From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 428: White Cloud Beauty

He was previously trained by the Yang family as the successor to the company, and he immediately saw what the two were doing.
This is acting, a fake match!

His own sister was helping Wang Shuhuan, helping him to delay time and defend the ring!
Thinking of this, Yang Xinwu's body shook, and the blood accumulated in his throat finally spurted out.
Damn it, I'm almost beaten to a bloody pulp by someone! Why don't you help your family defend the ring and act, but go practice Tai Chi with a yellow-haired boy?

The Qi-inducing disciple of Chunyang Hall who was fighting with Yang Xinwu saw Yang Xinwu spitting blood, and his face lit up with joy, thinking that they could finally see the dawn of victory.

Then, he saw Yang Xinwu with red eyes rushing towards him like a hungry tiger.

Surrounded by danger, the disciple of Chunyang Palace was so angry that he cursed.

Shit! Did this guy activate the blood demon? How come his fighting style became so brutal after spitting blood? -
There are only Li Yang and Chi Yanhong on the referee's bench now.

Because the battle was too intense and to prevent accidents, the four little ones have been stationed on different stages to maintain order.

Zhao Ziyao first stood there anxiously watching Yang Xinwu's situation on the ring. As time passed, she saw Yang Xinwu defeat another disciple of Chunyang Palace, and her confident look slowly returned to her face.

"I'll tell you, it's only useful if you rely on your own hard power! Taking shortcuts may bring temporary benefits, but it's doomed to fail in the long run and is not the right way!"

Zhao Ziyao was beaming with joy and looked very dignified.

Zhu Ling and Yu Bao ignored the hidden meaning in Zhao Ziyao's words and helped the defeated disciple up without saying a word.
Yubao and Zhu Ling were both speaking out to comfort the defeated disciple, and tears were already forming in Zhu Ling's eyes.

The idea is good, but when it is actually implemented, it is found that the effect is not that good.

Originally, the time for Chunyang Hall and Yanfa Hall to occupy the arena was 5:15
The Chunyang Palace only managed to steal three stages this time, and it was in danger. One of the original five stages was also taken away by the Yanfa Palace.
Now the ratio of Chunyang Hall and Yanfa Hall occupying the arena is 7:13, the gap is almost half!
Yubao looked at the disciples of Chunyang Palace who were still competing for the list with an unwilling look on his face. Then he lowered his head and avoided Zhao Ziyao and Wang Xin to inspect other arenas alone.

Seeing Yubao's cold face, as if covered with frost, the noisy and crowded crowd immediately made way for him.

A disciple who was collecting money in the crowd saw Yubao and quickly shrank his neck, lowered his body and ran out of the crowd.

Liu Ming ran all the way until he was completely away from the crowd and came to an eight-diagram stone pavilion. Then he stopped, panting.
"Liu Ming, are you avoiding me?"

Liu Ming's body trembled, and then he turned his head helplessly, looking at the elegant and calm female Taoist standing in front of the pavilion, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Oh, it's Taoist Master Yubao. Why would I hide from you? Didn't I just see you?"

Yubao watched Liu Ming put the coins and some strange things in his hand into his pocket, his eyes clear as water.

"I'm not here to arrest you. We've already noticed that you've set up a gambling game to place bets on the winners and losers of the ring."

After a pause, Yubao suddenly took a step forward and stared straight into Liu Ming's eyes: "Do you... hate me?"

Liu Ming quickly denied it: "No, that's impossible. You are the top of our Baiyun Beauty Ranking. Who would hate you?"

Yubao shook his head: "I know that the Qunfang Gang was created by you. Those things are meaningless."

Seeing that Liu Ming still had a fake smile on his face and was speaking in a slick manner, Yubao sighed and looked down at his toes.

"I know I don't understand the ways of the world. I'm just an old-fashioned person who only knows how to cultivate myself."

"I also know that many of your disciples who were strictly controlled by me privately said that I was conservative and an old-fashioned person, but I really tried very hard, very hard, very hard to be a good master..."

Yubao didn't look up. The belt around her waist was blown up by the night breeze from Baiyun Mountain, bringing with it a faint orchid-like fragrance.

Looking at the frail figure under the moonlight, Liu Ming wanted to say something to fool around, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back and hesitated to speak:
"Master Yubao, I have tried my best. I have been studying for the written test this morning for several nights!" "No, it's none of your business. It's my problem." Yubao shook his head and looked up at the bright moon in the sky with an extremely lonely look in his eyes.

That look was like a camellia washed in a mountain spring, cold and lonely.

"You know, I grew up in a Taoist temple. I only know how to read scriptures. I don't know anything else. I can't do anything. Even eating and washing clothes need others to take care of me."

"I came out of the Yuanjun Temple on Yaji Mountain just to prove that I can do other things besides reading Taoist scriptures, so when Li Zhenjun and Chi Zhenren invited me to be your lecturer and give you lessons, I was really happy."

"But it seems that I didn't do it well. I delayed you and betrayed their trust."

Yubao raised his head high. The sky was cloudless, but the bright moonlight and starlight were slowly becoming dim, as if separated by a thick layer of mist.

"Perhaps, I am really not suitable to be a master..."

Under the moonlight, Yubao spoke very slowly, so Liu Ming could hear it clearly.

These desolate words were like a knife, suddenly stabbing several holes in Liu Ming's heart.

Empty, with nothing, confused and helpless, one can only desperately try to grab something to fill it up.

Yubao talked for a long time, and Liu Ming's nonchalant expression gradually faded away, and then he raised his head pretending to be relaxed.

"Master Yubao, you have done a great job. Look at me. No one has ever caught me so responsibly and taken care of me so seriously before. When I meet a master like you, I will wake up laughing in my dreams."

"You don't need to comfort me. I know I've delayed you." Yu Bao shook his head: "You have a very good aptitude, better than you think. If you were not in my Chunyang Palace, but in the Yanfa Palace, you would have already attracted Qi by now..."

"It's not your fault, it's really not your fault, it's my own fault!"

"How could anyone hold back on making a breakthrough?"

Liu Ming wanted to explain something, but finally stopped himself.

Yubao smiled at the moonlight and spoke in a clear voice: "After the competition between the two halls, I will consider resigning from the position of lecturer in Chunyang Hall and return to Yuanjun Temple for retreat and cultivation. Perhaps, there will be someone more suitable to teach you."

Liu Ming's expression immediately changed: "Master Yubao, are you going to leave Baiyun Mountain?"

"Don't worry, I won't catch you leaving work early again."

After saying this, Yubao didn't stop any longer. Her cloud shoes stepped on the moonlight, and her beautiful figure slowly walked into the mountain mist and could no longer be seen.

Liu Ming chased into the fog, but found nothing.

After walking around for a while, I stood blankly under the stone pavilion, with only the mist rising from the mountains in front of me.
"You are originally a cloud floating in the sky, why do you want to be involved with the mud in the mundane world?"

"What a foolish girl who has no human touch and is stubborn..."

As he spoke and laughed, for some reason he slowly placed his left hand on his chest.

It seemed like it was completely empty there.

(End of this chapter)