Raiders White Moonlight Master

What Shan Yuan handed over to his friends in the city defense army that day was a resignation memorial. When it was presented to the emperor, the emperor was not as angry as he imagined, but kindly granted it.

The promising young general resigned automatically when his official career was good. This has never happened since the founding of the Cangxuan Kingdom. The people in Xuandu City all speculated whether the young general Shan had taken the wrong medicine.You must know that it takes several lifetimes for an official to be born in the family of ordinary people. Shan Yuan was born as the young master of the Hou family. Now that his father has passed away and he quits the court, the Shan family line will be completely wiped out.

Shan Yuan didn't care what other people said, when his father was buried in the ground, the gate of the Hou Mansion was closed, and he walked out of the city with his bundle.

At that time, a group of young people in blue clothes and swords passed by an inn in the wilderness. Among them were men and women, most of whom looked good.This group of people spent a lot of money and served a large table full of food and wine.

As the boss, Shen Baixing sits on the soft couch in front of his window to watch the scenery every day, sometimes it takes a whole day to watch it, and he doesn't feel bored.

The voices of men and women talking fell into Shen Baixing's ears.

One of them said: "Eldest brother, you said that the master arranged for us to go down the mountain this time. Why?"

The person called senior brother was wearing a blue coat, with a section of white collar protruding from his neck, and a jade pendant hanging from his waist.He was the prettiest among this group of people, and replied: "Master naturally has Master's intentions, how about his old man, we can actually guess."

"Brother, sister is just asking casually, don't scare her."

"Second Senior Brother, Senior Brother is right, don't contradict him for me."

The person called Senior Brother waved his hand, looking very approachable, "Senior Brother just said too harshly, Junior Sister, don't worry about it. We are going to Qing'an Town on this trip, not only to calm the evil spirits there, but also to exercise ourselves. Before leaving, Master told me to take good care of all my juniors and juniors, Master still cares about you very much as an old man."

When the brothers and sisters heard it, it turned out that the usually strict master cared so much about them, and they should behave themselves as disciples so as not to embarrass the master.In an instant, the monks who were dispensable to this mission just now became extremely serious.

That appearance made Shen Baixing, who was on the second floor opposite, thought about it. It turned out that what the lion cat said was true. The master is a very respected profession, and doing anything casually is enough to move the apprentice himself.

Shen Baixing looked at the sky and realized that it was time for him to take a nap. With a wave of his hand, he built a barrier that shielded the sound from the outside world.He still walked slowly towards the bed, completely ignoring the impact of that move just now.

"Brother, did you feel the fluctuation of spiritual power just now?"

Eldest brother Bai Chang held his saber, looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on the second floor opposite, saying, "Someone is casting a spell."

All the younger brothers and younger sisters suddenly stood up and drew their swords in unison, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

With a bang, Bai Chang put the teacup heavily on the table, and said coldly: "Put down the sword for me."

When everyone sat down obediently, Bai Chang continued: "It's just a small shielding technique, you don't need to make a fuss! You are usually too inexperienced, don't lose face to our sect if you spread it."

"Elder brother," a female monk in blue with a hosta on her head said with a smile, "Anyway, people don't know which sect we belong to, so it's not shameful."

Bai Chang had no choice but to say, "...Junior Sister."

"Okay, okay, big brother, we all know, so don't be so stern."

"There are monks in this place, do you want to go to the meeting?"

"Don't cause trouble, if you can't beat them, you have to let us help you."

The person who was said was not happy, "I didn't say that I would cause trouble, and besides, there is still a senior brother. He is the only disciple in our sect who is about to enter the golden core stage. What are he afraid of?"

"Okay, don't talk about it, Elder Brother will talk about you again later."

"Hmph, no."

"..."

Before Shan Yuan entered the inn, he heard chirping and chirping sounds from inside.He tied the horse to the porch pillar at the door, and when he passed by Bai Chang's table, he took a few glances and walked towards the backyard.

Bai Chang watched Shan Yuan go up to the second floor opposite, he picked up the teacup and blew the tea leaves on the surface of the water, and drank slowly.

Someone saw the direction Shan Yuan was walking in. The second senior brother was at the second level of foundation building and his cultivation level was higher than Shan Yuan's. His intuition told him that Shan Yuan was not powerful at all, so he immediately said: "Don't argue, that person's cultivation base It is estimated that it is only the second level of Qi training."

"Ah?" The monk who was still clamoring to go to the reunion just now showed disdain on his face, "It's not as strong as me, forget it, I might as well drink more tea with my junior sister when I have this time."

"Then you'd better go, I want to drink tea with senior brother."

The inn's side is talking hotly, but Shan Yuan's side is quiet.He first went to Shen Baixing's room, and found that he was sleeping. After gently closing the door from the outside, he returned to his room and began to meditate.

After entering meditation, Shan Yuan's five senses became more sensitive, and Bai Chang's gang did not deliberately lower their voices, resulting in the conversation being heard clearly in Shan Yuan's ears.Shan Yuan didn't want to talk to each other at first, but he couldn't bear others talking about Shen Baixing, his master, such a powerful master, why should he be treated as a chat after dinner by others, and still have such a disgusting tone.

The more Shan Yuan practiced, the more restless he became, he simply opened his eyes, picked up Po Yan, and walked downstairs.

In the inn lobby, a group of monks in blue watched Shan Yuan get closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of them.

The little junior sister said: "Are you the owner of this inn?"

"No."

"Then why are you looking for us?"

"You guys are talking too loudly, it's disturbing my ears." Shan Yuan's expression was rather bad, and he was holding the sword tightly with his fingers.

The younger junior sister is the second most favored under the senior brother in the master's school, and her tone is also aggressive, "What do you want to do? Do you want to fight?"

"No, I'm just here to tell you that it's not a gentleman's job to talk about others behind their backs."

"Brat, who are you talking to?! Do you know which sect we are from?"

Shan Yuan sneered, "I don't care which sect you have, but you are not allowed to talk about my master."

"Huh? Master, do you know that only monks with high cultivation can be called masters?"

Shan Yuan laughed back in anger, and drew his sword first.

The waiter in the shop was very winking, seeing that Shan Yuan was going to fight with these customers, he hurried to the second floor to call Shen Baixing.Shen Baixing slept soundly, when someone dug him out of the bed, his face was like sinking water.

After describing the situation, the waiter quickly slipped away, lest Shen Baixing's face would freeze him to death.

Shen Baixing flew down from the second floor gracefully, and he walked towards the inn lobby without haste.When I saw Bai Chang's group of guys dressed up, I couldn't help but think of something.

Sword energy was everywhere in the inn, and spiritual power was scattered. Shan Yuan was only at the first level of Qi training, so the junior sister came to fight.Bai Chang and others sat on the sidelines and watched the battle.

"Master." Shan Yuan turned around and saw Shen Baixing entering the door, he quickly pulled away, with a shallow sword wound on his arm, and came to Shen Baixing's side.

At first, Bai Chang felt that what his junior brother said was right, and that Shen Baixing's cultivation level was very low.But when he saw the other party's true face, he couldn't help but took a breath. Even though their disciples of the Lingyun Sect were all good-looking, they were not qualified in front of this white-clothed black-haired monk.

Shen Baixing's demeanor is a bit like his master, when Bai Chang had this awareness, he quickly refuted himself in his heart.His master is the head of the Lingyun Sect, and now he is at the stage of transforming into a god, how could Shen Baixing have more strength than his master.

Bai Chang took a step forward, cupped his hands slightly and said, "May I ask which sect you belong to?"

Shen Baixing said lightly: "There is no school, no sect."

Bai Chang heaved a sigh of relief, having no family and no sect usually means that his strength is not high, and he is a loose cultivator.

But before he let go of his breath, Shen Baixing spoke again, "White clothes match blue clothes, and a green jade pendant hangs on the waist, with patterns unique to the master's school painted on it. Are you disciples of Lingyun Sect?"

Junior Sister: "How do you know?!"

Bai Chang: "... Most of the cultivators know the characteristics of our Lingyun Sect's clothing."

Junior Sister: "..."

"It's really the Lingyun sect," Shen Baixing said to himself, "many years ago, when Lingqing came to see me, I told him that the clothes of your sect have never changed. I think it hasn’t changed yet.”

What he said was so natural that Bai Chang and others were stunned for a moment.After reacting, he scolded angrily: "Is the name of Immortal Lingqing the name that you can directly call?!"

"My master is whom you can point to?!" Shan Yuan saw that Bai used to point his index finger at Shen Baixing, and quickly reprimanded him.He was used to staying in the army, and his voice was more than twice as loud as Bai Chang's.

The apprentice's thunderous voice made Shen Baixing's ears hurt, and at the same time he felt that the apprentice was not in vain, he said, "Master is weak, so please keep your voice down."

Shan Yuan: "Yes..." His master can split a mountain with a single sword. Does this mean his body is weak?

Shen Baixing said in his heart, "Why do I feel that he is being wronged? Could it be that he is saying to his face that he has lost face?"

Lingqing Xianjun is one of the few monks who has entered the Mahayana stage in this land of China, and has a pivotal position in Lingyunzong.Even Bai Chang's master had to avoid the edge when they saw it, let alone Bai Chang and his generation.Immortal Lingqing is the most likely existence of Lingyun Sect to ascend to sainthood. Many disciples in the sect have to bend down to answer him when they see him to show their respect and admiration.

Now, it's disrespectful for Bai Chang and the others to say so lightly without even calling out a title.

The spring sun was warm, shining on Shen Baixing from the window, making him very comfortable.He squinted his eyes, and faded the indifferent aura from his whole body a bit, and with a hint of enjoyment, he said unhurriedly: "Why are the disciples taught by Lingqing less and less disciplined?"

"you!"

"Who are you talking about without rules?! Call Xianjun by his name again, be careful not to be rude to you."

Bai Chang took a deep breath and clasped his hand on the saber.

Seeing this, Shan Yuan pulled Po Yan half an inch out of the scabbard.

Shen Baixing continued: "Well, you are not my opponent, next time I see Lingqing let him take care of you."

"Too deceiving!"

Seeing the person rushing towards him, Shan Yuan wanted to stand in front of him, but was pushed back by his master with a flick of his sleeve.Shen Baixing wanted to use his spiritual power at first, but when he thought of what the lion cat had just told him last night, he changed his mind, took out two pills from the storage ring, and used a little spiritual power to make them explode in the air.

He casually made a mask to protect himself and Shan Yuan, and as the elixir exploded, a scent wafted out of it, and Bai Chang and the others were caught off guard, coughing in the white mist.

By the time Bai Chang realized what this elixir was, he had already inhaled a little, and he said loudly, "No! This is a third-grade elixir that slows down the movement of one's spiritual power, the elixir of stopping!"

Hearing this name, some disciples of the same sect already looked horrified.

Among the immortal cultivators, there are those who refine swords, medicine, and draw symbols, and the things they toss out are also aimed at monks.There are many kinds of spirit pills, but the grades are fixed. The first-grade spirit pills are effective for monks below the fourth level of Qi training, the second-grade spirit pills are in the middle stage of foundation building, the third-grade golden pills are in the early stage, and so on.For the same type of elixir, different cultivators have different refining levels.And the highest level of elixir is the ninth grade, which is said to be aimed at late Mahayana monks.

Bai Chang was overwhelmed. Although he only inhaled a little, his spiritual energy was already not running smoothly.Bai Chang's face was extremely ugly, he gritted his teeth and said, "You sneak attack, you are despicable."

Shen Baixing was scolded, and asked his apprentice seriously, "Is your teacher despicable?"

Shan Yuan told the truth, "No, Master is not wrong, it's their unreasonableness first."

"Since that's the case, let's go back to sleep as a teacher, and I will leave it to you here."

The appearance of Shi Shiran leaving Shen Bai fortunately made Bai Chang almost spit out a mouthful of blood, and the monk was so angry to death!

The author says:

Today's protector, the little wolf dog Shan Yuan, is online