"Don't play anymore... I'm freezing to death..."

The divine dragon had not yet received the golden light, and a frightened and pleading voice said: "Please, I won't play, let me go..."

"Help... Help..."

The shouting was not very loud in the vast snowfield, but Zhang Daoran and Mengxi could hear it clearly. Mengxi looked at the sky and smiled slightly: "Little Meng'er is still so naughty..."

said that Chu Yimeng was naughty, but there was a hint of vague worry in Mengxi's eyes. When Chu Yimeng just went up the mountain, because the room in Sanqingguan was limited, and as a girl, it was inconvenient to wash, so he was arranged by Zhang Daoran in Qingzhai Dao'an.

Chu Yimeng was still young at that time, and he was introverted. If no one asked her, she would never say a word more.

I don't know when Chu Yimeng's personality has changed greatly, not only has he become naughty, but he has also become stubborn. Mengxi remembers clearly, Chu Yimeng was originally in Qingzhai Dao Nunnery, and was liked by those senior sisters in the nunnery, and then gradually rejected.

Not to mention how many times those senior sisters in Qingzhai Dao'an have been teased by Chu Yimeng, just talking about herself, she has been teased by Chu Yimeng a few times, and each time it makes people feel angry.

That time, Mengxi had just put the bath water into the bathtub and took a bath, when a large flower snake with a thick arm came out of the bathtub. If it is an ordinary woman, when she sees this big flower snake, she will inevitably scream, and even lose her face, and run out of the bathtub and leak the spring light...

As a cultivator, Mengxi was already a Yin God at that time, and the three souls of heaven, earth and man had been condensed, and he was only one step away from being able to turn Yin into Yang and enter the Yang God realm. How could this big flower snake appear in winter?

Mengxi saw through it at a glance, this was just a small spell, the moment the spell was cracked, in the bathroom, Mengxi clearly saw that a petite figure jumped out of the bathroom window.

After that, Chu Yimeng stopped for a month.

People have three urgencies, even if they are cultivators, they have not reached the realm of Bigu, and they need to eat grains. Mengxi has become an immortal without Taoism, and he still needs to eat, and he has to go to the toilet when he eats. Mengxi once sat on the toilet, and felt something different under him, as if there were thousands of insects, looking for holes...

Mengxi got up, and thousands of cockroaches came out of the toilet...

And after that... In his sleep, he felt that someone had broken in, Mengxi cast a spell and transformed a ghost, which scared Chu Yimeng into almost insaneness, and since then he has left Qingzhai Daoan, and the sisters of Qingzhai Daoan have been exempted from teasing...

Later, Chu Yimeng knew that it was just a spell, but he was afraid of Mengxi from then on.

Therefore, although Chu Yimeng is young, he makes the island in the middle of the lake jump, and everyone is a little afraid of Chu Yimeng. And Chu Yimeng seems to be very loved by Zhang Daoran, so the disciple of Huxin Island dares to be angry but dare not speak, and let her do whatever she wants...

This has further fueled Chu Yimeng's arrogance, and his methods have become more and more shady recently...

"It's not naughty..."

Zhang Daoran's face was indifferent.

Mengxi sighed in her heart: "After all, he still protects Yimeng, and if it continues to develop like this, Yimeng's personality will only become more and more arrogant and dark, and the future may not be good for her cultivation path." He can predict the future, and he has great powers, can't he see this clearly?"

"Poor Dao knows that Yimeng has been a little stubborn lately..."

Zhang Daoran's face was still indifferent, and people couldn't see emotional fluctuations.

Mengxi didn't respond, she had already seen clearly that Zhang Daoran was protecting Chu Yimeng. At this time, who will touch Zhang Daoran's moldy head?

Zhang Daoran glanced at Mengxi, and he also couldn't see what Mengxi was thinking. There is always a fog on Mengxi's body, Zhang Daoran can clearly predict the future in other people, and even know what others think in their hearts. Even, through this person, radiate to everyone around you...

But the eyes of the sky are clear, but it doesn't work here in Mengxi...

Although he didn't know what Mengxi was thinking, Zhang Daoran knew that Mengxi must have sighed in his heart at this time.

"Yimeng's personality changes, and Poor Dao has a great responsibility. There are hundreds of disciples on the island in the middle of the lake, and some of them are not able to cultivate. And some disciples, through Taijiquan and the Five Elements Baguazhang, have opened up some meridians, and they can be expected to enter the Tao in the future... However, in recent times, some disciples have neglected to cultivate, but they have begun to enjoy it..."

Mengxi's face moved, and Zhang Daoran continued: "Yimeng is stubborn, she often plays tricks on others, but the disciples of Huxin Island, if they are tricked, they will definitely find ways to avoid teasing, or even on the contrary, they will play tricks on Yimeng... With this kind of thinking, I will continue to study the Taoist scriptures and create some Taoist methods... After all, the essence of the island in the middle of the lake is insufficient, and many disciples cannot cultivate the Dao method of poor Dao enlightenment... The poor cannot be taught, and they need to work hard..."

Mengxi suddenly understood...

The disciples of Lake Island, in fact, are already very united compared to other sects. The inside and outside of the island are peaceful, Zhang Daoran is sitting on the island of the lake, there is no external threat, the disciples of the island naturally have no sense of crisis.

If you don't have a sense of crisis, you will lose motivation and start enjoying yourself.

Only through external stimulation can the disciples of Lake Island cherish their time and work hard to cultivate... Although Zhang Daoran's idea is good, he lost control...

For example, the hunting in the Three Clears... It is the method used by Zhang Daoran in order to hone the disciples of the island in the middle of the lake.

"Fellow Daoist, it's really painstaking... Poor Dao had a misunderstanding before, so I can only say sorry..."

Mengxi clenched her fists and bowed, her face relaxed: "Since Daoyou has seen through this, and the direction is out of control, Yimeng has become more and more extreme, and if it goes on like this, it may not be a good thing for her." ”

"yes..."

Zhang Daoran nodded appreciatively: "However, it's not too late..."

"Help... Help..."

With the arrival of the golden light, Zhang Daoran and Mengxi saw Long Yiquan and Chu Yimeng on Long Yiquan's head clearly. On Long Yiquan's dragon claws, a rope was hung, and a young Taoist priest was tied to the rope.

This young Taoist priest was very embarrassed, his hair was scattered, his robe was tattered, and there were even ice cubes hanging on his body...

In addition to being embarrassed, the young Taoist priest was in a good mental state.

"You're lucky this time, Poor Road hasn't played enough, I'll take you to play next time..."

Chu Yimeng jumped off Long Yiquan's head, saw Zhang Daoran, and ran over here with a sweet smile on his face.

Long Yiquan turned into a golden light, and he wanted to leave, but he seemed to be a little weak-hearted.

The young Taoist priest Lu Yichen was tied up and put on the snow, and he shouted: "It's so cold, let me go..."

Zhang Daoran stretched out his hand and pointed, the rope on Lu Yichen's body was broken, Lu Yichen had no restraints, he glanced here, pulled his legs and ran... When Chu Yimeng saw such a situation, his figure flickered and chased after him.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Yimeng came to Zhang Daoran's side again and threw Lu Yichen away: "Master, look, there is a fool here, but it's fun." The disciple was so lonely during this time, and finally met a fool..."

Lu Yichen wanted to run away, Zhang Daoran didn't care about this, he waved his hand, and a golden light fell in his hand in the distance. The golden light dissipated, and a golden dragon the thickness of chopsticks was caught in his hand.

A trace of anger appeared on Zhang Daoran's indifferent face. All of a sudden, the wind roared like thunder in the snowfield, rolling up endless snowflakes...

In the air, lightning and thunder roared, and the whole world was like the end of the world.