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

There are four people on the rosette.

Sitting cross-legged alone, he was wearing a bright gold dress, made like a dragon robe, but instead of a five-clawed golden dragon, embroidered on the back was a white lotus with two pedicles, and a circle of golden wheels appeared behind his head, which was extremely holy.

Her smooth and shiny black hair was neatly coiled up, and she could tell that she was a woman, but her face was blurry and her appearance could not be seen directly.

Mortals can only feel the vast and vast supreme divine power in her body, like the towering nine mountains and the vast sea.

Besides her, there was an old woman on the lotus platform, and two young girls of the same grade.

"Wuuuuuu~ Miss~ I thought you... you're gone..."

Xiao Qing, who was combing her maid hairpin, lay in Mu Qinghe's arms, crying loudly, sobbing about her previous panic, the tears and snot on her face rubbed onto the white gauze skirt.

But Mu Qinghe didn't dislike her, but gently stroked the girl's head.

"Okay, don't you think I have nothing to do? Don't cry."

Xiaoqing sobbed:

"Wuuu...I...I waited at home for several days...I didn't see Miss come back, and I went to the government office to find Taoist Ling...In the end, no one was found... . woo woo woo..."

"I... I walked for more than half a month... My feet were bleeding, my butt was bruised by a carriage, and I found the nearest sub-forum and contacted the leader... Woo Woohoo..."

Xiaoqing cried for a long time, and then gradually stopped crying.

She raised her red eyes and asked:

"Miss, isn't it uncomfortable? You probably won't see Daoist Ling again in the future."

Mu Qinghe smiled slightly, turned her head to look in the direction of Qingshan, and said to herself:

"He will come to me with peace and prosperity."

On the other side, Grandma Mo leaned over beside the leader and said in a low voice:

"Master, that Bingdi lotus..."

An ethereal voice sounded directly in my heart.

"The Duobingdi lotus is entwined with royal aura, and its fate has been replaced. It is temporarily useless to my teaching."

Grandma Mo shook her head regretfully and said:

"That's a pity..."

At the foot of Kunlun Mountains.

Among the green water and green mountains, there are several thatched houses.

The house is simple in shape and slanted, and looks like it was improvised.

Although it is a shabby room, there is a gorgeous woman sitting in front of the table and chairs inside, which makes this dilapidated hut look different.

The woman sat at the table, her sleeves pulled up and her wrists hanging in the air.

Between the long and slender fingers is a brush full of ink, hovering on the rice paper for a long time without writing.

The woman's eyes were in a trance, and it was obvious that her mind was not here.

It wasn't until the ink droplets from the pen tip fell on the paper, creating a circle of stains, that she finally woke up from her dream.

"ah!"

She screamed, and quickly put the brush in her hand aside, just about to save it, when someone knocked on the wooden door.

"I'm coming!"

The wooden door opened, and a pretty girl stood outside the door.

The girl Qiong wrinkled her nose and looked angry. She walked into the room angrily, sat down on the wooden bed, folded her hands on her chest, and snorted angrily.

"What's the matter, Xiao Yan? What do the people from Kunlun say?"

Ye Yiyun Shi Shiran sat beside her and asked softly.

"What else can I say! I just forgot to prepare our meals!"

The little girl raised her pink fist and slammed it on the bed next to her, angrily said:

"Master, they are so hateful! They don't pay attention to us at all! Look at what kind of broken place this is! Why can people go up the mountain to live in that palace, and we have to live in a broken thatched house at the foot of the mountain!"

Ye Yiyun gave a deep sigh and patted Xiaoyan's head.

"Who told us that Mao'er Mountain is a little-known small temple in the wilderness? Xiaoyan calmed down. You see, we are not the only ones living here. They are small sects, and they are just like us."

She shook her head slightly, and continued:

"It's also my fault for my lack of skills, Master. I'm just a monk at the Five Elements Realm. It would be great if my junior sister would come with us."

Chapter 75 Caveats

When Ye Yiyun mentioned Yue Yingying, she couldn't help but think of another person.

She folded her plain white Rouyi on her thighs, frowned and looked into the distance outside the window, her worry evident in her expression.

"That's right, brother Xiaodong, when will they come! Although they left later than us, it's not like they haven't come yet!"

Xiaoyan hugged Ye Yiyun's arm and complained:

"It will start in three days, and I don't know if it will be too late."

Ye Yiyun shook her head slightly and said:

"Actually, there are not three days left. After three days, the competition will officially start. After two days, there will be a warm-up match."

"Master, isn't this superfluous? Anyway, it's going to be a competition, so what's the need for a competition?"

Xiao Yan asked puzzledly.

Ye Yiyun raised her hand and touched her head, explaining:

"After all, this Qingkui competition is to draw lots to allocate opponents, and you may not be able to meet the opponent you want, so before this competition, there is also a competition, so everyone can designate someone to compete with themselves. "

"Generally, sects with personal grievances will compete with each other in this competition."

Xiao Yan nodded, and then asked:

"Then what if the opponent doesn't accept the invitation to fight? Will there be any punishment?"

Ye Yiyun thought for a while and replied:

"There will be no punishment. After all, it is just a warm-up before the big competition. There is no reward for winning, and no punishment for losing. It's just that this competition is watched by sects all over the world. , is a great blow to the reputation of the sect."

"So under normal circumstances, I won't avoid fighting. Even if I lose on the field, I won't be looked down upon, right!"

Ye Yiyun seemed to have remembered something.

She suddenly grabbed Xiao Yan's hand, looked at her with her eyes, and said very seriously:

"Those faceless things are things that only other big sects have to consider. If someone asks you for a fight in the future, you must not agree! Do you hear me!"

Xiao Yan tilted her head, her eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Isn't this competition only between schools with personal grievances? Our Qingfengguan is not well-known, who would come to us for an appointment?"

Ye Yiyun let out a long sigh.

"It's also my junior sister who is to blame... When she participated in the Qingkui Grand Competition, she was very high-spirited and unrivaled in the world. Although she won the top spot, she offended many people and didn't give anyone any face. She probably came to find trouble this year. There will be no fewer people."

She couldn't help but hold Xiao Yan's hand tightly and warned again:

"As long as no one is killed in this sparring, bones and tendons are often broken. What's more, they are directly cut off from the opportunity to cultivate. In the past, some people lost their qualifications for the competition before the Qingkui Grand Competition. You can't do that." Never agree!"

Ye Yiyun paused and then said:

"If you are looked down upon, then you can look down upon it. Outsiders' eyes are nothing, as long as nothing happens to you!"

Seeing that the master looked so serious, Xiao Yan had no choice but to agree.

She nodded half-knowingly, but there was still one thing she didn't understand.

"But...since Uncle Yue is so powerful, why do they arrange for us to live here?"

Since Uncle Yue is the leader of the heavenly pride in the upper world, he shouldn't welcome himself and others up the mountain with a good voice. How could he let himself and his master live in this dilapidated thatched house?

"This...it's because your uncle was willful back then..."

Ye Yiyun held her forehead and shook her head helplessly.

"The fact that junior sister wanted to separate from my master, that is, your master ancestor, spread out somehow. After all, junior sister was also widely concerned at that time, so all the Taoists in the world knew that junior sister would not return home."

"But Uncle Yue is on another hill! Didn't she come back to live recently?" Xiao Yan asked.

"It stands to reason that young talents who win the title will leave their names everywhere in the following days, achieve various dazzling achievements, and reach heights that ordinary monks can only look up to, but..."

Ye Yiyun was first sincerely proud of her little junior sister.

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But as he spoke, his tone involuntarily weakened, and his expression became weird.

"Your uncle's lazy nature is also known to you. On weekdays, she doesn't leave the gate. She sleeps when the leader kills big demons, and eats when the leader kills demons...I recently found out that, Everyone seems to think that Junior Sister is dead..."

After hearing this, Xiaoyan's eyes widened and she was shocked.

Even so!

Ye Yiyun also felt that as Yue Yingying's senior sister, as an existence that was humiliating and honorable with Yue Yingying, she couldn't hold back her face.

To cover up her embarrassment, she coughed twice and patted Xiao Yan's head.

"Ahem, anyway, it's good that you know that we have many enemies! Even if someone comes looking for you, don't agree. They won't be able to do anything to you."

Xiaoyan pursed her lips and made fists with her hands.

"It would be great if brother Xiaodong was here, why should he be angry with others!"

Ye Yiyun said helplessly:

"Then he has to come. Well, don't think about it too much. If you have this time, you might as well practice for a while."

Xiao Yan raised her pretty face and looked at Ye Yiyun's slightly sad face.

"Master, do you think brother Xiaodong will come?"

"Will do."

"Why so sure?"

"There is no reason, anyway, I believe he will come."

Ye Yiyun looked out the window with a firm tone.

Xiao Yan nodded silently, thought for a while, then raised her head and said with a smile:

"Master, as expected, he and Brother Xiaodong often combine spirit and body. Does this mean they have a clear understanding of each other?"

Ye Yiyun blushed, raised her hand to grab Xiaoyan's ear, and said in embarrassment:

"It's not big or small! You dare to make jokes about the master, right?"

"Ah! It hurts! This disciple knows his mistake!"

Two days later.

Xiao Yan put on her own light blue fairy dress that was pressed to the bottom of the box.

These are the clothes Ling Xiaodong bought for him. She has been hiding them and seldom wears them, but today is more important, so she took them out and put them on.

After dressing in the mirror for a while, Ye Yiyun behind her rolled up her waist-length hair, holding a wooden comb in her hand.

"What do you want to comb?"

"Whatever, no one is watching anyway."

A woman is a confidant, now that Ling Xiaodong is not here, Xiao Yan is not in the mood to toss.

Ye Yiyun thought for a while and knitted a smart and cute flying fairy hairpin for her.

"Thank you master."

Xiao Yan looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction, turned her head to admire her appearance, turned her head and thanked sweetly.

She was taken aback for a moment.