Peerless Tang Sect's Shepherd Star Silver Dragon

Chapter 332 Resistance from the Disciple.JPG
  Yinglong briefly understood the composition, personnel and functions of their organization, and then began to make adjustments. Yinglong continued to do this for several days.

At the Dao Sect Grand Ceremony, a large sect that dominated the north was officially established. Both the Tianhun Empire royal family and the Noumenon Sect sent people to express their congratulations.

After the ceremony, Si Muqing officially opened the door to accept disciples, and at the same time wrote out a bunch of classics as a Taoist inheritance.

"Accept a disciple, accept a disciple! Is there a sect like you? Other sects wish they had as many disciples as possible, so you accepted a little Xue'er!"

Zhang Lexuan was so angry that she had never seen such a sect. There were only two masters and disciples in the whole sect.

She came to attend the ceremony on behalf of Shrek Academy this time. Because Si Muqing established his Taoism openly, it would be difficult for him to become the master of the Poseidon Pavilion!

"Sister Xuan, this is called elitism. I don't want to follow the mainstream!"

Si Muqing raised the corners of his mouth, ran behind Zhang Lexuan and squeezed her shoulders: "Don't be angry anymore, Sister Xuan, let me explain my thoughts to you."

"Elite? With just two people, you don't have to worry about those sects who have surrendered." Zhang Lexuan laughed angrily. She wanted to hear Si Muqing's excuses.

"First of all, people, or soul masters, have enough branches. As the Taoist sect of the ancestral court, we don't need so many disciples. In this way, we can avoid future battles with the branches as much as possible, while maintaining the transcendent status of the ancestral Taoist court. "

"Second, my plan is to dominate the world with one person, and use a few elites to maintain a transcendent stance to reconcile the conflicts between the sects. Having more people is not good." Si Muqing stood behind Zhang Lexuan, kneading and pressing with moderate strength.

"Those third sects, Sister Xuan, I can live for at least ten thousand years. What can't I do in ten thousand years? I believe that I can truly make them into a inheritance."

Si Muqing stopped and walked to Zhang Lexuan, holding her delicate and beautiful face like a flower in her hands.

The two sides' faces were so close that they could smell each other's breath. Si Muqing's heart moved slightly. With this movement and this distance, without a kiss, would they be worthy of each other?
  Si Muqing slowly pulled into the extremely close distance. Zhang Lexuan's long eyelashes trembled, and finally she simply closed her eyes and allowed him to take whatever he wanted.

Click! The shining white light comes on and goes out.

Si Muqing looked at the light in astonishment.

The girl who was as transparent as ice and snow put away the camera in her hand with an indifferent expression, delicate.

"Xue'er?" Si Muqing put down her hand, "Shouldn't you be entertaining guests?"

Xue Fei raised her eyes, her little mouth opened slightly, and her clear voice flowed: "So you just leave me alone outside and flirt with women here?"

Zhang Lexuan distanced herself from Si Muqing and moved away her blushing cheeks.

Ahem! Si Muqing coughed violently: "Master, isn't this just to train you! You have too little experience."

Xue Fei's blue eyes glowed with scorching brilliance, and the cold air overflowed from Wangshu's sword, and her plain white hands gently held the hilt of the sword.

"I have lived for seven hundred thousand years, and you are the first person to say that I have insufficient experience... no, life."

The awe-inspiring sword intent was frightening. Zhang Lexuan looked at Xue Fei in surprise, seven hundred thousand years? Is it the Snow Emperor? she thought to herself.

Zhang Lexuan then looked at Si Muqing and conveyed her meaning, how did you fool her into recognizing you as your master?

Si Muqing ignored Zhang Lexuan's strange and surprised look, walked up to Xiao Xuefei, stretched out his hands, and pinched Xuefei's cheeks with his fingers.

"Seven hundred thousand years, you must have been at home for seven hundred thousand years! Older home girl!"

Xue Fei's exquisite facial features were deformed, and other emotions appeared in her eyes containing the beauty of azure: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The corners of Si Muqing's mouth raised. It was indeed a pleasure to pinch the child's face, which was full of collagen: "Tell me where else have you been besides the Arctic Icefield? Shilipo Sword God? Or Lily Girl?" Xue Fei He suddenly drew his sword, and the severe cold fell at this moment. The white sword light was crystal clear, like eternal ice.

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, Si Muqing stepped forward and his body flew out.

Cold sweat seeped out on Si Muqing's forehead. He looked at Xue Fei with lingering fear. The girl's attack position just now was too dangerous.

"Girl, where are you attacking?" Si Muqing yelled angrily.

Xue Fei rubbed her reddish cheek with her left hand, and held a sword in her right hand to guard against Si Mu Qing.

"Who told you to treat me as a child?" Xue Fei showed a dangerous expression, "And I don't like girls."

"I don't like it, but the one I like happens to be a girl, right?" Si Muqing held the Shepherd's Star Sword in his hand, and the sharp sword intent could explode in his hand at any time.

Xue Fei waved the Wangshu Sword in her hand, four soul rings loomed over her body, and the strong wind mixed with snowflakes roared in.

Under the sword of the Shepherd Star, Ziwei Shelin is the symbol of heavenly ritual. The frantic elements calmed down with Si Muqing's sword, and the flowing green wind and flying snowflakes also returned to the void.

"Xiao Xue'er, do you want to try some family skills?" Si Muqing threatened.

Xue Fei's face turned red and she gritted her teeth and said, "Don't you have any other way?"

"As long as it works!" Si Muqing said nonchalantly.

Zhang Lexuan stood aside and watched the show.

Xue Fei's face turned cold and she said faintly: "I'm just physically small, but not mentally small. If you do this, you'd better think clearly."

The family law didn't hurt much, but it was so shameful. Xue Fei felt her face getting hot just thinking about it.

Zhang Lexuan thought thoughtfully, Xue Fei did not resist violently and was determined to die, so it was not a violent act. In other words, the so-called family law was not very harmful, but it was extremely insulting? Zhang Lexuan thought, but she knew that Si Muqing hated others threatening him the most.

As expected, Si Muqing said leisurely: "I really want to see the consequences of what you said."

"Mu Qing." Zhang Lexuan gently held Si Muqing's hand. She didn't want Si Muqing to fall out with Xue Fei because of a moment of anger.

"She is the Snow Emperor after all, and has her own pride and dignity." Zhang Lexuan dissuaded her.

Si Muqing looked at Xue Fei. She stood upright with her petite body, her face was slightly red, her teeth were biting her lower lip, and there were faint tears in her blue eyes.

He began to reflect on himself, had he gone too far towards Xue Fei? This is unacceptable for any mentally mature girl!

Si Muqing reached out and stroked Xue Fei's silver hair, and said apologetically: "I won't treat you like that in the future. It was my mistake. I didn't consider your mentality. I apologize to you."

Xue Fei breathed a sigh of relief and sheathed the Wangshu sword. She was actually very grateful to Gu Yuena and Si Muqing.

One saved her from certain death, and the other gave her the warmth and protection of home. That's why she pretended to be tender in front of Si Muqing, pretending to be a little sister and calling him brother.

"Brother Mu Qing." Xue Fei pulled Si Mu Qing's sleeve and called softly.

"I'm here." Si Muqing held Xue Fei in his arms.

(End of this chapter)