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

Ling Xiaodong smiled slightly and said:

"Then I don't know how the master wants to punish his disciple? This is the world of immortals, what other methods can you use?"

Today's Yue Yingying can't try any supernatural powers, this is Ling Xiaodong's greatest reliance.

Even such a delicate and charming master who was unable to resist made him become more and more bold.

Ling Xiaodong looked up and down Yue Yingying's body, and couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster.

It turns out that the master's dimple is so exquisitely carved and perfect, like a flawless porcelain doll.

The dark green hair falls like a waterfall on the round and smooth jade shoulders, and the white and tender skin of Baishuang Saixue is extremely smooth, and the faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus appears and disappears from time to time.

The seduced Ling Xiaodong became more and more restless, feeling as if a wild beast was roaring in his heart.

The nose is delicate and beautiful, and the pupils are cut by autumn water.

Without speaking or laughing, she is as beautiful as peaches and plums, but as cold as frost and snow, with a graceful appearance, she is really a fairy!

"You...what do you want..."

Chapter 72 Skyfire Fans

Yue Yingying's voice trembled a little, she was both shocked and ashamed.

Although she had known for a long time that her apprentice was interested in her, she usually took advantage of her when she was not paying attention, or when she was asleep or inadvertently.

Is it in front of me like today, or the first time.

Ling Xiaodong smiled slightly, grabbed the master's two slender wrists with one hand, raised them above his head, and pressed his hands on the wall in a crossed shape.

Now Yue Yingying, who had no hands, really became a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Ling Xiaodong looked down at the thin lips that were shining with crystal water, and then lowered his head to hold it.

Only this time, he didn't insert his tongue deeply, but gently licked away the water stains on the master's lips.

"What do I want to do? Master, don't you want to learn what Mu Qinghe and I did?"

Yue Yingying gritted her teeth secretly when she heard the words, and began to regret her rash actions just now.

But she knew that there was such a risk, and she was well aware of the consequences of teasing Ling Xiaodong, but Yue Yingying couldn't help but do it, why?

She herself had no answer.

He just behaved as he always did, and when he saw Ling Xiaodong and Mu Qinghe flirting with each other, even though he was the one who initiated them, he felt a little unhappy after all.

That's why there was the matter of instigating Zheng Si'er to scare Ling Xiaodong earlier.

　"Being a teacher... being a teacher is wrong..."

Yueyingying Fairy's dimples are red, her eyes are closed, her head is lowered, and her voice is extremely delicate.

Even if she doesn't want it in every possible way, whoever says that the situation is better than people.

In the absence of Taoism, she could only obediently admit her mistake to Ling Xiaodong, otherwise her disciple would get agitated and bring bloody disasters to herself, and it would be really bad if she didn't come to Kuishui for the next ten months.

However, she made another entry in the ledger in her mind for Ling Xiaodong's behavior of bullying her master and destroying her ancestors. She must settle the accounts with him again after she leaves!

Ling Xiaodong was taken aback for a moment, never expecting the master to obediently admit his mistake.

If he continued to be stubborn, he planned to press the master on his knee and spank his ass a few times, but now he has no reason to continue.

"Know your mistakes... It's good to know your mistakes. People are not sages and sages can do nothing wrong. Master still needs to have a long memory in the future."

Ling Xiaodong imitated Aunt Yun's appearance and preached in the master's ear, Yue Yingying nodded obediently like a little disciple.

"Um......"

Yue Yingying's imprisoned hands suddenly relaxed.

She rubbed her aching hands and glared at Ling Xiaodong viciously.

When you go out, see if you can still be so arrogant?

She strode angrily towards the door, and after a few steps, she stopped again, then turned her head to look at Ling Xiaodong inside the room.

"By the way, do you know how much time has passed?"

The smile on Ling Xiaodong's face slowly disappeared, and his brows gradually furrowed, turning into a look of worry.

"Naturally, I know that it has been seventeen days since we entered the mountain, and there are still thirteen days before the Daomen meeting. From Heshui to Kunlun, it will take at least five days to travel day and night without eating or drinking..."

In other words, there are only eight days left before I can catch up with the sect meeting.

Yue Yingying rubbed her wrist, and glanced at Ling Xiaodong in surprise.

"I thought you happily forgot the time in Wenrou Township, but I didn't expect you to remember it."

Ling Xiaodong heaved a long sigh.

"Aunt Yun and Xiaoyan are waiting for me in Kunlun. How dare we forget? I remember this matter day and night."

He sat down cross-legged in the room a little discouraged.

"Recently, I have also tried several methods to break through this Immortal World, but none of them worked. Seeing that this small world has passed for so long, I can't even see the slightest decay."

Yue Yingying lowered her head and remained silent. After a long time, she said:

"Relax, we'll be out soon."

"Master, how do you know?"

"Foretelling."

Ling Xiaodong asked in confusion: "But...this is not..."

Yue Yingying raised a finger and pointed to the starry night sky outside the house.

"Although Taoist magic cannot be used, the starry sky is still clearly visible. Even without a compass and spiritual energy, I can still rely on the stars to tell fortunes."

"Tianhuo is the same person, the upper and lower are in harmony, the upper and lower hexagrams, the so-called suspicion in the heart, the hope was not real in the past, fortunately met a wise person to guide, all worries will disappear by themselves."

She hesitated, then said:

"The solution to the predicament is the help of noble people, you can just wait with peace of mind."

"Help me, noble people? Where can you find noble people in this barren mountain?"

Ling Xiaodong was a little unconvinced. He was just looking at the changes in the stars without using any calculation tools. Is this accurate?

Yue Yingying rolled her eyes at him.

"believe it or not!"

After finishing speaking, she moved lightly with lotus steps, and walked slowly towards her room with her white clothes in hand.

In the next few days, although the master said that he didn't have to do anything, he could just sit and wait, but as the time for the Daoist Conference approached, he couldn't help feeling anxious.

Ling Xiaodong was really restless, but there was no other way. He could only practice double cultivation with Mu Qinghe every day to relieve the anxiety in his heart.

As for Brother Que, he has been avoiding him since he was caught last time.

As soon as she saw herself, she quickly turned her little face to the side, as if she hadn't seen herself, and then ran away quickly.

Mu Qinghe was surprised by this change, but no one came to disturb her honeymoon with Ling Xiaodong. It was too late for her to be happy, so she didn't ask any questions.

Eight days say whether it is long or not, and whether it is short or not.

The years are like fine sand in the palm, passing quietly through the fingers inadvertently.

On the eighth night, it was still the same as usual.

After this day, wait until the next morning, that is to say, no matter what, you will not be able to catch up.

An anxious Ling Xiaodong knocked on Yue Yingying's door.

"Master, it's already the eighth day. Where is the noble help you mentioned? I can't even see a shadow!"

Ling Xiaodong couldn't help complaining to Yue Yingying who was lying on the inside of the room.

The latter's expression was very surprised.

"It's already the eighth day!? Really or not!"

Yue Yingying stood up and kept mumbling:

"It shouldn't be!"

She waved her sleeves and walked towards the door.

"You come with me."

Yue Yingying walked outside the house, found a random place and sat down.

She looked up at the stars in the sky, with the stars reflected in her eyes. The five thin fingers on her right hand were flying, and she was mumbling something.

After a while.

Yue Yingying frowned, slowly lowered her right hand, and turned to look at Ling Xiaodong in confusion.

Ling Xiaodong was the first to ask:

"how?"

Yue Yingying shook her head, her eyes full of confusion.

"We are still friends with Tianhuo. With your help, everything will go well."

"But today is the ninth day!"

"I know!"

Yue Yingying looked up at the starry sky again, feeling even more perplexed above the fairy dimple.

"Am I really wrong?"

Chapter 73 Noble people help

The stars in the sky were silent, unable to hear Yue Yingying's questions.

They just slowly changed their positions according to the law of the cycle of the sky as always, leaving a puzzle that was difficult to decipher for the monks in the world.

Ling Xiaodong asked hesitantly:

"Master, tell me... is there a possibility... that you really made a mistake?"

Yue Yingying looked down at her pinched right hand, a momentary confusion appeared in her eyes, but it disappeared quickly.

"impossible."

She said firmly: "There is absolutely nothing wrong!"

Ling Xiaodong helplessly looked at the master's stubborn appearance as always, and shook his head slightly.

Even if he was wrong, it didn't matter. Anyway, he didn't believe that anyone could come to rescue him and others in this barren mountain.

And this is the world of immortals!

Even if the immortal has been dead for a hundred years, only the monks of the upper three realms can solve it. Among the few great monks in the world, Li Pengjiao and his master are the only ones he knows.

And Li Pengjiao had given all of her cultivation to herself.

Even if she happened to pass by here, there was nothing she could do about this solid barrier of heaven and earth.

The moon sets in the west, and the sun rises in the east.

No matter how anxious Ling Xiaodong is, time will not stop its eternal speed.

Ling Xiaodong didn't sleep, but sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

He looked at the not-too-dazzling red sun, and gradually climbed out from the other side of the earth.

At the turn of day and night, countless primordial purple qi engulfed and swept across the ground.

This heaven and earth of immortality is like a stubborn stone in a stream. When the tide of spiritual energy encounters it, it is split into two, rushing towards the place where the moon sets, without even the slightest bit being able to penetrate.

From the first ray of red light shining on his face from the horizon, Ling Xiaodong knew that it was completely too late.

This place is very far from Kunlun.

Even if Yue Yingying flew alone day and night, she would not be able to reach Kunlun in five days, not to mention that even the master could not fly at the fastest speed for five consecutive days.

He sat on the top of the mountain, like a stubborn rock, motionless.

Just quietly watching the sun gradually move up to the mid-heaven and then set on the west mountain, and the stars all over the sky appeared in the night sky again, and this world of immortals showed no sign of collapsing on its own.