Chapter 200: The Way to Respond

"Master, what do you mean... is to let your disciple escape in the battle?" Xiao Wenbing hesitated for a moment and asked softly, with a hint of hope in his voice, hoping that he had heard it wrong or that he was the old man joking.

Shaking his head slightly, Xiao Wenbing thought to himself that he must have made a mistake. However, his self-comfort method lasted less than three seconds before it was completely broken by the old Taoist Xianyun.

"This is not called escaping in the face, it is called avoiding the edge for a while, do you understand?" Xianyun said seriously, and there was no sign of joking on his face.

Xiao Wenbing blinked his big eyes, and after a moment, he showed a beautiful smile and said, "Hehe... I don't understand."

Old Taoist Xianyun was stunned, and then glared at him in anger. This action was his signature move when dealing with those disciples on earth. As soon as it was made, those disciples would immediately become silent.

However, he soon realized that this facial expression could no longer have any intimidation to Xiao Wenbing. He sighed helplessly and said, "Oh, do you think you are so easy to be a hero?"

"Master, of course I know that it is not easy to be a hero. But..." Xiao Wenbing smiled bitterly and said, "But have you ever thought about your disciple? If the disciple hides it according to your wishes, how can I come out to meet people in the future?"

"What's wrong? As long as you say that an accident occurred during interstellar teleportation, you arrived at a planet without a teleportation array. Then, no one would doubt it if you guarantee it to your teacher." Old Master Xianyun smiled, and the expression on his face looked a little sinister at this moment.

"But..." Xiao Wenbing's eyes were rolling around. After a moment, he suddenly remembered a reason and said quickly: "But, Zhang Yaqi and Feng Baiyi are both by the disciples. How should the disciple explain to them?"

"Hmph, stop keeping me inseparable. I think there is no need to be a teacher to tell me about the relationship between you and them." Old Taoist Xianyun saw through his trick of shirking at a glance.

"Well, Master, you said it was righteous this morning. Didn't you tell your disciples not to lose face of the ancestors of the Secret Talisman Sect? If your disciples do this, then wouldn't they lose face?"

"Shame? Hum..." Old Taoist Xianyun snorted coldly with disdain, "It's better to be embarrassed than to lose one's life. The words of the master are to be heard by those old Taoists. As for our master and apprentice, of course we have to tell the truth."

"Master." Xiao Wenbing looked at the old Taoist priest and suddenly shouted affectionately.

Old Taoist Xianyun was frightened by his thief's eyes and asked, "What's the name?"

Xiao Wenbing came up and whispered: "Master, I just discovered today that you are actually very sinister."

Old Taoist Xianyun was furious and slapped him, but. The slap was purely a kind of movement with loud wind and small rain. It gently stroked Xiao Wenbing's face, and there was no stain on it.

Looking at Xiao Wenbing looked proud. As if he had expected it, he said helplessly: "No, what sinister, this is normal, do you understand?"

Xiao Wenbing nodded with a smile and said, "Disciple understand."

"I understand? You know, that's the truth." The old Taoist priest appeared in anger, scolded him, and then sighed sadly. He said, "Maybe, you will understand when you reach my age and accept the last closed disciple."

Xiao Wenbing stepped forward, grabbed the old Taoist priest's warm big hand, and said, "Master, I know, you don't want something wrong with me. But, I don't want to lose your old face either."

Old Taoist Xianyun's face twitched slightly and shook his hand away. He said, "How much is this old face worth your teacher? Besides, your kid's performance at the Secret Conference has already discarded my old face, so you don't need to care. This time, you stood up. Although you were happy, you were even more worried..."

"Yes, thank you for your concern."

"Oh... this time, I don't ask you to shine your family. As long as you can be safe and sound, everything is worth it."

Silently, Xiao Wenbing felt a warm current flowing in his heart. His face was filled with a smile, but there was a faint mist in his eyes.

He gently patted Xiao Wenbing's hand, and the old Taoist Xianyun's snow-white eyebrows trembled, and said, "Good boy, to be honest, when I accepted you as my subordinate, I also hoped that you could shine your ancestors and carry forward the Secret Talisman Sect."

He paused for a moment and said, "But now, in the heart of my old man, I don't care whether you can become a hero. What I care about is that you can live well." He emphasized his tone and said in a deep voice: "Remember, the forbidden area of ​​the dragon and phoenix is ​​not easy to leave. They are all unreasonable and moody guys. If you don't go, don't go."

"But, the invasion of the demon clan..." Xiao Wenbing murmured.

"If you invade, let them enter. The strength of our cultivation world will definitely make them return in vain." Old Taoist Xianyun said solemnly: "I know young people have the urge to become heroes. But, I tell you, there are not more heroes than you, and no less heroes. In millions of years, everything will return to dust. Who will remember? Whoever wants to be a hero? Just let him be a hero. You just need to survive with peace of mind."

"Master, since that's the case, why do you still want to come to Tianding Star?" Xiao Wenbing asked with his head raised.

The old Taoist Xianyun shook his head and said, "It's different to be a teacher. I am the head of the Secret Fu Sect. I can't lose my ancestor's face."

"Yes, Master, I understand."

"Hmm? You...ah, why are you still obsessed after talking for a long time?" Old Taoist Xianyun looked at Xiao Wenbing carefully. His eyes were fierce, and he knew at a glance that his disciple's words were just dealing with him.

Looking at Xiao Wenbing helplessly, he was already dry-mouthed, but Xiao Wenbing was just unmoved. He felt a little exhausted.

"Hehe, Master, the disciple went there this time, not because he was reckless, but because he had planned it." Xiao Wenbing smiled slightly and said confidently.

"Has planned it long been?"

"That's right, Master, please see."

After Xiao Wenbing finished speaking, he bowed deeply to the old Taoist Xianyun, and at the same time shouted in his heart: "Master, it's dangerous, help me."

The old Taoist Xianyun looked around and looked around, not knowing what Xiao Wenbing wanted to let him see.

His eyes were like lightning, and he turned around in circles. But he didn't notice it. He couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?"

Xiao Wenbing smiled bitterly and cursed in his heart. Where did the baby die? Didn’t he say he could teleport at any time? It is precisely because of such magical skills that he had the courage to boast about Haikou and go to the three holy places.

You should know that no matter whether it is a dragon or a phoenix, no matter how powerful they are, they are just creatures in the cultivation world. Compared to gods, they are a hundred and eight thousand miles away. I have a treasure god behind my back, and although I may not be able to beat them, as long as they can teleport at any time, then my life will naturally be unhindered.

However, if the treasure god cannot teleport at any time, then his life will be unprotected. Well, maybe he should consider the advice of his master.

At this moment, Xiao Wenbing felt a wave in the space keenly. He fucked it casually, and there was a ghost-headed sword in his hand.

"Two Broken Swords?" Xiao Wenbing roared in horror and immediately put the sword in his hand away.

The sword swirled in the air, as if it had fallen into the water, and disappeared in the void space.

"Huh?" Old Dao Xianyun was shocked. He was very capable and did not feel any fluctuations in his spiritual power. How did Xiao Wenbing open the mustard seed space?

"Baby God, let me go to Wanbao Hall." Silently, Xiao Wenbing turned his mind to the maximum power. If the baby God can't hear it anymore, Xiao decided not to go to the Dragon Palace Phoenix Nest.

Old Taoist Xianyun was surprised and deeply admired his disciple's magical means. He touched his white eyebrows that had fallen to his cheeks, and was about to ask what happened. But a ray of golden light came out from Xiao Wenbing's body. In an instant, Xiao Wenbing's body disappeared from the spot without a trace.

The old Taoist priest blinked. He stumbled his big mouth, and his snow-white eyebrows gradually stood up. For the first time in hundreds of years, the old Taoist priest stopped believing his eyes, and he exclaimed incredible: "This...what is going on?"

In Wanbao Hall, Xiao Wenbing patted the baby's mist-shaped body with lingering fear, and complained: "Master, why did you send that second-broken knife?"

"Aren't you called danger? Help?" The treasure god said inexplicably: "In this world, there may not be any creature that can withstand the second broken sword, so I gave it to you."

"But you know, the second Duan Dao is an immature product." Xiao Wenbing said seriously.

"Well, but it's not a big deal to use occasionally."

Xiao Wenbing raised his eyebrows and said, forget it, like the Mirror God, there is no explanation for this kind of guy. He sighed helplessly and said, "Master, remember, whenever I call for help in the future, you will teleport me directly. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand."

"From the future, I don't want to suddenly have some incomplete artifact in my hand. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand."

"Well, okay, now you can teleport me back." Xiao Wenbing ordered with satisfaction.

The baby god didn't act, but just blew a breath at Xiao Wenbing, and a golden light flashed and disappeared immediately.
Chapter completed!