Zhou Ting followed at a distance, but when he reached the corner ahead, Baitang's figure suddenly disappeared. He went out suspiciously and looked around, but he couldn't find a place to hide people. Finally, after waiting for a while and still not seeing anyone, he walked back from here with a complicated expression.
After he returned to the car, Bai Tang lightly jumped off a wall. She walked to a nearby basketball court and took out several flags that had not been erased from her body. After playing a few hand formulas, the breath on the flag became more and more intense, and then stood under the basketball hoop and waited quietly.
After a while, a figure came over, but it was standing on a roof in the distance that could catch Baitang in his eyes. He looked at Baitang dressed as a female student under the ball frame from a distance, and frowned in a rare way, because this person who deliberately destroyed his spiritual imprint and brought him here was too young. This had to make him restrain the killing intent in his heart, before he saw the depth, it was not in line with his deliberate and decisive style of doing things.
At the very beginning, he sensed that the imprint on the flag had been broken. He was surprised that there were other monks walking around in the world, and then he became murderous. After he chose the magic cultivator, the harmful methods he did for cultivation meant that he and other monks could not coexist peacefully, not to mention that this person even destroyed his spiritual weapon.
However, Xie Zhou imagined a variety of situations and coping methods, but he never expected that the person he regarded as an imaginary enemy would be a teenage female student. And he can't feel how much higher the opponent's cultivation base is than him just by looking at it from a distance. To be able to erase his spiritual imprint on the banner, Yuanhun must be stronger than him, and if he is cultivated, he may not necessarily be much higher than him.
But in the face of a monk whose cultivation base was higher than him and younger than him, Xie Zhou didn't dare to act rashly. Such a monk often has a group of old people behind him, he doesn't want to beat the young ones and cause the old ones to pester him endlessly. Therefore, in essence, Xie Zhou still underestimated Baitang because of her young age, and it was also because of his confidence in being able to cultivate to this level as a casual cultivator.
Baitang felt the breath of the demon cultivator the moment he came to the roof, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see him coming out. Knowing that he was a cautious person, he took out the remaining banners with spiritual imprints on them flag.
Seeing these flags, Xie Zhou couldn't sit still. He can give up his spiritual weapon, but he can't allow himself to be injured for the erasure of the spiritual imprint under such circumstances. So, went down from the roof.
"Please be merciful, fellow daoist." Xie Zhou rushed to the basketball court to stop Baitang's movements, and Xie Zhou showed a friendly smile, and at the same time, he took something into his palm without any trace, "I don't know that you specially lured me here, Do you have any advice?" After finishing speaking, he was about to slide the thing in his hand to his fingers and flick it out, but in the end, a coercion belonging to the original soul locked him, and the body standing upright under this undisguised full-strength movement Under the power, his legs softened, and he knelt down on the ground uncontrollably.
The next moment, several jade talismans flew out of Baitang's hand, hovering and floating around him. Surrounded by these jade talismans, Xie Zhou's body, which was still struggling just now, could not move at all. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his pupils constricted when he looked at Baitang. The marble slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.
Baitang strolled up to him and bent down, picked up the beads in his hands and played with them for a while, then put a restriction on Xie Zhou's cultivation before he opened his mouth: "You are a little monk, things are not good. Less." Although the destructive power of this bead can't cause her much harm, but it is enough for her to bear it.
"Who are you!" Just relying on the aura emanating from the primordial soul can suppress him. With such a gap, even Xie Zhou, a casual cultivator who has cultivated by himself, knows that the female student in front of him is definitely not The one he thought was just a little monk with a stronger soul and a higher cultivation level than him. "What's the purpose of bringing me here?"
Baitang put the beads away, there was not much difference in cultivation between them, but there was too much difference in level of realm, so she was able to use this trick to defeat the enemy. And from the very beginning, she never thought of sitting down with a magician and having a good chat. In this society under the influence of the rule of law, the other party can still use magic weapons to collect the essence of strangers to strengthen her own cultivation. She knows that if she wants to extract the information she wants from the other party, she can only rely on The strength first suppresses the opponent.
"Tell me about the current situation in the cultivation world." In these words, Baitang brought out the high-ranking, non-commanding tone that he had faced with the junior disciples in Qing Yunzong all the year round, and even his expression and tone were normal. The statement, however, caused Xie Zhou no less oppression than that brought by Yuanhun just now.
"It's just such a question?" Xie Zhou forcibly resisted the submissive psychology brought about by this oppression, stabilized his mind, and replied calmly. And in his heart, through this question, he began to analyze and judge some information about Baitang.
"I'm asking you, you just need to answer. Otherwise," Baitang lowered his head, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "I don't want to hear a superfluous word." After the words fell, Baitang wiped them cleanly. Xie Zhou's third spiritual imprint on the banner.
Xie Zhou was horrified. From the ancient slips he got, he knew that if he wanted to erase other people's spiritual imprints on the spiritual weapon, even if the original soul was stronger than the original owner, it would take a little time and he could not be disturbed by others. However, this female student even lightly erased his mark while talking and laughing. What kind of primordial soul and realm of cultivation can do this
Thinking of this, Xie Zhou corrected his attitude. Those who know the current affairs are heroes, and before they are guaranteed to be able to stand up, the only way to keep themselves is to cooperate. He stretched out his tongue to lick the blood stains on his lips, lowered his eyes and replied respectfully: "I don't know much about the monastic world that senior said, you are the second monk I met. A few years ago, I went to A place where traces of monastic sects can be felt, but with the level of cultivation of a junior, I dare not venture in."
Baitang's heart moved, but the tone of the question did not reveal any urgency: "Where is it?"
"A mountain range in province y." At that time, Xie Zhou had just breathed in. As a demon cultivator, he naturally didn't dare to go against a sect, so he made some marks and left. Originally, he wanted to use this sect as his reserve resource after his cultivation base improved, but later he realized that if he wanted to cultivate in this world lacking in aura, he would not be able to hope for it without resorting to means.
In province y, Bai Tang set up a set of methods for judging whether others were lying, and after confirming that what Xie Zhou said was true, he pondered in his heart. Knowing that there are traces of sects here, of course she couldn't wait to see it. However, it is still the same reason, even if it is a different world, it still speaks with strength. But with her current cultivation level, she can only suppress this idea first, and she will not easily set foot in the realm of the world's cultivation world until the cultivation base can be free from scruples.
"How did you get angry?"
"When the younger generation got the cultivation method of the Demon Sect, he also got a few pieces of spirit stones."
Baitang glanced at him indifferently, Xie Zhou showed that he was not lying, "Then tell me where you got these things, and what else did you get besides these two things."
Xie Zhou hated secretly in his heart, and dared not hide the slightest thing on his face, and told how he accidentally broke into the cave of a Sitting Demon Sect Senior and obtained the inheritance from the other party. He didn't hide the skills and magic weapons he got. Regarding these, unless Baitang changed the skills of the magic gate, otherwise, Xie Zhou didn't worry that the other party would snatch them away. What's more, with the opponent's strength, can he still care about these low-level things
Baitang silently memorized the information Xie Zhou said, and at the end, said indifferently what Xie Zhou didn't want to hear: "Now, you have two choices, one is to hand over your life soul to me, The second is that after today, there will be one less Demon Cultivator in this world." When dealing with Han Shaozhe, she will prepare a contract, and when dealing with a real Demon Cultivator, she will not believe in any contract except to control the life and death of the other party.
"Senior, you are an orthodox monk, what is the difference between doing this and a demon cultivator?" Xie Zhou was struggling to die. "Even if you want to surrender your natal soul, you must first undo the restraint on me."
Baitang didn't agree with him at all, "So, you want to choose the second?"
Xie Zhou's face changed, and finally he reluctantly handed over his soul. Almost in an instant, he felt the restraint of being controlled by someone else's life and death. He was inevitably unwilling to reconcile, and secretly developed a killing intent towards Baitang. But with this thought, he felt a sharp pain, he held his chest, lowered his head, not daring to look into Baitang's eyes, and said humbly: "Master, Xie Zhou dare not have any more thoughts of offending you. "
Baitang snorted coldly, but took back the jade talismans in his hand, and also released the restraint on him.
Xie Zhou felt his body loosen, and immediately stood up straight from the ground, "Master is generous."
Baitang returned the beads and a few flags to Xie Zhou, "Tomorrow morning, you leave for City B. I will let you know if there are any arrangements. Besides, I don't care how you practice your skills. Don't kill me."
"It's just the lives of a few mortals, why should the master care?"
Bai Tang directly turned his back to Xie Zhou, "If you want to go further in the future, don't covet the convenience in front of you." Throwing this sentence aside, ignoring what Xie Zhou behind him would think, he walked towards the road.
On the road, Zhou Ting's car was still parked at the same place, Bai Tang was a little surprised. Walking over, Zhou Ting leaned his head sideways on the seat and fell asleep. She stretched out her hand and tapped lightly on the car window a few times, Zhou Ting immediately opened his eyes, saw that it was her standing outside the car, he was relieved, and said with a smile: "Get in the car, Uncle Zhou will take you back. "
Baitang disappeared strangely, Zhou Ting couldn't let go, so he just sat in the car and waited. If there is still no one waiting after an hour, he will make a phone call to check on the safety before making plans.
"Excuse me, Uncle Zhou." Baitang opened the car door and got in, "Thank you."
"Be polite with Uncle Zhou."
When they got home, Bai Nan came back half an hour earlier than her. Bai Tang went upstairs and sorted out the news he heard from Xie Zhou.
The inheritance Xie Zhou got came from a demon cultivator named Qianmo Patriarch, who was a well-known master in the cultivating world more than a hundred years ago. Originally, Bai Tang had some expectations for the cultivation level of this demon cultivator who took the name of the ancestor, but from Xie Zhou's dictation, the other party was just a low-level cultivator who had broken through the Qi training period to build a foundation. If the monk who established the foundation was considered a master in the monastic world a hundred years ago, she needs to re-evaluate the strength of the monastic world in this world.
And now, she has the best candidate to test the strength of the comprehension world, so there is no need to worry too much about this matter.
"Sister." Hearing Bai Nan's voice, Bai Tang stopped opening the door with his hand holding the doorknob, and turned his head. Bai Nan poked her head through the crack of the door to look at her. "Is there something wrong?" Only when there is something wrong or Bai Nan has done something wrong, will she call her sister in a serious manner.
"Isn't tomorrow a weekend rest?" Bai Tang didn't speak, but Bai Nan showed a big smile, "Ming Qian wanted to invite me to the racecourse, and I, I agreed to him." After he practiced, as long as it was weekends, he would be with Bai Tang Going to the villa to stay for two days, and now he directly agreed to Mingqian's invitation without notifying her in advance, and he always feels a little bit offended.
"Racecourse?"
"Yeah, I haven't ridden a horse before, so I want to go and see it." Although Yu Jian's flying is very cool, it is too far away from his current realm, so riding a horse is also good.
Baitang saw the excitement and longing in his heart, nodded: "This is your first time, remember to be careful."
Bai Nan was taken aback by Bai Tang's straightforwardness, he thought that Bai Tang would tell him to practice hard again, so he replied slowly: "Do you want to go with us? When you were watching TV before, you saw Don’t you also like the scene of riding a horse?”
"That's all in the past." Baitang smiled, "You have fun by yourself." After all, he is still a teenager, even if he yearns for martial arts, he still doesn't have the playfulness he should have at this age disappear. Cultivation is a matter of relaxation, Bai Nan's heart is gone, it is not a good thing for her to keep him to practice forcefully.
"I'll take some more photos for you tomorrow." Before going back to the room, Bai Nan said this to Bai Tang.
Baitang laughed dumbfounded, pushed open the door and entered the room.
After one night, when Baitang woke up, he felt a little pain in his stomach, but it wasn't the kind of pain that hurt his stomach or made him feel uncomfortable. After getting out of the bed and lowering his head, the bright red on the sheet came into view, only then did he realize that there was also a sticky feeling under his body, and then his expression was a little embarrassed.
She has forgotten that women still have this kind of life, but it stands to reason that she has stepped into the ranks of monks, so she should not have any troubles in this regard. Could it be that his cultivation base is too low, and he is in a world without aura? Baitang walked over wonderingly and dialed the internal number. Not long after, a maid brought over the sanitary products she needed.
Baitang said "thank you" to the maid with a calm face, and then immediately went to the bathroom to change.
After coming out of the bathroom, Baitang's face turned pale. She rubbed her stomach that hurt her a few times from time to time, and finally, she swam around it with her spiritual energy, and finally felt a lot more comfortable.
Physically inconvenient, Baitang did not go to the villa to practice, but went to the library to read. Halfway through, an unexpected call came in. Baitang put the book on the table and pressed the call button, Zhao Zhen's voice came from inside: "Senior, I'm sorry."
"What are you sorry for me?"
Zhao Zhen paused, "I have no ability to stop what happened to the Zhao family, and I didn't tell you in advance in private." The internal injuries of several years were completely healed overnight, and he broke through the previous realm. Everyone can't hide the identity of Dr. Baitang. And he had been away from the power center of the Zhao family for so long that he almost forgot what such a doctor meant to the family, so he didn't hide too much about the fact that the family's resources were used because of Baitang's exchange.
Only later did he realize how much trouble he had caused Baitang. At that time, he wanted to remind the other party. Under his uncle's persuasion, he finally gave up that kindness and put the family first. If someone else persuaded him, he would not be shaken, but his uncle raised him and regarded him as his father, and he never gave up on him after his accident, and would fight for some cultivation resources for him every year. He even invited many great doctors to treat his injuries. Comparing the two sides, it is self-evident which side the balance falls on.
Baitang laughed nonchalantly, and this laughter fell on Zhao Zhen's ear on the other end of the receiver, as if full of ridicule hit him, with a bit of bitterness on his face. "I don't care about these things."
"Senior, you mean...?" Zhao Zhen thought that Baitang didn't care, but that they could put aside their grievances and continue to communicate, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.
"You are a warrior, but you have violated your own warrior heart, and your cultivation in this life can only end here." If Zhao Zhen's character is not biased towards integrity, her words will not have any effect on him , and the other party has exactly this kind of personality, and he only apologized to her for what happened before. Then, unless his character is reborn, otherwise, her words can keep his cultivation at the current level forever.
"Senior—" Zhao Zhen only heard the sound of "beep beep" hang up. He watched the call on the screen end, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. After the phone call ended, he knew that there would be no more interaction between himself and Baitang. For the benefit of the family, did he really, have he done something wrong
Zhao Zhen didn't know, but Baitang's last words lingered in his mind.
He really couldn't get past his own heart.
"Jincheng, don't make the same mistakes as Uncle Zhao when you treat seniors." After a while, Zhao Zhen called Yang Jincheng, who was far away in S City, who had something to do with him, and warned, "If you do, you don't chance to make up for it.”