C55 (2/2)

”Master! — You're concocting medicine again!” A black shadow flashed, and the man in black from before was already in the yard.

When the old man heard the voice, his eyebrows slightly raised, but he didn't raise his head. His nose snorted, and then he continued fiddling with it.

”Ah, master, your disciple has come to see you.” The person walked to the table and sat down. He took out a bag and placed it on the table. After which, he stared at 'ancestor Bai Shan' and smiled. The person who had come was precisely from the Southern Palace.

”Ai, master, I brought you some good things today.” Saying this, he opened the package, ”This is the 1000-year-old ginseng that you got from the Changbai Mountain specially for you, haha — —” With a shake, a pile of white and fat ginseng poured out.

”Humph! — Come on —” Finally, Patriarch White Mountain stood up. He shook the broken object in his hand and glared at South Palace City.

”It's rare to see a master like me again, hmph!” The ancestor slowly moved the contents of the large pot onto the small jar on the table. Then it was sealed.

”Ah, Master, I've come to see you, and you're still angry at me! — Master, you have to take care of your body!” Southern Palace City had a hint of a smirk on its face.

”Humph!” My old bones are still strong! No need to force your heart! ”Take care of yourself!” The White Mountain Grandmaster said without looking back. He then grabbed a handful of flowers and plants from the ground and put them into the jar to stir it up.

”Ugh!” NanGong Cheng seemed to have nothing else to say, so he stood up and looked around.

”Eh? ”Master —” NanGong Cheng seemed bored to death, after a while, he turned around and asked Patriarch Bai Shan, ”Where did you say Third Brother is?”

The ancestor's hand paused for a moment. ”I don't know!” He snorted and then went back to his own work. ”You've caused him too much!” he suddenly blurted out.

”Er —!” NanGong Cheng stuck out his tongue, and slowly sat back down at the table, watching his Master busy herself without saying another word.

”I have to go practice. I'll ask Grandpa Li to cook dinner later …” After a long while, the ancestor seemed to have finished his work. He walked into the house with a small jar in his hand.

”Hehe, you busy master! — I'll take care of it myself, hehehe —” A strange expression flashed across the eyes of the South Palace City disciple when he saw his master enter the house. He then extended his body and flew towards the entrance of the cave …

”Ancestor Bai Shan” came to the middle room and opened the door. Inside was a small space about half the height of a person. Patriarch White Mountain reached his body in and pressed his hand on the opposite wall. With two cracking sounds, a door appeared and he entered in a flash. The door closed again.

After ten steps, the ancestor arrived before a stone door. He placed his right hand on the stone door and opened it.

There was no light inside! A wave of cold wind blew over! Patriarch White Mountain took out the fire and wiped it off. It immediately brightened up a bit. He entered the house and took out the fire to wrap around it. The room immediately lit up!

This was a stone chamber with a circumference of three Zhang. Besides a round hole with a diameter of six inches at the top, the walls were completely airtight! There was a large pine oil lamp pot burning on the wall.

The ancestor closed the stone door and placed the jar on the ground. Suddenly, a black shadow shot down from the top of the round hole and landed in the palm of Ancestor Bai Shan. He was still flopping with all his might — it was actually a large bat!

Patriarch White Mountain stretched out his right thumb and swiped at the bat's neck with his long fingernail. Blood spurted out and dripped into the jar. Slowly the fluttering bat stopped moving.

Ancestor Bai Shan raised his right hand and the bat in his hand shot out and disappeared into the round hole!

Patriarch White Mountain carried the jar to a large black stone slab beneath the stone wall and sat down cross-legged. He then put his hand into the pot and started fiddling with it. He grabbed a pot and put it in his mouth. It was an herb that had just been tampered with outside. Currently, the bat's blood was dripping down his palm. Patriarch White Mountain was chewing on it with his tongue out and constantly licking his palm. It looked extremely bloody and terrifying! In a moment, he had eaten all the food in the jar!

Putting down the jar, the ancestor raised his arms and closed his eyes.

Before long, they only saw Patriarch White Mountain's face turn blood-red, and his pair of blood-red hands light up! A white mist gradually rose from the top of his head. The mist became denser and denser, as if it was smoke rising straight up into the sky.

Suddenly, he split up his palms, turned his right palm into a half-circle, and made a claw with his five fingers. He swiped in the air, and with a continuous ”chi chi” sound, the finger marks on the wall in front of him disappeared in a flash. Patriarch Bai Shan's hands kept clawing in the air, and there were more and more scratches on the wall.

The hand that was grabbing in the air suddenly stopped. His brows were tightly knitted together and beads of sweat began to seep out from his forehead. His expression was one of pain! His hands also retracted and stood in front of his chest with his palms facing up and down... ” Chi chi … A light sound rang out, and the stone door quietly opened. In that instant, a white light seeped into the room.

Patriarch White Mountain's eyebrows shot up. The corners of his mouth moved, but he didn't make a sound! He quickly waved his hands, and sweat flowed down his face like rain …

A black shadow blocked the light coming from the door. Whisper.

As if a gale was blowing, two black sleeves shot out like arrows from the door towards the opposing ancestor. The two golden birds on the sleeves shone dazzlingly in the light of the oil lamp. They instantly flew in front of the ancestor.

White Mountain Ancestor's eyes were still tightly shut, but his palms suddenly shot towards the incoming sleeves!

The two large birds that were shooting at him, as though they were being held by the neck, suddenly rose upside down in the air, then turned and flew towards the door!

Hmm?!” With a stuffy groan, a shadow flashed, and a black sleeve brought along the sound of wind and thunder, once again charging towards the ancestor! ”Like a dark cloud, it immediately surrounded Patriarch White Mountain!