Ye Yun looked at the more and more figures behind him, and shook his head helplessly, it seemed that this time he was guilty of public anger.

Ye Yun sped up, and soon, a quaint temple came into his sight. The wall around the temple was only one person high, and Ye Yun jumped into it with a slight leap.

Cangwu Temple is very large, divided into three courtyards, the front yard is the place to worship the Buddha, the middle courtyard is the place where the disciples stay and practice, and the back yard is the place where the Nagamen and the elders live, as well as important places such as the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The backyard is also the biggest place and extremely quiet.

Ye Yun hid behind a stone tablet and looked out of the outer wall, the disciples of Yuncang Academy just surrounded this place from a distance, and some elders took their disciples straight to the main gate of Cangwu Temple.

Ye Yun breathed a sigh of relief, it was good that he didn't chase in, he was really a little too fast to run.

Ye Yun rested for a while, then stood up, and there seemed to be many disciples of Yuncang Academy guarding outside the wall.

It seems that he can't go back tonight, Ye Yun looked at the quaint backyard of Cangwu Temple, and could only be embarrassed to spend the night here.

"Amitofu, Buddha, please forgive me, Ye Yun is really helpless," Ye Yun put his hands together and bowed towards the place where the Buddha was enshrined in the front yard of Cangwu Temple.

Ye Yun moved his steps lightly and walked towards a wooden building that looked extremely old and seemed to be uninhabited for a long time. The wooden building looks ancient, but it is extremely clean, and even the mahogany bracket on the top has no trace of cobwebs.

Ye Yun moved lightly, went up to the second floor, chose a room in the corner, gently pushed the door open, and then quickly flashed in. Ye Yun didn't expect that although the door of this room was small, it was very large inside. The house is not only hung with various calligraphy and paintings, but also filled with layers of bookshelves. There is also a statue of the Buddha in the main hall, and the fragrance is slowly burning.

"These seem to be exercises," Ye Yun said in surprise: "Mighty Diamond Sutra, hey, it's a pity that all of them are Buddhist exercises, you can't let me change the court." ”

"Buddha is the Tao, the Tao is Confucianism, Confucianism is the Buddha," an old voice came from the room on the inner floor of the bookshelf, "The Tao, the Buddha, and the Confucianism are one family!"

Ye Yun was shocked, put down the book in his hand, and prepared to slip away immediately.

"Little Daoist, since you're here, why rush to leave," the old voice seemed to see through Ye Yun's thoughts, and immediately said.

Ye Yun felt as if he had pincers under his feet, unable to move forward.

"Senior, Dao Master I, oh, bah, Xiaodao I accidentally broke into here, and I also asked the seniors to have a large number, spare Xiaodao," Ye Yunyu said with a sincere plea for mercy, he heard that the more advanced the strength of the immortal cultivator, the more he does not take human life seriously.

"Little Daoist, come in and talk to Lao Dao," the old voice said.

"Xiaodao obeys," Ye Yun said this, and he felt his legs regain their mobility.

Hey, old Dao, Ye Yun suddenly reacted, could it be that the owner of this voice was actually a Taoist priest. How could there be a Taoist priest in the temple, Ye Yun was full of doubts, and moved into the room on the inner floor. A white-haired old man who looked older than the Lord of the Heavenly Cloud Observatory was sitting by the window with his eyes closed, and a game of chess was placed in front of him.

At the peak of the Cultivation God Realm, Ye Yunzhihai's mechanical female voice of an immortal soul sounded.

"Senior," Ye Yun bowed respectfully towards Lao Dao. His heart was extremely shocked, he didn't expect this old Taoist priest's strength to be so profound, such a character, if he entered Yuncang City, it would be like Dao Ancestor Sanqing coming to the world again!

"Little Taoist, do you want to ask why I, an old Taoist, am in this temple," the old Taoist priest made a slightly old voice, the white hair on his head was neatly tied together, and although his face was full of wrinkles, his spirit was like that of a prime of life.

Ye Yun was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"Because Lao Dao lost a bet to a person, according to the agreement, he can only stay in this Cangwu Temple forever," Lao Dao said carefully, and did not seem to feel ashamed of losing to others.

"Little Daoist, you brought the people from Yuncang Academy outside," Old Dao squinted his eyes slightly at Ye Yun.

Ye Yun showed a somewhat ashamed smile, "It's just a small misunderstanding." ”

The old Taoist priest's eyes widened, then he laughed, pointed at Ye Yun and said: "Okay, you little Taoist, although my Daomen cultivation of immortals is not as strict as Buddhism, but it also pays attention to pure heart and few desires, and goodness is like water, if you are so greedy for red dust, how can you cultivate immortals." ”

Ye Yun was immediately unconvinced, and straightened up, "Even the crooked path of the evil demon can be cultivated into a true immortal, why can't I cultivate an immortal?"

The old Taoist priest was stunned, as if he didn't expect Ye Yun to answer like this.

The old Taoist priest's eyes suddenly widened and looked at Ye Yun, Ye Yun only felt as if he was facing a desolate ancient beast in an instant, and his mind was suddenly lost.

"Ten miles of auspicious clouds," the old Taoist priest muttered, looking at Ye Yun's eyes full of incredulity.

"In the world, there is really such a superb mediocre talent," the old Taoist priest shook his head, "Presumably the sky can't see it today, so he is angry and rains down one hundred and eight heavenly thunders!"

Ye Yun's face changed slightly, and it was not a very cool thing to be said to be a mediocre talent in person.

"Well, maybe," the old Taoist priest said with some relief, "This is also the will of heaven." ”

"Would you like to worship me as a teacher," Lao Dao looked at Ye Yun.

Actually want to take me as an apprentice, Ye Yun was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head.

"What!" Lao Dao said in surprise, a little unbelieving his ears, Ye Yun, a top mediocre talent of ten miles of auspicious clouds, actually rejected her, "My strength is the peak of the Cultivation God Realm, even within this huge Jiuli, I can be regarded as a top ten master, you actually refuse!"

"So what," Ye Yun wrapped his arms around, "If he cultivates to become a true immortal, he will definitely trample this boundless Cloud Desolate Continent under his feet!"

"What an arrogant boy!" Rao is an old man who has lived for more than a hundred years, and he never imagined that this statement came from the mouth of a superb mediocre talent who could only be seen in a million years.

"Old Dao, why don't we make a bet, if I lose, I will immediately kneel down and bow to you as a teacher," Ye Yun said.

"Okay, Lao Dao likes to bet with people the most in his life, what if I lose?" the old Taoist priest sat up straight, and the old man's voice was full of interest.

"If you lose, worship me as a teacher!" Ye Yun looked directly into Lao Dao's eyes, without fear.

Lao Dao was stunned for a long time, and then laughed, "Good! good!"

"Lao Dao doesn't bully you, how to gamble, you decide!" Lao Dao made a gesture of please.

"Bet on chess!" Ye Yun said, pointing to the chessboard.

"Chess" Lao Dao looked at the chessboard and groaned, he has been studying the chess game alone here for decades, and he is confident that his chess skills have been perfected, "Okay!"

"I'll put on a sidegame, and within an hour, if you can crack it, then I will lose," Ye Yun said.

Lao Dao did not hesitate and nodded in agreement.

Ye Yun followed the memory in his mind, his fingers swung on the chessboard, and a game of "Seven Stars Gathering" quickly took shape.

"What a good chess!" Lao Dao watched this chess game, Rao is he has been studying chess for so many years, and he couldn't help but admire when he saw this "Seven Stars Gathering".

Ye Yun watched Lao Dao silently from the side, and an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Lao Dao's hand did always stay on the chessboard and never moved.

"You lost," Ye Yun said as he looked at the old man with his brows still furrowed.

"Hey, I lost!" Lao Daomo sighed and came to his senses, "I didn't expect that I thought I was the only one in the world in chess, but I sat in this Cangwu Temple and watched the sky!"

Lao Dao stood up and looked at Ye Yun, "I am willing to lose the bet, disciple Tianyunzi will meet Master!"