Book Transmigration: A Guide for the Protagonist to Obsess

The branches spread their teeth and claws in the wind, shaking the stone road under the moonlight, mottled and blurred.

Envy stepped towards him step by step, Bai Ze looked at him with a calm expression, unable to grasp his emotions for a moment.

Self-restraint and etiquette, envy of evil like hatred, heart of the world, decent words and deeds, this is the judgment of the people of the Six Paths on envy, so when he sees the scheming city that he carefully hides in the dark, and sees clearly his purpose and means, how will he deal with it? Woolen cloth?

Will he kill me?

Bai Ze thought for a while, knelt down on the ground decisively, raised the long sword above his head, envy seemed to be reflected in his calm eyes, and said, "I believe I heard what you said just now, if you want to use the sky The rules will deal with me, and I have nothing to say."

Envy stood in front of him, her light eyes wandered over him, took Bai Ze's sword, saw through his mind at a glance, and said coldly: "You don't have to put on such a low profile in front of me, I I won't deal with you. I said, don't lie to me, over and over again, do you take my words to heart?"

Envy turned around blankly, and the white cloak with golden patterns was blown up by the wind, as if even the words were floating in the air, "From now on, you are not allowed to use the sword again."

"Senior brother..." Bai Ze murmured a few times, watching Envy leave without turning his head, he froze in place, unable to utter a word.

He didn't care if he could use the sword or not, but he was a little at a loss for envying Xianzhi's calm attitude.

Is the senior brother really wanting to protect him, or is he trying to settle accounts after the fall?

Does not asking about Bai Ming's matter mean tacit consent?

Bai Ze was stunned for a moment, his mind went blank, and he knelt on the spot in a daze for a while without getting up.

Fangran poked his head out from the courtyard door, rubbed it in front of Bai Ze, and said with embarrassment, "I don't know why Senior Brother Mu came to your room in the middle of the night, but luckily Senior Brother didn't blame you."

Bai Ze let out a long sigh, unable to figure out what Envy thought, so he had no choice but to say: "Forget it, it's all over anyway, let's go back."

The moonlight is bleak, the White Mansion, which was once famous in Kyushu, finally fell because of Bai Xingjian's demonic intrusion, and the incident of the monster's invasion of Kyushu has also been found out. The technique came to gather souls, slaughtered countless innocent people, and turned the Bai Mansion into a place to raise corpses. Fortunately, the disciples of Heavenly Dao went deep into the tiger's den to kill relatives righteously, and exposed Bai Xingjian's evil deeds in one fell swoop!

When Bai Ze heard the rumor, he subconsciously glanced at Envy, but Envy had been ignoring him like air for several days in a row, and for some reason, Bai Ze felt a little grievance in his heart.

"Ozawa, Ozawa, wait for mother."

Bai Ze followed the voice and saw that Mrs. Zhou was being supported by someone, and she was coming towards her with an anxious look on her face. When Bai Ze saw it, she rushed to meet her.

"Mother, didn't I tell you yesterday, I have to go today."

"You child, I don't know when you will come back after leaving. Mother will see you off."

Bai Ze helped her to sit aside, squatted under her knees, looked at Mrs. Zhou's white hair at the temples, her nose was sore, her eyes were red, but he suppressed a smile and said, "I will learn how to control the sword in the future, and I will often Come down to see you."

"You are studying art in Tiandao, and you should put your practice first. How can you visit your mother all the time. Now that your mother lives in the posthouse of Tiandao, you don't need anything, so you don't have to worry about your mother. Besides, you This temper should be restrained, don't think about causing trouble every day, and practice hard, remember?"

Bai Ze nodded, took out another piece of jade from his sleeve, tied it with a pendant, and handed it to Mrs. Zhou, "Mother, if you miss me in the future, you can talk to this jade, and I will tell you when I hear it." Echoed."

"Really?" Mrs. Zhou stroked the jade back and forth, her brows brimming with joy, "Okay, if you have nothing to do in the future, you can talk to your mother."

"Okay, mother, go back and take care of yourself. I will come back to see you when I have time."

"Okay, okay, let's go, don't make your brothers wait in a hurry."

Bai Ze reluctantly let go of his hand, and turned around step by step to join the disciples of Tiandao. Envy remained silent, and after Bai Ze returned to the team, he comforted him: "Don't worry, there will be opportunities to go down the mountain in the future."

Bai Ze was startled suddenly, and he was flattered by a word of comfort from Envy who had been ignoring him for several days.

It wasn't until Tiandao and Kunlun disciples left that Mrs. Zhou was helped up.

"Ma'am, they are all gone."

"Gone? Then let's go back too."

Mrs. Zhou stood up, her groping hand was supported by someone, and she walked back to the room carefully step by step. The moment the door closed, a black mist poured in and transformed into a human being.

Surprisingly, the servant who supported Mrs. Zhou didn't seem too panicked. He stood on one side with his hands down, respectful and courteous towards the man in black.

Mrs. Zhou's dull eyes suddenly had a look, she sat down gracefully, playing with the jade alkyne that Bai Ze gave her, with a cold light in the corner of her eyes, she sneered and said to the man in black: "Go back Report it, Bai Ze has become a demon, just around the corner!"

The Tiandao disciples did not return to the Tiandao that day, but went to Kunlun together with the Kunlun disciples.

The day of the century-old martial arts meeting of the Six Paths is approaching, and the disciples of Wangchuan, Wuya, Youming, Bi'an, and Samsara are all rushing to Kunlun. Naturally, no one will miss the grand meeting in the past century.

Sword lights flocked endlessly on the top of Kunlun Mountain, making Kunlun, which was not lively at first, already full of people in just a few days.

Bai Ze knew that his cultivation was low, so he didn't take this martial arts contest to heart, but he heard that Kunlun is a treasured place in Fushan with outstanding people, so he wandered around Kunlun all day without doing anything, but when there were too many people, there were all kinds of people. , Among them are many people like Bai Ze who just came to see the martial arts competition.

In the dense bamboo forest, the breeze is blowing, the bamboo leaves are swaying, and the pieces are flying down. The seemingly peaceful and quiet place is doing some invisible activities in the interior.

Under the barrier of the bamboo grove, there were three floors inside and three floors outside the head. Bai Ze was hanging on the stone bench with one leg slumped, with an apple in the corner of his mouth, yelling at the people around him, "Come, come, bet, bet, reincarnation today!" Eldest son Sanskrit battles Wang Chuan and junior junior Wang Shu, whoever loses wins."

Soon, the disciples of all the surrounding sects took out their silver coins to place bets.

"I bet that Shu wins!"

"I also bet on Shu to win!"

"Count me, count me..."

Looking at the momentum, Bai Ze felt a little uncomfortable, turned his head and knocked on Fangran, and asked him in a low voice, "Who is Wang Shu, Wang Chuan's junior brother? Why do you all bet on him to win? Could it be that this Sanskrit language is useless?"

Fangran looked at Bafang but his expression remained unchanged, he just whispered in Bai Ze's ear: "If you don't want to lose your pants, I advise you to run away. Although Wang Shu is Wang Chuan's lowest-ranking disciple, he is very talented. Last year Famous for being a draw with Senior Brother Shangguan."

After finishing speaking, without changing his face, he took out a piece of silver from his pocket, placed a bet, and said loudly: "I also bet on Shu to win."

Bai Ze looked at the bettors in front of him, glared at them, swallowed, laughed a few times, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "I'm sure you won't regret it. Is there anyone else who bet?"

A melodious voice came from the unknown void, "Sanskrit is hopeful for the battle, Sanskrit wins!"

Such a change made Bai Ze stunned for a moment, overjoyed, he hurriedly pulled the silver on the stone table in front of him, and laughed loudly: "I'm sorry, everyone, Sanskrit wins, and the banker kills all!"

While stuffing the money, he said to Fang Ran: "I really thought that Wang Shu was so powerful. I was ready to take off my pants if I lost. I didn't expect you to scare me."

Fangran also felt strange, frowned and looked at the peak of the contest, and said in confusion: "It shouldn't be, everyone knows about the battle between Wang Shu and Senior Brother Shangguan, and Senior Brother Shangguan didn't release the water, so why did he lose to Sanskrit?" ?”

"What's the matter." Bai Ze didn't take it seriously at all, "Maybe it's because the Sanskrit master is better, don't think about it, come on, come on, the next match, Wu Ya's disciple Frost will fight against Bi'an faction's disciple Ye Xinghe! "

"I bet Frost wins!"

"Okay, place your bet..." Bai Ze stopped talking, and the barrier of the bamboo forest shattered. Shangguan Jinghong stood outside the bamboo forest with a gloomy face, staring at Bai Ze angrily.

There is another person standing beside him, wearing a golden crown with golden feathers on his head. He has a strange appearance and an extraordinary posture. The gold background pattern on the black cloak is no less than the one he admires. One look at this attire and you can tell that it is a disciple of the Heavenly Dao .

The disciples scattered around, leaving Bai Ze and Fang Ran standing in the center at a loss.

"Bai Ze, what do you think of Kunlun? Masters, you are so presumptuous and openly gather together to gamble. Do you not take Kunlun seriously?"

Bai Zetian was not afraid of anything, but he was afraid of this stern and selfless Shangguan Jinghong, not to mention that there was a disciple of the Dao of Heaven standing beside Shangguan Jinghong.

Although he didn't know who that person was, he remembered Fangran's words that there were only a handful of disciples in heaven who wore golden crowns and golden feathers.

Bai Ze had to restrain his arrogance, smiled awkwardly, and said to Shangguan in surprise: "Senior Brother Shangguan, I'm free and idle, who let us be brushed down and miss the chance to compete in martial arts?"

"This is the reason why you gathered people to gamble? You should cultivate seriously when you have nothing to do. Don't you feel ashamed that you have no chance to compete in martial arts? It's so bold and reckless!" It was so big that it seemed that the whistling sound of the long whip could be heard in the air.

Before Bai Ze could react, he was pushed aside by a gentle force and fell to the ground.

There were two popping sounds, Bai Ze raised his eyes and saw that he was standing enviously on the edge of the stone table, his head tilted sideways, his brows were twisted into a pimple, and the snow-white clothes on his right arm were scratched by Shangguan's frightened long whip. It was broken, and spots of blood seeped out.

"Brother!" Bai Ze jumped up, looked at the wound on Envy's right arm, rushed to Shangguan and said angrily, "What are you doing!"

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