Travel through time to cultivate immortality, and make money by farming after binding the system

Bai An knew the temperament of his master Gu Yifan.

He cultivates his several direct disciples with great care and care, and treats them as half sons.

Otherwise, he would not have broken through the Golden Elixir in just a few years.

Although he was expelled from the Lingjian Sect, his master would still care about his old feelings and would not openly reveal the news to the world of cultivation, and would give him one last chance of protection.

As long as he lay dormant and didn't jump around Gu Yifan to make his presence felt, he could always pretend to be a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect.

Those bounty killers didn't dare to take action against him.

Otherwise, once it was known that he no longer had the Spirit Sword Sect to rely on, those bounty killers would not hesitate to take him to the Fierce Flame Sect in exchange for resources.

When he saw the disciples of the Lingjian Sect, he greeted them without changing his expression.

Even the ordinary disciples who had previously disdained his company and looked down upon him responded enthusiastically with a warm smile.

Those disciples were still discussing behind his back whether he was possessed by a ghost.

After the competition, he thought it was as calm as before.

When he left hanging behind the Lingjian Sect team, an accident happened.

The second senior sister blocked Bai An's way with a look of frost on her face.

Bai An's heart suddenly tightened when he saw the unkind Second Senior Sister, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, and then he thought of all the things she had done in the Bai family before.

There was also the complex emotion in his eyes when he saw him last time during the sect competition.

Thinking of this, his panic calmed down a little, and he pretended not to recognize her. He stared at the second senior sister blankly and asked, "What is this senior sister doing?"

"Ha!" Second Senior Sister sneered and said, "It's okay for you to use my son's spiritual roots!"

Bai An's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this, and alarm bells rang in his heart with a hint of uneasiness. His pretended to be calm expression changed to one of panic, and he retreated defensively.

The body tenses up and prepares for defense.

"I..., I don't understand what you are talking about." He quickly shook his head in denial, pretending not to understand.

Stealing other people's spiritual roots and transferring them to oneself is an evil and vicious method that is not tolerated by any righteous path.

Once discovered, he will be despised and killed by all righteous people.

He would never dare to admit to stealing spiritual roots.

Sure enough, those who had not left immediately surrounded them after hearing what Second Senior Sister said.

Their shocked eyes were filled with the fire of gossip.

Bai An felt more and more uneasy when he saw people noticed them and gathered around them.

So he said that you had found the wrong person and prepared to run away.

The second senior sister stretched her hand forward, and a sky-blue fluorescent sword appeared in her hand.

He grasped the hilt of the sword with his five fingers, pointed the sword at Bai An and said coldly: "Bai An has been digging up my son's spiritual roots for several years. Today, will you return the spiritual roots yourself, or will you let me dig them out myself?"

"what?"

"What does she mean?"

"Is that what I understand?"

The melon-eaters were all excited. They felt as if they were hallucinating and it felt unreal.

"If I understand correctly, Bai An, a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, dug up the spiritual root of Elder Zuo of the Flame Sect. Now Elder Zuo is here to collect debts and get back the spiritual root." Someone explained the incident loudly.

"Then I understood it correctly."

Everyone agreed after hearing this, and then they were sure that they had not heard wrong.

At this time, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Bai An.

Scorned, shameless, disgusted and murderous...

"This is slander." Bai An was frightened and helpless under everyone's dagger-like gazes, and subconsciously looked for Gu Yifan to ask him for help.

Gu Yifan just stood in the distance with an expressionless face, watching him silently.

"Master, does he really not care about his younger brother?" The elder brother of Lingjian Sect still couldn't bear to watch his younger brother suffer.

"My master said that he is no longer your junior brother." Gu Yifan's tone was very indifferent at this time, and if you listen carefully, there was a trace of disgust in it.

He also didn't expect that this former disciple would turn out to be a despicable and shameless pseudo-genius who stole other people's spiritual roots.

"We'll find out if it's a slander or not." The deputy sect leader of the Dan Sect in the late stage of becoming a god took action to find out whether it was true or false.