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Chapter 3

Misty Peak

Mo Chen wiped the man in his arms clean with a water gun, handed it to the maid, and ordered, "Clean his wounds." The maid responded and carried the man down.

Mo Chen walked to the stone table and poured a cup of tea casually. Now that the supporting actor Hua Qian was dead drunk, he had to find someone again.

This little guy has a lot of luck, which is comparable to that of the male protagonist. Presumably, as long as he and the male protagonist and his own luck in this world are added, the energy of this world can be stabilized.

Moreover, I am very curious about the strong luck in this little guy.

The breath of the little guy's soul gave him a feeling of deja vu.

Maybe it's the reincarnation of some great figure from the Upper Realm.

Or, they used to know each other.

"Daoist, the young master is awake." Mo Chen nodded, so fast?I think it has something to do with luck, so let's go and have a look.

Thinking of getting up and walking towards the cave.

Gong Yeming just woke up and looked around, am I dead?Where is this?What is your situation now?

Hearing footsteps, he looked around and was stunned.

he?Zixuanzong's little master, Daoist Miaoli, this?
I saw the male and female indistinguishable, wearing a dark blue robe, black hair half-drawn, full of coolness and laziness, but the temperament is as light as a gentleman, like a banished fairy, but even a fairy who has become a fairy will not be so far away breath.

"Huh? Stupid?" The extremely magnetic voice revealed his gender.

Gong Yeming was a little surprised. Everyone in the world had rumored how powerful Daoist Miaoli was, but now it seemed that his appearance was unique.

Gong Yeming recovered from Mo Chen's ridicule, "You saved me? Thank you."

Gong Yeming himself was stunned by the immature and pure voice.

How is this going?

How did my voice become so immature?
Such a soft and cute voice made the person draw his lower lip, "Little guy, what's your name?"

Gong Yeming was amazed again, Miao Li Dao Zun had seen him in his previous life, but he was far away at that time, he gave himself the feeling that he was cold and out of the world, like an independent immortal, as if the next second would be Become immortal.

But now when I look closely, I find that besides the dust, his body is more ethereal, as if it is real or unreal, it seems to be in front of your eyes, but you can't catch it no matter what, only when you open your mouth, there is a trace of human fireworks.

But now, is this wicked and lazy person in front of me really the legendary Miaoli who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world?
With a thousand turns in his heart, he said with a confused face, "Gong Yeming, I, my name is Gong Yeming."

Although I don't know what the situation is now, let's solve the matter in front of me first.

Mo Chen chuckled, thinking that it's no wonder that luck is so great, it turns out it's because he's a villain, and things are getting more and more fun.

On the face, he recovered a little bit of coldness, but it made people feel that he was cold and lazy for no reason, "Have you ever been a teacher?"

Gong Yeming shook her head subconsciously.

"Would you like to worship me as a teacher?" Let's keep the person by your side first.

Gong Yeming was stunned for a moment, it must be an auditory hallucination.

Daoist Miaoli has been in the Mahayana for decades, and has never accepted any disciples before or after the Mahayana.

Now that he is just a boy with no spiritual power, how could Dao Zun accept him as a disciple?

Besides, he was born with a demon spirit root, so Miaoli actually wanted to take him as a disciple.

Seeing that Gong Yeming was stunned, Mo Chen was not in a hurry, and opened his mouth slowly, "I call Miaoli, Zixuanzong No. 1."

The tone was calm, but extremely arrogant, and the words he said were enough to drive the whole continent crazy.

"Well, as the deity's disciple, I don't have many requirements." After a pause, seeing the little guy still in a daze, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then he said unhurriedly, "Xiao Yeming, you're back to your senses."

Gong Yeming finally recovered from the shock, and then knelt down with a sound of "Bump!"

Mo Chen "..." Don't your knees hurt?

Fortunately, Luo Luo was sent by her to do the task, otherwise it would be time for one person to make complaints together.

"Master, please accept my apprentice's respect!" Gong Yeming said excitedly, but in fact, he was a little skeptical.

You must know that Daoist Miaoli is not only Zixuan, but even the entire Xuanling Continent who is at the top, and suddenly accepting himself as a disciple, there must be some conspiracy?

Mo Chen smiled with satisfaction, "I don't have many demands from my disciples, you are not allowed to bully your master and destroy your ancestors, and you are not allowed to bully the weak at will." Then he sat down at the table, "Apprentice, serve tea to my master."

"Yes." Accompanied by a soft and cute voice, Gong Yeming respectfully poured a cup of tea for Mo Chen and handed it to him.

Looking at the little person in front of him, Mo Chen was in a good mood and took the tea.

"Daoist, suzerain, please see me."

As soon as Mo Chen took a sip of his tea, the maid came to report.

Mo Chen frowned, "Why is he here?"

Mi'er, the maid, shook her head, "The suzerain only said something important."

"Yeah" put down the tea, "Take the young master to eat something that doesn't have strong aura." Then he ignored the surprise in Mi'er's eyes and walked out with lazy steps.

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"Little uncle."

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Suzerain Yang Lin standing up and calling respectfully, Mo Chen nodded lightly, went straight to the table and sat down.

Yang Lin also sat down, and then said again, "Little Martial Uncle, Martial Nephew is bold, please Junior Martial Uncle to be the master of my beloved apprentice."

Mo Chen realized in his heart that he was here because of Hua Qianzui's affairs, "Huh? Tell me."

Yang Lin's face was full of pain, "My beloved apprentice is really miserable. He was originally talented, but he entered the Nascent Soul at the age of [-]. If he cultivates well, it is not impossible to be the next Suzerain, but..." Wiped Tears, "But, who would have thought that the boy from the Luo family was really hateful, but... actually hurt my beloved daughter, killed... killed my beloved apprentice."

The corners of Mo Chen's mouth twitched invisibly, and he opened his lips, "How's Miss Ye?"

However, he complained in his heart, who doesn't know that Hua Qianzui is romantic and affectionate, and letting a Huaxin carrot be the suzerain is probably crazy.

Yang Lin was taken aback, "Oh, Ye'er is fine." He looked flattered, knowing that the junior uncle never cared about others, and now he actually cared about his own daughter.

Mo Chen: Do I care about her?I just casually ask about old acquaintances.

"Mi'er, go and invite Luo Peak Master and Luo Jinghuai." Called Mi'er, and then ordered.

"Yes!" Mier replied and went down.

But in his heart he understood that Master Luo accidentally killed Master Hua for the sake of a single daughter of the sect, and almost the whole sect knew about it within a long time.

Only Daozun, who doesn't care about worldly things, doesn't know. Mi'er dared to say that if the ancestor was in the sect, Daozun would not pay attention to this matter.

But now that the ancestor has gone wandering, Dao Zun complied with the request of the ancestor, so he will handle the matter himself.

Thinking that he has already passed through the teleportation array and arrived at Lingyang Peak.

"Miss Mi'er, is there something wrong with the little master?" Someone greeted him as soon as he arrived at the foot of the peak.

Mi'er, the maid, nodded lightly, "Dao Zun ordered me to come and invite Master Luo and Master Luo to go to Misty Peak."

The visitor responded and went to report, not daring to delay any longer.

Mi'er glanced at the figure who was leaving in a hurry, and was a little speechless, but she knew it when she thought of the first time Dao Zun summoned someone.

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Lingyang Peak

"Peak Master, Misty Peak sent Miss Mi'er here, saying that the little master invites you to come over."

Luo Yang was taken aback for a moment, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He smiled bitterly, and said that the little master uncle came to invite him in person. This matter may not be resolved.

He sighed softly, "Go and call Huai'er up, we will go up to Misty Peak immediately."

"Yes."

……

There are many trees on Lingyang Peak, the most of which is the pagoda tree. The pagoda tree is just blooming, and the air is filled with the unique fragrance of pagoda tree.

Mi'er stared at the tall locust tree in a daze, with nostalgia flashing in her eyes.

That summer, when the Sophora japonica flowers first bloomed, Dao Zun brought himself and Huan'er to Zixuanzong.

From then on, all conspiracies, ostentatious fame and fortune have nothing to do with me.

"Miss Mier has been waiting for a long time." A steady voice sounded, calling back Mier's consciousness.

Mi'er chuckled lightly to show that she was fine, "Peak Master, you're being polite."

Behind Luoyang was Luo Jinghuai with a slumped face, and Luoyang looked uneasy, "Then, let's go to Misty Peak right now, don't keep my little master waiting for a long time." He said respectfully to Miser, only to see There was a trace of unresolved pain in it.

Mi'er nodded, waved her sleeves in front of her, Hua Guang said, "Lord Fengfeng please."

Luo Yang nodded, and pulled Luo Jinghuai into the teleportation formation, Mi'er clearly saw the bitterness, determination, worry, and helplessness in his eyes.

Mi'er thought about it for a while, she really felt sorry for the parents of the world.

Thinking about going in.

(End of this chapter)