Su Jian was so lost in his own feelings that he didn't realize that Su Baiyi was still being pressed to the ground by his palm. Su Baiyi couldn't hold on any longer and fell face first to the ground: "Senior, if you don't let go, I'm going to break this board."
Su Jian came back to his senses and smiled meaningfully: "I almost forgot about you. Do you think you can get away with this so easily?"
"What's the matter?" Su Baiyi asked guiltily.
"These days, you have been telling me that your martial arts are not good. I have tried you several times and found that it is indeed terrible. But just now you used a martial art on Wang Lingxiao. I still remember Wang Lingxiao mentioned the name of this martial art, the Immortal Book..." Su Jian said faintly, "It sounds like it has some meaning."
"He's talking nonsense. I just hit him, but he was afraid of losing face, so he deliberately said that I was not that great..." Su Baiyi was halfway through his words when Su Jian pressed his head to the ground. Su Jian smiled and said, "Now is not the time for you to talk."
Su Jian injected a strand of his inner strength into Su Baiyi's body. As he expected, Su Baiyi's inner strength was indeed very ordinary and was completely unable to resist his inner strength. Su Baiyi fell to the ground, feeling as if countless bugs were crawling on his body, with a bone-eroding pain. He tried hard to break free, but was pressed down hard by Su Jian, unable to move.
"How can you be the disciple of Xie Kanhua and the chief disciple of my Su family so useless? But if you are really so useless, why is Bai Jile so interested in you?" Su Jian's internal force traveled around in Su Baiyi's body, but when it reached the dantian, it suddenly encountered an obstacle and could not move forward even a little bit.
The so-called Dantian is the place where the true qi condenses. According to the theory, Su Baiyi's internal strength is so mediocre, there should be no true qi blocking the Dantian. Su Jian smiled and thought that it was indeed interesting. So he injected a few more strands of true qi. The moment Su Jian injected the true qi, the obstruction at the Dantian disappeared. Su Jian's true qi flowed into Su Baiyi's Dantian and then disappeared.
It wasn't blocked back, nor was it dispersed, but it just disappeared. It was like being eaten.
Su Jian subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that there was a huge gravitational force sucking his palm onto Su Baiyi's shoulder. He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh?"
Su Baiyi fell to the ground, his face flushed: "Senior, you brought this upon yourself."
"Interesting, interesting." Su Jian said quietly without changing his expression, "So you are absorbing my inner strength now?"
"I'm sorry, senior." Su Baiyi said, panting.
"I'm not afraid of offending you, I'm just afraid that your body can't absorb the internal energy of my old bones!" Su Jian shouted angrily and directly sent all the internal energy in his body into Su Baiyi's body.
Su Baiyi had previously absorbed the inner strength of Feng Yuhan, the leader of Tianxiaoyun Realm, with the Immortal Book. Feng Yuhan was already a master of martial arts, and Su Baiyi had already done his best to absorb his inner strength. However, Su Jian was already a master of martial arts. Now, can Su Baiyi absorb Su Jian's inner strength
Su Baiyi barely had time to think about this problem before he was knocked unconscious by the internal energy that surged into his body like a tide.
The clouds and mist are lingering, and the fairy mountains are towering.
The sea is vast and boundless.
"Here again!" Su Baiyi exclaimed, "Then that person..."
"It seems that you are not surprised by our meeting." A voice that was difficult to tell whether it was male or female sounded behind Su Baiyi. Su Baiyi turned around and saw the man in white clothes standing on a white crane again. The man's face was four points similar to Su Baiyi's, and he looked about the same age, but the desolate indifference in his eyes was completely different from Su Baiyi's.
"Why do I always come here in my dreams?" Su Baiyi asked.
The man smiled and said, "Because you belong here."
Su Baiyi frowned and said, "Can you please stop saying such inexplicable things? My name is Su Baiyi, and my home is either in Weilong Mountain or in Xinghua Village, but not here."
“Weilong Mountain? Hahahaha.” The man laughed loudly, “That’s the place I, Lu Xuanshui, will eventually destroy!”
"Lv Xuanshui?" Su Baiyi frowned slightly. Mo Wen had mentioned this name before. Sure enough, this person was the master of Yingzhou, the one who led the visitors from Yingzhou to fight against Su Han and others.
As the two were talking, the clouds in the sky suddenly slowly condensed. Lu Xuanshui raised his head and said lightly, "This person is not simple."
Su Baiyi raised his head: "What's not simple?" Before he finished speaking, he saw the mist covering his head. In an instant, the fairy island, the sea water, and the fairies disappeared like smoke. A big hand fell from the sky, grabbed Su Baiyi, then suddenly lifted it up and pulled him out of the dream.
"Drink!" Su Baiyi shouted and woke up from his dream. He touched his back and was already sweating profusely.
Su Jian stood up and said, "Did you have a dream? It seems to be a bad dream."
Su Baiyi panted heavily: "Senior, you just mentioned the four realms of protection?"
Su Jian didn't understand what he meant. "Why? You still don't believe it? If you don't believe it, then it's useless for me to say more. Why don't you tell me about your martial arts that can absorb people? You are very cunning. If I didn't have such a deep foundation of internal strength, I would have fallen into your trap."
"No, I want to ask you, which family is the guardian of the Southern Territory?" Su Baiyi asked.
"The southern border is the Lu family. They once lived on the South China Sea, but they disappeared a long time ago." Su Jian frowned slightly, "Why are you asking this?"
"Eighteen years ago, there was a fairy island on the coast of the South China Sea. The people there called themselves visitors from Yingzhou. The leader was named Lu. Lu Xuanshui!" Su Baiyi looked up at Su Jian.
Qingcheng Mountain, the Taoist capital.
Daojun once again woke up from deep meditation.
"How is it?" Dongfang Xiaoyue asked immediately when she saw Daojun waking up.
"The fairy island is to the north, I'm afraid it's just a matter of time." Daojun sighed softly.
"What time?" Dongfang Xiaoyue said in a deep voice.
Daojun pointed with his hand: "When the stars move north, Yingzhou Island will follow the stars and come to the shore again. They are really coming back. Lv Xuanshui, and those visitors from Yingzhou."
Dongfang Xiaoyue sighed: "Is there no way to stop it?"
"This time, Yingzhou Beilin is their last chance in the past hundred years, and for us, fighting hard is our only chance."
Drunken Dream Tower.
Bai Jile inserted three incense sticks into the incense burner, then he turned and looked towards the south, as if thinking about something.