He Has a Dragon

When Bai Xiaolou regained his composure, he looked at the old man who was drinking tea and asked seriously: "Master, where should we start next?"

The old man said nonchalantly: "Let's rest for the night and wait until tomorrow morning. The people below will send relevant news over and we will make plans then."

Bai Xiaolou did not question it. The innkeeper who had been diligent in arranging accommodation just now was, without exception, the Tao Te Sect's eyes and ears in Bai Yujing.

With his mind wandering, Bai Xiaolou couldn't help but think about the throne that everyone was talking about on the way here just now.

Although the master has said that hearing is deceptive and seeing is believing, as both young people, Bai Xiaolou inevitably has the desire to compete.

Immediately, Bai Xiaolou showed an expression of undisguised expectation, and said with some excitement: "I hope that the throne is really as outsiders say. In this case, this disciple's journey to the world with you, Master, will be in vain. .”

The old man took another slow sip of hot tea, then put down the teacup in his hand, then glanced at the disciple sitting in front of him, and replied lightly: "If all this is true, then this throne He is your lifelong rival, Lou'er."

Bai Xiaolou showed a proud look and said: "Disciple hopes that the more powerful enemies he has, the better. Otherwise, this martial arts path will be too boring."

The old man was startled for a moment, then showed a helpless expression, and said to himself: "After all, he is still too young. He has been raised in the sect since he was a child and has never suffered any setbacks. I hope that this experience in the world can make this kid truly mature. Get up, after all, I am in the Daode Sect lineage, and the future will depend on him."

With his thoughts turning, the old man looked at Bai Xiaolou and warned him earnestly: "Lou'er, it's good to have confidence in yourself, but don't be overconfident. Otherwise, it will be true to the saying that your heart is higher than the sky and your life is thinner than paper. Yes, do you understand?"

"Uh!" Bai Xiaolou couldn't help but sigh and complained: "Master, your heart is higher than the sky and your life is thinner than paper. It sounds unlucky. It's so difficult for you to always say something to encourage your disciple. ?"

The old man smiled silently at first, then suppressed his smile and said in a deep voice without answering: "Strong enemies are not scary. In everyone's life, as long as they are alive, their biggest enemy will always be themselves. You and I are both." No exception."

Bai Xiaolou put away his relaxed thoughts and replied seriously: "Disciple understands that just like the invasion of external demons every time you break through a bottleneck, it is the process of defeating yourself."

Speaking of this, memories flashed across Bai Xiaolou's star-like eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "When I broke through the two realms of black and yellow, the invasion of external demons I encountered was like being shrouded in a nightmare.

It is impossible to escape forever, life is simply worse than death, and the dangers involved still make the disciple still tremble when he thinks about it. "

The old man showed a look of relief and nodded: "As long as you remember, my disciple, the road to martial arts is to constantly tap your own potential. No outsiders are involved in this. The only way is to overcome your own emotions and desires, which is the process of defeating yourself and transcending the world."

"Beyond the ordinary?" Bai Xiaolou couldn't help but realize something for a moment. He completely lost his mind and fell completely silent.

The old man has long been accustomed to strange things. His disciple is extremely talented, and it is normal for him to fall into this state of enlightenment.

"If the rumors about the Emperor's throne are true, and he comes from a worldly world with no cultivation resources, but can achieve the late stage of martial arts in his twenties, then doesn't it mean that his martial arts talent is more powerful than this disciple of mine?

"Hey, is that an unprecedented monster?"

The old man closed his eyes, curled his lips slightly, and a hint of amusement flashed across his face, thinking that this rumor was too funny.

Thinking of this, although the old man was full of disbelief, he still decided to find out the situation in the White Jade Capital after dawn. Then he could go find the throne and see how good this young man from the secular world was. Mules are horses. When you go out for a walk, seeing is believing...

On such a night, not only did the old man take his most valued disciple Bai Xiaolou to cross the city wall and enter the city, ignoring Bai Yujing's no-fly formation, there were also other martial arts masters who learned about the map of the treasure house of the tomb of the First Emperor Yingzheng. After that, they immediately rushed to Bai Yujing from all directions.

The city lord's palace, located in the middle of the city, was brightly lit, like daylight.

In the underground darkroom of the mansion, Happy Fish, Uncle Ze and Uncle Cang, the twin old servants, stood respectfully behind Mr. Liuzhi, holding their breath and looking at the outline of the white jade capital city in front of them, which looked like a military sandbox.

The four city walls of Bai Yujing, the large and small streets, the rows of teahouses, restaurants and shops, and the rows of residential courtyards, etc., are all mini-shaped, reduced countless times, and everything is placed on the sand table.

The most amazing thing is that the sand table is glittering with various bright spots, some are moving slowly on the streets, while others are stationary in inns, mansions or shops.

Mr. Liuzhi, who had long been able to express his emotions, now looked a little solemn, even ugly, so gloomy that he almost shed tears.

"Sure enough, I am afraid that something will happen. Actually, a heaven-level master actually came to Bai Yujing."

Happy Fish looked down at the small, sparkling scarlet dots in a small house on the sand table, and then cautiously glanced at the back of the master in front of him. He couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart, feeling very helpless. thought.

As for the green dot next to the scarlet dot, which represented the realm of the Mysterious Level, it was immediately ignored by Happy Fish.

After entering from the Baiyujing City Gate, small luminous dots were quickly scattered throughout the city. There were yellow dots representing yellow-level masters, green dots representing Xuan-level masters, and blue dots representing earth-level masters.

But all these were eclipsed by the motionless scarlet dot.

The audible silence in the dark room became heavier and heavier as time passed.

Just when Happy Fish was suppressed and almost out of breath, Uncle Cang standing next to him finally broke the silence and said in a hoarse voice full of bitterness: "Fortunately, the master turned on the monitoring in the city protection array in time, otherwise If you did, you would never have thought that a heaven-level master would come so quickly, it’s really a surprise!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Happy Fish quickly followed up and said: "Master, since we know that a heaven-level master has arrived at Bai Yujing, we still have time to make countermeasures."

Mr. Six Fingers, who was standing at the front, looked away at the scarlet dot that represented a heaven-level master. He turned around and looked at the disciples and old servants behind him. His face was full of bitterness that could not be concealed. Mo Ke helplessly shook his head... …

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