noon.

Chen Daoxuan hummed a little tune and returned leisurely with his hands behind his back.

Along the way, I still greeted everyone with smiles and nods.

When he returned to the small courtyard, he saw the disciples gathered around the table. Zhu Wanqing had already prepared a table of delicious food.

"Master..."

Leng Yanran said nervously, "Master."

I want to ask the old patriarch if he has told Master what Aunt Zhao said, but I don’t know how to say it, and I am even more afraid of Master’s rejection.

"Um."

"We'll eat later. I have to tell you something."

Chen Daoxuan glanced at the eldest disciple, and then walked to his room.

When Leng Yanran saw this, she looked nervously at the junior sister next to her, and then at Sister Ling'er.

Bai Ling'er smiled and nodded at her.

Only then did she pluck up the courage and follow her master into the room.

Inside the room.

Chen Daoxuan sat there quietly. When he saw his disciple come in, he smiled and asked, "Today the old patriarch came to tell my master something."

"oh......"

Leng Yanran lowered her head, nervously grasping the corner of her clothes, and waited quietly for the master's next words.

But Chen Daoxuan looked through the papered window and saw several little heads outside pressed against the window.

He simply raised his hand and placed an isolation barrier.

Outside the window, Dongfang Han and others' little faces suddenly turned bitter. Damn it, their desire for gossip is unsatisfied!

I can only wait quietly for my senior sister to come out and then ask her!

"You also know what the old patriarch said, right?"

"Tell me what you think."

Chen Daoxuan looked at his eldest disciple and asked.

"disciple......"

"Disciples all listen to Master!"

Leng Yanran whispered back.

"That......"

When Chen Daoxuan heard this, he was about to continue speaking.

"Disciple thinks, if not, can..."

"disciple......"

Afraid of hearing the master say, forget it, Leng Yanran answered in a panic, but the disciple couldn't hold back a complete sentence for a long time.

Chen Daoxuan was not in a hurry and just looked at his eldest disciple quietly.

"call--"

"Master."

"Disciple's mind has never changed!"

"Even if the master disagrees this time, the disciple can still wait for the master for tens of thousands of years, millions of years, or even billions of years!"

"Even if it's just a process in this small fishing village and everything is fake, the disciple is willing!"

"The world of mortals refines one's heart...but the disciple only has the master in his heart."

"Master, this time, can you just...even pretend to be like this disciple?"

Leng Yanran took a long breath and plucked up the courage. Although she didn't dare to look into Master's eyes, she said a lot at once.

She didn't know what she was talking about, she was just expressing her feelings nervously.

"You mean, follow what the old patriarch said."

"Simple, hold a happy event in a small fishing village?"

Chen Daoxuan touched his chin and said calmly.

"yes!"

"If Master doesn't want to, even if it's a lie!"

"Just think of it as fulfilling your disciple's wish!"

"Master, may I?"

Leng Yanran nodded heavily, and then looked at the master, with nervous and expectant eyes.

"inappropriate."

Chen Daoxuan shook his head.

"..."

"Disciple understands."

"It doesn't matter. I know this, I know. I can wait another ten thousand years, another million years, and then ask Master again."

"It's okay, Master, don't worry about it."

"Disciple, disciple, please leave."

Leng Yanran was stunned for a moment, biting her red lips. The pain allowed her to control her emotions a little.

He calmly told Master that it didn't matter, endured the disappointment in his heart, handed over his hands and was about to leave the room.

At this moment she just wanted to go back to her room and stay alone for a while.

"Um?"

"Teacher, I haven't finished speaking yet."

When Chen Daoxuan saw this, he knew that he had misunderstood, so he spoke.

"Disciples understand that cultivation is the most important thing."

"Master, don't worry, it won't affect the disciple's Taoist mind. In order to be able to stand behind the master at all times, the disciple will never damage his cultivation."

"Master, there is no need to worry about this and comfort the disciples."

Leng Yanran buried her head very low, not wanting Master to see her disappointed expression. Even she didn't know what her expression looked like at this moment, and she didn't want to make a fool of herself in front of Master.

"Being a teacher means..."

"At least, we have to gather the people from my Heavenly Dao Immortal Palace together."

"Elder Ao Lan, Xiao Chacha, Yu Youwei, they have to come too."

"It won't work if you do it in a crude way."

"Even the people from my Tiandao Immortal Palace in the Tianxuan Realm, Deacon Chiyun and Deacon Shen Ruo, should come."

Chen Daoxuan said in a gentle tone.

!

!!

!!!

Leng Yanran was stunned.

The emotions that were on the edge of the limit collapsed in an instant!

"Same, agreed..."

"Master...agree?"

There was some disbelief in Leng Yanran's eyes, as happiness seemed to come too suddenly.

He raised his head and looked at Master.

The master was looking at her with a smile and soft eyes.

The scene in front of me was a bit blurry, like a dream.

"Why?"

"Why are you still crying?"

Chen Dao

"Master, do you really agree?"
To be continued...