"If you want to blame me, blame me for not being strict with my apprentices, blame my two apprentice sisters for not getting along, and taking advantage of Lin Xiaodong."
Master Yinghua nodded: "Lin Xiaodong has great magic power and elegant demeanor. I don't know how many women in Shannan Road fall in love with him. It is expected that he will have more confidants."
Halfway through her words, she suddenly understood Yu Fengjun's intention, stood up, glared and waved her hands: "I can't do it!"
Yu Fengjun took Master Yinghua's hand and asked with a smile: "Why?"
Master Yinghua sat down again, lowered his head and asked, "Why do you think I went down the mountain?"
Yu Fengjun blinked and said, "Is it true that your reputation has been disgraced and you have no face to face your Shannan Dao colleagues?"
Master Yinghua shook his head: "I keep my word in Shannan Road, who dares to make irresponsible remarks to me behind my back?"
Yu Fengjun thought for a while and then said: "Is the real person feeling that he is ashamed of his ancestors and his disciples?"
Master Yinghua still shook her head: "I have never thought of it that way."
Yu Fengjun was puzzled: "Then why?
Isn’t it possible to go down the mountain for a leisurely stroll?”
Master Yinghua was a little anxious. She took Yu Fengjun's hand and bit her lip and said, "Don't you understand?"
Yu Fengjun suddenly understood, opened his mouth and raised his head: "Oh..." Master Yinghua came down the mountain, not because he felt ashamed, not because he was afraid of gossip, nor because he had no face to face his disciples, but because he could not face his own heart.
She fell in love with Lin Xiaodong.
Master Yinghua sighed softly, lowered his head and said to himself: "I have practiced Ding Gong for more than a hundred years, why do I still have thoughts about little women?"
Yu Fengjun smiled and asked: "Sir, is it a shameful thing for a woman to fall in love with a man?"
Master Yinghua shook his head: "But I am not a laywoman, but the head of a sect and the leader of a Taoist sect."
Yu Fengjun spread his hands: "Isn't this better?
Who in Shannan Road dares to gossip about you?"
Master Yinghua shook his head: "If I really did such a thing, wouldn't my reputation for more than a hundred years be in vain and become a joke?"
Yu Fengjun said: "Now that you say that you and Lin Xiaodong are innocent, do you think anyone will believe it?
I've already suffered a lot of infamy but I've done nothing, isn't that a loss?"
Master Yinghua's face was white and red, and he almost shouted: "Those who are pure will themselves be pure, no matter what others say!"
Yu Fengjun took Master Yinghua's hand and said comfortingly: "Master, to untie the bell you need to tie the bell. You have to go to Lin Xiaodong to resolve this matter."
Master Yinghua sighed softly, stood up and saluted: "Master, I appreciate your kindness. Thank you very much and express your sincere gratitude. I will take my leave now."
Yu Fengjun came out to see him off, and when he came to the front of the mountain, Master Yinghua took one look at Chonghua Palace, stood up from the ground, and returned to Shiyue Temple.
Three days in a row passed, and Master Yinghua was still practicing in the back mountain. No one knew that she had been unable to enter concentration for several days in a row. If she continued like this, her cultivation would be damaged.
In the middle of the night, the night was as cool as water, and there was silence in the Chonghua Palace. Lin Xiaodong sat upright on the bed in his residence, closing his eyes and relaxing.
A white light suddenly fell outside the door, and with a creak, the door opened.
Lin Xiaodong opened his eyes, looked up, and saw a flat embroidered shoe sticking out from under the white skirt. It was Yinghua Zhenren.
She changed out of her usual dull robe and put on secular clothes. Her hair was tied in a bun with a white jade hairpin.
Wearing a long white dress with a belt that hung down to her feet, she stood in the room, staring at Lin Xiaodong without saying a word.
Lin Xiaodong saw her expression was different and asked: "Why did you come here late at night?"
Master Yinghua turned around and closed the door, took off the hairpin, her long black hair fell down, and her eyes were as bright as moonlight: "Don't ask anything, don't say anything, nothing happened."
In the morning, Lin Xiaodong slowly woke up from his dream in the clouds. When he turned around, he saw that the room was filled with the fragrance of orchids, and no trace of beauty could be found.
According to what Yu Fengjun said, Master Yinghua took advantage of the moment of tranquility during the tender moment to settle down into concentration, and his concentration skills were finally restored.
Ma Liqun died, Yinghua Zhenren came back, the careerists of Shannan Road, and Anshan Road, who were eyeing him with covetous eyes, did not dare to act rashly again.
But Yao Didao, a new threat emerged.
Let's talk about Taixuanzi. After he was defeated by Kongchanzi, he stayed behind closed doors. It was not because he was afraid of being beaten or that he had changed his mind, but because he was practicing evil skills.
After returning to the mountain, he practiced hard all day and suddenly noticed a golden light on the mountain behind him, so he asked Zhang Xinli to take a look.
Zhang Xinli also discovered this golden light in the soil. When he dug it up, he found that it was a scripture.
The title of this book is "The Classic of Transformation into the Invisible", which records a kind of exercise in detail. Tai Xuanzi and Zhang Xinli took a look at it and were both deeply attracted by it.
Tai Xuanzi didn't even think about why such a book of exercises suddenly appeared in the back mountain, so he immediately started practicing according to it, and his skills improved greatly.
However, this sutra is not a peaceful and righteous method, but an evil method that tortures others and uses others' pain to increase one's own cultivation.
Tai Xuanzi was eager for revenge and used any means. He made a treasure according to the instructions of the technique, captured many Taoists, and put them in it to torture day and night.
The purgatory-like wails of pain provided Tai Xuanzi with endless mana. Within a few days, he recovered the lost thirty years of cultivation and prepared to seek revenge on Kong Chanzi.
The problem of missing Taoists from the Qingfeng Palace camp was so serious that it even reached the ears of Kong Chanzi.
But he didn't want to be given an excuse to take advantage of someone's situation and add insult to injury, so he didn't intervene. As a result, he indulged and tolerated it, causing a catastrophe.
This morning, a red light fell on Tai Xuanzi and Zhang Xinli in front of the Shadowless View.
Seeing these two people, Wuyingguan was in chaos. Kong Chanzi and Jiang Yantong hurriedly brought people out.
Jiang Yantong pointed at Tai Xuanzi and cursed: "My teacher spared your life last time, but I didn't expect you to be evil-minded and dare to come to my mountain gate to cause trouble?"
Kong Chanzi looked at Taixuanzi and felt that he exuded a chilling and violent aura, secretly feeling that something was not good.
Zhang Xinli grinned fiercely: "Last time you just took a pill from Lin Xiaodong, but you are not so lucky today!"
Kongchanzi tested Taixuanzi: "The thirty years of Taoism that were cut off have grown back in just a few days?"
Tai Xuanzi looked up at the sky, with red eyes and a fierce smile: "God help me in the Qingfeng Palace, today is the day when your Wuyingguan family will be destroyed!"
After hearing this, Kong Chanzi grinned and said fiercely: "Then take action, let's see what skills you have gained after not seeing each other for a few days!"
Tai Xuanzi took out the Freedom Tower, an eighteen-story round tower, and placed it upside down. There were countless living people inside who were tortured repeatedly.
The sound of crying and howling could not be heard without stopping. Kong Chanzi just glanced at it and became dizzy and staggered.
Taixuanzi raised the Freedom Tower and shined a red light at Kongchanzi: "I will let you taste the taste of hell today!"
Kong Chanzi hurriedly raised the Youlong Picture to resist. Unexpectedly, when the red light shone, the Youlong Picture soared and burned into a handful of ashes.
Tai Xuanzi laughed loudly: "Suffer death!"
The red light from the Freedom Tower swept towards Kong Chanzi again.
Kong Chanzi took out the soul-eating flag again and waved it. It was illuminated by red light and burned until only the bare pole remained.