On the Golden Wind, Su Baiyi sneezed loudly.
"Did you catch a cold from the sea breeze yesterday?" Mu Nianhua asked.
"I guess someone is saying bad things about me." Su Baiyi took a sip of hot tea.
The two men were sitting in the attic on the roof of the boat eating lunch, while Su Jian was standing alone at the bow, looking at the vast river, seemingly lost in thought.
"What do you think he is looking at?" Mu Nianhua looked at Su Jian.
"After all, he has been in such a dark day for decades. Seeing the vast rivers at this moment, he must be moved. Perhaps he has some lofty ambitions and wants to compose a poem..." Su Baiyi said.
As soon as Su Baiyi finished speaking, Su Jian suddenly pointed forward.
That finger drew out a sword energy, which directly split the river water in front of the Golden Wind into two. The whole ship shook violently, and huge waves rose on both sides of the ship, and were about to crash down.
"Senior, please give me some face!" Mu Nianhua shouted loudly.
Su Jian smiled, stretched out his palms, and slapped back the waves on both sides. The Golden Wind shook violently again, until the river returned to calm after the big waves had been smashing for a long time, and the ship slowly stabilized. Mu Nianhua breathed a sigh of relief: "Why is it that every time I meet you, my Golden Wind, which has been smooth for thousands of years, will encounter the crisis of shipwreck and death?"
Su Baiyi shrugged: "Maybe I am the unlucky star, specially sent to bring bad luck upon you."
"You said that the first moment you saw the scroll, you saw a white-haired immortal holding a sword falling off a cliff in a fantasy world. He used the sword to reverse the wind and snow, and finally split open the snow haze that had accumulated in the sky for thousands of years." Su Jian stepped on the ground and landed beside them. He looked down at his fingers. "I used this finger as a sword just now and split half of Shujiang River. How do you think it compares to the sword against the wind and snow?"
Su Baiyi thought for a moment: "Heaven and earth."
"Oh?" Su Jian smiled and said, "Tell me about it."
"The sword I saw in the illusion felt like a sword drawn by an immortal, without a trace of worldly thoughts. And the finger that the senior just pointed at, although very powerful, I still felt that it was just a sword from the human world." Su Baiyi said frankly.
Mu Nianhua sighed lightly and thought to himself: This silly boy seems very smart on weekdays, how come he can't even flatter now.
Su Jian was not angry, he sat down and poured himself a cup of tea: "It is indeed so."
"Senior, in addition to helping my senior sister heal her injuries, you also want to meet the Su ancestor, right?" Su Baiyi asked tentatively.
Su Jian did not deny: "Of course."
"Senior, actually, from last night until now, I have been waiting for you to ask me for the same thing." Su Baiyi said slowly.
Su Jian smiled and said, "Are you waiting for me to ask you for the sword manual?"
Su Baiyi nodded, "Indeed. After all, you arrested me in the first place for the sword manual in the Tianji box. Now it is confirmed that the sword manual is in my hands, so you should ask me for it. But from last night until now, Senior has not mentioned a word about the sword manual."
Su Jian shook his head and sighed, "I can't learn that sword technique."
"Ah?" Su Baiyi was stunned.
"The sword technique you used that day carried an extremely cold sword energy, the coldest sword intent I have ever seen in my life. However, the sword technique I have practiced since I was a child has been based on the Chunyang Zhenwu style. Unless you discard all your skills and start from scratch, your sword manual will be just a pile of waste paper to me." Su Jian smiled, as if he no longer cared about this matter.
"Then..." Su Baiyi asked tentatively, "Senior, why did you come to Kunlun this time?"
"I want to meet that ancestor and ask him a question... No." Su Jian suddenly said seriously, "This trip is to help your sweetheart, Senior Sister, cure her illness. Your Senior Sister sacrificed herself to save you. She is more responsible than any other man present. I admire her. Don't worry, I will definitely help you cure her!"
"Thank you, senior." Su Baiyi took a sip of tea.
"But I heard that she hasn't woken up yet?" Su Jian frowned and said, "You should have woken up since you helped her remove the internal energy in her body."
Su Baiyi replied: "She's awake, but when I went to check on her just now, she fell asleep again."
Inside the Medicine King Pavilion.
Nangong Xier slowly opened her eyes. She felt her body was empty. Except for a few wisps of Qi moving around, her internal strength had disappeared. She opened her mouth and said, "Su, Su Baiyi."
Su Baiyi, who was on the long boat, was raising his teacup, but his hand suddenly stopped there: "I heard my senior sister calling me."
Su Jian and Mu Nianhua looked at each other: "How could that be?"
Su Baiyi had already run down with the sword: "I heard..."
Drunken Dream Tower.
Bai Jile sat alone by the pond, silently watching the fish swimming in the lake. Even when Bai Long and Bai He appeared behind him, he did not turn around, but just said lightly: "There were only two footsteps."
Bai Long knelt on one knee and replied: "Bai Long failed in his mission and did not bring Su Baiyi back."
Bai Jile sighed and said, "What about other things?"
Bai He hurriedly said, "Wang Ruoxu is already dead. The Xuanwei Alliance collapsed before it was even established. It was Dongfang Yunwo who did it. This is how the four great families became enemies with each other."
"Wang Ruoxu is a waste. If someone else got Tiandi Tongbei, things would not be so simple. Pay attention to Dongfang Yunwo, he is very dangerous." Bai Jile casually scattered some rice grains beside him into the lake.
"This time it was Dongfang Yunwo who interfered, so we didn't bring Su Baiyi back. But the world is in mourning, as it has been destroyed by us!" Bai He said, "We saw it blown into pieces with our own eyes."
"Heaven and earth share the same sorrow. Keeping him here will always be a hidden danger." Bai Jile nodded. "Although Su Baiyi was not brought back, your mission is not considered a failure. What about Priest Xue?"
"He left. I originally thought he would fight us to the death, because when the mask collapsed, I could feel his anger." Bai Long's tone was a little confused, "But then he disappeared, and he didn't have any intention of seeking revenge with us."
"Oh?" Bai Jile seemed a little surprised. "This is not his character. I'm afraid there is some reason. Find someone to find out his whereabouts."
"Three star officials have been sent to follow him." Bai Long said with his head lowered.
Bai Jile nodded, turned around, and walked to the two of them. He patted Bai He on the shoulder and said, "Learn more from your brother. You are still a little impatient."
Bai He smiled and said, "I can now walk on water."
Bai Jile smiled once, which was rare for him: "Your brother could do it when he was ten years old."