My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

"Hmm~"

Yue Yingying murmured half asleep and half awake, turned over and turned her back to Ling Xiaodong.

"Master, wake up, don't sleep! There are guests coming to see you."

Ling Xiaodong increased the force of shaking Yueyingying's shoulders, causing her to slowly wake up.

"Don't make trouble! Didn't you see that I was sleeping?"

Yue Yingying closed her eyes and beat Ling Xiaodong's hand away, and changed her posture again, from lying on her side to lying on her back, and even pulled up the brocade quilt wrapped around her body.

Ling Xiaodong had no choice but to put his hand into the warm and fragrant soft quilt of the master, and pulled Yue Yingying's hand out of the quilt, trying to pull her up.

"There is a guest who wants to see you by name! They are already waiting in the living room!"

Yue Yingying was so noisy by him, she got up angrily and came up, she finally opened her eyes and glared at Ling Xiaodong who disturbed her dream.

"No! What kind of guests! Get rid of them! I want to sleep!"

Ling Xiaodong let go of Yue Yingying's arm, and confirmed to the master solemnly:

"Master, are you really gone?"

"not see!"

While speaking, Yue Yingying moved towards the inner side of the boudoir bed, facing the wall and closed her eyes again.

"The disciple knows."

Ling Xiaodong glanced at Yue Yingying, who had her back turned to him on the bed, and pretended to be unintentional and said:

"It's a pity that she brought the token from the master and traveled thousands of miles to find you. Since the master doesn't want to see this predestined person, I will tell her to go back."

"and many more!"

Yue Yingying suddenly opened her eyes, lifted the quilt and sat up on the bed, staring fixedly at Ling Xiaodong in the room with her beautiful eyes.

"What did you say!"

Chapter 1

Yue Yingying's black hair was disheveled, her eyes were round, and she almost gritted her teeth and asked Ling Xiaodong sharply.

Ling Xiaodong felt that if she told her master that it was just a joke at this time, she would tear herself apart.

Although he knew that this matter was extremely important to the master, he still rarely saw Yue Yingying so excited and furious.

"That person is already waiting in the living room."

"take me!"

Yue Yingying tossed off the quilt at a very fast speed and got out of bed, her beautiful feet wrapped in white socks nimbly stepped into the boots next to the bed, she got up with her hands on the edge of the bed and was about to walk towards the door.

"Hey! Wait! Master, you haven't put on your robe yet!"

Ling Xiaodong quickly persuaded the master who was about to run out in only his underwear.

Yue Yingying frowned slightly, and waved towards the messy boudoir bed, a pure white Taoist robe flew straight out from the tangled brocade quilt, wrapping her ingeniously perfect body.

Two ribbons followed, a wider one tied around the waist as a belt, and a shorter one wrapped around the back of the head to bind her dark blue hair.

Yue Yingying casually used her slender fingers to pull the hair from the sideburns behind her ears, even if she hastily finished her makeup.

At this time, she was not as excited as she was at the beginning, but Ling Xiaodong could feel the turbulent emotions hidden beneath her master's cold expression.

Yue Yingying lowered her eyelids and asked Ling Xiaodong coldly:

"Plum, Lan, Zhu, Chrysanthemum, which hall is that person in?"

"It's in the Lan Hall near the gate."

As soon as Ling Xiaodong finished speaking, Yue Yingying directly pushed the door open and walked out of the room. With a wave of her sleeves, a strong wind came out of the ground, engulfing her body and flying towards the main entrance.

Ling Xiaodong looked up at the back of the master who was getting smaller and smaller, scratched his head and said:

"So excited?"

"Hiss—I'd better hurry over and stop the two of them from fighting."

Although he can't fly, Ling Xiaodong's speed on the ground is no slower than that of Yue Yingying flying in the sky.

When Yue Yingying landed at the entrance of the Lanting Hall, Ling Xiaodong who was following her master just arrived.

With a creak, the door slowly opened.

Sitting inside Youzai Youzai drinking tea and eating cakes, Zheng Si'er looked sideways towards the door.

The first person to walk in was Daoist Ling whom he had seen earlier, followed by a beautiful fairy in white clothes.

Zheng Sirer was slightly stunned when she saw Yue Yingying.

Just by looking at that elegant and elegant aura, Zheng Sirer knew that this must be the Taoist Mingyue written on the map.

But she never thought that Taoist Mingyue would be so young!

This is completely different from the old Taoist priest with white eyebrows and white beard in her imagination.

Zheng Si'er hurriedly put down the half-eaten pastry in her hand, wiped her right hand on her clothes, stood up and bowed respectfully to Yue Yingying, cupping her fists and saluting.

"Zheng Sirer, the crown prince of Beijing, has met Taoist Priest Mingyue."

Yue Yingying glanced at Zheng Si'er, spread her palms towards her, and said lightly:

"What about things?"

Zheng Sirer raised her head and looked blankly at Ling Xiaodong beside her.

"Something? What?"

"It's that map!"

Ling Xiaodong hurriedly reminded her that Zheng Si'er suddenly realized that she turned around and took out the map from her bag, holding it with both hands and handing it to Yue Yingying in front of her.

Yue Yingying snatched it unceremoniously, took the scroll in her hand and unfolded it, frowning and looking up.

There was a long silence in the house.

Zheng Si'er stood on the spot, looking at Yue Yingying in front of her who was holding a map and kept silent, feeling a little overwhelmed, and felt that the atmosphere in the room became extra dignified.

She looked at Daozhang Ling next to Yueyingying as if asking for help, but Daozhang Ling didn't seem to be looking at her, but was staring at the beam in a daze.

"That... Taoist Priest Mingyue..."

Zheng Sirer couldn't help but break the silence in the room.

Only then did Yue Yingying move her eyes away from the map, she looked up at Zheng Sier, and asked coldly:

"Only this one?"

Zheng Sier's throat moved slightly and she swallowed.

"According to my master, the Taoist who helped the palace four years ago only left this. There should be nothing else."

"Help the Taoist in the palace? Then what else did he say?"

Zheng Sirer thought for a while and replied seriously:

"He just gave this map to the palace, saying that when he encounters difficulties, he can open it and go to the people above for help."

Yue Yingying withdrew her gaze and put her gaze back on the map in her hand.

The room fell silent again.

Zheng Si'er looked at Yue Yingying who was frowning and silent in the room with admiration.

Worthy of being an expert!

The book said it was really good!

If the personality is not weird and weird, then you can't be called a master!

"Master Mingyue, now there are Huns staring at you outside, natural disasters and man-made disasters inside, and monsters rampant! The people of Dazhou are miserable, and please come out to help the prince!"

"Oh?"

After hearing what Zheng Sier said, Yueyingying looked at her with interest.

"With such internal and external troubles, Master Zhou is still alive. Is her Taoism more profound than mine? Why don't you just go to the capital and ask her for help?"

Zheng Sier's expression froze, and she hesitated for a long time. Finally, she gritted her teeth and told all the secrets.

"Emperor Da Zhou is fatuous and ruthless. Even at this critical juncture, he still doesn't care about the life and death of the people in Liming. He spends a lot of money on building and building, just to build the Immortal Mausoleum."

"My lord, she is a good lord who is upright and upright. Since a foolish king is useless, it is better to let her be the emperor. She will definitely be a sage inside and a king outside, and create a bright and prosperous world for the people!"

Zheng Si'er bowed deeply to Yue Yingying, her heart beating like a drum.

After all, this is the severity of treason and injustice, let alone it was spoken by my son.

Yue Yingying nodded slightly, with a clear look in her eyes.

"You mean to ask me to help you rebel?"

"Exactly!"

Yue Yingying did not continue to pay attention to her, but stretched out her hand and threw it, and the map in her hand floated in the air.

She raised her right hand, and the wide cuff slid to her elbow, revealing a small part of her white lotus root.

Snapped!

Yue Yingying snapped her fingers, and the map floating in front of her was swallowed up by the golden rootless fire.

The flame was not big, but the billowing heat swept across the entire Lanting Hall in an instant, the light was so dazzling that it was not ordinary fire at first glance.

Ling Xiaodong squinted his eyes and looked into the flames, only to see that even though the map inside was burned by such flames, it was still not ignited, and it still maintained its original appearance.

After burning like this for a while, Yue Yingying waved her hand again, and the flames dissipated. After being burned by the flames, the originally yellowed map became as white as new.

Ling Xiaodong walked over the master's shoulder, and was surprised to find that all the pictures on the map had disappeared, only a line of writing remained.

But before he could see clearly, the paper fell back into Yueyingying's hands.

"Ah!"

Yue Yingying glanced at the writing on it, then snorted coldly, threw the paper away, turned around and walked out the door.

"I'm not interested, I won't go."

Chapter 191 Who is she?

Following the loud bang of the door closing, Yue Yingying slammed the door hard and left.

The paper flipped and fluttered in the air like fallen leaves, and finally fell to the ground slowly.

In the Lan Hall, only Zheng Si'er and Ling Xiaodong were left looking at each other.

Zheng Si'er looked at the drawings that fell on the ground in bewilderment, and didn't know what he did wrong, which caused Taoist Mingyue to be so furious.

Ling Xiaodong bent down to pick up the paper, frowned and looked up.

There are only eight large characters written on it:

The way to become an immortal lies within.

His brows furrowed even deeper, and he lowered his head as he looked at the eight big characters on the paper and fell into deep thought.

The way to immortality?

It means that the master's fairy fate is in the extreme north?

But why was the master so angry when he left? Seeking Taoism and becoming an immortal is not the ultimate pursuit of all monks in their lives?

"that......"

Just as Ling Xiaodong's mind was racing with thoughts, Zheng Si'er asked cautiously:

"Master Ling, did I say something wrong?"