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

"Then what if the master meets a master or a stronger opponent on the way? And a pure Taoist priest like the master has no power to restrain a chicken, what if..."

Ye Yiyun stopped in her tracks, turned her head and looked helplessly at Ling Xiaodong behind her who was worrying about this and that.

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

"I'm afraid you have misunderstood Yingying's realm, but for monks who have entered the upper three realms, all the force in the mortal world will not be a threat to them. Even if they meet a great master, they will not be afraid at all."

Ling Xiaodong shook his head in disbelief.

"Is it so powerful? Why do I think Master..."

"some!"

Ye Yiyun replied decisively:

"The monks of the upper three realms are commonly known as half-immortals in the mortal world. The most important thing is their own small world. As long as they are within this range, even if they are skilled in martial arts, they can't do anything about it. This is the reason why the four famous mountains can stand for so long. "

Ling Xiaodong nodded slightly, but after thinking for a while, he felt something was wrong.

"Since the monks in the upper three realms are so powerful, why didn't the imperial court allow them to destroy the Huns in the Northern Region and quell the rebellion in the Central Plains?"

Ye Yiyun put her hands behind her hands and let out a long sigh, then stepped forward again.

"How can it be so simple, do you think there are many monks who become immortals in half a step?"

Ling Xiaodong was slightly taken aback.

Isn't it much?

As long as I know each other, the master counts as one, and Li Pengjiao counts as one, so wouldn't there be two?

Moreover, I have already completed the three realms, and the seven-star realm can be said to be just around the corner, and it is not difficult.

"Let me just put it this way, there are no more than two well-known half-immortals in the world. There is only one national teacher in the imperial court. Even Kunlun, the ancestor of Wanshan, has only three in total. The other four famous mountains are Wudang, Dragon and Tiger, and Qingcheng. , Qi Yun each has one."

"The reason Luojiao is able to dominate in Central Continent is also because the leader and his left protector are half-immortals of the upper three realms."

"Hiss~ so the master is so powerful?"

Ling Xiaodong couldn't help but gasped when he heard that, Yue Yingying's image suddenly became incomparably magnificent and tall in his mind.

"Since the monks in the upper three realms are so rare, why did I have such a hard time in Mingyue Temple? Isn't the master able to make a lot of money with just a finger?"

Ye Yiyun nodded slightly.

Ling Xiaodong's statement is not wrong, but the problem lies with Yue Yingying.

"Then you have to ask your master why you don't bother to lower your head to bite the pancake even if it is hung around her neck. It doesn't mean that she deserves to starve to death."

Ling Xiaodong was dumbfounded.

Indeed, as Aunt Yun said, the greatest pleasure of the master all day is being able to lie on the bed without doing anything, even if he has the supernatural ability, it will have no effect.

The two walked in front of each other on the bluestone avenue of Qingfengguan.

Just after the two of them quieted down, Ling Xiaodong suddenly remembered what happened when he got up this morning.

He quickly took a few steps forward, walking side by side with Ye Yiyun, looking sideways at Aunt Yun beside him.

"By the way, there is something I haven't asked yet."

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Ling Xiaodong straightened his expression and said with a serious expression:

"What happened last night? I only remember that the spiritual power was concentrated on the forehead symbol. I have no image of what happened next. It's daytime as soon as I open my eyes."

He was very serious and sincere when he asked this question. After all, it might be related to the mysterious woman Li Pengjiao mentioned.

But unexpectedly, Ye Yiyun blushed directly, and even her crystal white and tender earlobes were dyed pink, making her look extremely ashamed.

She raised her foot and stepped hard on Ling Xiaodong's instep, and slapped Ling Xiaodong hard several times on the back.

"Beast! You still have the guts to ask!"

Ye Yiyun blushed with embarrassment, gritted her teeth and glared at Ling Xiaodong who was beside her with a blank look on her face.

"This is the case again? This matter is really important!"

Ling Xiaodong encountered such an unreasonable disaster out of nowhere, and he just felt that Monk Zhanger couldn't figure it out.

"You...you seemed crazy last night. I didn't listen to you no matter how hard I told you to stop, it hurt me to death!"

"So serious? Aunt Yun, are you still in pain?"

Ling Xiaodong asked with concern from the side.

Ye Yiyun suddenly lowered her head, raised her slender hands to twist a strand of black hair hanging from her temples, Ling Xiaodong felt that her ears seemed to be a little redder.

"It's not just pain, it's both beautiful and painful. It's rare for you to be rough, but it's actually okay..."

Sick leave, make up tomorrow

The school is open, the author seems to be positive, and his body is sore, I will make up for it tomorrow

2 twelve chapters respectively

Ling Xiaodong stared blankly at Aunt Yun who was blushing in front of him and was acting like a little girl.

He suddenly remembered the suggestion that Li Pengjiao had left for him in the letter. At this moment, Ling Xiaodong felt as if he understood the meaning.

So this is to be tough on women?

It seems that Miss Li knows more!

Didn't expect this to actually work!

Ling Xiaodong felt infinite admiration for Li Pengjiao in his heart. He walked forward, reached out and held Ye Yiyun's delicate hand, then held it in his hand and squeezed it gently.

"Aunt Yun, do you like me to be more obedient or tougher?"

Ye Yiyun was taken aback by his sudden intimacy.

She quickly looked up and looked around, only to breathe a sigh of relief when she found that there was no one around.

"I...do I have a choice?"

Ye Yiyun drooped her eyes and closed her eyelashes, on that delicate red fairy dimple, a pair of eyes filled with spring water flowed in her eyes, overflowing with spring emotion.

"Whatever Aunt Yun likes is what I am."

After Ling Xiaodong played with Aunt Yun's delicate and delicate hand for a while, he interlocked her five fingers again, and walked forward just like that, leading Aunt Yun.

"As long as it's you, I like it..."

"Also, let go quickly! What if others see it!"

Ye Yiyun twitched her hand that was held by Ling Xiaodong, but Ling Xiaodong held it tightly and had no intention of letting her escape.

"Let go!"

"I do not."

It was rare for Ling Xiaodong to disobey Aunt Yun's order.

He glanced sideways with a smile at Aunt Yun who was lowering her head and struggling to break off her fingers, and said with a soft smile:

"Isn't this the kind of toughness that Aunt Yun likes? How does it feel?"

"That's not what I meant! You...are you loose? I'm going to hit someone!"

Ye Yiyun's face was flushed, and she raised her hand anxiously to hit her.

But at this moment, a disciple of Guanyin came straight from the opposite side of the road.

Seeing the disciple getting closer and closer, Ye Yiyun had no choice but to quickly pull down her wide sleeves to cover their clasped hands.

"Xiaodong~ I can let you hold me for as long as I want inside the house! But I can't do it outside!"

Ling Xiaodong smiled slightly, Ruo didn't hear Aunt Yun's soft words, and just walked forward holding her hand.

"I've met the temple master. Hello, Taoist Master Ling!"

The nun saw Ye Yiyun and Ling Xiaodong coming towards her, and greeted them briefly with a smile.

Ye Yiyun's nervous heart was pounding.

I'm afraid that this disciple saw the clues under his sleeve, and the palm of his hand that was being held was dripping with sweat.

But she still pretended to be calm, tried her best to suppress the red tide on her face, and nodded slightly towards the disciple with a straight face and no expression.

"Ah."

Fortunately, the Taoist nun didn't look at Ye Yiyun too much. Instead, she kept her gaze on Ling Xiaodong's face, and finally passed her by reluctantly.

Ye Yiyun continued to walk a few steps forward in a panic, and only after turning her head to confirm that the disciple had gone far away did she let out a long sigh of relief.

Ling Xiaodong raised his eyebrows at Aunt Yun who was still in shock beside her.

"How? Exciting?"

"I stimulate your head!"

Ye Yiyun's willow eyebrows stood on end in his anger, her silver teeth were gritted secretly, and she raised her hand to grab Ling Xiaodong's ear.

Finally, after she complained of violence, she finally pulled her hand back from Ling Xiaodong's palm.

Ling Xiaodong rubbed his red ears and gave a forced smile.

"Aunt Yun, why don't you count your words? You're still so serious."

Ye Yiyun gave him a charming sideways glance, her slender red lips pursed slightly.

"Hmph! You asked for it!"

The two came to the warehouse together, and simply took a few standard Taoist robes as a change of clothes, and finally let Ling Xiaodong walk back slowly in the direction of Lanting with the package.

When they got back to the gate of Lanting, Xiao Yan was already standing there with a bundle waiting.

"Master, why are you so slow to pack something?"

She frowned slightly, and glanced back and forth between the two suspiciously, seeing Ye Yiyun's face flushed slightly.

"I couldn't go back to that house, so I took a detour to the warehouse."

Although there is no reason for the master to explain the whereabouts to the apprentice, Ye Yiyun explained it out of guilt.

"Ok."

Xiaoyan crossed her arms, nodded slightly, and reluctantly accepted Ye Yiyun's answer.

"What about the two from Kunlun Mountain?"

Ling Xiaodong looked around, but there was no one there.

Xiao Yan raised her finger to the top of her head.

The Linglongfang was suspended above the heads of the three of them quietly, and the hull of the boat covering the sky and the sun covered the three of them in its shadow.

"They're already back on the ship and will pick them up as soon as we're ready to say hello."

Ling Xiaodong looked at Xiaoyan and Aunt Yun in front of him reluctantly, and at the same time handed the burden in Ye Yiyun's hands.

"Then take care of yourself, I'll come when the master comes out."

Xiao Yan nodded slightly, suddenly dropped the bag in her hand on the ground, and rushed towards Ling Xiaodong with a stride, like a tired bird returning to the forest, she jumped into Ling Xiaodong's embrace.

Her hands were tightly wrapped around Ling Xiaodong's waist, and her forehead was pressed against his chest.

Ling Xiaodong gently stroked the little girl's back, and the two just stood there quietly, hugging each other.

The temperature and affection are continuously transmitted from Xiaoyan's delicate and exquisite body, and the sincere emotion can be felt even through the clothes.

She buried her head deeply in Ling Xiaodong's chest and rubbed it twice, then raised her small face and looked up at Ling Xiaodong, her eyes were slightly red.

"Must come early!"

"Ah."