After the Taoist Qingyi chased Yang Yi and walked through the entire valley, the sword of the long sword became weaker.

Although his internal strength is high, he cannot maintain this sharp sword force for too long. At this time, the sword force is weak and a breath of true energy is suddenly discharged. Without Yang Yi taking action, he fainted.

Yang Yi laughed, lifted him up, walked to Qingye, and said with a smile: "This white-faced brother, you, the Taoist senior brother, are good swordsman skills, but unfortunately it's not long-lasting."

He held the palm of the Qingyi Taoist and did not exert force to continue the power, but the Qingyi Taoist took off his palm and flew slowly towards Qingye.

Qingye hurriedly reached out to take it, and looked down at his senior brother with his head hanging down, his limbs drooping and unconscious. He said in surprise: "Yang Yi, how have you done to my senior brother?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Your senior brother is so murderous. Unfortunately, not only did he not kill me, he was so tired."

Qingye said angrily: "My senior brother Qingyi is in the top 50 in my Taixu Sect. How could he lose his strength because of who did it? You must have injured him!"

Yang Yi was too lazy to talk to him and continued to walk into the valley.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Qingye shouted, "You can't leave! You hurt my Taixu disciples, and you still want to leave?"

Yang Yi shook his head and smiled, "I said that I hurt your Taixu Sect's disciples, and that's what I'll kill you. Do you dare to keep me? That's another thing to say!"

Qingye was stunned when he heard this and said angrily: "No matter how powerful the Grand Master's Mansion is, it must be reasonable!"

Yang Yi was too lazy to say more to him and laughed and said, "Goodbye!"

His body flashed and disappeared into the valley.

Qingye was determined to chase him, but thinking that even if he caught up, it would be useless. He was worried about his senior brother's safety and had to take his senior brother back to Ziyang Temple first.

He was unwilling to accept it and shouted at the valley where Yang Yi entered: "Yang Yi! Even if you are the master of martial arts, when you see my third senior brother, you will know what despair is!"

Yang Yi, who had already walked out of the valley, moved his ears and heard Qingye's voice into his ears.

"This kid knows that I am a martial arts master, but he still talks like this. It seems that his third senior brother must be a bit difficult to mess with."

Suddenly, I thought about it, a little wrong, "As far as I know, Shuang'er's third senior brother is indeed an amazing master, but this person has been stationed in Taixu Sect in recent years and has gone down the mountain very few times. Could it be that Zhang Daoran has come here too today, right?"

Zhang Daoran is Qin Shuang's third senior brother. He is amazing and talented. At the age of fifty, he has become a master of martial arts. He and Shi Du Xiu, a saint of doctor, are called "the two heroes of medicine."

"Medical" refers to Shi Du Xiu, while "Dao" refers to Zhang Daoran.

Since he became a master, Zhang Daoran has never lost his life. Even in the hands of the great master, he has escaped several lives. He is a well-known rising star.

"If such a person comes to Dangyang Mountain, I'm afraid there will be a tough battle to fight!"

Yang Yi thought for a while and felt something was wrong, "If it were for the identity of a patrol envoy of the Grand Tutor's Mansion, could Zhang Daoran be the one who worked hard to take charge of the layout? This is obviously not true."

He was drunk at this time and thought for a while and was too lazy to think about it anymore. "Let's go and have a look. If Zhang Daoran comes, I really want to discuss it with him!"

I thought in my mind and kept walking. After stopping, a small lake appeared in front of me.

There is a small courtyard by the lake, a thatched house, a fence wall, and a few rows of side dishes in the yard. There is a black dog next to the side dishes. Several old hens wanted to peck at the vegetables several times, but they were driven away by the black dog.

There was a tree in the yard, and an old lady was sitting under the tree to suck her soles.

This is an ordinary farmhouse courtyard. Even the old lady in the yard is indeed the dress of the old lady in the farmhouse, and there is no discord.

Yang Yi suddenly stopped.

He slowly walked to the gate of the courtyard, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to push open the fence door.

Yang Yi rarely hesitated during his life, but today he was a little hesitant.

When the old lady heard the sound of pushing the door, she put down the soles of her shoes in her hand, looked up at Yang Yi, grinned, revealing several of her scattered teeth, "Are you here?"

Yang Yi said: "I'm here!"

The old lady stood up tremblingly, bent down and smiled, "I have been quiet here for several years, and few people have always come to visit me. A few days ago, a little Taoist priest accompanied me to drink a bowl of tea, and a little girl beat me on my back. I didn't expect you to come again today."

When Yang Yi saw her get up, he hurriedly supported her.

The old lady smiled and said, "No need to help, no need to help, I can still move."

She took out a basket of peaches from the house tremblingly, washed a few plates placed on the small table in a small basin, and said to Yang Yi: "There are no good things at home, there are only a few peaches sent by others, you can eat them!"

These peaches are the peaches guarded by the old man Zhu. Among them, they are ripe for a hundred years, some are ripe for a decade, and some are ripe for a thousand years, and they are all mixed together.

Yang Yi looked at the peaches and shook his head and said, "I can't afford to eat!"

The old lady smiled and said, "What is this child saying? What does it mean to be unable to afford it?"

Yang Yi shook his head and said, "If I eat one of these peaches, you will lose one day's life, so I can't afford it."

The old lady sighed, "Are you a cautious child?"

Yang Yi said: "The old lady's eyes are perfect."

The old lady smiled and said, "What Dharma eyes? Now it's just a pair of presbyopia."

She picked up the teapot and poured a bowl of tea for Yang Yi, "You kids, you don't eat peaches, you just drank a bowl of tea and ran away, not even eating rice. It's a bit too much."

Although she said too much, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes smiled, "Boy, it's getting late, just have a meal here."

Yang Yi smiled and said, "I met the old lady today, and I must eat this meal." He suddenly relaxed, picked up the tea bowl and drank the tea in one sip, rolled up his sleeves, and looked like he was having a big fuss, "Old lady, where is your kitchen? It's not me bragging, my cooking skills are the best in the world. Today I will show you the old man."

The old lady clapped her hands and smiled and said, "You child is more interesting than being cautious. When I was cautious, I took my pulse and cured my illness. He said that he originally wanted to cook for me, but unfortunately he couldn't cook, so he had to plant a few peaches instead. Unexpectedly, his son could cook, and now he really had to try your Yang family's skills."

Yang Yi said: "Look at it!"

When the dish plate had already occupied the entire tabletop, Yang Yi, wearing an apron, walked out of the kitchen, wiped his hands and smiled, "Old lady, how are my dishes?"

The old lady smiled and said, "Although I haven't eaten it yet, I know it's delicious if I just smell it."

She smiled and took out a small bottle of wine from under the small table, with a small cunning look in her eyes, "These children don't let me drink, but they didn't know that I had actually hidden several bottles of wine."

She looked at Yang Yi, "You are not allowed to tell them."

Yang Yi laughed: "I will definitely not say it!"

The rice on this table was basically eaten by Yang Yi. The old lady just ate a shallow plate and took a sip of wine.

After finishing the meal, Yang Yi said goodbye to the old lady.

The old lady didn't give him a gift, but just said, "Boy, you are very good, Shenxing gave birth to a good son!"

She pointed to a bluestone hall behind her and smiled, "Are you looking for a little Taoist priest? He is in this big room."

Yang Yi smiled and said, "I have something to do with him!"

The old lady waved, "Go!"

Yang Yi bowed and said goodbye.

The Bluestone Hall stands on the hill by the lake. Yang Yi took a few steps and reached the foot of the mountain.

Since he saw the old lady, he was in a state of great excitement and had no intention of watching the nearby scenery. He arrived at the foot of the mountain and took a few steps to the entrance of the Bluestone Hall.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!