Descendants of Daoism of Daqin

Luna and Chu Nangong stood in a group of mountains. In front of them was a waterfall that entered the sea. The water mist glowed with colorful lights under the sun.

Luna wore a sky-blue long-sleeved dress, her long purple hair was tied behind her back, her figure was slender and tall like a willow, her waist was slender and exquisite, and she put on her eye veil again, looking dignified and holy.

Chu Nangong stood behind her with a cane, his body was short and stooped.

Moon God raised a slender hand, with a little aura floating in the palm, she looked at the aura in the palm with her back to Chu Nangong and said slowly: "I will be able to absorb this gift from the Eastern Emperor Taiyi in a month. There is a [-]% certainty that I can break through the limit of heaven and man."

"Master Donghuang is immortal, someone from the sect is sure to come. During this month, I want you to tell them not to provoke that Su Ying. Everything will be discussed after I leave the customs."

"Master Donghuang is immortal, someone from the sect is sure to come. During this month, I want you to tell them not to provoke that Su Ying. Everything will be discussed after I leave the customs."

Chu Nangong nodded lightly, "Understood."

Moon God nodded, and her beautiful figure turned into a ray of light that disappeared into the waterfall, and then disappeared into the colorful circle of light. Even Chu Nangong, who witnessed all this with his own eyes, didn't know where she went.

Little Sage Village.

In the bamboo hut, Xunzi was holding bamboo slips and stroking his beard, looking at the golden beam of light that disappeared in the east and the momentum wave that disappeared into the invisible, he knew it.

"It seems that there is no winner for the time being. Is there another round? Interesting."

Xunzi said with a smile, shaking his head and walking back into the house with the bamboo slips in his hand.

On the mountain path, Fu Nianyan Road was walking in front, and Zhang Liang, who was covered in blood all over his body, was walking behind with his head down and his Lingxu sword in his hand, his expression was gloomy.

Yan Lu couldn't help but look back at him, then at Fu Nian beside him, and finally lowered his head and sighed lightly, without saying anything.

……

Time flies, and in the evening, the sky is full of golden clouds.

Su Ying led Da Siming and Shao Siming to walk on the bluestone path leading to Sanghai, Shao Siming and Su Ying walked side by side with the veiled Shao Siming, and Da Siming limped at the end, very nervous Difficult look.

Shao Siming turned his head to look at her, then stretched out his hand to pull Su Ying's sleeve, Su Ying followed her gaze and looked at Da Si Ming with a smile: "Do you need help?"

Da Si Ming looked at him coldly.

Did Su Ying feel very interested? He stopped, pinched his chin and looked at Da Siming: "When you were happy with me before, you were not as cold as this. Charming and seductive, enough to inspire souls..."

"Shut up." Da Si Ming trembled all over, his cheeks flushed.

"Yes, that's how it looks, charming and beautiful." Su Ying clapped his palms and smiled. He walked up to Da Si Ming, hugged her by the waist, and carried her on the bluestone slab, regardless of her struggle. Go, Shao Siming followed closely behind.

It was only when Su Ying reached the gate of a courtyard outside the city that Su Ying let her down.

Before he stepped forward, the courtyard door opened by itself, and a female disciple inside, wearing a plain white Taoist shirt, saw Su Ying, first had a meal, and then was very pleasantly surprised, couldn't help but yelled out: "Little master?"

Su Ying smiled at her, "Is Xiao Meng there?"

"Master is here. It was Master who asked me to open the door just now. I didn't expect the little master to come. Who are these two?"

"Your master's friend." Su Ying said nonsense.

"I don't have any friends from the Yin Yang family." A cold voice sounded, and in the cloud of dust, Xiaomeng appeared behind the female disciple holding Qiu Li sword.

"Master."

Xiaomeng walked to her side, looked at Su Ying who was standing at the door and the young master Si Ming beside him, and frowned slightly.

"What do you mean by bringing them both to me?"

"Well... I want to put them with you temporarily and let you take care of them for me." Su Ying said, "As the only direct disciple of the master, shouldn't he be there to share his worries and solve his problems?" Su Ying righteously Words said.

Xiaomeng waved Qiuli Fuchen lightly in his hand, looked at Su Ying and sneered, "No help."

"You really don't want to help?" Su Ying narrowed his eyes slightly.

"No help." Xiaomeng was tit for tat. She was already very upset when she saw Su Ying hooking up with Yan Yanlingji today, and now he brought two girls from the Yinyang family to appear in front of her, and asked her to help take care of them , Heh, it would be nice not to kill them.

The female disciple of Tianzong was trembling with fright. Didn't it mean that the head master has a good relationship with her master?How could this be?

"It seems that it's been a long time, and you have forgotten the majesty of being a teacher." Su Ying looked at Xiaomeng and narrowed his eyes, and then his feet flashed, turning into a stream of light and disappearing in front of several people with Xiaomeng.

After about half a cup of tea, Xiao Meng panted heavily, and appeared in front of them with a red face and disheveled clothes.

"You...stay here.".

Chapter 301 Little Sage's Compensation

In the courtyard, next to a clear pool, under the cherry tree, Su Ying, who was hunting in green, smiled slightly as he looked there, and then took a step, his figure was like dust, and disappeared.

A ray of blue light skipped over the mountains and isolated peaks at a speed that ordinary people can hardly detect, and appeared outside Xiaoshengxian Village in less than a cup of tea. With one step, the slender figure in the green shirt turned into a blue rainbow shadow and flew up. .

In the bamboo forest behind Little Sage's Villa, Xun Kuang turned his head to look outside, smiled slightly, put down the bamboo slips in his hand, got up and walked out of the bamboo house.

As soon as he opened the door and walked into the courtyard, a figure in a green shirt and long sleeves floated down in midair, like an exiled immortal in the dust.

The little bookboy with the broom at the side looked at it~ dumbfounded.

"I didn't expect that you would come to me, an old man first." Xun Kuang said while stroking his beard and looking at the visitor with a smile.

"Master Xun, it seems that you have guessed the purpose of my visit?" Su Ying nodded while looking at the extraordinary old man in front of him. He didn't look down on him because of his own cultivation and moral strength, which was far superior to him. He was arrogant. But relying on, on the contrary, holds each other, and the courtesy is added.

"Guess some." Xun Kuang nodded and said,

"I think you came because of Yinfang's meddling in Huangquan and the Yinyang family."

"That's right." Su Ying nodded. He was standing in front of Xun Kuang at this moment. His blue and white ancient shirt with golden lines and stripes moved with the wind. There is no red dust, not like ordinary people.