Chapter 259 Your Grandpa Is With Me

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Seeing Wang Xin's hostile appearance, An Bulang sighed.

He felt that he wanted to spread the word about his awesomeness to the woman in front of him again.

"I am the new Daoist in the inner courtyard of the Bailing Empire. I am only seventeen years old and I am at the third level of Tianyuan. Not only that, I also received the blessing of the five dragons in the imperial seal ceremony, and even possessed the dragon species of the Bailing dragon vein..."

Every time An Bulang said something, Wang Xin's face changed a little.

After An Bulang finished speaking, the woman's face finally changed from before.

An Bulang thought Wang Xin had awakened.

However, the woman just said: "What did I do wrong, Wang Xin, why do you think I'm a fool?"

An Bulang: "???"

Come on, some people are just too powerful, too against the sky, others can't believe it when they see it with their own eyes, let alone someone who hasn't seen it with their own eyes.

An Bulang, with a helpless expression, took out a simple and luxurious token from the ring.

boom! ! !

As soon as the Taoist order came out, the world changed!

As a core member of the big family, how could Wang Xin not recognize this token? The strong and unique fluctuations it released were enough to shake her heart.

"You... are you really a Daozi?" Wang Xin's expression was full of shock, "How could there be such a young Daozi...how could you become a Daozi?"

"With your strength at the peak of Tianyuan, you can't pass three moves in front of me. Isn't that convincing enough?" An Bulang said lightly.

Wang Xin was startled, and then a look of humiliation appeared on his face.

She felt offended.

And still can't refute it...

The woman slowly put down the sword in her hand, obviously, she chose to believe.

"Unexpectedly, such a big event happened during my time of retreat and sword practice!"

Seeing this, An Bulang also put down his fingers, smiled faintly, and looked carefully at the woman in front of him.

Wang Xin looked a little unnatural, she whispered: "Then... Your Excellency Daozi, why did you suddenly come to Wang's house to look for me?"

She really couldn't understand what would happen to the two people who had no intersection, and suddenly let this young man appear in front of her.

An Bulang still had a gentle smile on his face, and took out a pack of finely crafted, snow-white and beautiful candies from the ring, and said, "Here."

"This is... Xuebingsu..." Wang Xin was shocked when he saw the bag of sweets in front of him, and then a blush appeared on his cold face.

She reached out to take the candy, couldn't help but opened her small mouth at the candy on the spot, took a small bite, and then breathed out the white mist, narrowing her eyes slightly, showing a happy and nostalgic smile.

At this moment, Wang Xin looked at An Bulang differently: "Why did you buy this for me...do you like me?"

An Bulang took a breath of cold air: "No, no, don't think too much, it's just a meeting ceremony!"

"Well, it's delicious..." Wang Xin whispered, and then he couldn't help taking a bite. That beautiful face was no longer cold, but instead had a strange sense of happiness and satisfaction. He raised his bright eyes and said , "However...how did you know that I like to eat snow ice crisps?"

"Your grandfather told me this." An Bulang said.

"Grandpa!" Wang Xin's whole body stopped, not even chewing the snow ice crisp in his mouth, staring blankly at the boy in front of him with big eyes, "You, have you seen my grandpa?!"

"The ice sparrow chirped, dreaming of returning to the center of the lake." An Bulang said.

boom! When Wang Xin heard this, he seemed to be struck by lightning, his hands shook, and even the candy in his hand accidentally fell into the lake!

She was startled, and immediately reached out to pick up the candy again, blew on it, and then carefully took a bite: "Huh... It's okay, it didn't melt..."

Seeing the woman's reaction in front of him, An Bulang didn't know what to say.

I made a big move, but after all, you only care about food? No wonder Wang Botong specifically asked him to buy a Bingxue crisp before going to see her granddaughter.

"Well... my grandpa even told you this. It seems that you are worthy of my unconditional trust." Wang Xin ate ice and snow crisps, looked at An Bulang with bright eyes, and said, "My grandpa has been missing for a long time. Now, you know where he is right!"

An Bulang said: "About your grandfather, you must keep it a secret from the beginning to the end, and no one can tell it. This is related to your grandfather's life."

Wang Xin nodded solemnly and seriously.

After seeing the woman agreeing, An Bulang said: "I can't tell anyone about your grandfather now, including you. I hope you understand this."

Wang Xin froze for a moment, but still nodded readily.

An Bulang was very satisfied with the woman's reaction.

An Bulang said again: "I need the ice flame pearl."

Wang Xin took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Okay!"

"Come with me." Wang Xin waved his sword at the lake, the ice lake cracked, and even the lake water was split in half by her sword energy, and then jumped down.

An Bulang followed closely.

With his own blood, Wang Xin opened a seal at the bottom of the lake, took off a blue ice bead exuding extremely powerful fluctuations, returned to the lake, and then solemnly handed the ice bead to An Bulang.

"Ice Flame Lingzhu, a magic weapon at the spiritual level, is burned with spiritual flames for three hundred years and condensed with black ice for three hundred years. It has the characteristics of melting ice and fire, washing bones and cutting marrow, exorcising evil spirits and suppressing demons."

"It was originally forged by my grandfather, and he wanted to give it to me..."

Holding the Bingyan Lingzhu in both hands, Wang Xin said: "One pack of Bingxue crisps is exchanged for a Bingyan Lingzhu...it's not a loss, you have to use it properly!"

An Bulang looked at the woman in front of him who was reluctant but still seemed very cheerful. He felt relieved, took the Bingyan Lingzhu, nodded and said: "Don't worry, I will sell it for a good price."

Wang Xin: "???"

"Full of grandpa's love and emotion, I also regard the Ice Flame Lingzhu as a treasure, and you are actually going to sell it?!" Wang Xin's beautiful eyes widened, and the surrounding lake water began to freeze quickly.

The look of disbelief on his face seemed to say: Look, are you speaking human language? !

"Treasures are dead, but people are alive. It is more meaningful to be given treasures by those who cherish them. For example, the ice and snow crisps I gave you are different from the ice and snow crisps that your grandfather gave you. Right." An Bulang said something very meaningful.

"It tastes the same." Wang Xin blurted out.

An Bulang: "???"

"It's all delicious..." Wang Xin's face flushed slightly.

An Bulang opened his mouth, but found that he didn't know how to refute.

Come on, there is no way to reason with foodies!

The treasure was already taken, so An Bulang left to leave.

"Well, my grandfather... is he okay now?" Wang Xin looked at An Bulang's back and whispered.

"It's okay, your grandfather will come back in seven years." An Bulang promised.

Immediately afterwards, An Bulang's body disappeared in place.

Coming and going like the wind, only a woman in white was left alone in the middle of the lake.

"Seven years...why is it seven years...could it be..." Wang Xin took a bite of the Bingxue Crisp, "Hmm... what kind of magic is Grandpa practicing in seclusion?"

No one answered Wang Xin's doubts.

At this time, An Bulang had already rushed to the next welfare inheritance place.

"The next place is... Nong Hua Sect?"

An Bulang was riding a handsome lion, flying high in the sky, looking at the map in his hand and a piece of information collected recently, with a strange look on his face.

The Nonghua Sect is considered to be a relatively famous sect in the Bailing Empire, but its fame is not a particularly good one. Not to mention that the sect is full of female cultivators, which actually makes people quite fond of it, but one thing that makes people speechless is that they actually control the color industry of the entire Bailing Empire!

Yes, it is the color you want!

Sinking into the custom shops in the mortal world, and floating up to the color industries of various practitioners, there are shadows behind them, and some female cultivators of the Flower Sect even ended up in person!

Can such a sect be a legitimate sect?

An Bulang recalled the words of Fairy Fenli, the elder of the Nonghua Sect, that as long as she told her sister that there are actually nineteen movements in the eighteen styles of Nonghua, her sister Hongli, who is the current suzerain, would help him unconditionally. This is some kind of code between Fen Li and Hong Li.

That is to say, if he goes to the Huazong, he can get a powerful younger brother and an invisible huge force!

An Bulang touched his chin, lost in thought.

I don't know what kind of movement is the Eighteen Styles of Flowers, I really want to experience it...

Of course, An Bulang guessed that it should be some kind of profound Taoism.

He just purely likes to learn Taoism.

"Let's go, Junshi, let's get to the Huazong headquarters!"

"Alright! Master!"

With a flick of his wings, Junshi tore through the void and flew towards Nonghuazong's headquarters.

At this time, in the west of Hongmeng Continent.

On the Heavenly Dragon Mountain.

The Confucian scholar in plain robes raised his delicate face.

Underneath are monks wearing sun, moon and star robes, and they still look at Confucian scholars with reverence and respect.

This Confucian scholar is none other than Daoist Qingxuan, one of the three great powers of the Bailing Empire.

Master Qingxuan looked at the setting sun that was gradually falling down on the earth, his eyes were clear and indifferent on the surface, but in fact his thoughts were more chaotic, and the restless mind was still continuing.

He wanted to keep a low profile here for a while, but he couldn't calm down no matter what.

As the strongest group of people in Hongmeng Continent, it stands to reason that no one should be qualified to make him uneasy, after all, he is not afraid of anyone. But just because he stood high enough, he knew that there are immortals in this world, and immortals can occasionally come to the mortal world!

The only thing that could make an existence like him uneasy was the inexplicable and heavy trauma last time.

His injury has not recovered until now!

Daoist Qingxuan holds a strange metal ball in his hand, senses all kinds of important information from the Bailing Empire and its radiated territory from inside, and finally locks on the new Taoist of Bailing Empire Academy.

"Isn't it a foreign genius from three clans and six clans? Interesting..."

"Can traces of his activities only be traced back to the Canglan Country? Do you have some minor grievances with the Bi'an Pavilion?"

"Same photon."

Following the voice of Master Qingxuan came.

A young man in a golden Taoist robe stepped into the void and saluted: "Master, the disciple is here."

Master Qingxuan said indifferently: "Isn't the Bi'an Pavilion a force under your Guangming Sect?"

"Exactly." Tong Photon nodded.

"Let them go to the Canglan Country." Master Qingxuan said.