World of Cultivation

Chapter 15

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Here, Bai Nan dealt with her somewhat familiar cousin and Bai Jingyang couple depressedly, while Bai Tang summoned Jie Jing in her room—this is the name she gave the mirror. "Little mirror, help me pick up Qing Yunzong."

Qing Yunzong is the sect she has been with for hundreds of years, and the elder brother who is in charge of the sect has taken good care of her. It is impossible for her to really turn a blind eye to them because of the loss of soul power.

Soon, apart from the sound of "little mirror" swaying in Jiejing, the picture on the mirror gradually changed to Baitang's familiar scenes. In the end, the picture freezes at the forbidden area of Qingyun Sect, and the person who is practicing inside is Ling Xiao whom Baitang saw last time. It's just that Ling Xiao's complexion is worse than what he saw last time, sometimes ferocious, sometimes trembling and breaking out in cold sweat, and there is a faint black air covering his body.

Baitang's complexion changed slightly, Ling Xiao was trying to get over a knot in his heart, and he looked menacing, probably inseparable from her death. She remembered what Ling Xiao said to her little apprentice that day, so what if she lost her life, and she couldn't help but feel a little more worried. This kid usually looks carefree, and likes to play around and have fun challenging the limits of the elders, but he is extremely stubborn. just in case…

Just as he was thinking, the black energy on Ling Xiao's body suddenly became solidified, and Bai Tang subconsciously straightened his waist, paying attention to the slightest change in the person inside. When the black air above gathered and did not dissipate, he couldn't help but transmit the sound. However, how can a person who is stuck in a knot hear the voices outside, not to mention that Ling Xiao's soul strength is far worse than that of Shen Tingjun, and he can't feel Baitang pinned on the boundary mirror at all.

Therefore, Baitang's act of wasting his soul power to transmit sound is useless.

"Uncle Master, it's all the disciple's fault, but why don't you want the disciple's life?"

"That's right, what kind of talent is this disciple, how can it be compared with your fate?"

Baitang clearly saw that with Ling Xiao's muttering, the black air was slowly deteriorating. And the black air that has deteriorated is demonic energy! However, with the cultivation base of a low-level monk like Ling Xiao, he shouldn't be able to overcome the calamity of the heart demon and become a demon cultivator directly, unless someone tampered with him.

So, who would use means on such a little monk? Although Ling Xiao is the disciple and grandson of the head of the Qingyun Sect, but the head brother has more than one disciple, let alone a disciple, and his own talent is not a first-class genius, so he will not attract other sects' taboos. The popularity in the sect is also good, so naturally he will not bury any deep hatred that cannot be solved.

... The answer is ready to come out.

Shen Tingjun, after all, did not let the child go.

Baitang's face became a little ugly, and based on her understanding of him, she should have thought of it earlier. Sure enough, during the time when she was reborn, she lived so sweetly that she didn't even have the vigilance she should have.

Thinking of this, Baitang's heart was hardened.

The next moment, a spiritual weapon flew out of Ling Xiao's body, it was a defensive magic weapon that Baitang had refined for him. After so many years, Baitang's imprint on it has almost been obliterated long ago. But the magic weapon was refined by her, she exists as the soul at the moment, and Ling Xiao's current state is like this, so there is a possibility of a ray of contact.

In the end, Baitang suppressed the pain in his heart and forcibly destroyed a gap in the spiritual weapon.

Fortunately, the result did not disappoint her. Being implicated by the spiritual weapon, Ling Xiao opened his eyes while spitting blood. Seeing the spirit artifact that fell on the ground, he picked it up and looked at it blankly, without wiping off the blood stains from his mouth. After a while, he burst out laughing, but couldn't hide the sadness in his voice: "Master Uncle, this is the disciple you have protected for so many years! After killing you, he retrieved it with the spiritual weapon you made One life."

"Actually, what Shen Tingjun said is not wrong. If you make a mistake, you have to pay the due price. What reason do I have to pretend that nothing happened and continue to enjoy everything now with peace of mind?"

"If you really became a demon cultivator just now, it would be great..."

Hearing this, Baitang used his consciousness to communicate with the boundary mirror, allowing it to cut the screen to the senior brother in charge.

After seeing that the senior brother in charge was all right, Baitang immediately withdrew.

Consciousness returned, and before Baitang could take back the boundary mirror, a fishy sweetness burst from his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood from it. Afterwards, Baitang wiped it off with his hands expressionlessly, and couldn't tell whether the expression on his face was more pale or more gloomy.

How did she hurt such a useless child!

Baitang put the Jie Jing back, and saw the blood that was spit on the floor hastily just now, he was very sad. All of them didn't let her worry, and her body was the same. After what happened just now, she won't be able to go downstairs to have dinner later.

With a headache, Baitang thought about what kind of reasons he would have to make up to win the trust of Papa Bai and Gu Yan. In the end, he still dragged his unsteady body to clean up the blood on the floor, and then lay on the bed and pretended to be sick.

In fact, Baitang's expression after being traumatized was very trustworthy. After Bai's father and Gu Yan came in to see it for a while, they believed it was true. Cheng Bo even called the Bai family's family doctor to come over.

In order to win the trust of Dr. Shen, Baitang's heart began to bleed again.

Now she and they are two people of two worlds, so she can't get over it, not to mention wasting her soul power, and making herself so cruel.

But this night, Baitang really fell ill in the middle of the night. But on the second day, as if nothing happened, he got on the car to school with Bai Nan and Bai Feng.

Bai Nan and she don't have twins' psychic connection, but they still feel that something is wrong with Bai Tang, but because Bai Feng couldn't talk to Bai Tang yesterday, he is pulling Bai Tang to talk non-stop. Bai Nan became more and more annoyed by what she heard, and finally she didn't strain her face, and shouted to Bai Feng: "Don't quarrel with Bai Tang, she was ill yesterday and still hasn't recovered yet."

Bai Feng let out an "oh", then raised his hand to touch Baitang's forehead, "My cousin's forehead is no longer hot."

Baitang was too lazy to talk to the two children, but fortunately he closed his eyes and turned his head to one side and fell asleep. Seeing her like this, Bai Feng withdrew his hand and obediently stopped arguing.

When they arrived at school, Gu Yan got out of his car and took the siblings to the principal's office. The principal called their homeroom teacher over again, and Gu Yan's task was finished.

"Call me if you need anything." Before leaving, Gu Yan confessed to the siblings.

Bai Tang's head was calm at the moment, and when he heard his words, he responded with a nod like Bai Nan. Gu Yan looked at her, and suddenly stretched out his hand to rub her head, "Don't forget to take the medicine prescribed by Dr. Shen." After that, when Bai Nan parted from her, he also told her, "If you feel unwell, just tell me ".

"Are you sick?" Baitang's class teacher is a female teacher with an amiable smile, her surname is Zhao.

"It's ready."

Teacher Zhao smiled and did not continue on this topic. After all, as a teacher, no one would dislike students who came to school to attend classes even when they were sick.

Arriving in the classroom of Class 1 of three years, Teacher Zhao first introduced Baitang's identity as a transfer student, and then asked Baitang to make a simple self-introduction. The students sitting below have long heard that there will be an additional transfer student in their class, and they all have a certain degree of curiosity about the transfer student Baitang. When they see the real person, the girls' interest suddenly drops a lot, and the boys look at each other. Communicating information only they understand.

"Your seat... just be next to Zhou Chen." Then, Teacher Zhao pointed to the vacant seat in the second-to-last row of the third row.

Hearing Zhou Chen's name, Baitang's distracted attention was forced to focus for a few seconds, and his eyes flicked over. The boy with this name did have the face in his memory.