Mu Xiaomei was sent home, she was still asleep, Mu Laojiu wanted to wake her up and thank Ying Feiyang and Mo Yunji, Mo Yunji saw that she slept soundly, and couldn't bear to disturb, Mu Laojiu wanted to invite Mo Yunji to stay overnight, Ying Feiyang had already taken the lead, and had agreed to take Mo Yunji back to rest in the view, Mu Laojiu could only give up, thank you very much, and send the two out of the village.

On the way, the two of them talked together, and Mo Yunqi asked: "Today, I saw that although Ying Xiaoyou is young, he is successful in swordsmanship, I don't know that Ling Shi's surname is high, and he can teach an apprentice like you?"

Ying Feiyang has loved swords since he was a child, and he was praised for his swordsmanship, and he was proud, but when he was asked about his master, he was secretly distressed, and said: "My master's name is Qing Kudao, and my predecessors must have never heard of it." ”

Mo Yunxian frowned and pondered for a while. Said: "Bitterness, forgiveness is lonely and unheard, but I have never heard of it?"

"It's a good thing that I haven't heard of it, my master only has stigma. Ying Feiyang thought secretly in his heart.

"Then I don't know which immortal mountain the Lingshi is from, which famous family?"

"This ...... I don't know, it's probably no way and no faction," Ying Feiyang naturally couldn't say that Qing Ku was just a charlatan, and replied vaguely.

Mo Yunxian saw that Ying Feiyang had the intention to conceal it, the more curious he felt, and asked a few more words, Ying Feiyang either didn't know anything, or he knew but didn't want to say. The cold day actually forced his brain to sweat, but fortunately, the tip of his nose suddenly fell cold, and it was snowing one after another. If the snow doesn't fall, it's just goose feather snow, fluttering and sprinkling, flying and falling.

"Senior, it seems that we are going to speed up our pace......" This snow is considered to be a rescue, Ying Feiyang hurriedly proposed.

"Okay, then there's Lao Xiaoyou to lead the way. Then, the two of them didn't care about talking, Ying Feiyang rushed forward to lead the way, and Mo Yunji followed with ease, but fortunately, the Taoist temple was not far away, and he was finally not soaked.

Entering the Taoist temple, Mo Yunxian looked around casually, the Taoist temple was quite spacious, and an old gentleman statue stood on the platform, smiling kindly. But the offering table was empty, and the censer was covered with a layer of floating ash. Secretly hesitant in his heart, when the ancestor recognized Li Er as an ancestor, the whole country does not respect Taoism, such a scale of Taoism is carefully managed, it must be the peak of incense, so rare, how do he know that the Qing Bitter Taoist life is lazy, relying on pretending to be a ghost to get by, how can he bother to operate. Pure and bitter, this number is worthy of its name.

"At the behest of heaven, you bastard boy, let you have a drink, you have not come until now, this day is cold, and you have to wait for a long time, you have been raised for so many years. "A group of people rushed out from behind, disheveled, bearded, not bitter, who is it?

Seeing the master's sloppy appearance, Ying Feiyang suddenly felt his face was gloomy, "Master, I brought a guest, this is Mo Yunxi's senior." He turned around and said to Mo Yunji with a bitter face: "The senior is smiling, this is my master." ”

The Qingqu Daoist glanced at it, and said a vague greeting, and then snatched the wine gourd on Ying Feiyang's waist and poured it into a big gulp, but Mo Yunxian looked at the Qingkudao man carefully, and hugged his fists and said: "This Daoist looks a little familiar, I don't know if we have seen it?"

After a hard drink, he shook his head and replied: "I haven't seen it, I haven't seen it, you see that I didn't open my mouth to collect debts, and I didn't reach out to chase after me, you must have never seen it." Mo Yunxian saw that he flatly denied it, and asked him a few words, but the Qingqu Taoist was talking nonsense and avoided answering. At this moment, there was a noise outside the view, from far and near.

"Senior Sister Xie, you are really lost, I have seen that tree three times just now, give me the map, otherwise Senior Brother will become a snowman." ”

A clear female voice said, "Joke, how can we cultivators get lost? Am I not able to look at the stars at night? I just need to raise my head and find the North Star......

"Senior Sister Xie, you just said that you want to look for stars on a snowy night, right......?"

"Nonsense! You heard me wrong! I just said that if I just snapped my fingers, I could find ...... Hey, I really found it. Look, isn't it right there, go and go. ”

"Senior sister, slow down, be careful of slippery roads!"

After a while, a figure with white eyebrows and hair dyed white by snow recklessly broke in, collided with Ying Feiyang's eyes, staring at him with big eyes, who is it not Xie Lingyan?

"How could it be you?" Xie Lingyan exclaimed, and felt rude, first smiled apologetically to Mo Yunxi, and then saluted to the disciple of the Qingku Daoist: "The predecessor is the master of Qingku?" At this time, Fu Qingming and Zhang Yizhi also rushed over, and the future and shook off the snow on their bodies, and hurriedly followed the salute. "Are you Shang Ying's disciple?" asked the Qing Ku Daoist with a squint

"Not bad. The younger Xie Lingyan is the disciple of Shang Zhenren, these two are my senior brothers Fu Qingming and Zhang Yizhi, from Xie Zhenren's disciple. Xie Lingyan replied.

"What Xie Zhenren, isn't it your father Xie Kangle? Lingxiao Sword Sect is not even seventeen and can't go down the mountain, how old are you? Relying on the power of your father and your master, you sneaked out, right?"

"Uh...... This ......" Xie Lingyan's secret was revealed, and he immediately struggled and thought hard of excuses.

With a wave of his hand, he interrupted: "Okay, don't bother to make excuses, if you can find this, it must be instructed by your master to turn a blind eye, say, what are you doing here?"

"It's cold and snowy, we want to stay here for a night, I don't know if it will disturb the uncle?"

Qing bitterly poured a sip of wine and said: "Naturally, it's bothering, your master will really make trouble for me, my apprentice doesn't bring it himself, but asks me to take care of it, forget it, let it be arranged by the mandate of heaven, Poor Dao is old, he can't stay up all night, so he sleeps first." With that, he turned and walked away. ”

"Tell me to fly. Ying Feiyang said fiercely behind his back.

How could a drunkard Taoist be called Uncle Shi by a disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect? How did these three people find this place? Ying Feiyang was confused, and only understood after Xie Lingyan's explanation. It turns out that the Lingxiao Sword Sect is a major sect of the Daomen, and the three Daos of Lingnan, Jiannan, and Jiangnan all have the Taoist temples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and the incense money of the Taoist Temple is a major source of funds for the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and the Taoist temple can also be used for traveling disciples to settle down, so there are few people to guard it on weekdays.

As a result, some mediocre or errant disciples in the Lingxiao Sword Sect who did nothing were sent to guard these Taoist temples. The Tongyun Temple, where Ying Feiyang is located, is one of them.

"So my master is a disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect who was kicked out of the sect without making it?" Ying Feiyang was taken aback, but after thinking about it, he felt that this explanation was reasonable, and even solved some problems that he couldn't figure out in the past.

"It's no wonder that the master is just a three-legged cat's kung fu, but he can pass on my exercises and secret skills to practice, and it's no wonder that the master's knowledge is wider than that of ordinary charlatans, and his momentum is stronger than that of ordinary charlatans. Ying Feiyang said silently in his heart

Mo Yunxian quipped: "It turns out that Ying Xiaoyou is also a master of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and he is disrespectful. ”

Xie Lingyan picked up a junior brother in vain, he was in a good mood, and he also smiled and said, "Hehe, senior brother Ying, hurry up and call senior sister to listen." “

"You may not be as old as me, you should call me senior brother. Ying Feiyang straightened up, but a girl of this age developed early, no matter how much Ying Feiyang stood on tiptoe, he was still three points shorter than Xie Lingyan, and he lost a cut in momentum.

After a few words of gossip, Ying Feiyang led everyone into the backyard, which was divided into four rooms, two on each side. Behind is the kitchen. Xie Lingyan was divided into one room, Mo Yunji was divided into one room, Zhang Yizhi and Fu Qingming shared a room, Ying Feiyang said good night to a few people, and went to sleep with the master.

After entering the room, Ying Feiyang still had questions and wanted to ask the master, but Qing Ku had already snored again and again. Ying Feiyang covered his head with a quilt to block his earth-shattering snoring, and fell asleep on the other end, fortunately, he had experienced too much today, he was tired and tired, and he soon fell asleep.