Chapter 74 Provocation

There is no sun and moon in the mountains. After a thousand years of dreams, the years are long!

Bai Lang stood in front of the court and looked at the towering mountains in the distance, hazy in the ethereal. Suddenly, there was a sense of confusion in his heart. The world was so big that there seemed to be only one himself under this vastness.

It's so lonely! He sighed slightly and stretched out his hand. Several willow leaves were held by the cool wind in the mountains and slowly fell down. A red figure suddenly appeared in the depths of his eyes. Slowly, he fell into the seemingly vague memory, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. Xiaoyun was still so naughty and loved to climb on the tree? Question mark

A burst of gentle wind gently brushed, and this lonely teenager was still the same as before. In the broken sun, he was stunned and stunned!

The shadow of the tree was heavy and swaying. He closed his eyes and enjoyed this rare moment of purity!

Suddenly, a few noises came from far to near, breaking this quiet area!

Bai Lang woke up from a trance and looked at the place where the sound came. Suddenly, his face darkened, and the smile suddenly turned into coldness and flashed!

This is a small building under the sect, and the nearby outer courtyard is regarded as a private venue for white. The four young monks in the distance looked flamboyant and talked unscrupulously and walked this way. It seemed that they were walking in their own home and did not pay attention to their masters, which was already extremely rude!

Provocation!

The white face became heavier and heavier, as if he understood something.

He returned to the sect with Li Changfeng, suppressed the elders in the hall, seized the power of the seal, and shocked the people, but was isolated and helpless. Those people must be unconvinced in private. Now they are in a delicate period. At this time, someone has broken into their territory without permission, but it will not be because they have gone to the wrong door or come. Bai Lang thought of this and took a deep breath.

When the four people came closer, their voices became louder, pointing and judging, but their eyes kept glaning at the inner courtyard, shining with strange light.

"It's really good to listen to the rain and small buildings. The water surrounds the pavilion and the Yao grass is dotted. Compared with the scenery on the Tianfeng of the third brother, it is no less than that! There are really few people in Jianzong who are qualified to live here!" A fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenager shouted, but his words were obviously thorny.

"What do you know? This brother is our new patriarch, and he is naturally qualified!" Immediately, someone said that he deliberately accentuated his tone on the 'progate suzerain' and did not hide his disdain at all.

A slightly older monk sneered and sneered, "Well, what a substitute for the suzerain. I heard that Elder Li was just a medicine picker in those years. Later, when the suzerain saw him, he was pitiful, accepted him and officially became a disciple of Luoxia, but he colluded with demons and learned some strange methods, which actually deceived the master in one fell swoop. , he became the position of the elder of Gong, and was later found by the sect. He abandoned his cultivation and sent it to the bottom. The disciple he taught, hey, I'm afraid it's almost the same to collect medicine!"

"Hahahaha!" When the other three heard him say this, they seemed to find something extremely funny and laughed loudly.

As they said, they looked inside the door and saw no one coming out. They looked at each other. Some people deliberately raised their voices and said, "Brothers, let's not talk here, so as not to disturb the disciple's practice and provoke Master Li to blame us. It's not good!"

"Yes, let's leave quickly and don't delay others' practice, but if he practices for another hundred years, that's it, hahaha!" The man laughed as he said, which was ridiculous.

"Brothers, are you going to leave like this?" A cold sound sounded in their ears, making them stunned.

Bai Lang's body suddenly appeared in front of the crowd quietly. His eyes were cold and he stared at the four people who were constantly shouting outside the door.

The four people were shocked first, and then one of them suddenly smiled strangely and said, "Oh, isn't this our white brother? Brother has delayed your practice?"

Bai Lang knew that the four people deliberately provoked, and his heart was angry. He said coldly, "Brother, I'm kidding, but I want to ask you for advice!" He knew the intentions of these four people. If they did not suppress their arrogance today, there would be no peace in the future.

The four people were not angry but happy when they heard the words. They were all disciples of the elders. They came here today to humiliate Bai Lang and breathe a bad breath. At that moment, a young monk hummed and came out and said, "Let me teach my brother how to make a good move!"

"It's a lot!"

Bai Lang glanced at him disdainfully. Most of times, strength was the most powerful words. His face was solemn, and he raised his legs and swept over, and there was a faint sound of bursting. This horizontal leg was a martial art learned from Xiang Muzhi. Combined with the mysterious Taoism, it was extremely powerful after improvement. The young Taoist priest did not expect that the teenager in front of him would be However, he took action so decisively and hurriedly sacrificed a spiritual sword, which was gorgeous and contained in front of him.

The shadow of the legs was erratic, but it was heavy and fell down. The spiritual sword was kicked and bent by Bai Lang, and the huge force of gravel penetrated the body, hitting the young monk out three feet away and falling heavily to the ground.

"Is that all you can do?" Bai Lang clapped his hands and smiled gently.

Seeing this, the remaining three people changed their faces, and one of them whispered, "This man is so powerful!" The monk who was kicked away turned red, held up, glared at Bai Lang, and then wanted to take action.

"Don't take action!" In mid-air, someone shouted from afar and then "brushed!" Two more figures fell.

Bai Lang looked at it in a blink of an eye, but was stunned for a moment, and then went forward to salute and said strangely, "Brother Song, Sister Liu, why did you come here?"

Song Weifeng and Liu Ningyan frowned slightly and whispered, "Brother Bai, don't do it. These three are disciples of the elders. They have always been powerful in the door. You are new here, don't cause trouble!"

After saying that, they turned around and looked at the four people. Their faces were obviously a little unkind and said coldly, "What do you mean? Brother Bai didn't seem to provoke you when he first entered the school!"

A famous monk among the four came out and laughed. He stared at Liu Ningyan and shouted, "It turned out to be Sister Liu. I haven't seen you for a long time, but I really miss you!"

Liu Ningyan frowned slightly, and her expression was quite impatient. She turned her eyes and said coldly, "Brother Laoma, I'm very good!"

Liu Ningyan was originally beautiful. Even if she was angry, she added a unique beauty. The man's eyes lit up and he didn't care about it at all. Instead, he was more presumptuous. He pointed to Bai Lang and laughed and said, "This boy just used his power to bully others and hurt us. I was going to teach him a good lesson, but today Sister Liu came over and It's different. If the senior sister can talk with me, today's matter will be revealed!"

Liu Ningyan raised her eyebrows and her pretty face was angry. At that time, Song Weifeng took the first step and sacrificed a fairy sword. A sword spirit dangled out. He shouted angrily, "Ma Wenfeng, don't bully people too much!"

"Ha ha!" When Bai Lang heard the words, he suddenly smiled, which made everyone stagnate.

"Kid, what are you laughing at!" Ma Wenfeng saw that Bai Lang was staring at him, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. Suddenly, he was angry and said in a bad voice.

"Ma Wenfeng? It's really a horse face, but the horse face is not as thick as you!" Bai Lang said lightly and didn't pay attention to him at all.

"Look for death!" Ma Wenfeng's face turned red. His face was quite long and he had always felt inferior. At this time, when he heard Bai Lang laughing, he suddenly became angry. He turned his hand and took out a green bead, engraved with three green eyes engraved on it, holding it in front, emitting a faint light.