Chapter 2248 From Today Onwards, I Am Ba Song Xuansheng

This handsome Tyrant Song was wearing an equally handsome windbreaker, holding an umbrella in his hand.

If you look closely, you can see that this umbrella is actually a sword + scabbard + barbed umbrella.

As long as this umbrella is shaken, it can shake out the ferocious barbs, which will cause damage such as tearing and bleeding when pierced into the enemy's body.

It's a big murder weapon!

"Who?" Master Feng Yiqin stared at the man who suddenly appeared, extremely vigilant.

This is a secret realm composed of fragments of heaven, and there are 'space imprisonment' everywhere. Especially where she is staying now is her cave, and it is the core retreat of the cave.

On every inch of the land here, there is a space confinement method that she personally portrayed.

But the man who appeared suddenly entered her directly through spatial means.

Like entering nowhere.

【Is my space confinement so bad? 】Feng Yi Qin master began to doubt.

"Well, you can call me... Tyrant Song." Senior Bai said seriously.

Acting requires a full set of performances. Even if Song Shuhang is now trapped in the walls of the 'Heavenly Dao Black Room', the world will not be able to remember the prestige of 'Tyrant Song'. But as long as he still plays the role of Song Shuhang, he must have the quality of an actor.

Originally, Senior White was going to find an opportunity to pack the master Feng Yi and important figures from the 'Heavenly Court Remaining Party' and send them to the 'Heavenly Dao Little Black House'. After Song Shuhang had the power to protect himself in the future, he would bring them together. release.

But just now, he changed his mind when he heard the conversation between the golden man and the master Feng Yi.

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"Ba Song?" Master Feng Yi stared at the 'Ba Song' in front of him.

The next moment... the effect of 'no one in the world does not know the king' comes into play.

Domineering Song Song ~

"Bai Shengjun!" Master Feng Yiqin shouted.

Senior White's little hands froze—it's embarrassing to be exposed to the holy name in person.

How does this go on?

He raised his hand and flicked the small silver medal on his wrist,

With a sigh, "Sure enough, after Shuhang was left in the small dark room, the function of changing the holy number with one click would be invalid, which would be no fun."

Master Feng Yi: "..."

Golden man: "..."

After thinking for a while, Senior White reached out and turned it over.

A 'sacred seal' appeared in his palm.

Looking at the holy seal, Senior White fell into contemplation.

"No... not good, Senior White is distracted again!" Heipi Yurouzi's half body emerged from the shadows and reminded.

"I didn't get distracted, I was just thinking about the problem." Senior Bai bent over and fondly patted Soft Feather's head.

Then, he looked at the golden man and asked aloud, "Fellow Daoist, do you sell the golden paint in your hand?"

"Of course it's for sale. Today is a big discount, half price, buy one get one free." The golden man showed a hearty smile, as if he had found a bosom friend.

"Please bring me a bucket." Senior White nodded.

The golden man took out a new bucket of golden paint and handed it to Bai Sheng, along with a row of large and small brushes: "The original price of No. 1 gold paint is one ninth-grade spirit stone, and you will receive five eighth-grade spirit stones at half price. If you like the guest, I have several styles, and the supreme model only needs 888 ninth-grade spirit stones, and you can take them home."

Senior White took the golden paint and turned his holy seal upside down.

He carefully painted a thick layer of gold paint on the holy seal with a small brush, covering up the original 'White Saint Monarch' holy title.

【What is this for? 】Feng Yiqin master looked confused.

To print gold paint for Saint?

But the holy seal of the eighth-grade Xuansheng is a conceptual item. As long as you take it back, the next time you release it, it will still look brand new. Even if you paint it with gold paint, you can't make it a gold seal, right?

While thinking about it, the white saint in front of him has used 'gold paint' to paint a one-centimeter-thick layer of paint on the holy seal.

Then, he began to repaint on the lacquer layer above the holy seal, engraving the words [Tyrant Song].

It's more points than 'Tyrant Song'... but it has the same effect when you read it.

"It's done." Bai Sheng breathed lightly on the holy seal.

This breath is like a kind of 'gift', which imbues the holy seal with new spirituality.

The holy seal shines brightly.

Then, when Master Feng Yiqin found himself staring at Bai Sheng, the effect of 'no one in the world does not know the king' turned into the effect of 'tyrant Song'.

Master Fengyi: "!!!"

What is this operation?

She has lived for so long, from ancient times to the present, and she has never heard of her being able to change her "Holy Name" like this.

Just too much.

Could it be the function of this golden paint?

This golden paint, so amazing?

Master Feng Yi turned his head to look at the golden man... However, the golden man also stared wide-eyed, the boss with his mouth open, looked at Bai Sheng with a standard expression of 'puzzling'.

This expression is very obvious, the golden paint does not have the effect of 'changing the holy name'.

"Very good~ Now, I am Xuansheng Tyrannical Song." Senior Bai said with satisfaction, he handed over his holy seal to Soft Feather Heipi and asked her to keep it.

Because if the holy seal is recovered, it will be restored. In order to maintain the golden paint effect, the Holy Seal can only be hung outside for the time being.

"Next, let's talk." The new 'Tyrant Song Xuansheng' said to the master Feng Yi and the golden man.

The golden man smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist, please speak."

"How did you get in?" Feng Yiqin master asked eagerly.

"I came in through my spatial talent, don't worry, your spatial confinement is very complicated, and ordinary people can't crack it, so don't worry." Senior White comforted.

Master Feng Yi: "..."

"I listened to the exchange between the two of you just now. As long as Fairy Fengyi is free, you don't need to care about the 'Resurrection Formation'. Can you write off the past matters?" Senior Bai said.

"What happened in the past?" Master Feng Yi asked suspiciously.

"Well, you probably don't remember. In fact, it's mainly the 'Confucian Saint Resurrection Formation' that you collected, because something happened to us. Your claws are missing, and it's also my reason... But, it's you who first Come to fight us, so come back, the matter of the claws is your own fault." Senior Bai explained.

Feng Yiqin master recalled bitterly, but could not remember anything.

"About this matter, can you all sit down and have a good talk and discuss a solution? I don't ask for a write-off, but always have a good talk to see if it can be solved." Senior Bai put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker - secretly Pinch the sword.

Before the master Fengyi could answer, the golden man beside him suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, may I talk to Fairy Fengyi first?"

Senior White looked at Master Feng Yi.

"I have a good talk with Fairy Fengyi in private." The golden man said.

He seems to have discovered that the white predecessors are secretly choking swords?

"Alright." Senior White nodded.

"Fairy Fengyi, I think there is actually some misunderstanding between you and Xuansheng Tyrannical Song. So, if possible, everyone can sit down and have a good talk." The golden man said.

"Do you know the one called Ba Song?" Fairy Feng Yi narrowed her eyes.