When he walked into Muyun Tian Palace, Bai Luo was still shocked. Muyun Tian Palace really responded to the word "Tiangong", and its luxurious style was no less than the twelfth floor of Kunlun Five City.

Compared with the Biquan Villa and Muyuntian Palace, Biquan Villa can be said to be shabby.

The four major families have their own merits. Biquan Villa is the largest sect among the four major families. It ranks first among the four major families. It is truly because of its greatness. And to say that "nobleness" is Muyun Tiangong.

Biquan Villa is so great that no matter the bloodline, anyone who can build a foundation and have a spiritual core can worship Biquan Villa. Therefore, Biquan Villa has many disciples, which has a bit of a turbulent smell.

Compared with Muyuntian Palace, Biquan Villa is like a Beggars' Sect. Although it is big, it can't help but look shabby.

Before the royal family declined and the four major families ruled the Central Plains, the Central Plains was still ruled by the royal family. The Muyun Tian Palace was the real royal family legacy. Whether it was style or lifestyle, it was still the style of the previous palace. The disciples of Muyun Tian Palace all had royal blood. So they were inevitably more superior. Even the servants who swept in Muyun Tian Palace saw Zong Ye's ragged look, they couldn't help but show some contemptuous eyes.

The Yashe prepared by Xiao Mingjing for Bai Luo is a three-bedroom courtyard. Muyun Tiangong has a special mountain to receive guests from the Muyun Tiangong, named Lingyun Peak, which is connected to the main peak by a flying bridge. There are all such small courtyards on Lingyun Peak, with dozens of them.

Xie Jinyan and Xie Zhanning live in the small courtyard opposite Bai Luo.

Bai Luo took Zong Ye into the courtyard and said to Lu Yubao: "Put him medicine."

"No." Zong Ye walked towards the west wing with the bag in his arms.

"Little bald donkey." Bai Luo called Zong Ye: "Do you just want to die like that?"

Zong Ye paused, his eyes a little sad: "I just want to figure out the matter."

"But you can't even get in the door."

This sentence seemed to stab Zong Ye's pain. Zong Ye silently lowered his head, clenched his palm tightly in his sleeves into a fist. After a while, Zong Ye said, "Can you teach me martial arts?"

Bai Luo looked at Zong Ye with round eyes, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Yes, if you worship me as your teacher, I will teach you."

Zong Ye raised his dark eyes and looked at Bai Luo: "Can I control the evil spirit after I learn martial arts?"

Bai Luo's eyebrows were slightly twisted. Zong Ye's evil spirit was very powerful, and if it was released, it would retaliate against him. It would be really troublesome. "I will find a way to get the evil spirit on you."

"How do you want to become a disciple?" Zong Ye's eyes avoided Bai Luo when he said this, and hid his sadness. He didn't know why he was still a little resistant when he thought of taking Bai Luo as his master. Maybe it was because he felt that he betrayed his masters like this.

Bai Luo's blue pupils lit up, and his tone was full of smiles: "I have drunk the apprenticeship tea, so I don't need it, and I have no less bows and bows."

Zong Ye's eyes moved slightly, his brows frowned slightly, and he knelt down to Bai Luo for a while after silent for a while.

Three bows and nine bows, serious and respectful, none of them were missing.

Zong Ye raised his head and lowered his eyes and called softly: "Master."

"Don't call me master, those masters used to be bald donkeys."

Zong Ye looked up at Bai Luo.

Bai Luo narrowed his eyes slightly and thought for a while: "I can afford to call me Master."

Zong Ye lowered his eyes again and called respectfully: "Master."

Bai Luo was in a very good mood and walked towards the main room with a smile: "It's late tonight. Ming Niu Zun teaches you kung fu. Let Lu Yubao apply medicine to you first."

Zong Ye walked back to the west wing with his bag in his arms and opened his bag. The bag he hugged tightly in his arms was filled with the dark pattern of Taotie and a pair of soap boots. After leaving Wang Renting, he was reluctant to wear it, so he took it off and put it in the bag.

He has an extra master and is no longer a helpless little monk. But why can't he be happy?

Lu Yubao walked in with a basin of hot water. Seeing Zong Ye’s unhappy look, he only thought that it was the young man’s nature. Although Bai Luo is the god who lives with heaven and earth, he looks like a 17 or 18 years old woman after all, and asking the young man to worship a young woman as his master, his self-esteem will inevitably be frustrated.

Lu Yubao comforted him: "Zongye, you call her Master, you won't lose."

Lu Yubao walked up and patted Zong Ye on the shoulder: "Come on, prepare to apply medicine. Bai Ranxi is a man who is not serious and likes to tease people. He has a bad temper. When he is in a bad mood, he will have to spread the cold wind everywhere. He has many rules, is moody, and eats more."

Zong Ye: “…”

Lu Yubao coughed: "But she is very good."

Zong Ye: "Yes."

Lu Yubao put medicine on Zong Ye, looking at the scars on Zong Ye's body, thinking to himself why this young man was so cruel to him? With such injuries, an ordinary monk would probably not be able to get out of bed for a month, but he didn't even hum.

Lu Yubao sighed, "I am not in good luck. I finally donated my merits for a lifetime and finally donated a little fairy to myself, but I was sent to take care of Bai Luo, a irritable and difficult-to-serve ancestor.

Now it is even more miserable. Another ancestor who is difficult to serve has come. Zong Ye has a face that is paralyzed. Although he doesn't say anything about it, it may be more difficult to serve than Bai Luo.

I don’t know why Bai Luo, the ancestor who was so cold that he could kill people with air conditioning, liked to tease this young monk who was even colder than her, and wanted to accept him as his disciple. It was almost cold for him to get cold when the two of them added together.

There is also the evil aura on Zong Ye's body, which may explode at some point, and I am afraid that even the gods can't be able to do it.

Lu Yubao sighed, if I had known that being a god would be so miserable, who would have been rushing to donate any merits?

However, although Lu Yubao thought so in his mind, his hands were not idle, and he applied medicine and bandaged the movements, and the movements were light and quick.

Lu Yubao said quietly: "Although Bai Luo doesn't say it, she is very worried about me after you leave."

Zong Ye, who was like a cube of ice, finally moved: "Worry about me?"

"Well. Bai Luo came to Muyuntian Palace this time for half of the time for the Vermilion Bird Feather, and half for you."

"For me?" Zong Ye's eyes moved.

Lu Yubao said seriously: "I have never seen Bai Luo care so much about anything."

"It's not worth it." Zong Ye turned around and turned into a cube of ice again. He was just a evil ghost who harmed people, and everyone close to him was dead.

Lu Yubao wrapped Zong Ye's wound and placed a small brown medicine bottle on the table: "This medicine can be one pill every night to help your wound heal."

"Need not."
Chapter completed!