This monk is a bit mean

In the backyard of Baiyun Taoist Temple, the first person to fall victim to Yun Shu's vicious attack was of course Fang Qingyi.

Yunshu stood in Fang Qingyi's yard.

Opposite him stood the beautiful nun who was about to be fleeced.

"Come up and fuck me!" Yunshu said to Fang Qingyi.

"I won't!" Fang Qingyi refused cleanly.

"I peeked at you taking a bath." Yunshu said in a mean way.

"Hmph!" Fang Qingyi snorted coldly. She didn't believe the bald man's nonsense.

"So white!" Yunshu continued to act shamelessly.

"Go to hell!"

There is no need to endure it anymore.

Fang Qingyi roared and fought with the silver thief who was peeping at her taking a bath.

An hour later, the "Silver Thief" Yun Shu walked out of Fang Qingyi's yard exhausted.

I went back to the banyan tree in the front yard and meditated to heal my wounds.

A day later, Yun Shu walked into the backyard of Baiyun Taoist Temple again.

This time he came to the courtyard of Fang Qingyi's junior sister, Liu Yueer.

In the yard, Liu Yue'er was standing opposite the Yun tree, chewing a piece of roasted corn.

"Sister Yue'er, Bald Brother wants to learn sword skills from you, is that okay?" Yun Shu said to Liu Yue'er with a smile.

"No, I only like to spar with my senior sister." Liu Yue'er refused Yun Shu while chewing on roasted corn.

"Your senior sister has been feeling unwell these days, so she asked me to come and see if you've been slacking off." Yun Shu continued.

"I'm lazy. So what? Lilululu." Liu Yue'er stuck out her tongue and made a face at Yunshu.

She did that on purpose.

Because she received a message from her senior sister Fang Qingyi yesterday, if the bald guest came to challenge her in the next two days, she must not let him get his wish.

Yunshu didn't know that Fang Qingyi was interfering, but when he looked at the roasted corn in Liu Yue'er's hand, he thought of a solution.

He suddenly appeared beside Liu Yue'er with a flash of his figure.

Liu Yue'er looked at the bald brother in front of her and still refused to take action.

But the next moment she changed her mind.

Because the roasted corn in her hand was snatched away by this hateful bald man.

"It smells so good!" Yun Shu ate Liu Yue'er's roasted corn, jumped away and said.

"Woo woo woo! Give me back my corn!" Liu Yue'er shouted.

But the louder she screamed, the bigger Yunshu bit.

Then Liu Yue'er, who was at the eighth level of Qi Refining Stage, used the Baiyun Sword Technique and slashed fiercely at the cloud tree.

Another hour passed.

Yunshu walked back to the front yard of Baiyun Taoist Temple with wounds all over his body.

After meditating for a day and a night, Yunshu's injuries began to improve.

He exhaled lightly: "Huh, this little girl is really strong. Now it's the turn of the two little brothers."

Zhu Fengxi, one of the two younger brothers, is about the same age as Fang Qingyi. In fact, they both became Meng Decai's disciples in the same year.

And Fang Qingyi became the senior sister because she had entered the sect one month earlier.

Zhu Fengxi has a little secret: he has always had a crush on his senior sister.

But what he didn't know was that Yunshu, the holy monk who had seen countless people, had already seen through his eyes.

So in Zhu Fengxi's yard, Yunshu only said one sentence, "I peeked at your senior sister taking a bath two days ago."

He successfully took advantage of the great master Zhu.

And the words "Your senior sister is so pretty" almost made Yunshu unable to leave Zhu Fengxi's yard.

This time, Yunshu meditated and rested for three days in Starling's territory.

The body barely recovered.

Three days later, Yun Shu walked into the backyard of Baiyun Taoist Temple again.

Han Ming was the only one left. Yun Shu tried every way to tease him, but this guy just kept laughing and didn't do anything.

In desperation, Yunshu waited until dark, sneaked into Fang Qingyi's yard, and took one of her underwear.

After getting the underwear, Yunshu came to Zhu Fengxi's yard again early the next morning and gave Master Zhu a second scolding.

Of course, except Han Ming, the other three of Meng Decai's four disciples were also injured by the recoil force of the cloud tree.

The one who was most seriously injured was the infatuated man Zhu Fengxi. Of course, Yunshu would not treat him unfairly. Fang Qingyi's underwear was finally left in his yard.

The second person to be injured was Fang Qingyi, who had dealt the heaviest blow.

Liu Yue'er was fine, Yun Shu couldn't bear to bully the little girl.

After this round of attacks, Yunshu had absorbed almost all the damage.

Next, he didn't plan to use this method to improve his cultivation.

He planned to absorb the red ores in the Qiankun bag for cultivation.

Of course, the front yard of Baiyun Taoist Temple can no longer be used as his place of practice.

It is hard to say whether Fang Qingyi and Zhu Fengxi will come to fight him to the death after they recover from their injuries.

So Yunshu came to Bai Yunzi's courtyard and called out loudly, "Is the old immortal here?"

"Yes, Holy Monk, what's the matter? Come in and tell me..." A hoarse voice came from Bai Yunzi's yard.

Yun Shu pushed the door open and walked in. He stood in the middle of the courtyard and said to Bai Yunzi's room, "I don't have anything important to do. I just want to meditate and practice in a place closer to you, so that I can get some of your spiritual energy and make rapid progress in my cultivation!"

"Hahaha, no problem, no problem, Holy monk, just do as you please." Bai Yunzi's hearty laughter was heard from the room.

Yun Shu smiled and said, "Then I will begin. You, old immortal, continue to rest."

Yunshu was meditating in an open space in the yard.

From time to time, a piece of red ore would flash in his hand.

After the ore appeared in Yunshu's hand for a long time, the red light dissipated and turned into ordinary black and gray color.

Yunshu then turned the black-gray ore into fine sand by squeezing it with his hands.

After he scattered the fine sand on the ground around him, a piece of red ore appeared in his hand again.

After repeating this process over and over again, his cultivation level improved little by little.

Bai Yunzi, who was in the room, would occasionally wake up and scan Yunshu's direction with his spiritual consciousness.

He couldn't help but mutter, "This technique is quite unique. It can actually absorb the spiritual energy from the ore for cultivation."

After saying this, Bai Yunzi fell into a deep sleep again.

A month later, the black and gray sand in front of Yunshu had piled up to a height of one person.

Just after Yun Shu completely absorbed the last piece of red ore, he successfully entered the eighth level of Qi Refining Stage.

The "Eighteen-Level Buddhist Arhat Scripture" also successfully reached the fourth level.

Yun Shu felt extremely happy as he felt the magical energy filling his body.

"Yes, you have advanced from the seventh level of Qi Refining to the eighth level so quickly. Your speed is incredible." Yun Shu heard Jiang Li's voice of praise.

"Sister, this has used up my entire Qiankun bag of spiritual ore." Yun Shu said with pain.

"Okay, you have to start practicing that technique." Jiang Li reminded Yun Shu.

Yunshu nodded.

Another month passed, and Bai Yunzi, who had been in a deep sleep, suddenly opened his eyes today. His gaze penetrated his roof and looked up at the sky.

I saw a black thundercloud slowly gathering in the sky above the Baiyun Taoist Temple.

The sky above Bai Yunzi's yard was pitch black, as if it were daytime.

Yunshu was meditating at this time, and a strange devouring power emanated from his body from time to time.

It seemed to swallow up everything around him, such as the air, soil, leaves, etc.

"What kind of skills did this holy monk practice that could actually cause a thunderstorm!"

Bai Yunzi, the knowledgeable Nascent Soul cultivator, couldn't help but become curious.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, a black lightning fell from the sky and struck Yunshu on the forehead.

Yunshu opened his eyes and looked up at the thunderclouds above his head.

An all-consuming thought emanated from his eyes.

This thought caused the black lightning falling from the sky to hesitate for a moment.

After only a moment's hesitation, lightning struck down and hit Yunshu.