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

"Wait a minute, there are too many good people here."

She narrowed her cold long eyes slightly, her gaze was as sharp as a sharp knife, and she glanced around mercilessly.

Everyone who was seen bowed their heads under the coercion of the Moon Fairy, and quickly withdrew their listening and visiting spells.

After all, Yue Yingying was the former Qing Kui who was born in the last session and disappeared after the Daoist meeting for no reason. She suddenly appeared at this time, which aroused the curiosity of others.

Yue Yingying raised her right hand and snapped her fingers casually.

Snapped!

There was only a crisp sound coming from between her slender fingers, and the six feet around her were covered by the restraint like a jade bowl turned upside down.

Although it can be seen from the inside out, outsiders cannot see or hear it.

"Okay, let's talk."

Yue Yingying moved Bu Weige, who was lying on the stone chair, to the side, and sat down slowly.

She raised her legs gracefully, and a section of her snow-skinned slender legs that were three points brighter than the white robe on her body was exposed from the bottom of her skirt. She tilted her head again, propped her cheeks with one hand, and looked at her Ling Xiaodong from before.

"You'd better tell Master Ye exactly what you did along the way, especially what you did on the mountain. If you forget anything, the teacher will fill in the gaps for you~"

Ling Xiaodong shivered all over when he looked at his master's calm smile that was as warm as a spring breeze.

He grinned, smiled bitterly at the master and clasped his fists:

"Disciple must tell the truth."

Ye Yiyun and Xiaoyan looked at each other, unaware that there was something strange between them.

"Cough cough, the thing is like this, after the master passed away, we rushed towards Kunlun non-stop..."

Ling Xiaodong coughed twice and said bravely.

Ye Yiyun and Xiaoyan sat side by side opposite Ling Xiaodong, with extremely serious expressions, nodding seriously from time to time, and clenched their fists when they heard the tension, as if they were in the scene.

"Then after I executed that black impermanence, I found that the top of the mountain was covered by the Immortal Heaven and Earth. This is why we have been delayed for so long. Later, it was thanks to the leader of the Luo Sect..."

"Hey! Stop stop!"

Yue Yingying stopped Ling Xiaodong's narration impatiently, because he kept talking in a non-painful place, she went straight to the point and said:

"Didn't Zheng Si'er and Mu Qinghe change their bodies? Don't you tell me that they did?"

Ye Yiyun didn't speak, but Xiaoyan nodded in agreement:

"That's right! Didn't Brother Que change bodies with that saint? How did they switch back later!"

"Um...this...I was about to say...master, don't worry..."

Ling Xiaodong had cold sweat on his forehead and looked at the sky.

"First of all, Grandma Mo pointed out a clear path based on the old scriptures..."

Under Yue Yingying's continuous questioning, Ling Xiaodong's underwear was almost pulled out, and he only had to say how many times he did it, in what position, and where.

Ye Yiyun and Xiaoyan were worried at first, but the more they listened, the weirder their expressions became.

At the end of the hearing, Xiao Yan's lips were so pursed that he could hang a few oil bottles on it.

"Anyway, that's how it is. With the help of the leader of Luojiao, we finally came out of that heaven of immortals."

Xiao Yan raised her fists high and said jealously:

"Okay! It's been so long! It turns out that brother Xiaodong is having fun with someone else!"

Ling Xiaodong laughed twice.

"What does this have to do with it? Didn't I tell you that it's the Immortal Heaven and Earth that prevents us from getting out?"

"Humph!"

Xiao Yan folded her hands on her chest and turned her head away angrily.

Yue Yingying nodded in satisfaction, but when she turned her head and saw Ye Yiyun's expression remained the same, she couldn't help shouting:

"Sister, are you not angry?"

Ye Yiyun was taken aback for a moment, her phoenix eyes opened slightly, and she said in astonishment:

"Angry? Why am I angry? After all, there is nothing I can do..."

"You... don't care?"

When Ye Yiyun heard this, she covered her mouth and chuckled twice.

"What did my junior sister say? Xiaodong is my senior nephew, so what should I care about?"

Seeing her senior sister's indifferent appearance, Yue Yingying had no choice but to turn her head and stare at Ling Xiaodong.

"You are lucky."

Ling Xiaodong shrugged and continued:

"Originally we thought it was too late, but who knew that Chen Lu would wake up halfway. She was the one who carried us to Kunlun."

He paused and asked:

"That's how things are, how about you, Aunt Yun?"

Before Ye Yiyun could speak, Xiaoyan took the lead and said:

"The people in Kunlun are too much! Brother Xiaodong, listen to me!"

In a fit of anger, she added fuel to the recent grievances and talked nonsense, which made Yue Yingying's eyes gradually burn.

"Actually... it's not that extreme... I just follow the rules..."

Ye Yiyun couldn't bear to listen, so she corrected her softly.

Yue Ying said angrily:

"Senior sister, then they let you live in thatched cottages, is this really the case?"

Ye Yiyun saw that her junior sister was furious, and knew that she was going to cause trouble again, so she hurriedly comforted her.

"That's right, but they also live in a small sect..."

"It's so deceiving!"

Yueyingying was furious, how could she let her own people suffer this kind of grievance?

"Sister..."

"Let's go! I'm going to ask that vixen for an explanation. What kind of bullshit mountain master is she?"

Ye Yiyun couldn't hold back the angry junior sister, so she had no choice but to walk out with her, followed by Xiaoyan and Ling Xiaodong.

When a group of people rushed to the gate of Zhenwu and were about to leave, they were stopped by a black-robed disciple from Kunlun.

"Everyone, the martial arts competition is not over yet."

Yue Yingying frowned dissatisfied and said:

"We don't want to challenge others."

Kunlun's black Taoist robe shows that this disciple only has the lower three realms, and has not cultivated Daoruruthlessly to the realm of stone.

He explained nicely:

"Then what if other sects want to challenge your faction? Please..."

"This is easy to do."

When Yue Yingying heard the words, she directly pulled Ling Xiaodong back onto the high platform, looking down on all the beings below.

"Is there anyone else who dares to fight my apprentice?"

Although the words were endlessly arrogant, no one responded.

Are you kidding me? A dragon in the Heavenly Demon Realm has to go to the Third Realm to compete with it. No one here is a fool.

Although there are no restrictions on this competition, in the real Qingkui competition, you are not allowed to use pets and magic weapons that are beyond your own realm. It will not be too late to decide the outcome.

Yue Yingying walked back to the door and asked:

"How? Can I go now?"

The black-clothed disciple had never seen such a battle before, he hesitated and said:

"You...please...."

Yue Yingying held her head high and led everyone to the palace of the Lord of Kunlun Mountain.

On the gate of the Xinggong Palace, there is a plaque hanging on the inscription Xianyun Palace, which is Hu Li's Taoist name.

"Junior Sister, forget it..." Ye Yiyun persuaded.

"No! How could it be so easy to let it go, dare to let my senior sister, Yueyingying, live in a thatched cottage, I have to ask her what she means, is it true that I am dead?"

As soon as Yue Yingying stepped into the gate, she was suddenly blocked by a barrier.

No.80 Four real encounters

On the two gates on the left and right of the palace, a picture emerged respectively, on which the black and white sons were arranged in an orderly manner.

Obviously, everyone needs to undo the restriction left by the master of the palace before they can step into the door.

Xiaoyan looked up at the two pictures that looked like a chess game, tilted her head and asked curiously:

"Is this the way of chess? It just doesn't look like it, how can anyone play chess like this!"

Yue Yingying shook her head slightly, staring intently at the two pictures.

"This is not Go, this is Hetu Luoshu."

"Hetu Luoshu?"

"Yes, you know gossip, right? As long as you learn the art of gossip, you can count all major and minor events in the world."

"I know! Gossip is the foundation of Zhou Tian's operation!"

Xiao Yan replied loudly, then shrank her neck and looked at the master next to her fearfully, lest she would be punished again for saying she didn't know.

Yue Yingying didn't care, she nodded slightly, and then explained:

"This Hetu Luoshu is the origin of gossip and the beginning of all interpretations. This river is not the other river, but the river of stars in the sky."

She frowned slightly, as if she was also troubled by this thing.

"Unexpectedly, this vixen also has research on Hetu Luoshu, let me take a good look."

Ling Xiaodong interrupted:

"Isn't the master's realm even higher than that of the mountain master? It's enough to just take a shot and forcibly break it."

Yue Yingying folded her hands on her chest, turned her head and rolled her eyes at him, looking like a child who cannot be taught.

"Forcibly breaking through, doesn't that mean I'm not as smart as her? I can't solve the puzzle she set?"

Ling Xiaodong was dumbfounded.

He had nothing to say about his master's inexplicable desire to win, so he had to step aside and wait for Yue Yingying to decipher the secret.

I waited for almost a cup of tea.

Except that Yue Yingying frowned deeper, she couldn't see anything.

When Ling Xiaodong was bored, he also looked at Hetu Luoshu, which puzzled his master.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but it looks familiar when you look at it.

It seemed that Li Pengjiao had told him about this in class, he thought silently for a while, then stretched out his hand and gently patted Yue Yingying's shoulder.

"Tsk! No time!"

Yue Yingying shook her shoulders and slapped his hand away angrily.

"Master, I seem to know the solution."

"You know? Impossible! I don't even know, where did you learn it?"

Ling Xiaodong was very sure that if he said it was Li Pengjiao who taught him now, his master would probably be even more unconvinced.