long night walk

Chapter 879 Daddy looks like a fool

As Bai Li'an said, the next day, Su Guanhai took Su Jing with him, stepped on the fire lotus, and his breath came out.

Only in the eyes of practitioners can one see the sky that is dyed red by the fire of red lotus.

Su Guanhai seemed chic and lazy, but in the past two years, Bai Lian knew about it.

The head of the sect is actually a very busy big man just like his father.

Therefore, he was able to rush here in the early morning, and Baili'an felt a little warm in his heart.

The first time Su Guanhai landed in the courtyard, he saw Bai Lian who pushed the door out.

Su Guanhai, who came here early this morning, was dressed very simply, a very common Confucian shirt scholar's attire.

He came with Su Jing, like a very ordinary father and son among the people.

Even though he heard about everything that happened here from Su Jing, there was still a smile on his face like a spring breeze, without any seriousness, instead it was like a casual chat between meals.

He looked at Bai Lian and said, "Are you having fun these few days?"

Bai Lian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I was very happy on the first day down the mountain."

Su Guanhai nodded, seemingly very satisfied: "That day is Ah Jing's birthday, so I must be happy."

In his tone, he did not hide his love for his child.

"I heard that Zheng Siyan from Guimen's family is here?" Su Guanhai raised his eyes slightly and asked seemingly unintentionally.

There was no imposing tone, the voice was not loud, but it resounded very clearly throughout the Meng residence.

Not long after, Zheng Siyan came to Taxue, and the expression on his face was no longer the aggressiveness and publicity that he had when he first met.

Like a hedgehog, he carefully restrained the thorns all over his body, bowed to Su Guanhai respectfully and said: "Junior Zheng Siyan, I have met Su Zongzhu."

Su Guanhai, who always had a good temper, narrowed his eyes and said very bluntly: "Who told you to come to Guangmeng City?"

A very nonsensical remark made Zheng Siyan slightly taken aback.

Looking at Taixuanzong's dominance of the entire southern power, and Guangmeng City is also under the jurisdiction of Taixuanzong, but after all, he does not have that much right to restrict the right of others to go.

This is not the overbearing Demon Sect.

After a moment of stunned, Zheng Siyan immediately understood that the meaning of his words was not revealed too clearly.

What he really wanted to express was who gave him the courage to find trouble with Bai Li'an in Taixuanzong's situation.

Zheng Siyan frowned secretly, thinking that although Su Guanhai was notorious for protecting his weaknesses.

But this shortcoming of Bailian is not his Taixuanzong's fault, why is he so excited?
"That...that, this junior heard that Guangmeng plum blossoms are beautiful, so I came here to pick them."

He couldn't say in front of this majestic Sect Master Taixuan that he came to take this kid's life.

I have no choice but to pretend to be stupid.

Su Guanhai gave an expressionless expression, then waved to Bai Lian, and said, "Okay, you pick your plums, and we'll go home for dinner first."

Bai Lian couldn't laugh or cry.

at this time……

"Who dares to hurt my disciple..." A majestic voice that shocked the sky came through the air.

In the snowy sky, a huge lightsaber suddenly descended.

The lightsaber didn't intentionally hide its aura, so that most of the people in the city saw this scene very clearly.

Immediately amazed, one after another piously knelt down to worship.

"Immortal... Immortal has come to Guangmeng City!"

"The immortal must have come to eliminate harm for the people and kill evil spirits!"

"Bye! Bye!"

Li Hezong's way of appearing on the stage is much more ostentatious than Su Guanhai.

The huge lightsaber came crashing down, and the roof tiles and bricks of the entire Meng Mansion were blown away by a powerful air current of sword force.

From the lightsaber, an old man with a fairy-like demeanor slowly walked out.

His beard and hair were white, and his white Taoist robe was spotless. Behind him, a burly figure of Shang Hong came out step by step.

The old man's gaze was extremely cold: "Who is Bai Lian?"

Bai Lian stood up: "It's the junior."

The old man sized him up with cold eyes like a knife, and said in a cold voice: "A junior who only seeks the fourth-rank realm dares to be so rampant in controlling ghosts and killing people, causing my apprentice to lose his spiritual root, damn it!"

After the death word settled down, the old man's aura suddenly rose, and his murderous intent rushed towards Bai Li'an as if it was real.

Bai Lian couldn't detect the strength of the old man. The gap between them was too great. To him, the old man was like an unfathomable black hole.

Just relying on the pressure of his realm, he could instantly kill Bai Lian.

Who knows, the momentum is surging away.

Bai Lian was still standing there intact.

The old man's eyes moved, and he let out a slight gasp. He didn't notice the secret movement of the Confucian shirt scholar at the side. He just thought it was Bai Li'an who was playing tricks in the dark.

Then he twitched the corners of his mouth, and said coldly: "No wonder they can control ghosts and kill people. People from the Zhongyou Dynasty still have a bit of knowledge."

Bai Lian glanced at Shang Hong indifferently, seeing that Shang Hong's eyes were a little guilty and dodged, and he didn't dare to look at him at all, and he understood everything in his heart.

He said calmly, "I didn't kill anyone."

The old man's blow was unsuccessful, he only thought that he had lost face, and he was not in a hurry to kill a junior, but squinted his eyes slightly, and started the interrogation with a threatening manner.

"You said you didn't kill anyone, well, the old man asked you, but you raised a kid privately?!"

Bai Lian replied: "I did raise a kid."

The old man's eyes were full of anger: "Then what else do you have to explain!"

Bai Lian was not in a hurry, and was not suppressed by his momentum at all: "Senior's words are serious, there are countless evil spirits in the world, thousands of house ghosts, and I am not the only one who raises little ghosts, so how can I be sure that it is me?" kill."

Su Guanhai looked at Bai Lian with relief in his eyes, thinking that apart from his poor cultivation, this kid is perfect in every aspect.

The old man sternly said: "Boy, you still dare to quibble, my apprentice saw with your own eyes that the little devil you raised killed someone! What else is there to say!"

"Master..."

A soft call came from the side of the quiet corridor.

Everyone searched for their reputation, only to see Shang Ying's face was pale, she was walking with difficulty while holding her heart against the wall.

She first glanced at her elder brother reproachfully, and the disappointment on her face became more and more serious, which made her already decrepit face even more decayed.

Shang Ying coughed in a low voice, the corners of her lips were stained red, she affirmed in a low voice: "This matter has nothing to do with little brother Baili, he is not a murderer."

"What did you say?"

The old man's eyes were cloudy and uncertain, and the worry in his lover's old eyes was fleeting, too fast for people to grasp, because it was replaced by an inexplicable and obscure color.

Bai Lian looked away from the old man's face, and looked at Shang Ying with genuine concern: "The girl is seriously injured, she should go back to the house and rest more."

Shang Ying's eyes seemed to be so gentle forever, even though she didn't look at Meng Zifei with the kind of tenderness that penetrated the bone.

But in those eyes, you can see a cluster of quiet flames beating persistently.

She smiled bitterly and apologetically, and said, "If I continue to rest, I'm afraid my conscience will be disturbed for the rest of my life."

Then she turned her gentle eyes to her master, and said seriously:
"Master, this disciple is not filial. The spiritual root is what the disciple voluntarily gave up. He has nothing to do with others. As for the real murderer, I can testify for little brother Baili that he is innocent."

The parties involved all stood up and spoke, and the old man really couldn't make trouble against Bai Li'an for a while.

It's just that his complexion was extremely ugly at the moment, he looked at Shang Ying with gloomy eyes, and said in a cold tone: "I really taught a good apprentice!"

"I think so too." Su Guanhai suddenly said with a smile.

The old man squinted, looking at Su Guanhai as if he were looking at a mortal ant, thinking that now a kitten or dog would dare to jump out and say anything to a fairy.

Is it true that a fairy has no temper? !

He stood with his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "What kind of thing are you! You dare to comment on the old man's education of his disciples at will."

Zheng Siyan's gaze suddenly became extremely strange.

Bai Lian coughed lowly, turned his face away, and stopped looking at the old man's face.

Although Su Guanhai was known for his good temper, after two years of getting along with him, Bai Lian knew that he was actually very mean.

And stingy people often have revenge.

Sure enough, Su Guanhai narrowed his eyes with joy.

He touched his nose as if nothing had happened, looked at the ancient golden sword behind the old man, and said with a look of surprise and admiration: "This old fairy, the sword behind you can be big or small, and it can also carry people. It looks good." Looks great."

Su Jing glanced at his father expressionlessly, then retreated two steps silently, trotted to Bai Lian's side, covered his cheeks with his hands, and muttered silently: "Daddy looks like a fool..."

Bai Lian couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

The old man has long been used to this kind of eyes of worship from mortals.

He raised his head and said proudly: "Short-sighted! This sword is the inheritance of my sect's mountain-breaking sword, how can it be described in words as simple and powerful."

Su Guanhai's eyes were bright, and he looked like 'Wow, that's amazing. ' Immediately made the old man feel great pride and vanity.

But the old man didn't realize that Su Guanhai's bright eyes were not an illusion, but really bright. In the dark pupils, there was a fire lotus blooming and rising.

The majestic Taixuan Sect Master deliberately pretended to be a curious baby, and asked without shame: "Then dare to ask the old man, your sword is called Kaishan, can you really split even mountains?"

The old man's expression was still proud: "That's natural."

Su Guanhai said innocently: "Then can you kill the lotus?"

Such a sudden question made the old man startled: "Cut what?"

Lotus?
It's ridiculous, how can the old man's sword inherited from the sect be overkill to cut a mere soft little lotus?
The old man couldn't help but blame Su Guanhai when he looked at him.

Where did this heartless scholar come from?

It has been said that this is a divine tool, a magic weapon of immortals, how can it be used to kill lotuses?

Thanks to his nerve, he was able to ask such a silly question.

The old man didn't notice that Zheng Siyan, whom he wanted to please at this moment, was already looking at him with pity, as if saying: There is no hope...

"Since the old fairy doesn't want to answer my question, why don't you just come and try it out." Su Guanhai licked his lips, his eyes eager to try.

The old man ran out of patience and had no time to accompany him crazy. Impatiently, he tilted his head slightly, looked at his apprentice Shang Hong who was attacking the sideways behind him, and said in his usual cold voice:

"This scholar is too noisy, apprentice, drive him out, if he is disobedient, give him some pain... er... what is this?"

Before he turned his eyes completely away, he saw a bright red lotus flame blooming from the golden sword behind him.

With just one glance, the red lotus firework swallowed half of the hilt of the sword under his sluggish gaze.

The old man couldn't help but widen his eyes!

What the hell!

That is the mountain-opening sword inherited from his Lianhe sect!

It is no longer a problem to break a stone and open a mountain. It can be regarded as a top-ranked fairy sword among all the great fairy families. After he raises the sword for another ten years, this sword can produce a treasure that comes from the spirit of the sword.

At this moment, half of the sword hilt was swallowed by a little fire lotus like this?
Not only that, when the old man was so shocked and stupefied, the five-petalled little fire lotus just spread... to the tip of the sword.

The weight of the huge sword behind him has completely disappeared, leaving only an empty leather sword pouch hanging behind him ridiculously, swinging with the wind and snow...

The Sword of Inheritance, just gone?

Disappeared without a trace, without a sound!

Not a single scum left?

The old man was a little confused, and turned to Su Guanhai's direction with a stiff neck.

He saw that ordinary scholar whom he looked down upon, playing with a red five-petaled red lotus in his palm.

He clicked his tongue twice, his eyes playing with taste: "Kaishan sword? Isn't it good? A lotus can't be cut off but it is swallowed by the lotus. Li Xuan, Li Xuan, your skill in raising swords is really comparable to that of Tianxi Sword Sect!" It’s about learning from scriptures.”

Li Xuan is the name of this old man, the current suzerain of the Lihe sect.

The old man took three steps back fiercely, looked at Su Guanhai with a pale and terrified face, finally recognized the origin of the fire lotus, raised his arm tremblingly and pointed at him: "You, you, you!!!"

Immediately afterwards, he quickly realized the identity of this person, and the finger he just pointed out seemed to be licked by the tongue of fire, and he quickly retracted it.

Then he neatly put it behind him, and with a plop, he knelt down without hesitation.

An old face was buried deep in the snow, and he said in a trembling voice: "Li Xuan, the junior, I have met Su Zongzhu!"

Shang Hong's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

Although he had known that Su Jing was the suzerain's son, the victim this time was after all an outsider from the Zhongyou Dynasty.

No matter how good the relationship between Bai Lian and Su Jing was, how could a person of that height come here in person because of a disaster caused by an outsider.

But at this moment, the existence of that Confucian shirt man completely overturned Shang Hong's perception of Bai Li'an.

He secretly glanced at Bai Li'an with a slightly terrified expression, his heart was terrified, and he had the terrible illusion of pressing the wrong treasure.

The many red lotuses in Su Guanhai's palm flickered slightly, but the light was not strong, but it gave people an extremely dangerous feeling, but he said slowly, "Let's get back to the topic, Li Xuan, I really think you are a good disciple. That's right, it's much better than the disciple standing beside you. From what I can see, your current attitude clearly shows that you have cut off your spiritual root, and you don't intend to teach her anymore. Why don't you hand her over to me, Taixuanzong? ?”

(End of this chapter)