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Chapter 3 – The Disciple Of The Immortal Plane, Be Obedient

Chapter 3 The Disciple of Cultivating the Immortal Plane Obediently

Misty Peak

Mo Chen wiped the man in his arms clean, handed it to the maid, and ordered, “clean up his wounds.” The maid responded and carried him down.

Mo Chen walked to the stone table and poured a cup of tea casually. Now that the male supporting actor Hua Qian was drunk to death, he had to find someone again.

This little guy has a lot of luck, which is comparable to that of the hero. Presumably, as long as he and the hero and his luck in this world are added, the energy of this world can be stabilized.

Moreover, I am very curious about the strong luck in this little guy.

The breath of the little guy’s soul gave him a feeling of deja vu.

Maybe it’s the reincarnation of some great figure from the Upper Realm.

Or, they used to know each other.

“Daoist, the young master is awake.” Mo Chen nodded, so fast? I think it has something to do with luck, so let’s go and have a look.

Thinking of getting up and walking towards the cave.

Gong Yeming just woke up and looked around, am I dead? Where is this? What is your situation now?

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he looked around and was stunned.

he? Zixuanzong’s little master, Daoist Miaoli, this?

I saw the male and female indistinguishable, wearing a dark blue robe, black hair half-drawn, full of coolness and laziness, but the temperament is as light as a gentleman, like a banished fairy, but even a fairy who has become a fairy will not be so far away breath.

“Huh? Stupid?” The extremely magnetic voice revealed his gender.

Gong Yeming was a little surprised. Everyone in the world has said how powerful Daoist Miaoli is, but now it seems that his appearance is unique.

Gong Yeming recovered from Mo Chen’s ridicule, “You saved me? Thank you.”

The immature and pure voice made Gong Yeming himself stunned.

How is this going?

How did my voice become so immature?

Such a soft and cute voice made the person draw his lower lip, “Little guy, what’s your name?”

Gong Yeming was amazed again, Miao Li Dao Zun had seen him in his previous life, but he was far away at that time, he gave himself the feeling that he was cold and out of the world, like an independent immortal, as if the next second would be Become immortal.

But now, when I look closely, I find that apart from being dusty, his body is more ethereal, as real as it is illusory, as if it is in front of our eyes, but no one can catch it, only when he speaks, there is a trace of human fireworks.

But now, is this wicked and lazy person in front of me really the legendary Miaoli who doesn’t eat the fireworks of the world?

Thoughts were turning a thousand times in his heart, but he said with a confused face, “Gong Yeming, I, my name is Gong Yeming.”

Although I don’t know what the situation is now, let’s settle the matter in front of me first.

Mo Chen chuckled lightly, thinking that no wonder he was so lucky, it turned out that it was because he was a villain, and things became more and more interesting.

The face returned to a little cold, but it made people feel that he was cold and lazy for no reason, “Have you ever been a teacher?”

Gong Yeming subconsciously shook her head.

“Would you like to worship me as a teacher?” Let’s keep the person by your side first.

Gong Yeming was taken aback for a moment, it must be an auditory hallucination.

Miaoli Daozun has entered the Mahayana for decades, and has never accepted a disciple no matter before or after Mahayana.

I am just a boy with no spiritual power now, how could Taoist accept me as a disciple?

Besides, I am a born demon root, and Miaoli actually wants to take me as a disciple.

Seeing that Gong Yeming was stunned, Mo Chen was not in a hurry, and spoke slowly, “I call Miaoli, the number one person in Zixuanzong.”

The tone is light, but extremely arrogant, what he said is enough to drive the whole continent crazy.

“Well, as the deity’s disciple, I don’t ask much.” After a pause, seeing that the little guy was still in a daze, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then he said unhurriedly, “Xiao Yeming, you’re back to your senses.”

Gong Yeming finally recovered from the shock, and knelt down with a sound of “Bump!”

Mo Chen “…” Don’t your knees hurt?

Thanks to Luo Luo being sent to do the task by her, otherwise it would be time for one person to make complaints together.

“Master, please accept my apprentice’s respect!” Gong Yeming said excitedly, but in fact he was somewhat suspicious.

You must know that Daoist Miaoli is not only Zixuan, but even the entire Xuanling Continent who is at the top, and suddenly accepting himself as a disciple, there must be some conspiracy?

Mo Chen smiled in satisfaction, “I don’t have many demands from my disciples, you are not allowed to bully your master and destroy your ancestors, and you are not allowed to bully the weak at will.” Then he sat down at the table, “Apprentice, serve tea to my master.”

“Yes.” Accompanied by a soft and cute voice, Gong Yeming respectfully poured a cup of tea for Mo Chen and handed it to him.

Looking at the little person in front of him, Mo Chen was in a good mood and took the tea.

“Dao Zun, please see the suzerain.”

Mo Chen just took a sip of tea when the maid came to report.

Mo Chen frowned, “Why is he here?”

The maid Mi’er shook her head, “The Suzerain only said something important.”

“Yeah” put down the tea, “Take the young master to eat something that doesn’t have a strong aura.” Then, ignoring the surprise in Mi’er’s eyes, she walked out with lazy steps.

—

“Little Martial Uncle.”

As soon as he entered the door, he heard the suzerain Yang Lin standing up and calling respectfully. Mo Chen nodded lightly, went straight to the table and sat down.

Yang Lin also sat down, and then said again, “Little Martial Uncle, Martial Nephew is bold, please Junior Martial Uncle to be the master of my beloved apprentice.”

Mo Chen understood, it turned out that he came here because of Hua Qianzui, “Huh? Tell me.”

Yang Lin’s face was full of pain, “My beloved apprentice is really miserable. He was originally very talented, but he entered the Nascent Soul at the age of fifty. If he cultivated well, it is not impossible to be the next suzerain, but…” Wiped his tears , “However, who would have thought that the boy from the Luo family was really hateful, but… actually hurt my beloved daughter, killed… killed my beloved disciple.”

The corners of Mo Chen’s mouth curled up almost invisibly, and he opened his lips, “How’s Ye girl?”

But he complained in his heart, who doesn’t know that Hua Qianzui is romantic and affectionate, and letting a Huaxin carrot be the suzerain is probably crazy.

Yang Lin was stunned, “Oh, Ye’er is fine.” He looked flattered, knowing that the junior uncle never cared about others, and now he actually cared about his own daughter.

Mo Chen: Do I care about her? I just casually ask about old acquaintances.

“Mi’er, go and invite Luo Peak Master and Luo Jinghuai.” Called Mi’er, and then ordered.

“Yes!” Mier replied and went down.

But it was clear in his heart that Zhenren Luo accidentally killed Zhenren Hua for the sake of a few daughters of the sect. Almost the whole sect knew about it within a long time.

Only Daozun, who doesn’t care about worldly things, doesn’t know. Mi’er dared to say that if the ancestor was in the sect, Daozun would not pay attention to this matter.

But now that the ancestor has gone to travel, Dao Zun has complied with the request of the ancestor, so he will handle the matter himself.

Thinking that he has passed through the teleportation array and arrived at Lingyang Peak.

“Miss Mi’er, is there something wrong with the little master?” Someone greeted him as soon as he arrived at the foot of the peak.

The maid Mi’er nodded lightly, “Dao Zun ordered me to come and invite Master Luo and Master Luo to go to Misty Peak.”

The visitor responded and went to report, not daring to delay any longer.

Mi’er glanced at the hurriedly leaving figure, and was a little speechless, but it became clear when she thought of the first time Dao Zun summoned someone.

—

Lingyang Peak

“Peak Master, Misty Peak sent Miss Mi’er here, and said that the little master invites you to come over.”

Luoyang was taken aback for a moment, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He smiled bitterly, and the little master came to invite him in person. I’m afraid this matter cannot be resolved.

Sighed softly, “Go and call Huai’er, we will go to Misty Peak immediately.”

“yes.”

…

There are many trees on Lingyang Peak, the most of which is the pagoda tree. The pagoda tree is just blooming, and the air is filled with the unique fragrance of pagoda tree.

Mi’er stared at the tall locust tree in a daze, with nostalgia flashing in her eyes.

That summer, when the Sophora japonica flowers first bloomed, Dao Zun brought himself and Huan’er to Zixuanzong.

From then on, all conspiracies, ostentatious fame and fortune have nothing to do with me.

“Miss Mi’er has been waiting for a long time.” A steady voice sounded, calling back Mier’s consciousness.

Mi’er chuckled lightly to show that it was okay, “The peak master is very polite.”

Behind Luoyang was Luo Jinghuai with a slumped face, and Luoyang looked uneasy, “Then, let’s go to Misty Peak right now, don’t keep my little master waiting for a long time.” He said respectfully to Miser, only to see There was a trace of unresolved pain in it.

Mi’er nodded, waved at the sleeve in front of her, Hua Guang said, “Master Luofeng please.”

Luoyang nodded, pulled Luo Jinghuai into the teleportation array, Mi’er clearly saw the bitterness in his eyes, determination, worry, and helplessness.

Mi’er thought about it for a while, and she really felt sorry for the parents of the world.

I thought about following and walked in.

(end of this chapter)