Duanmuling said: "Xian'er and Zhi'er went shopping in Dongshi. I hope you don't have to look for them. They will go home on their own."
Although Wan Renyu and Feng Guoting understood Long Ying's emotional situation, they couldn't bear to leave. Seeing her concentration, calmness and calmness coming from the bottom of her heart, pure and beautiful, it was as if she was listening to the trickles of silence. Any ordinary words become extraordinary because they are uttered from her fairy mouth and imbued with some mysterious Zen meaning.
Wan Renyu said modestly: "Miss Duanmu has been in Chang'an for some time and has a deeper understanding of the actual situation than we do. I wonder what you think of the current dispute between Taoists and Masters?"
Feng Guoting interjected: "As far as we know, Wu Jiezi should have died at the hands of Xi Yao."
Duanmuling looked at Long Ying and said, "I wonder what Brother Long thinks of this matter?"
Long Ying smiled bitterly and said: "I always feel that there is something that can be done. If you are poor, change will lead to success. I just regret that tomorrow is the time when the Shangqing Sect will elect a new leader. Once Shen Fengzhenrong ascends the position of leader, the Taoist throne will be It is a foregone conclusion that it will fall into Xi Yao's hands. Even if I am indeed a clever woman, I can't make a meal without rice, but who can go out to compete with Shen Fengzhen for the leadership of the sect?"
Duan Muling smiled and said: "This little lady has solved this problem for you, the rest depends on the three of you!"
Her smile is like a spark lighting up in absolute darkness, giving people hope for the future.
The three of them stared at her, waiting for her to further explain what they were completely confused about.
Duan Muling slowly glanced at the three of them and said as gently as a pillow: "Brother Long is so forgetful. Ming Hui and Ming Xin must be very sad to forget your partner who lived and died with you so quickly."
Long Ying jumped up from the chair and said, "They are here. Where are they?"
Duanmu Ling frowned slightly and scolded: "Brother Long is too excited, which makes people worry about Minghui and Mingxin. Why don't you sit down?"
Long Ying sat down again in embarrassment and excused himself: "I am a clever woman just because I have rice to cook. I forget my form for a moment, so don't be offended, fairy."
Feng Guoting and Wan Renyu couldn't hold it back, they burst into laughter in the earthquake room.
Duanmuling seemed to be in a good mood because he had been put under control, and said with a smile: "They are currently in Yuhe Nunnery. Mingxin is practicing in the meditation room, and it will take an hour before he can come out to see you. Minghui is in the back garden of the nunnery. In the small house, that was where Mrs. Xu lived."
The three of them were moved at the same time.
Feng Guoting asked: "Does Madam Xu refer to Xu Ziling's wife Shi Qingxuan? It turns out that she once stayed at Yuhe Nunnery."
Duanmu Ling nodded yes.
Wan Renyu said in confusion: "They are disciples of Shangzhi Guan, how can they compete with Shen Fengzhen for the position of leader of the Shangqing Sect?"
Duanmu Ling replied: "Minghui's current identity is the abbot of Shangzhiguan, and he has inherited Danqingzi's lofty status in the Taoist sect. Although he cannot participate in the decision of the leader of the Shangqing sect, he has a great influence on the Shangqing sect. As for the Mingxin, because she has cultivated the legendary 'female elixir' of the Taoist sect, her identity is no longer limited to Shangzhi Guan, but transcends major and minor sects. It is the glory of Shangqing sect that she is willing to assume the position of leader of Shangqing sect."
Long Ying said: "The female elixir is illusory. We say that she has mastered the female elixir, but we can't force others to think so. What can we do?"
Duanmuling said calmly: "Brother Long doesn't know something. Everything is inside and outside. Brother Long will understand when he sees the clear heart."
Long Ying asked in confusion: "Why until now, I still haven't sensed her like before?"
Duanmuling couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled: "What can be sensed by you is not the female elixir that has been practiced."
With her determination not to be deceived by the dark room, she was also frightened by her smile like sunshine breaking through the clouds, not to mention Feng Guoting and Long Ying.
Duanmuling seemed to realize that he had lost his composure, so he suppressed his smile and returned to a calm composure. "Everything is ready, it just depends on how you turn the situation around."
Feng Guoting said: "Perhaps I am overly worried. I always feel that even if the position of Taoist Lord falls on Mingxin, Xi Yao will not give up. The Taoist sect will fall into pieces, and the tragedy of Qingcheng Mountain will inevitably happen again."
Wan Renyu said coldly: "We will simply kill Xi Yao." Then he apologized to Duanmu Ling and said: "Miss Duanmu, please forgive Ren Yu for being brave and ruthless."
Duanmu Ling said: "Tianshi Taoist has a strong horse and a master like a cloud. Xi Yao is waiting for another Fa Ming. How easy is it to kill him?"
Feng Guoting said, "Has Miss Duanmu seen Xi Yao?"
Duanmu Ling said: "He once went to Yuhe Temple to visit the little girl. This man has an extraordinary temperament and is scholarly. He is by no means a cruel person. Instead, he feels like a man who has attained the Tao. He is just very ambitious and has a strong dream.
Now the brilliant achievements of Zhang Ling, the founder of Wu Dou Rice Road in the late Han Dynasty, are revealed."
Long Ying geared up and said, "Everything depends on people. There is no human issue in the world that cannot be solved. Hey! Let's work separately now. Ha! What are you laughing at?"
Wan Renyu and Feng Guoting both laughed so hard that they couldn't stop laughing, while Duanmu Ling gave him a stern look.
Feng Guoting stood up and said: "Fairy, please don't be polite. There is no need to see off the guests. I will go to Min Xuanqing immediately and tell her about Mingxin. She has a deep connection with the Shangqing sect and knows the situation of the Shangqing sect better than us.
There should be something better than us in this matter."
Wan Renyu stood up with him and said: "I have nothing to do but look for something to do." Then he said to Long Ying: "Remember the appointment at Fuju Tower tomorrow morning."
Duanmuling said calmly: "Brother Wan, please inform Xian'er and Zhi'er that Long Ying has to stay here because he has something to do. He will not be able to meet them until tomorrow morning at Fuju Building."
The three of them heard you looking at me, Duanmu Ling really did what Long Ying said, let him spend the night?
Duanmu Ling knew that they had misunderstood and said calmly: "Mingxin encountered some difficulties in practice and must use the strange Qi of Dragon Eagle."
After Wan Renyu and Feng Guoting left in relief, the two of them were left sitting across from each other in the quiet room, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.
Long Ying coughed dryly and said: "Would you like me to come over, or the fairy to come over?"
Duanmuling chuckled and said, "Fairy, I am really nondescript. Brother Long seems to have forgotten that he is in a pure place of Buddhism?"
Then he stood up leisurely, gave him a charming look, and said, "Come with me, okay?"
Longying rushed forward, hugged her tightly, and was about to kiss her sweet lips, but found that the kiss was on the palm of her hand. When she was slightly stunned, the fairy removed the jade palm, and the fairy lips came up to kiss him gently, and then
I pushed him away gently, used some movement skills, and went out.
For some reason, Long Ying not only did not feel disappointed, but also felt a moving feeling of contentment. He chased after her immortal body and walked towards the beautiful scenery of the nunnery where "the winding path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees".
Duanmu Lingzhi Trail: "Walking along this gravel path, you will see Minghui and Mingxin."
Long Ying Tan put his hand on her waist and said, "Where are you going?"
Duanmuling allowed him to take advantage of her and said happily: "Please excuse me, little lady, because I have to prepare some vegetarian dishes and entertain the guests."
Longying hugged her so hard that his soul flew up to the sky, but he could not let her go. He pretended to be angry and said: "What kind of guest? I am your future husband. Please call your future husband to come and listen." He took the opportunity to kiss her face.
Duanmuling said coquettishly: "Future husband, Brother Long, are you kidding me? How can there be such etiquette as master and apprentice, working together as husbands?"
Long Ying was stunned for a moment and said awkwardly: "Is the fairy jealous?"
Duanmu Ling smiled and said: "Everything happens by chance. How can I blame you? In this world, every encounter is not accidental and has its own causes and consequences. Don't worry, I am just playing with you, and Xian'er is not mine either." Apprentice, as for marrying you? It's still too early to say. Go see them quickly. They are looking forward to you! Prepare the vegetarian food, and the little girl will come to invite you."
Long Ying walked along the road. Under the magnificent starry sky, a small stone house appeared in front of him, with lights dimly visible.
A graceful figure with graceful curves and arousing reverie stands among the flower beds, looking up at the starry sky.
Long Ying felt an indescribable joy in his heart, recalling the touching scene of meeting the two women on the Wujiang Gang's passenger ship. What he still remembered particularly deeply was when Mingxin pushed down her pants to let him see her thighs. At that time, Minghui asked Mingxin to let him see the recovery of the arrow wound, but she forgot Minghui's original intention and only cared about how tender and smooth the skin of Mingxin's legs was. Looking back, she felt sweet and guilty at the same time.
Move behind Ming Hui.
Minghui said softly: "Mr. Long is here. Hug me!"
Longying reached forward with his hands and pressed them against her burning belly. Minghui moaned and fell into his arms. She sighed: "Finally, I can be with Mr. Long again!"
Long Ying pressed her cheek unceremoniously and said, "I never dreamed that I would meet you again."
Minghui rested her head on his shoulder, looked up at him with her pretty face, and said: "My junior sister and I received the pigeon message from Miss Duanmu in Jingzhai. We knew that we had to come to Chang'an immediately. We were so happy because we knew that again You can see Mr. Long. Alas! You left without saying goodbye that day, and we each cried secretly, which was heartbreaking!"
Long Ying took out a hand, lifted her pretty chin, kissed her lightly on the lips, and said: "Didn't you inherit the mantle of senior Dan Qingzi and become the new generation of temple master of Shangzhi Temple? Talk to my little brother like this. If you talk about love, will it violate the rules?"
Minghui said charmingly: "Seeing you, Minghui ignored everything. Didn't Master have instructions to follow one's heart? How can one beat one's own heart? When there are people around, Minghui is the master of the Shangzhi Temple. There is no one. When you are human, you are the woman who follows you to the end of the world underwater and on land. Do you understand, Mr. Long?"
Long Ying was overjoyed and said, "You're welcome, little brother! Master, please don't blame me for being rude."
He sealed her little mouth and kissed her until the sky was dark and her soul was gone. Minghui struggled to turn around, then gave her a hot kiss and hugged her plump body. She really didn't know what the world was like.
Minghui gasped and left him, instantly returning to her dignified demeanor.
Long Ying was surprised and asked: "What kind of skill is this?"
Minghui's eyes were gleaming and she said: "This is the mental method of the Sutra of Supremacy. When you practice dual cultivation together, you are fully committed, but you can advance or retreat without affecting your practice at all. Mr. Long's Taoist heart is subtle and clean, and the demonic path In the same vein, Yu Minghui's inner elixir is beneficial and not harmful. So! Sister Mengdie's worries do not exist. Mr. Long does not have to be afraid of ruining the Qingxiu of our fellow apprentices. Especially Mingxin, if it had not been close to Mr. Long Without the fate of the body, we would never have achieved what we have today." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels!