Su Baiyi was silent for a long time before he came back to his senses from the shock. He said slowly, "My second sister-in-law said that the Lord of Jimo City also encountered someone who practiced the Immortal Book. The swordsman of the time couldn't even withstand ten moves from the opponent. Could it be that the opponent you mentioned is also this person? Could it be that this person was the target of the Weilong Alliance's crusade?"
Dongfang Xiaoyue did not comment, but just said quietly: "It is said that there were five immortal mountains in the world, named Daiyu, Yuanjiao, Fanghu, Yingzhou, and Penglai. According to the ancient books, the height of the mountains is 30,000 miles around, the top is 9,000 miles flat, and the distance between the mountains is 70,000 miles, which are neighbors. The terraces and pavilions on the top are all gold and jade, and the animals on the top are all pure white. The trees of pearls and jade have clusters of nodes, and the flowers and fruits are all delicious. Eating them will make you immortal. The people living there are all immortals, and there are countless people flying back and forth in a day and a night. The roots of the five mountains are not connected, and they often go up and down with the tides. In the end, the two mountains drifted away without a trace, leaving only Fanghu, Yingzhou, and Penglai. The three mountains are floating in the world, and no one knows where they are..."
Su Baiyi was puzzled: "What exactly does Mr. Rusheng mean?"
"Some things are better known bit by bit. Su Baiyi, your life experience is extraordinary, but in my opinion, all living beings in the world are the same. Don't let your master down." Dongfang Xiaoyue walked towards the door.
Mo Bai hurriedly called out, "Are you leaving, sir?"
"Yes. An old friend is coming, I have to go greet him." Dongfang Xiaoyue stepped out of the door, "The small matters in Tianxiaoyun Realm will be left to you youngsters to solve. As for some big matters, they still have to be left to us adults."
Ten miles away, by the Bi Bo Lake, a man wearing a bamboo hat stopped, turned slightly, and whispered, "As expected of a Confucian sage, I have tried so hard to control my aura, but I was still detected." He did not intend to run away, but stood there calmly. After an incense stick of time, a man walked across the Bi Bo Lake and came to him.
"Master Bai Jile, I haven't seen you for a long time. You don't look older at all." Dongfang Xiaoyue said with a smile.
The man took off his hat, revealing a pale and handsome face: "Mr. Confucian Saint, have you actually regained your youth?"
"Hahaha, it's fine if other people say that, but Lord Bai has also experienced that incident." Dongfang Xiaoyue raised her palm lightly, and the lake behind her, which was originally as calm as a mirror, suddenly began to flow slowly. "Why do you have to ridicule me like this?"
Bai Jile said in a deep voice: "I thought that Mr. Rusheng had come out of retreat to heal the injuries left by that person."
"I am a Confucian sage, but the other party is an immortal. I really can't heal the wounds he left. But even if I can't heal them, I can still fight. Let me tell you one thing, when I was seventeen years old." Dongfang Xiaoyue opened her hands, and the originally flowing Bibo Lake behind her suddenly fell into silence again. The lake surface of dozens of acres actually froze into ice in an instant. "I was the best fighter."
Bai Jile frowned slightly: "I don't want to be an enemy of Mr. Rusheng."
Dongfang Xiaoyue smiled and said, "How about Master Bai stop here?"
Inside Mo Ran Villa.
After Dongfang Xiaoyue left, Jimo Huaxue suddenly came to the main hall. She looked into the distance and said, "Did Mr. Rusheng say who he was going to meet?"
Su Baiyi looked at Jimo Huaxue's eyes and had a bad feeling in his heart: "He said there were some big things that we couldn't handle, so he handled them for us."
"Is that so?" Jimo Huaxue nodded.
"Second sister-in-law, can you...can you go help Mr. Rusheng?" Su Baiyi asked.
Jimo Huaxue shook her head: "No. I hate him."
"Why?" Su Baiyi was puzzled.
"If he hadn't sent someone to bring that news to Yulou, Yulou wouldn't have gone to Weilong Mountain. The Confucian Sage is Xier's master. As long as he's still alive, he shouldn't have let Yulou do this." Jimo Huaxue's voice revealed a hint of anger, "Although I know he had no choice. He was recovering from his injuries at that time, and it was the most critical time for his retreat."
Su Baiyi was stunned. It turned out that Jimo Huaxue blamed Mr. Rusheng for the death of his second senior brother Nan Yulou. So did she also have resentment towards Nangong Xier in her heart? After all, his second senior brother died to save Nangong Xier, but when Jimo Huaxue met Nangong Xier a few days ago, her voice and attitude were so gentle. As if seeing through his doubts, Jimo Huaxue continued, "As for Xier, she was just a child back then. She was the most innocent one. And Yulou loved her, so I will inherit Yulou's love. But I have to leave now. I can't accompany you on the road to Tianxiaoyunjing."
The Confucian Sage had just left, and the Sword Immortal was about to leave. Su Baiyi panicked for a moment: "Second sister-in-law, where are you going now?"
"I came here to make an appointment with an old friend. That old friend once helped me a lot. In order to repay this favor, I agreed to fight with him once every three years." Jimo Huaxue frowned slightly and looked at the courtyard wall.
"What kind of person can fight with you, my second sister-in-law, every three years? Aren't such people masters who can rank among the top on the Tianwu List?" Su Baiyi was even more surprised.
"He is not included in the Tianwu list. The Tianwu list only includes righteous people in the world, but he is an evil heretic." Jimo Huaxue said quietly.
"What kind of evil heretic is it? How dare you say bad things about me behind my back?" A heroic voice sounded, shaking Su Baiyi and Mo Bai. They walked to Jimo Huaxue and looked outside. They saw a burly figure standing on the courtyard wall. The man was wearing black clothes, carrying a golden long sword, and his back was facing them.
"I said this on purpose because I knew you had arrived." Jimo Huaxue replied.
The burly man stretched out a finger and pointed backwards: "But I'm still facing you now, aren't you saying bad things about me behind my back?"
"You are still so boring." Jimo Huaxue felt helpless.
"You are still as beautiful as ever." The man's voice was somewhat shameless.
"This is my friend's villa. We can't fight here, otherwise his family's legacy of several generations will be destroyed in your hands." Jimo Huaxue jumped out of the villa and said, "Let's find an open area."
"Fight for three days and three nights!" The man immediately followed with a huge sword in his hand.
Su Baiyi watched the two of them leave, his heart full of questions, so he asked Senior Brother Mo Bai beside him: "Senior Brother, who is this person holding the golden knife?"
Mo Bai wiped the sweat off his face, but as soon as he finished, cold sweat broke out again. He wiped it again, turned around and asked Su Baiyi: "Am I still alive?"
Su Baiyi found it a little funny: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
"I... I'm scared." Mo Bai looked down at his legs, trembling a little, "I really envy you for not knowing anything... You didn't even know you almost died..."
Su Baiyi scratched his head: "Who was that person just now? So scary?"
Mo Bai quickly stretched out a finger and made a silencing gesture: "Shh! Don't let him hear it, otherwise he will regret it and come back. There are hundreds of lives at the foot of our villa, and none of them will be able to escape!"