Cultivation is too difficult, and people will die if they do the tasks.

Zhang Mingyue looked at Bai Wan'er with a smile on his eyes and brows.

Bai Wan'er rolled her eyes: "The Spiritual Realm Conference is about to start, and there are many things to prepare for. Isn't Mr. Zhang busy?"

Zhang Mingyue was startled and then laughed. When he used it to block Ruan Qianyue, Bai Wan'er started to learn and sell it, making fun of herself.

"I'm busy. No matter how busy I am, I can still find time to meet Fellow Daoist Bai."

Bai Wan'er smiled, her status in Zhang Mingyue's heart was quite high. "What does the young master want from me?"

"This is for fellow Taoist."

Bai Wan'er took it and took a look. It was an exquisite and small triangular colored glass, with a brilliant surface and seven different colors of light that complemented each other. Although it was only the size of a palm, the light it radiated covered the surrounding area.

"What kind of magic weapon is this? Why did Mr. Zhang give it to me?" Bai Wan'er felt a little hot.

Zhang Mingyue tapped the colored glaze lightly, and the triangle of colored glaze flew into the air and quickly expanded into a colored glaze pyramid.

"This is a magic weapon I refined. The Seven Treasures Glazed Glass can block space. I have a Seven Treasures Glazed Glazed Tower outside the formation. If a fellow Taoist encounters an unpredictable crisis in the formation, he can cover himself with the colored glaze and he can teleport to Save your life outside the formation."

"I can't accept it. Mr. Zhang has already lent me the water-avoiding beads."

Bai Wan'er handed the thing to Zhang Mingyue. This is too valuable, I have no reason to accept it.

"I'm just lending it to fellow Taoist. If it's not used in the formation, I can just return it to you when I go out." Zhang Mingyue insisted.

Bai Wan'er looked at the glass in her hand and looked up at Zhang Mingyue, feeling an indescribable feeling.

Comparing Zhang Mingyue's attitude towards Ruan Qianyue, and recalling all the past events, Bai Wan'er first discovered that Zhang Mingyue seemed to be treating her particularly favorably. Could it be that Zhang Mingyue is so enthusiastic towards his friends...

"Why is Young Master Zhang so kind to me? He even gave me a map and a boat when I went to Beiyuan. He also helped me choose an alchemy furnace and gave me the Immortal Hidden Map, as well as those talismans."

Bai Wan'er asked bluntly, otherwise she would always feel uneasy in her heart.

Zhang Mingyue was stunned. How to say this. He said that he likes you, but he was afraid that something might happen to you in the formation, so he wanted to give you a bunch of things...

Thinking of the agreement with Yu Wen Zelin, Zhang Mingyue took a deep breath: "Of course I regard fellow Taoist Bai as a good friend. I have very few friends, so of course I cherish him very much. What's more, fellow Taoist's cultivation is really unsettling."

Bai Wan'er started to have some bold guesses and charming ideas in her heart. After hearing Zhang Mingyue's last words, the bubble of beautiful fantasy burst.

Sure enough, I was too worried. The gap between the two of them was worlds apart, and even fantasizing about it felt luxurious.

Bai Wan'er glanced at Zhang Mingyue. His behavior could easily lead to unrealistic associations, which was really harmful.

Bai Wan'er pinched her palms and cupped her hands and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for telling the truth. I will accept your kindness."

Bai Wan'er is not polite. Who allowed Zhang Mingyue's words to reveal her shortcomings so nakedly.

Zhang Mingyue couldn't stand Bai Wan'er's hypocritical gratitude, so he quickly excused himself and left on the pretext that he had something to do.

Bai Wan'er put away her things and walked back. After a few steps, someone blocked her again.

"I have something to talk to fellow Taoist Bai. Is it convenient?"

Seeing Murong Qingxue's flower-like face and snow-like cold temperament, Bai Wan'er sighed secretly. Can you say no?

"Fellow Taoist Murong, please speak."

"I heard that fellow Taoist Yuwen attended the ceremony hosted by fellow Taoist Bai last night." Murong Qingxue went straight to the point. "Fellow Daoist Du and Daoist Shangguan, both of whom are dual cultivators, once went to Mount Xumi to attend Daoist Yuwen's baby-birth ceremony, so Daoist Yuwen also came to celebrate their happy event."

"There are no less than a thousand monks participating in the baby-conceiving ceremony. Fellow Taoist Yuwen has always been indifferent to people and things. How could he participate for this reason?"

Bai Wan'er raised her eyebrows: "Now I have to ask fellow Taoist Yuwen what he thinks. Fellow Taoist Murong asked me, so I asked the wrong person."

"I'm guessing, maybe it's because Fellow Daoist Bai hosted this ceremony that Fellow Daoist Yuwen came to attend." Murong Qingxue's eyes darkened.

"Maybe, I have known each other for a long time. Fellow Taoist Yuwen helped me save my life eight years ago in Minling. I also went to Xumi Mountain to attend the celebration of Fellow Taoist Yuwen, and even gave me gifts and chatted with him. Express your gratitude.”

Bai Wan'er was a little unhappy. Why did Murong Qingxue use a condescending attitude to judge her relationship with Yuwen Zelin.

Even if Yuwen Zelin really likes him, he has a close relationship with Murong Qingxue.

Even if Yu Wen Zelin and Murong Qingxue get together in the future, it hasn't happened yet. Why should she act like a Taoist monk Yu Wen Zelin and look for someone everywhere?

Since you mind so much, I'll let you worry more. Compared with Ruan Qianyue's low-profile consultation, Murong Qingxue's lecturing attitude made Bai Wan'er very uncomfortable.

Murong Qingxue's expression changed when she heard that Bai Wan'er gave Yuwen Zelin a gift.

"Did fellow Taoist Yuwen accept it?"

"Take it. Fellow Taoist Yuwen is broad-minded and kind to others. He won't look down on me just because my cultivation level is low and the gift is small. Fellow Taoist Yuwen said the gift is very good."

Bai Wan'er smiled and sprinkled salt on Murong Qingxue's heart.

Murong Qingxue's breath froze and her heart clenched slightly. When I tried my best to find precious chess records from ancient times and gave them to Yuwen Zelin, Yuwen Zelin immediately rejected them. Unexpectedly, I received Bai Wan'er's gift.

"Fellow Daoist Bai is from the Qing'e sect, and he only has the cultivation level of the early stage of Jindan. It's shameful to be so close to fellow Taoist Yuwen!"

Bai Wan'er's anger suddenly surged up. Murong Qingxue looked down on the Qing'e family and even humiliated herself for being the superior of Yu Wen Zelin.

"Du Yichen and Shangguanjing are both Jindan cultivators, and I am from the Qing'e sect, but Taoist fellow Taoist Yuwen is willing to attend our gathering. This shows that Taoist fellow Taoist Yuwen has a noble heart and does not have narrow views on the size of the sect."

"I remember that fellow Taoist Murong also offered a gift to congratulate fellow Taoist Yuwen for having a baby, but fellow Taoist Yuwen refused. I don't know who was superior to whom."

Bai Wan'er spoke with a smile, but she was full of fire. Murong Qingxue's face turned red and white.

"You... seduced a male cultivator partner of unknown origin at the Hairpin Conference, and now you falsely claim to be a friend of fellow Taoist Yuwen. This is shameless. No wonder the Qing'e sect is looked down upon." Murong Qingxue was already furious. No words left.

Bai Wan'er smiled even sweeter.

"It's my ability to find male cultivators with high levels of cultivation. Fellow Taoist Murong couldn't even ask him his last name. Is it possible that fellow Taoist Yuwen was able to get along with me because I seduced him? It's insulting for fellow Taoist Fellow Taoist to say this." Let’s go to fellow Taoist Yuwen.”

Murong Qingxue clenched her fists after saying a few words, but she couldn't refute a single word.

In terms of debating ability, Bai Wan'er is at the Nascent Soul level, while Murong Qingxue has just started, which is far behind!

"You deserve to die!"

Murong Qingxue couldn't help but wave her hand.

Bai Wan'er didn't expect that Murong Qingxue would dare to take action here. This was where the monks gathered.

The imagined attack did not occur. A man stood in front of Bai Wan'er, waving his hand and sending a blast of wind to force Murong Qingxue back several feet.