As the heroine of a novel, Baili Qingmiao's appearance is almost impeccable. She wears a goose yellow long skirt worn by female disciples of Shangqing Sect. Her long hair is simply tied up with the most common colorful rope. A fresh peach blossom is inserted in her bun, which is exactly the redness of the peach blossom. A few strands of light hair on her forehead make her face clean and refreshing without makeup. She only has a pair of light yellow fine bead earrings on her ears, and the breath of youth and beauty blows in her face.

Wen Ren'e was attracted by Baili Qingmiao's divine light and didn't notice what this woman looked like. Yin Hanjiang held the sword. In his eyes, Baili Qingmiao, who dared to release hostility to Wen Ren'e, was already a dead person.

He Wenchao finally rushed upstairs. He had been with Baili Qingmiao for more than ten years, and he was used to seeing her beauty. After going upstairs, his attention fell directly on Shu Yanyan. He spent money to order the waiter to invite a doctor for injuries, and then half-crouched beside Shu Yanyan's chair, and said with concern: "Miss Shu, don't worry, I will definitely seek justice for you!"

Shu Yanyan: "..."

No, is she the only one who found that Baili Qingmiao is actually very beautiful? Are these three men blind? And it is Baili Qingmiao who is seeking justice, why is He Wenchao joining in the fun?

Although she was full of doubts, Shu Yanyan, who was extremely ambitious, still remembered her mission-to seduce He Wenchao, and reluctantly put her pale little hand into He Wenchao's large palm, with her eyes full of attachment, saying: "My life is thinner than paper. It is a great honor to meet Mr. He today. Miss Baili, don't make enemies with others for me."

You can't beat them if you make enemies! Shu Yanyan muttered in her heart.

At this time, Baili Qingmiao was too young and had just established his foundation. He Wenchao was older and was only in the Jindan stage. There was no need for Wen Ren'e to take action, and Yin Hanjiang's sword did not need to be unsheathed. One finger could kill these two juniors of the Shangqing Sect.

After hearing what Shu Yanyan said, Baili Qingmiao was even more angry and regretful. Today, He Wenchao was going to visit Miss Shu. He said that several fellow apprentices met Miss Shu in the town a few days ago and helped her. Although it was an occasional act, they had to take responsibility to the end. If they saved Miss Shu but failed to save her to the end, this cause and effect would be counted on them, and the thunder of the heaven when they cross the tribulation in the future would be heavier.

Baili Qingmiao was only thinking about jealousy, and because of the matter of Senior Sister Liu, he had a quarrel with Senior Brother He Wenchao. They had planned to set off at 15:00, but she delayed it until 15:00. Senior Brother has great skills and is better than himself in deducing the secrets of heaven. Maybe today he felt something was wrong and was in a hurry to set off. If she had come earlier, Miss Shu might not have…

Baili Qingmiao, who was filled with guilt, was even more angry when she heard Shu Yanyan's pitiful words. She stretched out her arm, and a silver silk ribbon that didn't match the color of her clothes moved without wind. This was her life-defining magic weapon, Yingyue Xuanshuang Ling, which she refined after the foundation-building period. When she used it, it was like a silver light shining in the moonlight, which was extremely beautiful.

"Junior sister!" He Wenchao cared about Shu Yanyan and Baili Qingmiao, who had taken care of her since she was a child.

Seeing that the junior sister had offered her life-defining magic weapon, he was afraid that the other party was a cultivator and the junior sister would be injured, so he flashed in front of the junior sister, with the long sword unsheathed and floating in the air behind him, with the tip of the sword pointing at the two people.

Shu Yanyan cried, "Don't get hurt for me!"

The guests in the restaurant had been scared away when Yin Hanjiang threw Shu Yanyan downstairs. At this time, only a few people in the confrontation were left on the second floor.

Yin Hanjiang's expression darkened. Since the other party had already used his weapon, he also...

"Hanjiang." Wen Ren'e raised his hand and pressed down Yin Hanjiang's hand holding the hilt of the sword, and squeezed it hard to stop him from killing both the male and female protagonists with one move.

Yin Hanjiang had been lying in a pile of dead bodies for several days when he was young, and the corpse qi had entered his body. No matter how he practiced, his limbs and bones were all cold, and his hands were very cold.

Wen Ren'e practiced Taoism in the heat of blood and war. His blood temperature was much higher than that of ordinary people. His palms were hot, and he wrapped around Yin Hanjiang's hand and passed the temperature to him.

Yin Hanjiang dared not move after being touched by Wen Ren'e, as if at this time, even rubbing Wen Ren'e's palm with his fingertips would be a kind of transgression.

His hands were so cold, it seemed that he had internal injuries, which should be related to his childhood experience. Yin Hanjiang's difficulty in improving his skills should be related to this. The treatment method is to find the world's most yang spiritual medicine, the Snow Flame, which grows in the severe cold, as recorded in the book. Wen Ren'e pondered in his heart.

Yes, it was the Snow Flame that Baili Qingmiao lost half his life to help He Wenchao find.

Wen Ren'e had no interest in seizing the adventures of the male and female protagonists. He was now the number one in the world of cultivation, and he didn't need those opportunities, but Yin Hanjiang really needed the Snow Flame.

He had ignored Yin Hanjiang for so many years and treated him as an ordinary subordinate. If he hadn't seen the book, he would probably have ignored him all the time. Thinking of Yin Hanjiang's crazy and paranoid look after his death in the book, Wen Ren'e was moved and couldn't help wanting to be nicer to Yin Hanjiang.

"It seems that the two of you are immortals who have great magical powers. Why do you have to make a big fuss for a lowly woman?" Wen Ren'e didn't want to be an enemy of the half-master Baili Qingmiao, so he took the initiative to give in.

"What did you say!" His words made Baili Qingmiao even angrier. He wanted to attack, but was stopped by He Wenchao.

Baili Qingmiao had not been devastated by the plot at this time. His character was simple and innocent, and he couldn't tell the depth of the two. He Wenchao had experienced the mortal world several times, and could see that Wenren'e might have high skills. These two were so calm, could they be masters of the Nascent Soul stage?

His palms were sweating, and he carefully transmitted his voice to his junior sister: "Junior sister, they are not easy to deal with, I will stop them, you go to the master's gate for help."

In He Wenchao's heart, Baili Qingmiao was his favorite junior sister, and he must protect her. Even if he died, the beautiful and lovely junior sister could not be hurt.

"Senior brother..." Baili Qingmiao saw that his senior brother was on high alert, and then he knew that he had encountered a master, and he was afraid and grateful.

The two of them secretly planned by transmitting their voices, but they didn't know that with their magic power, the three people around them could hear it clearly.

Wenren'e was a little puzzled. He had already taken a step back, so why did the atmosphere become more tense? How should it end? What did he do in the past when he encountered such a situation? It seemed that... kill, kill, kill? He couldn't even remember the appearance of the person who had a conflict with him.

Fortunately, Shu Yanyan was there. As the right protector of the Lord, she saw through Wen Ren'e's thoughts at the first time, and immediately dragged her broken body to the middle of the four people. She grabbed the silver on the table with trembling hands, and cried, "Master He, Miss Baili, please don't get hurt for me. This gentleman is right. I'm just a lowly woman."

After that, she took the initiative to stuff the silver into her lapel and said with tears in her eyes, "Thank you for the reward, sir."

While performing, Shu Yanyan did not forget to send a voice message, "Master, I beg you, just say 'You are sensible. For the sake of Shangqing Sect, I won't bother with you two juniors' and go. My performance will definitely attract that amorous man."

Wen Ren'e nodded and recited, "You are sensible. For the sake of Shangqing Sect, I won't bother with you two juniors."

As soon as the voice fell, he pulled Yin Hanjiang and disappeared. He Wenchao and Baili Qingmiao couldn't catch up with him even if they wanted to.

"Miss Shu!" He Wenchao quickly picked up Shu Yanyan, who could only crawl due to a broken bone. He felt distressed. It was because his skills were too weak to defeat the two masters who were suspected to be in the Nascent Soul stage in front of him, so he let such a pitiful but strong and independent woman, like a lotus flower, be humiliated by him.

Baili Qingmiao saw He Wenchao holding Shu Yanyan, and saw that Shu Yanyan's legs were bleeding. Most of her white dress was stained red by blood. He didn't care about being jealous and said immediately: "Miss Shu is in this state. Ordinary doctors may not be able to make her heal. I will go back to the sect and ask Brother Yao to save her."

"Okay, I'll take her home first." He Wenchao nodded.

After Baili Qingmiao left, he picked up Shu Yanyan horizontally and took the weak woman to her dilapidated thatched house.

The house was shabby but clean and tidy. There were some exquisite embroidery hanging on the wall, which was enough to show that the owner was a poor but kind-hearted woman.

He Wenchao carefully placed Shu Yanyan on the bed covered with weeds. Shu Yanyan had lost too much blood and was dying. She was holding on to her breath and just wanted to avoid fainting. She raised her bloody fingertips with difficulty and said softly, "Mr. He, I should have seen through my poor body long ago. You don't have to..."

The moment the cold fingertips touched He Wenchao's face, Shu Yanyan successfully fainted, leaving a blood mark on He Wenchao's face.

"Miss Shu!" He Wenchao took Shu Yanyan's pulse and saw that Shu Yanyan was extremely weak. If this continued, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to wait for her junior sister to find Junior Brother Yao.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry!"

After saying that, he untied Shu Yanyan's belt and saw a silver ingot falling. He felt even more painful in his heart. He didn't care about the defense between men and women. He put his palm on Shu Yanyan's still warm heart and injected her with true power. At the same time, he took out a pill.

Ordinary people really can't bear the power of the cultivator's medicine and can't take it directly. But if there is a cultivator who is willing to help her use her true qi to dissolve the medicinal power and introduce it into her body, she can absorb it.

In doing so, the cultivator will lose some of his power, and few cultivators will waste their hard-earned true essence for an ordinary person. Junior Brother Yao has medicines that can help ordinary people absorb, which are generally given to junior brothers and sisters who have just entered the door and are unable to introduce qi into the body, but now they can't wait.

He Wenchao is in the Jindan stage, and his power is still good. After the true qi completed a large circulation in Shu Yanyan's body, he helped her feed the elixir mouth to mouth and helped her absorb it.

After an incense stick of time, Shu Yanyan's injuries healed, and He Wenchao hugged her, feeling a little relieved.

It was not until this moment that he realized what kind of soft and fragrant jade he was holding in his arms.

Why hasn't this... Junior Sister come yet!

Pretending to faint, Shu Yanyan sent a message to her subordinates over a thousand miles away: "You guys, stop Baili Qingmiao for me, I'll be done soon, don't let her find some ghost Brother Yao to ruin my plan!"

"No need to send subordinates, I have stopped Baili Qingmiao." A familiar and deep voice sounded in Shu Yanyan's ears.

Shu Yanyan: "..."

Lord, why did you do it yourself again? Your subordinates, your subordinates don't want to trouble you, it will definitely be bad if you do it!

Although she was crying in her heart, Shu Yanyan still opened her eyes calmly with a "moan", and saw herself lying in He Wenchao's arms, her clothes were still... She cried softly and her face was red.

On the other side, Baili Qingmiao once again sacrificed Yingyue Xuanshuang Ling, with a solemn expression, confronting Wen Ren'e and Yin Hanjiang.

Wen Ren'e did not let Yin Hanjiang take action. He stretched out a finger and gently tapped Yingyue Xuanshuang Ling. Baili Qingmiao's life treasure returned to her body obediently. She could not use any magic power at all.

At this time, Baili Qingmiao realized how strong they were. She grew up in Shangqing Sect since she was a child and had never gone down the mountain to practice. She thought that she was a cultivator and was much better than the martial artists. However, she did not expect that there were such hidden masters among the ordinary people down the mountain.

Senior brother was experienced and must have seen the strength of these two people a long time ago. He still firmly protected her. Senior brother was so good to her and was willing to sacrifice his life for her. She always had a bad temper and doubted Senior brother. It was really wrong.

"Kill if you want to. If I frown, I don't deserve to be a disciple of Shangqing Sect!" Baili Qingmiao said firmly.

Wen Ren'e didn't know about Baili Qingmiao's brain circuit, so he said calmly: "Miss Baili, don't misunderstand me. I... I deliberately got to know you because I really need your help."

He raised his hand slightly, and three magnificent chairs appeared in the barren mountain. They were not the chairs stored in the storage magic weapon, but three transparent chairs condensed from the spiritual energy in the mountain. The Mahayana cultivators communicate with the heaven and earth to a state of being at ease. Often, cultivators at this stage will not easily use magic weapons, and can condense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into weapons to attack others.

Wen Ren'e made a "please" gesture to Baili Qingmiao, and seeing Baili Qingmiao sitting on the spiritual chair tremblingly, he sat on it himself.

Usually, he would sit first, and he had to perform the half-teacher ceremony when facing Baili Qingmiao, so Wen Ren'e invited Baili first.

Among the three chairs, one was for Yin Hanjiang, but Yin Hanjiang did not sit on it. He stood quietly behind Wen Ren'e without expressing any opinion.

In front of Baili Qingmiao, Wen Ren'e did not force it. He said to the heroine: "Miss Baili, you should be able to see that with our strength, there is no need to embarrass a mortal. I just saw you walking downstairs and threw an object down to attract your attention."

Baili Qingmiao was very angry, but the person in front of her was too strong. She clenched her hands and restrained herself and said: "That's a person, not an object!"

"Really?" Wen Ren'e moved his fingers, and an ant crawling on the ground was blown to Baili Qingmiao's knee by the wind. He said indifferently, "What's the difference between the two?"

The little ant crawled hard on Baili Qingmiao's legs. She held up the ant with one hand and put it on the ground, trembling and said: "It's different, and the ant is innocent too."

"Miss Baili, have you eaten blood food since you lived to this day?" Wen Ren'e asked.

Baili Qingmiao didn't speak. After the cultivators have established their foundation, they can go on a fasting without eating, and rely on absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replenish their strength. She established her foundation a year ago, and she also grew up eating fireworks for the first seventeen years.

"That's different." She could only shake her head.

"You are a cultivator, you should understand that all things in the world have the same destination, and all things have spirits, no different from humans." Wen Ren'e said, "We cultivators absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, do you know how many living beings can be born? Shangqing Sect has occupied Lingshan for many years. Do you know how many rare and exotic animals lived in this mountain of Shangqing Sect in ancient times? Why is there none now? Because the human race cultivates in Shangqing Sect and seizes their spiritual energy, Lingshan can no longer breed innate spiritual creatures."

Baili Qingmiao has been practicing for a long time, and it is difficult to refute Wen Ren'e's words. His heart is in a mess, and he feels that all his previous concepts have been overturned. His true energy is out of control, and his internal organs are in pain like a knife.

Wen Ren'e couldn't just watch Master Ban go astray, so he changed the subject and said, "You don't have to blame yourself for this. Humans are now the most intelligent creatures on earth, and it's also due to chance. In the ancient times of gods and demons, humans suffered terribly. They could eat any bird, beast, spiritual flower or exotic plant, use their bodies to refine weapons, and absorb their souls. Now that humans are in the upper hand, it's just a matter of luck."

After saying this, Baili Qingmiao's expression looked better. The things that had been puzzling him seemed to have answers, and he felt much more open-minded.

She closed her eyes and thought quietly, but opened them after just a quarter of an hour. She stood up, clasped her fists and said to Wen Ren'e, "Thank you for your advice, master."

Wen Ren'e waved his hands, "It's just a small matter. I just casually talked about my understanding of the Way of Heaven. You can understand it because you are born to practice the Way of Mercy. Don't go the wrong way when you practice in the future."

Baili Qingmiao had just realized a little bit of the truth of heaven and earth. Her eyes were completely different from those of the innocent girl just now. Her eyes under her long eyelashes were ruthless and compassionate. Her sight seemed to fall on ants, but it seemed that she didn't see anything.

Wen Ren'e was very satisfied with this, but in a flash, Baili Qingmiao's eyes lit up again, and she came back to her senses and said, "Senior Brother and Miss Shu are still waiting for the medicine!"

Starlight appeared in her bright eyes again, and she returned to the appearance of a girl in love.

"Don't worry, that woman will be fine." Wen Ren'e said, "I came to you because I need you to help me get something."

"Senior, you just taught me how to practice. Baili Qingmiao is very grateful. If I can help you, I will definitely do my best." Baili Qingmiao said.

"I want a spiritual object, Snow Flame, to heal the old injury of my subordinate... friend." Wen Ren'e said.

Yin Hanjiang was slightly surprised and looked at Wen Ren'e.

"I heard from Master that the Snow Flame was born in the Wanli Icefield, and its whereabouts are unknown. For cultivators below the Jindan stage to enter the Wanli Icefield, it is a matter of life and death. Senior has profound magical powers. Can Baili help you?" Baili Qingmiao asked puzzledly.

Wen Ren'e said: "The Snow Flame is your opportunity. Others cannot use it. Only with your permission can I use it. Everything has a destiny. It is not something that can be obtained by profound skills."

In fact, as long as you follow Baili Qingmiao, you can snatch it after she gets the elixir. This is the way of the Demon Sect. However, Wen Ren'e cannot rob the things of his half master, nor is he willing to do something as despicable as stealing someone's opportunity. He wants to exchange.

"I can help you become a god, help you practice Taoism, and help you get what you want in exchange for the Snow Flame."

Wen Ren'e came up with this best of both worlds method that can both repay his master's kindness and help Yin Hanjiang. He nodded secretly for his wit in his heart, but he didn't know that Yin Hanjiang behind him had red eyes.

Yin Hanjiang lowered his head, not letting anyone see his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Excellency..."

Wen Ren'e flicked his black and dark gold patterned long sleeves, interrupting Yin Hanjiang's unfinished words, and transmitted his voice: "You are not allowed to refuse what I am willing to give you."