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

He looked at Mu Qinghe in the water, put the doe on his shoulder on the ground, and sat down cross-legged again.

"Since I have made a decision, I won't just be a real and fake couple with you in this immortal world. I will have plenty of time in the future. Now that we haven't worshiped or married, you don't have to call me in such a hurry. …”

"Don't you like it? Then I won't bark anymore."

Mu Qinghe drooped her brows and lowered her eyelashes, as if a little sad. Such a simple action immediately dealt a heavy blow to Ling Xiaodong's conscience.

"No! I'm very satisfied! It's just... isn't it a bit too fast?"

Mu Qinghe blinked and said weakly:

"Too soon? Then... can I call you Ling Lang?"

"Okay, as long as you're happy!"

Ling Xiaodong nodded repeatedly.

Mu Qinghe raised her plain hand, covered her mouth with a chuckle, and fiddled with Tan Zhong's clear water as if playing.

She looked down at her own reflection in the water, and murmured:

"Too fast... Is this how Ling Lang sees me?"

She sighed faintly, looked up at Ling Xiaodong, and said slowly:

"If it's possible, I also want to take it easy. First, I will be with you day and night, and then I will fall in love with you for a long time. When the love is deep, I will make a lifelong decision with you. It's a pity that things are not forgiving."

Ling Xiaodong was taken aback for a moment, wondering why she would say that.

Mu Qinghe stared at Ling Xiaodong with spring in her eyes, and then said:

"I don't want to hide it from you. This time I brought Hei Wuchang's head back to the main altar, which means that the worldly training of mind is over. From now on, I will step onto the lotus altar and assume the position of deputy leader. I will never have free time again. Walking around for me, continue to talk about love with Ling Lang."

Mind training in the world of mortals is a way of Luojiao's practice.

In this troubled world, through bits and pieces of experience in the world of mortals, we constantly sharpen our character and gradually reach a state of tranquility, clarity and clarity.

In Luojiao, mortal training is very important for believers. It can not only improve the effect of their practice, but also help them obtain the essence of teachings faster.

The ultimate goal is to be like an old mother, not to fight or fight, to follow nature, not to be disturbed by material disturbances, not to indulge in fame, wealth and rights, and to reach a state of divinity.

"The people in the world are still suffering, how can I be greedy for pleasure? But..."

She changed her voice and said in an earnest tone:

"If Ling Lang is willing to return to Luojiao with me and take up the position of the Left Protector, he can continue to stay together day and night."

Ling Xiaodong bowed his head and remained silent.

The same question was placed in front of him again.

The master gave her the right to choose, whether she joined Luojiao by herself or went to the palace according to the original plan, she would be with her.

On the one hand, Mu Qinghe was looking at her eagerly, hoping that she would return to the religion with her.

On the other side is Zheng Si'er's friendship, and the whereabouts of the master who has been cared about by the master.

Ling Xiaodong considers himself a greedy person. No matter which side he is on, he wants it and doesn't want to let it go.

Just when he was extremely entangled in his heart, a delicate white hand appeared in his mind. The palm was first spread out and then clenched into a fist.

Ling Xiaodong's two hands hanging by his side also made the same movement.

First spread it out, then clenched it into a fist.

The slender hand in his mind punched out again, and the confusion in his heart was dispelled by the wind of the fist, and at the same time, he also got the answer.

Ling Xiaodong was silent for a long time, and finally looked up at Mu Qinghe with a firm tone.

"I won't go to Luojiao."

Mu Qinghe's eyes instantly dimmed.

She hugged her knees in the water, her heart turned upside down and extremely uncomfortable.

Even so, isn't he willing to go with him?

"But I will help you."

Mu Qinghe raised her head suddenly, and looked at Ling Xiaodong puzzled, not knowing what he meant.

Ling Xiaodong asked:

"Miss Mu is willing to enshrine that inanimate old mother and bear such a heavy burden. After all, she cares about the world and can't see the suffering in the world, right?"

Mu Qinghe nodded slightly.

Ling Xiaodong smiled, and raised his clenched right hand towards her.

"So I said, I will help you realize this ambition. I will not help Luo Jiao. I will help you and use my power to create a bright and prosperous world for you, so that this world can be as you wish."

Mu Qinghe's eyes became more and more confused.

"But, without the help of Wusheng mother, how could it be possible..."

"I don't believe in gods and Buddhas, I only believe that man will conquer the sky."

Ling Xiaodong put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky.

"This week, the Zhou Dynasty also said that it was destined by destiny, and the Luo Jiao of the Royal Palace did the same. In my opinion, it does not matter who is in power. The ultimate goal is to allow the people on this land to live and work in peace and contentment, free from exploitation and oppression. "

"But you alone...can you do it?"

Mu Qinghe asked suspiciously.

"You don't have to believe it, just watch it, as long as the world is peaceful, you don't have to be the deputy leader, we have plenty of time to stay together forever."

"I believe!"

Although Ling Xiaodong's remarks sounded whimsical to others, Mu Qinghe nodded heavily.

Chapter 70 Civet cat for prince

"Do you believe?"

Ling Xiaodong said in surprise.

"I thought you would laugh at me for overestimating my abilities."

After all, he scratched his head with a smile.

Mu Qinghe lay on her stomach beside the pool, resting her head on her folded arms, looking at Ling Xiaodong, her eyes seemed to be staring out.

"Ling Lang said yes, then it will be possible."

She waved to Ling Xiaodong who was on the shore, motioning him to come closer.

When Ling Xiaodong came close, Mu Qinghe suddenly jumped up from the water, hugged him directly, cupped his face and lowered his head to kiss him.

"Hey! Wait!"

Ling Xiaodong was caught off guard, and only heard a splash, a large white spray splashed out from the small pool, and the two of them fell into the bottom of the pool together.

But Mu Qinghe didn't let him go, but hugged Ling Xiaodong even tighter, mouth to mouth to breathe.

Ling Xiaodong's heart moved, and familiar scenes from the past suddenly came to mind.

This is exactly the same as the scene when the two of them hid in the pool when they were being chased by mountain ghosts.But now it was Mu Qinghe who was passionately kissing her, and she was naked in the water.

After a brief moment of surprise, Ling Xiaodong wrapped his backhand around Mu Qinghe's slim waist in the water.

The water in the pool in the forest was as smooth as a mirror, occasionally a few pieces of clothing floated out from the bottom of the pool, and then the water in the pool rippled slightly, as if there was a dragon rolling below.

At sunset, the forest returns.

Ling Xiaodong carried the doe on his shoulders and walked towards the people around the fire with some embarrassment.

The blue Taoist robe on his body was full of water, dripping drops of water, with a hesitant expression, trying to think of an excuse for returning home late.

On the side, Mu Qinghe's face was rosy and full of energy. There was a joyful look on the corner of her mouth that could not be concealed. Her black hair was not dry, but she was very charming.

The two slowly approached.

Zheng Sier, who was squatting by the fire and adding firewood from time to time, raised her head and looked at Ling Xiaodong.

"Brother Bird, look at this doe, how strong it is!"

Before she could speak, Ling Xiaodong impatiently showed the doe on his shoulder to Zheng Sirer, as if to prove that he hadn't fooled around all day.

"Ah."

Zheng Si'er nodded, but those pure black and white eyes were fixed on Ling Xiaodong's face.

When Ling Xiaodong was looked at a little hairy, she slowly opened her mouth and said:

"However, brother Ling doesn't need to go hunting in the forest every day. The food we have now can't be eaten up, and it will go bad after a long time."

"This...prepare for a rainy day. Even if I can't eat it, I can find some farmers a few miles away to exchange some daily necessities."

Ling Xiaodong laughed, and put the doe with intact fur on the fire.

He looked around, but saw no one else, so he asked:

"Where is my master?"

"You came back so late, of course you went back to the house after dinner to rest."

Zheng Si'er casually threw a piece of firewood into the fire, and the orange-red dancing flames illuminated her pretty face flickering, and her tone was a bit complaining.

Ling Xiaodong was at a loss for words for a while, and didn't know how to explain it better.

"correct."

Zheng Si'er suddenly looked up at Mu Qinghe, and said:

"Daoist Mingyue asked me to tell you that when you come back, I will go to her room. She has something to say to you."

"Master Mingyue is looking for me? What do you want me for?"

Mu Qinghe pointed at herself and asked suspiciously.

Zheng Si'er shook her head.

"I don't know, anyway, I'll let you go there alone."

Ling Xiaodong and Mu Qinghe looked at each other, they could only see blankness in each other's eyes, they didn't know what was going on.

Zheng Si'er interrupted: "You guys eat your food first, I have been guarding for a long time."

After dinner.

Ling Xiaodong carried the bucket to extinguish the embers of the fire, while Mu Qinghe walked towards Yue Yingying's room.

He saw Mu Qinghe knock on the door, and then opened the door to enter, so he couldn't see anything.

"What is the master looking for her for?"

He thought for a while, but found nothing. In the end, he could only shrug helplessly.

Master, she is eccentric all day long, who can guess what is going on in her mind?

inside the house.

An oil lamp, made of animal fat, was burning on the rough wooden table, barely able to light up the small, empty room.

Mu Qinghe looked at Yue Yingying who was in the room, her heart was upbeat and she was meditating with her eyes closed, and she couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive.

But an ugly daughter-in-law always has to see her parents-in-law.

She took a few steps closer and said softly:

"Master Mingyue..."

Yue Yingying slowly opened her long cold eyes, stretched out her hand and pointed in front of her, her mouth slightly opened.

"sit."

Mu Qinghe knelt down obediently, pinching the skirts on her legs with both hands nervously, her back straightened.

"I don't know what the Taoist priest Mingyue has ordered?"

Although she was trembling in her heart, her tone was neither humble nor overbearing.

Yue Yingying didn't speak, but stretched out her plain white palm to cover Mu Qinghe's clenched right hand.

Just when Mu Qinghe was getting nervous, Yue Yingying suddenly smiled.