When people were in Qin, they changed the world by reading entries.

The carriage slowly stopped.

Jimoxi was standing in front of the gate with his family at this moment, waiting.

As early as last night, he received a letter from Jimoyun in advance and knew that they were coming back. Although they were

unable to invite the Confucian Xun Xun Fuzi this time, it was also expected by him, so they were not too disappointed.

On the contrary, when he learned from the letter that the two had invited a master of the Taoist Heavenly Sect, he was very surprised in his heart. Compared to the

Confucian Xun situation, the disciples of the Heavenly Sect are even more difficult to invite.

What's more, he was still invited to be a personal disciple of the Northern Underworld Master, and he was a generational existence with Xun Cheng, how could he not like this?

Maybe they, the Mo Clan, would be able to take advantage of this opportunity to make friends with the Heavenly Sect.

Even if he didn't have any utilitarian purpose in mind, the opportunity to make friends with such a top sect was extremely rare, and he would definitely not miss it.

Bai Yuan stepped off the carriage and saw so many people standing here, he and Han Fei glanced at each other, and saw a smile in Han Fei's eyes.

Obviously, he knew very well that these people were all here for Bai Yuan.

Everyone stepped forward, and Moyun took the initiative to introduce it.

"Father, these are the ones I mentioned to you in the letter, this is Mr. Bai Yuan and Miss Ning Yan of the Taoist Heavenly Sect, and this is Han Fei, a senior disciple of Xun Fuzi."

Jimoxi nodded slightly after hearing this, and showed a smile to Bai Yuan.

"Yesterday I got a letter to learn that Mr. Bai Yuan was coming to my birthday banquet, which really made me so happy that I didn't sleep all night, I have prepared a dinner party, wash the dust for a few of you, please come in quickly."

When Bai Yuan saw Jimoxi looking so enthusiastic, he was a little uncomfortable.

Seeing this scene, Han Fei hid to the side and secretly laughed.

Soon, they were welcomed into the house.

Bai Yuan took the opportunity to look at the environment inside, mainly to find the spirit objects he saw before, but he didn't find anything abnormal, and he could only suppress the doubts in his heart for the time being.

After a sumptuous dinner, Jimoxi considered that they had been in the carriage for a day, so he didn't leave them to chat for too long, so he let people take them to the guest room to rest.

Interestingly, they have prepared two guest rooms.

One is for Han Fei, and the other is for Bai Yuan and Condensation.

After all, in the eyes of Jimoxi and others, Ning Yan was just a maid beside Bai Yuan, but her status might be higher, so she did not specially prepare a third room.

Han Fei smiled on the side, and then yawned, looking a little tired indeed.

"Uncle Junior, I'll go to rest first, and you guys should rest early!"

He specially accentuated his tone on the words "early", and immediately slipped away after speaking, for fear that if he was one step late, he would be caught by Bai Yuan and taught a lesson.

As soon as Han Fei left, Bai Yuan and Ning Yan glanced at each other, and then also pushed open the wooden door and entered the room.

Looking at the environment inside, the two were a little silent for a while.

The décor in the room looks quite elegant, with a low wooden desk on the right near the door, and a bed large enough for two people on the left.

Bai Yuan walked to the edge of the desk, put Xue'er down, and coughed lightly twice, breaking the silent situation.

"I'm going to practice tonight, if you want to rest, sleep first!"

After saying that, he sat down cross-legged, and after taking a Qi Nourishing Pill, he directly entered the state of cultivation.

Ning Yan saw that Bai Yuan actually cultivated directly, stepped forward to pick Xue'er up, and then sat on the bed and looked at him.

After discovering that he had really entered the state of cultivation, a smile appeared at the corner of Ning Yan's eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his heart felt a little warm.

Picking Cher up and setting it aside, Condensation reached out to untie the strap, removed the thick coat on her body, and prepared to go to bed.

So, the sound of crackling sounded in this quiet room.

She put her coat aside, hid under the quilt in her nightgown, and hugged Xue'er over.

Lying on the bed, Ning Yan hugged Xue'er sideways, and one person and one cat looked at Bai Yuan like this.

I don't know how long it took, she gradually felt a sense of sleepiness hit her, so she slowly closed her eyes and went to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Bai Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, and he sensed a special force approaching here, and a large amount of black aura poured in from outside the room, quickly covering the entire room.

Shrouded in black qi, everything in front of Bai Yuan's eyes turned gray and white, and the environment he was in changed from a guest room to an empty ancient battlefield.

Condensing Yan and Xue'er's figures disappeared completely, and even the peach blossom sword he had placed on the desk before was gone.

Not far in front of him, a man holding a long sword with a blue and black body appeared and could not see his true face.

He immediately determined that this was indeed the Anti-Scale Sword Spirit, and it seemed that his previous conjecture was true.

It's just that he didn't expect that the sword spirit actually came to the door first.

"What a magical means, actually directly created a space!"

In this case, Bai Yuan did not worry about his safety, but sighed at the strength of this sword spirit.

This kind of power is more powerful than the Taoist Heaven and Earth Loss of Color, and actually directly separates him from the outside world, like an enchantment, Heaven and Earth Loss and this comparison are really just miscellaneous soldiers.

The anti-scale sword spirit raised his long sword, pointed at Bai Yuan, and killed him with a little foot.

Seeing this, Bai Yuan's right hand shook and a scroll fell out of his sleeve. He held the scroll in his hand, as

if holding a dagger, his mind moved slightly, and a golden aura instantly enveloped his body, using the scroll as the hilt, and a golden long sword appeared in his hand.

This is the so-called gathering of books into a blade, and above the sword body, you can faintly see some Confucian classic quotations.

"See the power of knowledge!"

Bai Yuan raised his hand and swung out a sword, and the Haoran Qi instantly burst out, forming a majestic sword qi. The sword qi and

the anti-scale sword spirit collided, and there was a stalemate, the sword qi dissipated, and the sword spirit was also knocked back.

Bai Yuan saw that the golden aura had burned his arm.

But the next moment, the sword spirit just stroked his arm, and the wound healed, and Bai Yuan was a little stunned when he saw it.

After healing the wound, the sword spirit attacked him again, and Bai Yuan also raised his sword to block it.

The black Yin Qi protected his body, allowing him to resist the Haoran Righteous Qi on Bai Yuan's body in a short time.

After several consecutive moves, it was difficult for the two sides to distinguish the victory or defeat for a while.

Seeing another sword slash, a smile appeared at the corner of Bai Yuan's mouth, and he tapped his feet lightly, and he stepped forward to make a horizontal sword resistance movement. But the sword

blade condensed by the Haoran Qi in his hand suddenly disappeared, and the anti-scale sword spirit did not react at once, and the anti-scale that should have collided with Bai Yuan's sword suddenly fell short.

At this moment, Bai Yuan had already staggered to the left rear of the sword spirit, and he held the scroll and stabbed it on the sword spirit's waist without hesitation, and then once again used the book to form a blade.

The golden air blade instantly skyrocketed, piercing through the body of the sword spirit.

Injured by Haoran Qi again, the Anti-Scale Sword Spirit immediately dissipated and disappeared, distancing itself from Bai Yuan.

When he reappeared, he was already more than ten meters away, and at this moment, there was still a big hole in his body, and the Haoran Qi attached to it fought with the black qi on his body, making it difficult for the wound to heal.

"How about this trick?"

Bai Yuan smiled, he suddenly discovered the joy of using air blades.

In a way, the scroll he uses is similar to the nameless lightsaber.

Can be long or short, can be large or small. The

anti-scale sword spirit stared at him for a long time, but finally did not continue to fight, and gradually disappeared under Bai Yuan's gaze.