Chapter 17
Nie Xin looked back at Ye Chunyang, sullen in her heart.

This trash is so ignorant of good and bad, can't he see that he is trying his best to protect him?
"Boy, can you repeat what you just said?" The middle-aged Taoist's face was gloomy.

"You let them go, I will stay." Ye Chunyang said indifferently.

The middle-aged Taoist stared at Ye Chunyang playfully, and after a while, he smiled slyly, and said: "Okay, very good, I want to see how confident you are in this way!"

Ye Chunyang was noncommittal.

At this moment, a young Taoist boy wearing the robes of an alchemist walked in from outside the door. After seeing the middle-aged Taoist priest, he bowed respectfully and said: "See Senior Chen, Master Cheng has an order, and I specially let the junior come here Pass."

"Why is Master looking for me?" The middle-aged Taoist looked suspicious.

When Nie Xin and the others heard this, they were slightly startled.

Master Cheng?
The only person in Lindu city who is qualified to be called so, is probably only Cheng Ye, the master of Lingmiao Pavilion.

From the tone of the middle-aged Taoist, could it be that this person is Cheng Ye's disciple?

Nie Xin gritted her teeth in hatred.

No wonder the other party was not afraid at all when he heard that he was the eldest lady of the Nie family. The status of Cheng Ye's disciple was enough to make the four major families fearful.

Qi Mubai sneered, this trash doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and has provoked such a person, let's see who can save him this time!
"I don't know this junior, I just asked you to go to the upper pavilion." The young man said.

The middle-aged Taoist looked back at Ye Chunyang, and said coldly: "Boy, don't you want a hero to save the beauty? I will give you a chance in this way, follow me!"

Ye Chunyang raised his footsteps and silently followed behind.

This middle-aged Taoist priest must have been furious when he exposed the fact that he was selling fake pills, but he didn't take him seriously given his level of cultivation.

The middle-aged Taoist had a sinister smile on his face. Since this kid stayed on his own initiative, it is not easy to do anything here. He will find a place to kill him after listening to the master's instructions.

Seeing this, Nie Xin became anxious and hurried to catch up, but Qi Mubai pulled him back and persuaded him: "This person has a high level of cultivation and is also a disciple of Master Cheng. We can't fight against him, so let's go back and find a way." "

Even though he said so, Qi Mubai was secretly delighted. He originally planned to use Zhou Yuntian's hand to get rid of this good-for-nothing young man, but now that he wants to die by himself, he doesn't have to go through such trouble.

Nie Xin looked hesitant, but after hearing Qi Mubai's words, he had no choice but to leave with a huff of his sleeves.

……

The Lingmiao Pavilion is divided into multiple layers, and the middle-aged Taoist didn't stop all the way, leading Ye Chunyang directly to the top floor.

As he went up, Ye Chunyang discovered that the aura on the top floor was several times stronger than that on the lower floor, which should be due to the arrangement of some formations to gather aura.

However, in Ye Chunyang's view, this is just an ordinary magic circle, not comparable to the various spirit circles he set up when he built his cave in the human world.

"Come in with me!"

Coming to a magnificent hall on the top floor, the middle-aged Taoist waved coldly at Ye Chunyang.

Ye Chunyang walked in expressionlessly.

"See Master, I wonder what Master's order is for calling disciples?" A figure inside stood with his back to him, and the middle-aged Taoist priest hurriedly bowed and saluted when he saw it.

The figure turned around and was about to speak when suddenly startled, "Ye Daoyou, why are you here?"

This person was actually Cheng Ye.

Looking at Ye Chunyang in front of him, he was surprised and delighted.

The middle-aged Taoist glanced between Ye Chunyang and Cheng Ye, secretly surprised.

"I came here with this fellow Taoist. I didn't expect him to be your disciple." Ye Chunyang replied simply.

Cheng Ye was a little surprised, and the middle-aged Taoist said before Ye Chunyang could continue, "Reporting to Master, this kid doesn't know how to live or die, but he dared to make provocative words in the alchemy meeting. This disciple is planning to teach him a good lesson to show me that I am indifferent. The majesty of the pavilion!"

"What did you say?"

When Cheng Ye heard this, he was furious and coughed heavily.

He held back his anger, turned to look at Ye Chunyang, and asked, "Friend Daoist Ye, is this true?"

"Indeed." Ye Chunyang nodded.

The middle-aged Taoist was secretly delighted, this kid dared to speak wild words, it seems that the master couldn't help but want to do something to him.

But before he could show his joy, he suddenly felt his body lighten up and got off the ground.

Cheng Ye grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

Before the middle-aged Taoist could ask anything in the future, he suddenly "slapped" several times, and several slaps hit his face back and forth, causing all his teeth to shatter.

The middle-aged Taoist was shocked, and saw Cheng Ye looking at him angrily.Before he could recover, Cheng Ye raised his hand and threw him out of the door.

"Master?"

The middle-aged Taoist got up in a panic, his face full of disbelief.

"Chen Shuo, you do not have eyes, Ye Daoyou is a master of alchemy, and you are the guest of the teacher. How dare you offend him, you are looking for death!"

Cheng Ye's back felt cold, and he hurriedly apologized to Ye Chunyang: "This person is one of my registered disciples. I called him here this time to let him go to Nie's house to tell you that the alchemy materials have been collected. Let's see when fellow Taoist will come." It is my fault that I can practice alchemy to get rid of the real fire in my body, but I did not expect to encounter such an embarrassing thing."

"It's okay, he didn't offend me, it's just that there are good and bad in Cheng Daoyou's family, I'm afraid we should rectify one or two." Ye Chunyang said indifferently.

"Yes, yes, you made fellow Daoist Ye laugh." Cheng Ye repeatedly apologized.

He was terrified.

If Ye Chunyang is displeased because of this little registered disciple, then the loss outweighs the gain.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was shocked when he heard that Ye Chunyang was discussing friendship with Cheng Yeping.

"Friend Ye?"

"True fire injury?"

"Could it be that he is the high-level alchemist that Master has often mentioned recently?"

He has heard about the name of this "Master Ye" more than once. Could it be that the legendary master is the one in front of him?

(End of this chapter)

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