Burning Heaven

After Master Ziye woke up, he looked at himself with wide eyes, then at Mo Feng and Xiaohu who were standing beside the bed in shock, and then pursed his chapped white lips and shouted to Wang Xiaohu:

"Fatty man, don't look at me, your master and I are not dead, why don't you hurry up and get some delicious food for me."

Xiaohu was frightened by the stern shout. He wanted to say hello to his master at first, but when he heard Master Ziye's "request", he hurriedly ran towards the kitchen of Ouyang's house. He went to teach Qingzhi who had entered the room upon hearing the sound.

"Hehe sister, master is awake, master is awake, I'm going to get some good food and drink."

Xiaohu showed his dirty face, looked at Teacher Qingzhi's beautiful face and gave a smirk, then strode towards the kitchen.

Qingzhi didn't even glance at Xiaohu, she looked at the awakened Master Ziye with surprised eyes, and walked forward with small steps.

"It's a miracle that you woke up so quickly."

The corners of Master Qingzhi's mouth turned up slightly, and there was a lot of admiration in his words.

Immortal Ziye sat up immediately after hearing the unfamiliar voice, and pointed at Headmaster Qingzhi and asked loudly:

"Who are you"

At this time, Master Ziye looked at Qingzhi suspiciously, and then at the hunchbacked old man standing beside him, his little thief's eyes rolled around, and his eyes were very black and bright.

"Old beggar, she is the head teacher of Yuqing Peak of the Sanqing School, Qingzhi Shangxian."

The hunchbacked old man spoke in an awe-inspiring tone, and continued to stand behind Qingzhi without saying a word. After finishing speaking, he quickly winked at Master Ziye a few times.

"Oh, hahaha, who am I supposed to be? It turns out to be a well-known glamorous fairy in the cultivation world, Master Qingzhi, hahaha."

Master Ziye kept laughing, showing a wretched expression, and the little thief kept looking up and down Headmaster Qingzhi, not at all like the hungry begging just now.

"Where the hell are you?" Headmaster Qingzhi asked dissatisfiedly as he scrutinized Master Ziye up and down, slightly frowning.

Master Ziye smiled and said nothing after hearing this, and immediately got out of bed with bare feet, dragged his big green clothes and walked forward a few steps, with his hands behind his back, his face was pale and he said faintly:

"This seat is the No.19 head of Xuanmen, Ziye."

At this moment, Lin Mofeng looked at Master Ziye with a special admiration.

"Xuanmen? I haven't heard of it, and I don't want to know. I just want to know one thing. Why did the Demon Emperor appear in front of you? What is your relationship with the Demon Emperor?".

Qingzhi spoke in an icy voice, and instantly turned to look at Master Ziye, with a murderous look in his eyes.

"Haha, what a big joke. How would I know why that demon appeared in front of me? Hmph, it's your Sanqing sect who can't even protect a village at the foot of Sanqing mountain. Let the demons set up a soul search array No one in the village was spared, and they pretended to be the number one sect in the cultivation world, what a big joke, hahaha."

Master Ziye turned his head as if his hair was loose, shouting loudly at Qingzhi, spitting stars flying around.

"Enough, stop talking, stop talking."

Lin Mofeng yelled desperately, as if he remembered something he shouldn't have thought of again, put his hands on his head, and ran out of the house as if stimulated, yelling all the time:

"Stop talking, stop talking, woo..."

Headmaster Qingzhi was very angry when he heard this, and wanted to go forward to teach Master Ziye a lesson, but after hearing Mo Feng's mournful roar, after a few seconds of contemplation, he gave Master Ziye a hard look, and immediately Walk out of the house to where Lin Mofeng was standing.

"Fucking beggar, look at what you've done, if you say something bad, you have to say this, hey..." The hunchbacked old man pointed at the real Ziye who was standing stupidly, flicked his sleeves angrily and walked out of the house.

Master Ziye knew that he had touched Mo Feng's scar, so he inadvertently glanced at the medicine bowl and wet towel beside the bed. It seemed that Lin Mofeng was taking care of him during the past few days when he was in a coma. , Master Ziye slapped himself severely, and then quickly ran towards the door.

"Little brother, I know the pain in your heart, but no one expected such a thing to happen. Little brother, you have to mourn and live in the moment, which is the root of your eyes."

Headmaster Qingzhi looked at Lin Mofeng who was squatting with his head in his arms and weeping in pain, the tenderness in his heart was unavoidably touched.

"Apprentice, apprentice, it's all about the master's fault, it's all about the master's fault, the master shouldn't mention it, I apologize to you for the master, don't cry, don't cry."

Master Ziye said to Lin Mofeng with a playful smile, as if he didn't know how to persuade Lin Mofeng at this time.

At this time.

Lin Mofeng suddenly stood up and turned around, knelt down to the pale Master Ziye, and shouted:

"Master, Mo Feng, please teach me the immortal technique. I must avenge my father. I must avenge my father."

Lin Mofeng's face was ferocious at the moment, looking at Master Ziye with blood red eyes, his hands were claw-like, deeply inserted into the ground, his expression twitched, as if he was going to kill Master Ziye.

Wang Xiaohu, who heard the sound from a distance, also ran over in a panic, but with a few boxy buns in his arms, he quickly ran to the real Ziye and knelt down with a "plop". All the steamed stuffed buns in his arms were blown away, but Wang Xiaohu didn't care about him, he kowtowed a few times to Master Ziye, and said loudly:

"Dear Immortal, I know that you are powerful, and you can even knock that demonic emperor flying away. I also beg you to teach me and Mo Feng the immortal method. Don't worry, Immortal, we will definitely learn it well. I, Wang Xiaohu Even though I'm stupid, I will definitely not throw away people from the Taoist sect, I must avenge my parents and Uncle Lin, please, Daxian."

Wang Xiaohu even started to cry while he was talking, and after he finished speaking, he kept kowtowing to the real Ziye who was standing there not knowing what to say.

Lin Mofeng knelt down straight on the ground, and said nothing after saying the request. From the beginning to the end, he never kowtowed to Master Ziye. His red and swollen eyes accompanied his heaving chest and kept looking at Master Ziye. Just like that, I kept looking at Master Ziye......

After a long time, the hunchbacked old man might not be able to bear the silence of Master Ziye any longer, and his stooped face cast aside the complicated heart of Master Ziye at this time, and said:

"You beggar, can you just say something, can you bear the two children kneeling like this?"

"I, I... It's not that I don't help, apprentice, actually, I'm really a teacher. Forget it, forget it. I'll go all out today as a teacher. As a teacher, I don't know any fairy arts at all. Hey, what I used before is all some magic tricks. A trick of deceit."

Master Ziye looked at the two people kneeling in front of him, feeling really mixed in his heart, not knowing what to do.

"You beggar, you are talking nonsense. I saw with my own eyes that the terrifying Dao Yuan was released from you and knocked back the Demon Emperor. How could it be a trick?" The hunchbacked old man looked at Master Ziye with an angry expression, stomped his feet on the ground.

After hearing this, Master Qingzhi quickly looked at Master Ziye, as if he was searching for something rapidly in his mind.

"Hmph, old turtle, there are some things I can't tell you, but I really don't know any magic tricks."

At this time, Lin Mofeng's face was ashen, and he kept staring at the front without saying a word.

The cold-faced Headmaster Qingzhi walked up to Mo Feng and Xiaohu in small steps, bent slightly, put his hand on Lin Mofeng's shoulder, and said lightly:

"You get up first."

Lin Mofeng's expression didn't fluctuate at all, and his blood-red eyes were still looking ahead.

"Little brother, are you willing to go to the Sanqing sect to practice?"

Master Qingzhi looked at the stubborn Lin Mofeng with a smile, and seemed to have thought about this sentence for a long time.

Both the hunchbacked old man and Master Ziye looked at Headmaster Qingzhi with shocked eyes, as if they had never thought that Qingzhi would say such a thing.

With a sound of "swish", Lin Mofeng turned his head suddenly, stared fixedly at Headmaster Qingzhi, showing an unbelievable expression, and said with trembling lips:

"Senior, did senior mean...?"