for a while. When she looked at Bai Xiaochun, her eyes were more glamorous, and she didn't expect that Bai Xiaochun could actually figure it out.
The body trembled, and he couldn't believe it, and his whole person was stupid.
"Impossible, how is this possible..." (To be continued.)