The First Beastmaster of the Nine Realms

Chapter 114 The Bronze Crane Tells a Story ([-])

The air seemed to stand still.

After a while, Tong He opened his mouth again: "Then let's talk."

Jian Baisan said bluntly: "I came here this time, I have two questions to ask my brother, I wonder if my brother can help me."

Tong He looked at her quietly again, and suddenly let out a laugh: "So I can't be called Luo Xiaoyu, please, you came to me on your own initiative. Why are you so nervous? Take out a chair and let us brothers and sisters sit down." Let's chat."

Song Tai walked far away with insight and squatted down.

"Who is the murderer who killed you, brother? Also, why?"

"You have already guessed, Junior Sister." The figure wrapped in the black mist sat on the chair like a boneless body, and slumped into a pool: "You are the disciple of the old man Sheyang, and you can still find this place all the way. Not an easy task."

"To know why I am here, you not only have to know that I am dead, but you have to have a position. I don't believe you don't know."

Even though he had already guessed the truth, Jian Baisan still found it quite difficult when he said this: "The person who attacked you, Senior Brother, and that Junior Sister Sun just now, who harmed you and suppressed you here is Xiong Bing Well."

"That's right. You're very smart." Tong He said, "It's for the "Fen Yuan Yu Yu Jing"."

"So, Xiaoliu Cave"

"Haha, let me guess." Tong He didn't let Jian Baisan continue, "He is sitting very big in the sect right now?"

"He is the Great Elder."

"It seems that the people in Xiaoliu Cave like his voting certificate very much."

The atmosphere fell silent again.

"How about it, do you want to hear about it? What happened back then?" Tonghe said, "I haven't talked to anyone for a long time, and my mouth is itchy."

While speaking, Jian Baisan saw the huge black mist shrink around him again.

After thinking about it, she took out the Soul Destiny Net.

"Hey hey hey! What are you doing? If you don't want to hear it, just say you don't want to hear it! If you're embarrassed to refuse, shake your head, I don't understand!" The copper crane floated away from the chair like a black mouse.

"That's not what it means." Jian Baisan held the net in his hand, quite at a loss, "What I mean is, brother, why don't you go back with me, I'll find a way to sneak into the sect and let you meet Brother Xiaoyu face."

"Don't go." Tong He said bluntly, "You just use this? It's so shabby. Besides, why did you go back secretly? Have you betrayed the sect?"

".I have nothing else. I didn't betray the sect. I came out from the back cliff."

"It sounds like you've been working so hard, life is wonderful." Tong He seemed to have found his psychological balance, and said, "I'm not kidding you, but I can't get out."

"My soul was bound to the coffin and the corpse with the formation of Xiaoliu Cave. Now I broke the formation and walked out. This black mist is the source of my ability to talk to you now. Within its range, my soul You can stay."

"Well, thank you brother, you explained it very clearly, I know what this black mist is."

Shouldn't the focus be on the fact that he will also disappear when the black mist disappears?Why is she acting like she doesn't understand at all!So dumb!It feels like Luo Xiaoyu's comprehension ability is not half that of Luo Xiaoyu's! !
".Okay." Tong He sighed, and said helplessly: "Then you can pretend that I am telling a story. This matter may also have something to do with your safety. I will try my best to start from the beginning. Just listen."

It was a summer.

"Grandpa Xiong!" Before the horse stopped, Tong He jumped off the back of the little gourd, looking very chic.

There are five colors of bright robes embroidered with silver thread, which is dazzling under the sunlight. He is a good young man, like a big peacock.If you look carefully, you can see that the jade pendant on this man's waist has four colors.

Before he entered the yard, he yelled loudly: "I'm back, the little gourd is grazing, thank you for your spirit beast! I brought you and Xiaoyu some good things, and the good wine you named !"

Xiong Binge stood expressionlessly at the gate of the yard, stroked his white beard, and said, "Shut up! Xiaoyu is standing in the backyard to practice swords, don't let him be distracted."

Tonghe ignored Xiong Binge's serious expression and said, "The roast duck is hot, I'll go and clean up the table."

"The table isn't in the backyard?" Xiong Binge blew his beard and stared, and pulled the copper crane back by the collar: "Don't think I don't know your little tricks!"

"Oh, you are accommodating and he has already built the foundation, right?"

"Accommodating! He has to finish training today, and there is still half a quarter of an hour, and he can't advance a minute or a second. What a shame to run around with you every day!"

"Okay, okay," Tonghe said, "Then I'll give you your things first!"

He took out a ring and stuffed it to Xiong Binge, and while he was not paying attention, he turned around and ran towards the backyard.

"Let him make up twice the time next time! Remember to return my ring!"

Xiong Binge finally couldn't hold back anymore, a crack appeared on his serious face, and he laughed and cursed: "I'm not greedy for your little things!"

He carefully changed the jar of wine into his own ring, and planned to return the snake-shaped ring to him later when the three of them had dinner together.

to the backyard.However, he found that there were not only two roast ducks on the table, but also a bowl of noodles. The appearance was not very good, and it was obvious that someone had just made it.

Luo Xiaoyu was usually a quiet and gentle child with a thin skin.Facing Xiong Binge's probing eyes, his face turned red.

Only then did Xiong Binge know that if this kid was asked to practice, not only did he not practice, but he went to make noodles.

His face sank.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry!" Tong He said quickly: "I worked for my father some time ago, and I saw your file. Today is your 150th birthday. Luo Xiaoyu said that the custom over there is to be a full year old Birthdays are coming soon, and it just so happens that he was also promoted to Foundation Establishment, so I wanted to celebrate together."

"Thank you Master for teaching me," Luo Xiaoyu said, "Without Master, I would not be where I am today. This is the longevity noodles I made for Master."

"Those things of mortals." Xiong Binge was not sensitive to the things of mortals, but when he looked into the clear eyes of a young man, he couldn't say anything.

"What are you still standing for?" he said.

The two smiled and looked at each other, Tonghe said: "It's more than that! Guess what I'm going to do to help my father?"

Before Xiong Binge could answer, Tonghe took out something and handed it to Xiong Binge: "This time the elder promotion, you have been promoted to the second-level elder! Please specially ask me to bring you back the elder card!"

Xiong Bing'e took it in a daze, he couldn't believe his eyes.

He has no ability to manage things, withdrawn and boring.The strength is also very average. Although the spirit beast is very beautiful, it is basically useless except for running fast.The life span of Zhuji is only two hundred, but he has never made any progress. Therefore, he has been sitting in the position of the lowest third-level elder for almost 100 years.

How could he not be happy about such good news? !

This not only means that his status has risen to a higher level, but also means that his cultivation resources will also rise to another level!
Aside from being happy, a trace of sourness inevitably flowed through his heart:
Tonghe and Luo Xiaoyu have played together since they were young. Xiong Binge's kindness to Tonghe is not only his own sincerity, but also a lot of performance elements-he knows that Tonghe is the only son of the suzerain.

Over the years, Tonghe has helped him move to this single Elder Peak on the grounds that "there are too many elders living here, so it's boring for me to play with Xiaoyu", and today he found the position of a second-level elder for him.

What his master said back then, "Mortals kneel down, the emperor goes down" is so far away that he has spent a hundred years, and he is still relying on the relationship of the younger generation to exchange spirit stones-how shameful and despicable!
However, he is still grateful.

At least something is in hand, isn't it?
The hope of being promoted to Jindan is also higher, isn't it?
At the end of the day, he received the mission of the sect, and rode his spirit beast, the Xueyan Colt called Little Gourd, down the mountain.

Then, someone stopped him: "Your horse is very beautiful, how can you sell it?"

These words changed his life.

(End of this chapter)