Chapter 5

After leaving from the three of them, Mo Chen came to the bamboo building.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw the little man who had just eaten was stroking his stomach, like a lazy kitten, with a full face and cuteness.

The corner of Mo Chen's mouth inadvertently twitched, "Xiao Yeming."

Gong Yeming, who heard the voice, looked at the person coming, a pair of dimples appeared on his face, and then softly called, "Master."

Hearing the immature, soft and pure voice, a smile flashed in Mo Chen's eyes, and he went straight to the little guy, and hugged the little guy in his arms, "How is it? Huan'er's food is delicious?"

Gong Yeming was taken aback for a moment, moved a little unconsciously, and then said obediently, "Sister Huan'er did it?"

Surprise was written in his eyes, if he read correctly, Huan'er would have been bigu long ago.

Mo Chen pursed his lips, "Well, Huan'er likes to eat, and she cooks everything Misty Peak eats."

Gong Yeming was stunned.

Mo Chen took a look at Gong Yeming, this villain was not quite like the one described in the original plot.

Well, maybe it's because he's still young, but he's so cute that he's worth bringing him back. It's just that he's too thin, so he needs to be fed well in the future, otherwise it won't be comfortable to hold him.

"Well, sister Huan'er's cooking is delicious." Gong Yeming nodded obediently.

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It has been five days since he came to Zixuan, and Mo Chen washes Gong Yeming's marrow every day.

Gong Yeming also felt that his meridians had been broadened, so that his cultivation would go a long way, and after taking the Xisui Pill, Yeming felt that it would not be too easy for him to cultivate now.

If it wasn't for the state of mind in his previous life, Gong Yeming might have gone mad long ago.

However, this is also good, he can grow up quickly, when the time comes, neither Gu Shiling nor Ling Muci will be able to escape.

Thinking of this, Gong Yeming had a pure smile on his face, but the smile didn't hit his eyes.

"Little Young Master, the Daoist is here to invite you." Mi'er's gentle voice came, calling back the wandering Gong Yeming.

"Well, sister Mi'er, where is Master?"

Mi'er walked up to Gong Yeming and held Gong Yeming by the hand, "Dao Zun has gone to the Law Enforcement Hall. You are Dao Zun's eldest disciple, so you should go to register."

Gong Yeming suddenly realized that Zixuan had such a rule.

Gong Yeming obediently followed behind Mier, Mier waved her hand, her spiritual power fluctuated, a vortex appeared in front of her eyes, Gong Yeming stared wide-eyed, teleportation array?

Mi'er saw the curiosity in Gong Yeming's eyes, and smiled, "This is a teleportation formation. As long as you enter the Huashen cultivator, you can transform into a teleportation formation, but you must go through Zixuan's formation passed by Taoist Master, which is also Zixuan's formation." One of the Zhenzong exercises, if the young master wants to learn, you only need to ask the Taoist priest for instructions, and the Taoist priest can teach you the method in person, so that the young master does not need to transform into a god, but can also transform into a teleportation array."

All the people in Misty Peak have been passed down by the Daoist, and I think the young master is no exception.

What's more, the young master is Dao Zun's only disciple, and Dao Zun's love for the young master is obvious, and she will teach him the law of time and space.

The Time-Space Law is not inherited from Misty Peak, but created by Dao Zun himself.

Gong Yeming nodded, he had seen the teleportation array before, but it was the first time he had seen one that reached Mi'er's level.

Thinking about it, Mi'er's cultivation should not be low.

It seems that since I entered Zixuan, I have heard that there are two maids who are comparable to elders in Misty Peak, but I have never seen them.

So even though I was reborn, the sum of my two lives is not as big as Mi'er, and it's not a loss to call her sister.

Thinking that he had come to the Law Enforcement Hall, he followed Mi'er into the main hall, and someone greeted him. Gong Yeming's eyes flickered slightly, so he said that Mi'er's status was not low.

"Miss Mi'er is here for something?" the visitor asked respectfully.

Mi'er nodded to the person who came, and then said gently, "Is my Daoist here?"

The visitor nodded, "Drinking tea with the hall master." He said and led the two of them into the hall.

Walking into the main hall, the first thing that hits the face is a burst of fragrance, and the goal of entering is the two people who are toasting each other in the hall.

Gong Yeming squinted her eyes to hide the killing intent in her eyes, then stared at the two people in the hall with her clear eyes.

There was a person in the hall wearing a dark blue robe, with blue hair half-up, at this time there was a trace of laziness and air-conditioning between his brows, and his eyes were looking at the opposite side playfully.

One person was dressed in a white robe with black hair hanging down, holding a cup in one hand and leaning on the edge of a chair with the other, his face was cold, like a banished fairy, not eating the fireworks of the world, like a cold-faced fairy looking down on all living beings, looking down at the moment thinking.

And between the two, there is a chessboard.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the two turned their heads at the same time, and the man in white frowned, "Master, this is?" His tone was slightly cold, but there was a hint of respect.

A smile flashed in Mo Chen's eyes, "This is my disciple, Gong Yeming, please register for him." Then he beckoned to Gong Yeming.

Mi'er let go of Gong Yeming, and Gong Yeming walked towards Mo Chen with small steps, "Master."

Mo Chen took Gong Yeming's little hand, and looked at the man in white, "Xiao Yeming, this is your senior brother Ling Mu, hurry up and salute your senior brother."

Ling Muci was surprised, when did the uncle attach so much importance to my nephew?Why are you so flattered?

In the next second, I heard, "Your senior brother, as the head of the Law Enforcement Hall, is not short of greetings."

Ling Muci: Hehe, let me just say how the uncle changed his mind.

Gong Yeming: Master, so you are such a master.

The corner of Mi'er's mouth twitched slightly: Dao Zun was not like this before.

Mo Chen didn't know what they were thinking, but he just calmly waited for Gong Yeming to call someone, and waited, um, Ling Muci to take the meeting gift.

How can I say that Gong Yeming is also his own disciple, so he should use better ones. As the male lead, Ling Muci will definitely not lack good things, so he just gave a few things to his own disciple.

Gong Yeming complained about it, but on the surface he said respectfully, "Senior brother." The immature voice was so soft that people couldn't help but feel good about it.

As for how badly he wanted to deal with Ling Muci, he didn't know.

Ling Muci nodded, but also gave Xiaogong Yeming a sword without hesitation, "I just found out that you are a fire-type spiritual root, so I will give you this Chiyan Sword."

"Thank you, senior brother." Gong Yeming took the sword, but was shocked in his heart. What did the master do to hide his demon spirit root, but did not shave it off? Gong Yeming clearly knew that the spirit root in his body was Nothing has changed.

"Oh, Xiao Yeming is so happy now?"

Gong Yeming blushed and lowered her head.

The Scarlet Flame Sword is one of the top [-] spirit weapons in the Tianyuan Continent.

The corner of Mo Chen's mouth twitched, "Since Ming'er likes it so much, then as a teacher, I will bring you to meet a few more of your senior brothers." In this way, Xiao Yeming can get a lot of treasures.

Ling Muci: Hehe, a moment of silence for all the brothers, the uncle is going to search for things again.

However, if it is another senior brother, naturally he has no objection.

It's just Luo Yuefeng's step-brother, Ling Muci felt a little gloating when he thought of his brother's stubborn character.

I hope that Senior Brother Ji is not in Luoyue Peak, after all, Luoyue Peak is the poorest peak among several peaks.

"Ah cut..." Yuan Zai Luoyue Peak Jiyue suddenly sneezed, always feeling that someone is coveting his things.

Gong Yeming: Is this really okay?

But Gong Yeming was undoubtedly happy in his heart, no one had ever treated him so well before.

The master in the previous life was kind to him, but he couldn't escape and finally gave up on himself for the sake of the sect.

So will the master in this life give up himself for the sake of the sect?
He wasn't sure, after all, Miaoli could sacrifice herself to save the entire cultivation world.

Therefore, he will still stand on the side of the cultivation world.

Just like the ancient poetry age.

Killed his little clone, and said something to get rid of demons and defend the way.

So, will Master give up on himself?
No, the master knew that he was the root of the demon spirit, but he still accepted himself as a disciple.

Therefore, Master should be different.

(End of this chapter)

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