Chapter 105

Ji yuenian was silent for a moment. The figure of the person in front of him gradually overlapped with a fragment in his memory, and whispered, "Taiyu daozong, Baiyu building?"

When he had just left the qingluan mountains, it rained heavily, and there were many celestial bodies and ghosts.

It was at that time that Ji yuenian met the white jade building where he went out to take photos of ghosts, and he had a little love for clothes.

At that time, baiyulung claimed to be from Taiyu daozong. Although there were only a few people in this sect, if you study it carefully, it can barely be regarded as a very distant branch of Taiyu Shengzong.

"I said goodbye to brother Ji that day, but I didn't expect to meet here."

The white jade building led Ji yuenian to his side and sat down, laughing low.

The Mountain Gate of Taiyu daozong is not far from Shouyan mountain. Baiyu building has broken into the realm of returning to the truth not long ago, and naturally it is also within the invitation range of Shouyan mountain Taoist center.

"Brother Ji has actually joined the Taiyu holy sect, and this time he is qualified to represent the sunset mountains. I'm afraid there are some opportunities in these days." As the eyes around gradually moved away, the atmosphere between the banquet gradually returned to normal. In a trance, the white jade building casually laid a sound insulation shield and whispered.

At this time, Ji yuenian sat behind a table with Baiyu building, nearly a foot away from the tables on both sides. He took a sip of the "longevity wine" just delivered on the table, and Ji yuenian nodded, "it's some coincidence."

Baiyu Lou didn't ask any more, just pointed to the wine cup in Ji yuenian's hand and said with a smile, "only the first three cups of this wine have the effect of increasing longevity, so it's useless to drink more."

Between the two people talking, a man in the realm of returning to reality came up from the left table with a cup, smiled at the Baiyu building and said, "brother Bai, I heard that there has always been a gap between the Taiyu daozong and the Taiyu Shengzong. How can you still know someone in the Taiyu Shengzong?"

"It's a long story," Bai Yulou stood up and turned to Ji yuenian. "This is Yexi, the Lord of the cave that seizes Yin Mountain, and I've always known each other."

Ji yuenian had a drink with her, and under the recommendation of Baiyu building, they had a little understanding of each other.

"Point guard here"

On that day, Ji yuenian, who had never been killed by a ghost, attracted the attention of Baiyu building. Seeing that Ji yuenian was in rags, Baiyu building moved in his heart and gave him a Zhanqing Taoist robe, which left a trace of incense and fire.

Now when we meet again, Ji yuenian is already a Tianjiao disciple of the sunset mountains. In terms of identity and status, he is a disciple of the small sect beyond the realm of returning to the truth of Baiyu building in some aspects.

"Brother Ji's face is so conspicuous that I can't forget it after leaving that day. Therefore, when I saw brother Ji just now, I could recognize you at a glance," Bai Yulou raised a glass and laughed, "it's just that the young master of shouyanshan was talking to you just now, so I can't interrupt."

Ye Xi, the Lord of the cave of the Yin Mountain, looked at the white jade building, which was very different from the past, and was silent.

In his impression, Bai Yulou's character is ruthless and heartless, and he has a deep mind. Few people make friends with him. Even ye Xi himself met Bai Yulou since childhood because Duoyin mountain is adjacent to the Mountain Gate of Taiyu daozong.

But Bai Yulou's attitude towards Ji yuenian at this time made Yexi almost lose his chin.

……

A few years ago.

"Do you know your real origin?"

The old man stood under the door of the dilapidated main hall and quietly looked at the white jade building kneeling on the ground in front of him.

"Return to the master, I don't know."

"Now that you are really angry, your things should be given to you." The old man sighed, took out a brocade handkerchief from his sleeve, handed it to Baiyu building, and directly turned around and walked into the hall.

Bai Yulou took over the brocade handkerchief, and even his hands trembled a little.

He was adopted by an old man when he was young. He had no father or mother. Several senior brothers and sisters in the Taiyu daozong were his parents.

However, Baiyu building never had any complaints, just sulked in practice without saying a word, slept less than an hour a day, and almost immersed in boring practice the rest of the time.

Slowly open the brocade handkerchief, and the white jade building saw a palm sized jade wall, on which there was a magical flow of green light.

"Seeing jade is like seeing people. This wall is condensed by inheritance and memory, and is reserved for my son's white jade building."

The soft and insipid female voice came into my ears, as if I had heard it countless times in my dream.

The spirits of the white jade building trembled, and their eyes could not stop crying, choking and speechless.

Shaking and holding the gradually warm jade in his hand, the white jade building stuck it tightly to his chest.

"All things have spirits, and anyone who gets the chance can turn into shape. I was born of the humble plants and trees of Yuanjing Xuanshan, but I was lucky enough to get the mercy of the immortal, gave birth to a son, and the immortal gave me the name white jade building."

"However, since then, great changes have taken place. Once Yuanjing Xuanshan collapsed, the immortal ran away. I didn't want to leave, and finally fell into the place where it changed."

"Today, I will condense a little inheritance of Yuanjing Xuanshan into the jade. I hope my son can achieve success in practice, survive the three major disasters, get the certificate of Taiyi, and will not suffer from displacement in this life."

"Manduo flower demon, childish words."

The soft female voice was still around her ears, and the white jade building knelt to the ground, already full of tears.

The jade wall vaguely remains the roaring sound of the collapse of the earth, which should be the terrible scene of the collapse of the Xuanshan mountain in the Yuan Dynasty.

But the woman's voice was still as calm and gentle as usual, as if telling a very ordinary thing, standing alone between the overturning of the mountains and the shaking of the wind and rain, and there seemed to be no fear in her mind.

The jade slowly melted into green jade liquid, flowing into the eyebrows of the white jade building, and settling down in the depths of its spirit.

"This is for you," the old man walked out of the hall and put a wooden box in front of the white jade building. "This is something put together with the jade wall."

Baiyu Lou picked up the wooden box and slowly opened it. The shrill and venomous ghost howled madly.

"This is the palm ghost talisman given by the immortal to me, which can control the body ghosts in the sky, such as thunder, rain, wind, snow and so on. It was originally just a leisure plaything, and now it is left with you, or it can help you practice." The soft female voice spread into the depths of her heart, making Bai Yulou cry again.

The old man looked down at the white jade building and sighed, "this thing is extremely evil. Although I don't know what it is, I can also vaguely perceive the huge power contained in it. As for whether to refine this thing, it's up to you."

"Since she wants me to succeed in practice and avoid the suffering of reincarnation, I will do what she wants at any cost." A trace of hostility appeared in the eyes of the white jade building, and he directly stretched his hand into the wooden box.

Countless translucent ghosts circled up, biting the flesh and blood of the white jade building, but in a moment, his left hand was only thick white bones.