Just at dusk one day, the little Taoist priest Yu Xing walked back from the suspension bridge.

The little girl laughed at the light of his sword, which looked like the waning moon that a dog had eaten...

He remembered this grudge!

Just as the little Taoist priest was walking around, he walked with slumping steps to the Yuntai where his master often practiced.

He suddenly found a familiar orange figure squatting there!

"Brother!"

The little Taoist priest was resting his feet and suddenly became energetic.

But before he could get closer, he was turned away by a hand in the fog.

"Boo!"

At this time, the young Taoist priest Yu Xing saw clearly that it was his master, Taoist Yun, who had captured him.

And further away, the master was standing there, staring at the orange cat not far away.

"Do you understand something?"

Taoist Yun pulled the little Taoist priest Yu Xing closer and asked softly.

"disciple……"

The little Taoist priest Yu Xing looked around again, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

So he had no choice but to bite the bullet and said:

"Disciple is puzzled..."

"You are just greedy as a teacher. After all, you are also a person with a predestined relationship."

"If everyone could practice Xuan Gong, wouldn't it mean that the world would be in chaos..."

Taoist Yun was not very disappointed, but said with some emotion.
Chapter completed!