Chapter 536 Unless You Are a Player in the Game, Don’t Discuss the Matter.

Dongfang Yuqing whispered:

"The son wants to avoid it, but instead promotes it."

"Bai Zihua has always adhered to the principle that right is right and wrong is wrong. Hua Qiangu is just a calamity of his life and death, and he has done nothing wrong."

"How could he possibly kill her? From the moment he gave Hua Qiangu the Sword of Death, he had given up on killing her."

He paused slightly:

"I just calculated that Bai Zihua would not kill Hua Qiangu. I wanted to use some more tricks to make him accept Hua Qiangu as his disciple."

"But I didn't expect that Hua Qiangu didn't care about becoming a disciple for some reason."

"And this Bai Zihua had the audacity to first accept Hua Qiangu as his mother's spiritual insect as his disciple, and then randomly found an excuse to let Hua Qiangu stay in the Jueqing Palace."

"You dare to fight against the sky and face the tribulation directly."

Dongfang Yuqing's face showed a chill:

"Since he doesn't even pay attention to the calamity of life and death, then don't blame him for being entangled in a heinous crime."

at the same time.

Outside the Jueqing Palace, in the peach grove, there were waves of hoarse and rough piano music, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

I saw Bai Suyang sitting cross-legged in front of a desk, sweating on her forehead, playing the piano and playing music.

Hua Qiangu, who was on the field, couldn't bear to look at her face. He quickly stepped forward and patted her shoulder, signaling to stop the current demonic sound penetrating her ears, and then said:

"Sugar baby, okay, if you keep playing, I'm afraid your master will throw you off the island."

Suddenly, Bai Suyang looked at a deep and cold figure not far away:

"Dad, Master, playing the piano is too difficult. How can cultivation and boxing be simple? You told me that boxing is domineering and does not require so many fancy things. With one punch, everyone in all directions will be destroyed."

Before Yang Jiao could say anything, Hua Qiangu explained:

"Music warfare is one of the most frequently encountered in battles. The guqin is the best of the four arts and the first of the eight tones. Its sound is the deepest and the most touching. As for other musical instruments, just understand it. Only the guqin should be Good practice."

Bai Suyang looked confused:

"I just follow the teachings of my father and master. When plucking the strings, I have to turn them so that my fingers are vertical and then downward naturally."

"When playing strings, the right finger should not be too deep, so that the pronunciation of true and false chords will be clear. Don't be impatient. Concentrate and gather your energy, and the sound waves will be released layer by layer. Each wave has the power to break stones and separate gold."

She repeated Yang Jiao's previous teachings, and her hands unconsciously began to pluck the strings. The magic sound that made people's scalp numb and blue veins bulge immediately sounded again in Taolin.

Yang Jiao waved his sleeves and wiped out the demonic sounds on the field:

"That's all, the way of music is not worthy of your existence. Go and put the piano in your hand back to the piano room."

Bai Suyang was overjoyed and said hurriedly:

"Yes, father and master, I will put it back right now."

After saying that, he picked up the guqin and disappeared in a flash.

After a while, Yang Jiao's eyebrows moved slightly and he suddenly said:

"Didn't you just leave Changliu with Tan Fan? Why are you back again?"

A ray of light flashed, and Xia Zixun appeared. She walked over slowly:

"I'm not here to find you. I just heard that you took in a disciple at the Immortal Sword Conference. Your talent is unparalleled, but your character is a bit domineering and arrogant."

"I came here just to meet the person who has the ability to become your apprentice."

Because not only is there a barrier outside Changliu Mountain, but also where the three Changliu statues live, there is also a barrier to protect against enemies and prying eyes. In addition, there is an extremely unpleasant figure not far away.

For a moment, he was not sure who would be accepted as a disciple, so he opened his red lips:

"I remember you said before that you wanted to take that spirit worm as your disciple. So, the talented, arrogant and domineering chief disciple of Changliu Sect that is rumored to be the spiritual worm you are talking about?"

Yang Jiao nodded:

"good."

Xia Zixun's eyebrows moved slightly and he glanced at Hua Qiangu:

"Even if you take in a disciple and regard Hua Qiangu as your mother, there is no need to bring her back to the Jueqing Palace."

Yang Jiao's eyes were deep and he said:

"When will it be your turn to intervene in my long-term stay?"

Xia Zixun's face froze upon hearing this, and just when he opened his mouth to speak, a green light escaped from the Jueqing Palace.

I saw Bai Suyang dragging Yang Jiao's sleeves and saying coquettishly:

"Dad, Master, I have already fully understood the "Seal of the World Honored One" that you taught me. It's just because of my lack of cultivation that I can't exert its full power. If you have any other powerful magical methods, can you teach them to me as well? .”

Xia Zixun frowned:

"Father, master? Zi Hua, how is this unbecoming? You pamper your disciple so much, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble for you in the future?"

Yang Jiao said calmly:

"It is often said that poor people raise children and rich people raise daughters. Aren't daughters meant to be loved and pampered?"

Xia Zixun said angrily:

"Zi Hua, why do I feel that since you met Hua Qiangu, both your style of dealing with things and your temperament have changed. The person next to you is just your disciple, not your daughter."

Bai Suyang's bright eyes flashed and she asked with a smile:

"My name is Bai Suyang. Do you think Bai Zihua is my father?"

Xia Zixun really didn't expect that he loved this girl so much. He not only accepted her as a disciple, but also gave her a name. It seemed that he really raised his disciple as his daughter.

However, when he thought about how this girl's mother was Hua Qiangu, whom he had always been at odds with, how could he feel close to her? He felt so hateful that she was as unruly and hateful as Hua Qiangu.

She said coldly:

"You are still the same as your mother. You are neither big nor small, and you don't know the dignity or inferiority. I am a high-ranking immortal. Do you not know how to bow when you see me?"

Bai Suyang smiled charmingly:

"The owner of the Jueqing Hall is my father and master. As soon as you came, you alienated the father-daughter master-disciple relationship between me and my father and master. Everything you said and said showed that you are a bad visitor."

"How can I show the slightest bit of demeanor to the Immortal? How can I know the etiquette and respect the Immortal Zixun from the bottom of my heart?"

Xia Zixun looked cold:

"You are like your mother, who has a sharp tongue."

Yang Jiao shook his head:

"What is my character? What others know is none of their business. Don't talk about what is wrong unless you are a player in the game."

"Zixun, let me help you completely let go of your obsessions today."

While he was speaking, Xia Zixun was caught off guard, a ray of light converged between his eyebrows, and he fainted.

Yang Jiao thought, and she floated into a wing room in the Jueqing Palace.

Bai Suyang said puzzledly:

"Dad, Master, what is this?"

Yang Jiao said calmly:

"She was trapped in a word of love and couldn't extricate herself. Let her go through thousands of lifetimes of debt and love in her dream, and then break out of it."

"Do you want to experience it?"

Bai Suyang waved his hand nonchalantly:

"Love, there is nothing more attractive than practicing cultivation to become stronger. Moreover, what makes me happy and yearning is that all the people in the six realms will be defeated by my fist."

"I feel that this Immortal Zixun is either distracted by love, which has prevented his cultivation from progressing, or he feels that he has reached his limit."

"Without the possibility of improvement in cultivation, I gave up on myself and became obsessed with the word love."

"Master and dad, it's true that you must not be dragged into the water by her. The further away from so-called love, the better."

"Otherwise, I am afraid that the title of the number one person in the fairy world will be inherited by me soon."

When she said this, she turned to look at Hua Qiangu and shouted:

"Mother, do you think so?"

When Hua Qiangu heard this, a hint of coolness flashed through his eyes, and he smiled and said:

"You are truly a good daughter and disciple of Your Majesty."

"You only care about your father and master, and you also want to defeat all the people in the six realms, right?"

"Why don't you, mother, compete with you today?"

When Bai Suyang heard this, she felt an inexplicable chill on the back of her head, but she still said in a tone of voice that she was afraid of hurting her mother:

"Mom, sugar baby has a heavy hand, just in case I hurt you."

Hua Qiangu smiled lightly and interrupted:

"In a competition, you will inevitably get injured. Just don't complain about my mother's heavy hand later."