Mind Cultivation Record

Looking at the green blood on his flying sword, Fu Qingjue was stunned.

Even he himself did not expect that the mysterious monk who could force Bai Zhenzhen back with one blow would actually be injured and escape from his own blow. It was really incredible.

Bai Zhenzhen on the side didn't bother to straighten her manners. She looked at the blue blood stains on the ground and her face changed slightly. Then she looked back at Fu Qingjue and the bloody flying swords in Fu Qingjue's hands. Bai Zhenzhen suddenly smiled brightly, as if she had noticed. What a fun thing.

snort!

Who am I?

Oh it's you!

Sure enough it's you!

At this moment, another two groups of Bai Jinwei came together, but Bai Zhenzhen did not ask them to expand the hunting net, but instead asked them to disperse. After taking a moment to tidy up her demeanor, Bai Zhenzhen smiled and thanked Fu Qingjue for the so-called life-saving grace.

"This... Qingjue's cultivation level is low..."

"Brother Qingjue, you are too modest! You have a unique cultivation talent, and now you are unanimously appreciated by the top three sects of Wan Zong City. As long as you practice diligently, your future achievements will be limitless. You will be the younger generation of your Five Elements Sect." The number one master - Xiao Mian..." At this point, Bai Zhenzhen paused deliberately. Seeing Fu Qingjue's face stiffen and look slightly angry, Bai Zhenzhen smiled even more happily and continued: "That's Xiao Mian, You will definitely not be your match in the future, just like today!"

Although Fu Qingjue's cultivation qualifications are second to none, he is still a newbie and has a simple character. How can he be the match of Bai Zhenzhen, a witch in conversation?

In addition, Fu Qingjue was already dissatisfied with Xiao Mian because of Fu Qingqiong's incident, but now after listening to Bai Zhenzhen's words, Fu Qingjue didn't feel there was anything wrong.

After all, Bai Zhenzhen is not the first person to say such things these days.

Bai Zhenzhen also knew that there was a long way to go and she shouldn't rush things. She immediately changed the subject and took Fu Qingjue to continue traveling around Wanzong City, but she was secretly thinking about it.

At this time, Xiao Mian had already fled a hundred miles away and was hiding in Taibai Tower in Tianmen District.

The sword that drew blood just now was naturally Xiao Mian's deliberate move. Otherwise, let alone Fu Qingjue, who was new to the practice, even Bai Zhenzhen would not have been able to hurt Xiao Mian. Thinking about Bai Zhenzhen's sophistication, she must have suspected or even confirmed that the person just now was Xiao Mian, and this was what Xiao Mian wanted Bai Zhenzhen to do.

The seeds have been planted, it just depends on when they will sprout...

Fu Qingjue is just a young boy, how can he be the opponent of that witch Bai Zhenzhen? We need to find a way to get this stupid boy out of this matter!

Otherwise, if there was anything wrong with that kid, not only would he not be able to explain it to Fu Qingqiong, but he would not be able to speak to the sect and Dan Qiusheng. Moreover, if that kid was used as a spearman by Bai Zhenzhen, he would be at a loss as well. , no longer free.

With this in mind, Xiao Mian has listed Fu Qingjue as a key person to take care of.

But at this moment, the figure flashed, and Bai Qiye quietly sat down.

"Seventh Master, are you satisfied with the sixth-level spiritual wine flowing with golden liquid?"

"It's not satisfactory! Here! These are the extra spiritual stones!" As he spoke, Bai Qiye had already thrown a storage bag to Xiao Mian, which Xiao Mian had given him to participate in the auction. At the auction, Bai Qiye only spent 100,000 yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones to bid for the pot of flowing Qiong gold liquid, but he even dismissed the "Sea-Treading Technique". After taking the storage bag and weighing it for a moment, Xiao Mian smiled bitterly: "I really have to thank Mr. Bai Qi!"

"What? One hundred thousand middle-grade spiritual stones are enough to make you feel distressed? Oh! You stingy man, drink some cold water!"

"..., Master Qi, you are really the number one loser in Wan Zong City!"

"Thanks for the compliment!"

Xiao Mian smiled bitterly when he heard this. Faced with Bai Qiye's stubborn temper, all his strategies seemed to be on the ball and had no impact.

"You kid, be careful, don't play with fire and burn yourself! At the previous auction, not only Bai Laoer came to the scene in person, but also the four great bachelors of the Bai family's Longtuge showed up together. If Lord Bashan really went, I'm afraid he would never come back. It’s obvious that the Bai family already hates you and Lord Bashan. It’s better not to be caught by them.”

"Mr. Bai Er? The four great bachelors of Longtuge?"

"Bai Lao'er himself is a top-level Jindan cultivator. The four great scholars of Longtuge are the four people with the highest cultivation levels in the Bai family's inner courtyard. Their cultivation is above the high-level Jindan class. Among them, the old dragon Bai Haoping is The old guy from my uncle generation has a cultivation level that can be called a quasi-Nascent Soul!"

The relationship between the quasi-Nascent Soul cultivator and the Nascent Soul Ancestor is somewhat similar to the relationship between the fake elixir monks and the powerful Jindan cultivators. They are the strongest combat power under the Nascent Soul Ancestor.

Bai Qiye's words made Xiao Mian's face change. Fortunately, he first used the "Sea-Treading Technique" to stabilize Lord Bashan, and then used a pot of sixth-level spiritual wine to bribe Bai Qiye. Otherwise, if the Bai family's If the plan succeeds, then Lord Bashan will never return.

"I dare to ask Master Qi: What can I do to prevent the Bai family from killing me?"

"You kid, what are you planning?"

"That's right! Your third niece, Miss Bai Zhenzhen, seems to have discovered my identity, but recently I have something to do and I have to go to the Bai family in person..."

"That girl Zhen Zhen? Ha! You kid..., wait! Are you going to enter the Bai family?" Suddenly putting away his gloating expression, Bai Qiye stared at Xiao Mian closely. After Xiao Mian nodded, he suddenly asked : "For Qingping and Jintang's marriage?"

This time, it was Xiao Mian's turn to be surprised. He did not expect that the Bai Qiye in front of him, who seemed to be a gamer, wild and uninhibited, was actually so concerned about the affairs of the Bai family.

"I watched Qingping and Jintang grow up. Although I broke out when they were young, I have always paid attention to their affairs. It goes without saying that Jintang has a bright future with dual cultivation of Dharma and Body; That girl Qingping..." Hey!" With a sigh, Bai Qiye took the rare teapot on the table, poured himself a drink, and said to himself: "Qingping and Jintang may be in love, but Jintang Tang is definitely not Qingping’s ideal husband!”

"I met Miss Qingping before. It seems that she is not optimistic about this marriage, but she insists on marrying into the Bai family. Master Qi, do you know why?"

"Why? Humph!"

With a cold snort, Bai Qiye opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Xiao Mian secretly thought that it was a pity. Obviously Master Bai Qi knew something inside, but because it involved the Bai family's inside story, he refused to tell him easily.

After that, Master Bai Qi lost his spirits, drank the spiritual tea in the cup, and then left.

Xiao Mian didn't force him to stay, after all, he couldn't keep Bai Qiye either.

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Mian went down from Taibai Tower and walked out of Taibai Residence, only to see a familiar figure not far away. The man was standing in the sun, with his hands clasped together and a smile on his face.

"Little monk, long time no see!"

"Donor Xiao, are you okay?"

That person was the young monk who had disappeared for many days. Xiao Mian was not wearing a human skin mask at this time. In fact, even if he was wearing it, the young monk could still find him.

"Young monk, you want to see me for something?" Xiao Mian was just casually polite, but after carefully looking at the young monk, he was surprised to see that although his aura was still at the top level of the foundation building stage, the feeling around him was more peaceful, and he couldn't help but Surprised: "Little monk, I haven't seen you in these days, why are you... becoming more and more ordinary?"

"Almsgiver Xiao is indeed very discerning! Let's chat while we walk! The reason why I, the young monk, traveled across mountains and rivers to Nanyue Prefecture is to admire the grand scene of Buddha's light in Tianlong Temple, and at the same time to see the peerless style of the younger generation of fellow practitioners in Nanyue Prefecture. Then Bai Jintang is certainly stunning, but I am so lucky to meet a person like Donor Xiao!”

"Little monk, when did you, a Buddhist, learn to flatter others like this? If you have anything to say, just say it. We can count as sharing the same trouble!"

"Actually, it's not a big deal. In my humble opinion, Donor Xiao will be leaving Wan Zongyuan soon, right? I wonder if Donor Xiao is interested in traveling to Zhongzhou?" Seeing Xiao Mian stunned, the young monk explained: "South Vietnam If you want to go to Zhongzhou, if there is no cross-state teleportation array, it is inevitable to transfer to Western Shu State. Buddhas and ghosts are in charge of Western Shu State. There is a pure land of bliss, and there are also ghosts and monsters. If Donor Xiao doesn't mind, I am willing to be my guide!"

"This..., thank you young monk for your kind invitation. If Mr. Xiao comes to Xishu Prefecture in the future, he will definitely go to your 'little temple' to have a good time!"

Although he didn't know why the young monk suddenly became enthusiastic towards him, Xiao Mian readily agreed to the idea of ​​not hitting the smiling person. As for whether we can meet this weird little monk in Xishuzhou in the future, it is unknown.

"Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. In the temple, there was an old monk and a young monk..."

But at this moment, a nursery rhyme sounded from behind the two of them. The two of them looked back and saw an old man following behind them, holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth. It was he who sang the nursery rhyme. Xiao Mian was fine, but the young monk's expression changed slightly, and then he saw him adjusting his clothes and bowing to the old man.

"Junior young monk, I have met the old senior!"