Su Qiao was about to reach out to take it, but unexpectedly, a big hand snatched it away halfway.
"What are you doing again?"
She didn't eat much of the meat, so she wasn't allowed to drink the soup either
Then she would be really angry.
"I'll help you test whether it's poisonous."
After saying that, Zhongli Han raised his head and took a big gulp.
Baili Jing frowned and put down his chopsticks: "You've finished eating, what should I let her eat?"
"Besides, you are so young and your cultivation is just in its infancy. Eating so many mundane things will hinder your cultivation."
"The fifty-year competition among the seven major sects in the cultivation world will soon begin. As her disciple, you must do your best for her and don't let her embarrass herself in front of everyone."
"You don't need to worry about this. I won't give others the opportunity to laugh at her."
Zhongli Han snorted in his heart.
You’re such a good pretender!
If you don’t know, you might think he really doesn’t know what’s going on with him.
Baili Jing pursed his lips tightly: "That's good."
"..." Su Qiao's mouth twitched.
The two people were obviously "old acquaintances". They had fought each other to the death hundreds of years ago, and now both of them were injured.
What's the point of acting in front of her now
He is still a child, and his cultivation is in the initial stages.
It turns out that Baili Jing is also a person who can talk nonsense.
At this moment, the defensive formation in front of the gate of Qijian Peak was triggered, and then a sound transmission note flew in.
Baili Jing picked it up casually, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and was a little surprised.
Su Qiao finally snatched a bowl of soup from Zhong Li Han's hand, and seeing that he looked a little strange, he asked, "Who's here?"
"Your father." Baili Jing was a little depressed.
It's not that he doesn't want her father to come, but once he comes, she must call him "Uncle Master".
In this way, wouldn't it remind Su Qiao and the others of their seniority
Moreover, his shouting made Baili Jing feel as if he was already in his seventies or eighties, and was very old.
In fact, he is only 500 years older than Su Qiao. For a cultivator, one would go into seclusion for dozens or even hundreds of years, so being 500 years older is really not a big deal.
"oh."
Come if you want!
Su Qiao reacted calmly and continued drinking his soup.
Baili Jing stretched out his chopsticks to block Zhongli Han who was about to get soup, quickly filled a bowl of broth and placed it in front of Su Qiao, then explained:
"It's probably because of the sect competition in three months."
"What does that have to do with you?"
Isn't the sect competition a matter for those disciples
People like them who are above the Nascent Soul stage generally do not participate.
Unless someone from another sect challenges you.
For the sake of the sect's honor and one's own reputation, one would accept the challenge.
"I have been in seclusion in the past, so they didn't disturb me. I woke up this time, probably to inform me!"
In fact, he was too lazy to care about the affairs of the sect.
However, he has come out of seclusion, and the sect master and the three elders probably came to ask for instructions because of his status.
The mountain gate defenses were opened, and Su Chengde and the three elders quickly climbed up the Qifeng Mountain.
When they saw the bamboo house above, the four were stunned.
When did a bamboo house appear on top of this
I remember it didn’t exist before
But hundreds of years have passed. Maybe my uncle came out during this period
The four of them reacted quickly, walked to the door of the bamboo house and stopped, not daring to look inside, and bowed respectfully.
"I am sorry to disturb my uncle's meditation."
Baili Jing stood up and took a few steps forward: "No need to salute."
"Etiquette cannot be abolished...daughter?"
Su Chengde was just about to say a few polite words, but when he looked up, he saw his daughter. He was so shocked that his little goatee almost stood up.