C1281 (1/2)
The next day, the red light shone into the bamboo house and fell on the couch. A colorful butterfly fluttered into the bamboo house, but no delicious flower bud was found and left again.
Bai Xiaobei has recovered a lot after a day's coma. Xianji's resilience is still very strong. The exuberant vitality makes Bai Xiaobei gradually wake up.
After trying to recall for a long time, Bai Xiaobei remembered that he had killed himself and pulled him into an array. Then he felt all sorts of tearing feelings, which almost split him.
”It's a teleportation treasure. Why am I so cheap?”
Bai Xiaobei wanted to slap himself to death. He didn't know where he was.
He quickly picked up the voice stone of Moke, but three news in a row all sank into the sea, and there was no response. Bai Xiaobei turned black and prayed that he would not run to other planets.
Fortunately, after taking out Hun Kui's voice stone, Bai Xiaobei connected to Hun Ku's more than ten channels of information, all asking him how and where to pick him up.
Bai Xiaobei gave back a safe information, told himself that he was not clear, go to find a person to ask and then give him the information.
Hun Kui, who was in the big pot, was suddenly overjoyed and said to the fire, ”it's safe. It's OK. Ha ha. Tell the patriarch and the elder not to look for it in a big way.”
After knowing that Bai Xiaobei was safe, daqizong also quickly recovered his peace. After all, it was impossible for a super master to practice Buddhism without contact information. There was no need to worry about safety.
Thin cypress on the thin white cypress, the whole room is not a thin blue bell, let the mirror ring.
The wounds on his face, arms, neck and thigh have all healed. It's hard for the naked eye to notice. Bai Xiaobei doesn't know whether it's the treatment or his own constitution.
When you open the bamboo door, you can see a green sweet taro. Sweet taro is also a kind of low-grade spiritual plant, but it tastes good and is loved by many monks.
A few colorful butterflies flutter leisurely, sweet taro flowers are green, but they can not stop their instinct, continue to spread pollen.
”Are you awake?”
The old man's voice sounded from a distance. Bai Xiaobei looked at it quickly and found that an old man in green was harvesting mature sweet taro in this sweet potato.
After harvesting the sweet taro in his hand, the old man slowly walked towards Bai Xiaobei with a basket on his back.
The old man looks skinny and frail, but the clear light and golden elixir level strength in his eyes make Bai Xiaobei dare not despise it.
Check, even busy way: ”younger Bai Xiaobei has met the elder.”
The old man waved his hand and said, ”you are welcome. My husband, Hao ranfu, is the leader of this generation of sijimen. Why do Daoyou show up in the wild mountains of sijimen?”
”Four seasons gate?” Bai Xiaobei was surprised that the old man was actually the leader of a sect. At the same time, he also wondered what the four seasons gate was. He asked, ”excuse me, where is the location of this school?”
The old man said with a smile: ”this is Wanze mountain, Duxian cliff, Duxian cliff, which is where our four seasons gate is located, poor mountains and rivers, barely survive.”
Bai Xiaobei hastily recalled it, but he didn't have any impression. He immediately said in embarrassment, ”master, how far is it from daqizong?”
”Da Qi Zong?”
The old man was surprised and looked at Bai Xiaobei. You know, daqizong is a top-level sect, which is not what they can contact with now.
”Don't you know? Xuanhaimen will do
Seeing the old man's expression, Bai Xiaobei thought that he had met an old antique that he didn't even know about.
The old man suddenly looked strange and said, ”daqizong and xuanhaimen are too far away from here. Even the great monk Jindan needs to fly for half a year, which has almost crossed half of the apocalypse.”
There are ten top sects of Qifan star, that is, superior sects. There are hundreds of medium sects, and there are more small sects, thousands of them.
There are too many small sects, whether it's the Xiuzhen family with average strength, or a group of ordinary sects established by scattered cultivation, who are puzzled about the monks who have left the sect and set up their own doors.
”Ah?”
Bai Xiaobei felt dizzy. He had seen the size of Qifan star. He and Heimer had already flown into the sky. As a result, when he approached the big crack in the sky, he could still see the vast area of Qifan star.
A pleasant sound of the copper bell sounded. Hao ranfu, who was chatting with Bai Xiaobei, raised his head and said, ”the sword hole is open. Are you interested in following me to have a look?”
Hao ranfu put down his basket, straightened his clothes, and Shi ran walked toward the cliff.
Bai Xiaobei's eyes brightened when he heard the sword cave. Naturally, he said he would like to see it. He walked along the cliff with Hao ranfu.
In the middle of the period, he saw three of the other friars.Most of these disciples, dressed in green clothes, looked like nondescript. They all stood quietly in a floating in the void, constantly like the entrance of the secret place where the stars and sands flowed, waiting for something quietly.