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Chapter 63 Can be long or short, big or small

The carriage slowly stopped.

Jimo Xi and his family were standing in front of the gate waiting.

As early as last night, he received a letter from Jimo Yun in advance, and he knew about their coming back.

Although they failed to invite the Confucian Master Xun Kuang this time, it was within his expectation, so he was not too disappointed.

On the contrary, when he learned from the letter that the two had invited an expert from the Tianzong of Taoism, he was very pleasantly surprised.

Compared with Xun Kuang of Confucianism, it is even more difficult to recruit disciples of Tianzong.

What's more, the person who invited here was Master Beiming's direct disciple, who was of the same generation as Xun Kuang. How could he not like it?

Maybe they Jimo family can take this opportunity to make friends with Tianzong.

Even if he doesn't have any utilitarian purpose in mind, the opportunity to befriend such a top sect is extremely rare, and he will never miss it.

When Bai Yuan got off the carriage, he saw so many people standing here. He and Han Fei looked 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 Jimo Yun took the initiative to introduce them.

"Father, these are the ones I mentioned to you in my letter. This is Mr. Bai Yuan and Miss Ningyan from the Taoist Tianzong, and this is Han Fei, Master Xun's disciple."

After hearing this, Jimo Xi nodded slightly and smiled at Bai Yuan.

"I received a letter yesterday, and learned that Mr. Bai Yuan is coming to my birthday banquet. I was so happy that I stayed up all night. I have already prepared the dinner to clean up the dust for you. Please come in quickly."

Seeing Jimoxi's enthusiastic appearance, Bai Yuan felt uncomfortable.

When Han Fei saw this scene, he hid and smiled secretly.

Soon, they were welcomed into the mansion.

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

After a sumptuous dinner, Jimo Xi considered that they had been riding in a carriage for a whole day, so he did not keep them chatting for too long and asked someone to take them to the guest room to rest.

Interestingly, they have two guest rooms.

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

After all, in the eyes of Jimoxi and others, Ningyan is just a maid beside Bai Yuan, but her status may be higher, so she didn't specially prepare a third room.

Han Fei smiled on the side and then yawned. He looked indeed a little tired.

"Uncle, I'm going to rest first, you should rest early too!"

He emphasized the word "early" and ran away immediately after saying it, for fear that Bai Yuan would catch him and give him a lesson if he was a step too late.

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

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

The decoration in the room looked quite elegant. There was a low wooden desk on the right side near the door, and a bed big enough to accommodate two people on the left side.

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

"I'm going to practice tonight. If you want to rest, just go to bed first!"

After he finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged, and after taking a Qi Yang Pill, he directly entered the state of cultivation.

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

After discovering that he had really entered the state of cultivation, a smile appeared in the corners of Ning Yan's eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, feeling a little warm in her heart.

Picking up Xue'er and putting it aside, Ning Yan reached out to untie the belt, took off her thick coat, and prepared to go to bed to rest.

Then, rustling sounds sounded in this quiet room.

She put the coat aside, hid in the quilt in her pajamas, and hugged Xue'er in her arms.

Lying on the bed, Ning Yan hugged Xue'er sideways, looking at Bai Yuan like this.

I don't know how long it has passed, but she gradually felt sleepy, so she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Bai Yuan suddenly opened his eyes. He noticed a special force approaching here. A large amount of black breath poured in from outside the room, and soon covered the entire room.

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

Ning Yan and Xue'er disappeared completely, and even the Peach Blossom Sword he had placed on the desk was gone.

Not far in front of him appeared a man who was holding a black and blue long sword, whose true face could not be seen clearly.

He was sure right away that this was indeed the Scale-Backing Sword Spirit. It seemed that his previous conjecture was true.

But he didn't expect that the sword spirit would come to the door first.

"What a magical method, it actually directly created a space!"

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

This kind of power is even stronger than Taoism's Heaven and Earth Fading, and it actually directly separates him from the outside world, like an enchantment.

Nilin Sword Spirit raised his long sword, pointed at Bai Yuan, and killed him with a touch of his feet.

Seeing this, Bai Yuan shook his right hand and dropped a scroll from his sleeve.

Holding the scroll in his hand, it was like holding a dagger. With a slight movement of his mind, a golden aura of awe-inspiring power instantly enveloped him. With the scroll as the hilt, a golden long sword appeared in his hand.

This is the so-called collection of books into a blade. On the blade of the sword, some Confucian classic quotations can be faintly seen.

"See the power of knowledge!"

Bai Yuan raised his hand and swung his sword, the mighty aura burst out instantly, forming a majestic sword aura.

The sword qi and Nilin sword spirit collided, and there was a stalemate, the sword qi dissipated, and the sword spirit was also pushed back.

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

But in the next moment, the sword spirit just stroked his arm lightly, and the wound healed, making Bai Yuan a little dumbfounded.

After the wound healed, the sword spirit attacked him again, but Bai Yuan raised his sword to block it.

The black yin qi protected his body, allowing him to forcibly resist the awe-inspiring righteousness on Bai Yuan's body for a short time.

After several moves in a row, it was difficult for the two sides to tell the winner.

Seeing another sword coming, Bai Yuan showed a smile on his lips, tapped his feet lightly, and stepped forward to block it with a horizontal sword.

But the sword blade condensed with awe-inspiring energy in his hand suddenly disappeared. Nilin Sword Spirit did not react at once, and Nilin, who was supposed to collide with Bai Yuan's sword, suddenly failed.

At this moment, Bai Yuan had strayed to the left rear of the sword spirit. He took the scroll and stabbed the sword spirit in the waist without hesitation, and then used the book-gathering blade again.

The golden air blade exploded instantly, piercing through the sword spirit's body.

Injured by the awe-inspiring energy again, the Nilin Sword Spirit immediately dissipated and distanced himself from Bai Yuan.

When he reappeared, he was already more than ten meters away. At this moment, there was still a big hole in his body. The aura of awe-inspiring energy attached to it fought with the black energy 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 the air blade.

In a way, the scroll he used was similar to the unnamed lightsaber.

Can be long or short, big or small.

The Nilin Sword Spirit stared at him for a long time, but finally stopped fighting and gradually disappeared under Bai Yuan's gaze.

(End of this chapter)