On both sides of Wenbao, there are spacious side halls for the disciples to live.
At this time, Bai Yi was sitting cross-legged in a large room.
In a confrontation with Chen Xiao, Bai Yi managed to hide his identity from him.
The extremely fake news about the essence of spiritual veins was actually exchanged for a total of two million low-level spiritual stones.
There were two million spiritual stones stored in the storage bag that Chen Xiao threw out.
This was a reward from a villain, so Bai Yi was naturally relieved to receive it.
Entering the Palace of Bones into danger and setting up a huge scam is an ability that no one except Bai Yi can do.
However, this scam cannot delay the Palace of Bones for too long.
As long as the essence of the spiritual veins lasts for a long time, Disappearing from the eyes of the world, the master of White Bone Palace will sooner or later realize something is wrong and take action against Cangyun Sect.
It would be great if the essence of spiritual veins could really appear in Cangyun.
In that case, the one the White Bone Palace is afraid of is not only Cangyun Ancestor, but also the strange person who can intercept the essence of spiritual veins under the nose of Mo Ke.
Outside the window was the towering and cold Wenbao Palace.
Looking at that magnificent palace, Bai Yi sighed lightly.
When he first entered the Palace of Bones, even though he came to report a message, he couldn't leave right away.
That would arouse suspicion.
Although Chen Xiao generally believed what Bai Yi said, he had to be careful when he was in the tiger's den.
Staying in the Bone Palace for a few days is Bai Yi's next plan.
He doesn't plan to see anyone these days.
He will just rest and recover by himself.
He will wait until a few days before leaving here.
In this way, Chen Xiao Suspicions are kept to a minimum.
Wenbao Hall was very deserted.
This was Bai Yi's feeling after staying in this hall for two days.
There is no golden elixir, only some disciples in the foundation-building realm.
The main hall is cleaned several times every day without interruption.
It can be seen from their very cautious expressions that keeping this hall absolutely clean is the most important task.
Do poets have mysophobia?
Knowing this guess, Bai Yi frowned slightly.
Sloppy cultivators are not uncommon, but most cultivators are very neat and clean.
The existence of spiritual power means that even if the cultivators never bathe, they will not leave dirt on their bodies.
Bai Yi himself is a person who loves cleanliness.
But even when he was still Immortal Xiaoyao, he didn't let his disciples clean the cave almost non-stop every day.
The poet must have not returned to Wenbao Hall for many years.
As for why the inheritance of the scholar is so small, Bai Yi is not surprised.
In the world of cultivation, many monks do not like to accept disciples and are very disdainful of inheritance.
Those who like to be free This is the case for casual cultivators.
If a scholar has no disciples, it means that he does not value inheritance.
Those foundation-building monks who worked hard to clean the Wenbao Hall were obviously not the true disciples of Mo Ke.
Since they worked hard to clean the hall, it only meant that Mo Ke was a person.
I really like cleanliness, and it's a bit extreme.
Two days later, Bai Yi walked out of his residence for the first time.
Instead of entering the Wenbao Hall, he strolled along the outside of the main hall.
Go around the grand hall.
Bai Yi stopped at the back of the hall, above his head.
An old disciple in the foundation-building realm was carefully controlling his magic weapon and picked a seabird's nest on the eaves of the main hall.
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There were three young seabirds in the bird's nest stretching out their necks and singing.
Their parents were singing.
The higher places were flying in panic, not knowing what the humans who could also fly were doing to their children.
The old disciple took off the bird's nest and carefully cleaned the site with clean water.
Then he dropped it to the ground, placed the bird's nest far away, and watched the pair of panicked seabirds work together to grab the bird's nest.
Then flew away far away.
"It's just a nest of chicks.
There's no need to be so careful.
With good intentions, when will you be able to adapt to the cruelty of the world of cultivation?"
Bai Yi came closer and said calmly that he was not wearing a mask.
In the Palace of Bones, wearing a mask means that there is a task being performed or that a fight needs to be carried out.
If it is safe, most people in the Palace of Bones will not be there all day long.
Wearing a mask.
The old disciple did not notice the arrival of the stranger.
He visibly trembled when he heard the sound, and hurriedly greeted him: "The hall master taught you a very good lesson.
Disciple will catch up and destroy those seabirds."
With that said, the old disciple was about to use his magic weapon to chase down the seabirds, but Bai Yi raised his hand to stop him.
"Since you're flying far away, there's no need to deliberately kill.
Seabirds don't matter.
The state of mind is the key."
Glancing at the old disciple, Bai Yi said calmly that he had been observing this person for two days.
Unlike other foundation-building disciples, this old disciple was more careful than others when cleaning the Wenbao Hall, and he was responsible for It was at the top of the hall.
He flew up to the hall three times a day, and it was difficult for Bai Yi not to notice him.
Hearing the lack of blame in Bai Yi's tone, the old disciple breathed a sigh of relief.
He still bent over and said, "Please bear in mind the warning from the hall master.
I am stupid and old.
I don't have a few years left to live.
See I couldn't bear to destroy these living lives, so I released the seabirds to make the hall master laugh."
There is no golden elixir in the Wenbao Hall, and the golden elixir monks in the White Bone Hall are all hall masters or deputy hall masters.
It is normal for the old disciples to call Bai Yi this way.
Exploring his spiritual sense without scruples, Bai Yi sensed it briefly, nodded and said: "It seems that you don't have much left in your two hundred years of life.
You can't break through the golden elixir.
Your deadline is not far away.
You can see some fresh things."
The lives of people should indeed be released.”
As he spoke, Bai Yi looked at the seabird that had flown away and was speechless for a long time.
At this moment, the old disciple could clearly feel a sense of sympathy, because Bai Yi without a mask looked much older than him. point.
No matter how high your cultivation level is, you will reach the end of your life one day.
No one can escape this.
Unless you reach the realm of Sanxian, no matter how high your cultivation level is, a cultivator will one day die of old age. .
In the eyes of the old disciples, this strange hall master may be in despair.
He has only a few years to live, and the other party may not have much life left.
Human beings are very strange creatures.
If they feel that someone has the same fate as themselves, no matter who they are, they will naturally feel a sense of intimacy.
At this time, the old disciple feels that the strange old man in front of him is very kind.
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"Hall Master, you don't have to be sad.
Once Foundation Establishment disciples like us live for two hundred years, we will only have a few days to live, but the golden elixir powerhouse is different."
The old disciple moved a few steps forward and said with a tone of explanation: "A strong Jindan person has a lifespan of at least four to five hundred years.
I heard that some hall masters in the late Jindan period can even live to be close to six hundred years old.
If they are lucky, Being able to break through the Nascent Soul is the same as being reborn.
I am almost dying of old age, but you still have a chance."
Turning to look at the old disciple with a worried expression, Bai Yi gave a bitter smile and said: "I accept your good advice, I have long since dared not be harsh on Nascent Soul.
Life will only last a hundred years, and in the end it will be nothing more than a hundred years."
It’s just a handful of loess.
Cultivators have lived long enough, but they are not as lucky as ordinary people.
How many people can truly sit down and die?”
After some thoughts about life and death, Bai Yi finally completely dispelled the old disciple's wariness.
He smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "No thoughts, no thoughts, just flowers in the mirror and moon in the water.
I heard that the strong wine of Baihua Palace can best relieve sorrow." , I really want to get drunk
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