Daoist Ziwei asked curiously, "Ye 'er, what are you thinking about?"
Ling Ye Lai's tall body trembled slightly, as if she had woken up from a dream. Her face regained its elegant demeanor, "Martial Uncle, are you asking me to leave with you?"
Although Ling Ye Lai was young, she knew the big picture and handled many important matters appropriately. Today was a rare occasion for her to lose her composure. Even though Ziwei was usually calm, he couldn't help but be curious. However, his self-restraint was excellent, so he didn't show it. He only said, "Yes, I have a few words to say to you."
Song Jiang bowed respectfully and said loudly, "Respectfully sending off the Sect Leader." The group of disciples stood up from their seats, half leaned forward, and said in unison, "Respectfully sending off the Sect Leader."
Zhao Yun just looked at the crowd coldly. The group of people who slandered and insulted her had already lowered their voices and submitted under the Sect Leader's coercion.
"You're just so-so!"
Suddenly, his left arm was startled. Ling Ye Lai's jade-like hand tugged at his sleeve. He heard a cold voice ring in his ear, "Zhao Yun, hurry up and follow me."
Zhao Yun's thoughts stagnated, as if she was bewitched. She was unwilling in her heart, but her feet involuntarily stepped out of the hall.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. From time to time, a cool breeze blew, but Zhao Yun's heart was inexplicably irritable. There was a ball of fire in her chest that refused to dissipate for a long time. She widened her eyes and followed Ziwei and Ling Ye Lai, who were walking slowly in front of her. She saw the two of them strolling side by side. They were obviously chatting, but when she listened carefully, there was no sound at all. She didn't know what they were talking about.
Perhaps out of consideration for Zhao Yun, the two of them didn't use magic and strolled casually in the huge Lingyun Temple. Under the moonlight, the Lingyun Temple had a different kind of charm. There were strange trees and famous flowers on the side of the road, and there was a subtle fragrance from time to time.
Ziwei said, "Ye 'er, this matter is really a bit difficult. With the vastness of the world and the abundance of geniuses, it would be extremely difficult to detoxify the Traction Poison. I did mention it to you at that time, but I didn't expect that you would actually bring Zhao Yun into the Qinglian Sect. "The implication of his words was that he was quite dissatisfied with Ling Ye Lai accepting Zhao Yun as a disciple. Ziwei's tone was steady and low. He had used the Secret Voice-sending technique, so he was naturally not worried that Zhao Yun would hear him.
Ling Ye Lai pouted and said, "Martial Uncle, you didn't see it. On the day of the selection, the Pill Library Pavilion Master and the Beast Taming Pavilion Master were so anxious to recruit Zhao Yun. Even Senior Brother Song had tried several times to reach out to the Supreme Realm. For Ye 'er to have such a disciple, Martial Uncle is not happy for me. On the contrary, he is not happy. Is Ye 'er's way of doing things so disappointing? "
Ziwei shook his head. "Ye 'er, they don't know that Zhao Yun has been pulled. If they knew, they would definitely have a different attitude. The quota to become an Inner Hall disciple is precious. Your branch of the Qinglian Sect is even more meticulous in selecting disciples. You can't be careless. Just because there is only one disciple, if there is any mistake, wouldn't it destroy the hundreds of years of the Qinglian Sect's foundation? Even if this kid can really break the Divine Fire Cauldron, he can only live for two years. After two years, everything will turn to dust. Wouldn't the large amount of resources invested by the sect be wasted? "
Ling Ye Lai frowned. Her bright eyes looked at the lake in the distance. The lake reflected various lights and the bright moon in the sky. It swayed beautifully. "Ye 'er has always believed that one can achieve anything with effort. I can't give up easily. This is also the first lesson that Master taught me back then. Martial Uncle once said that Zhao Yun's aptitude is poor. Martial Uncle's judgment is naturally good. However, Zhao Yun can actually destroy an ancient artifact. What is impossible? "Her voice was faint and contained a sense of firmness. It was obvious that she had high hopes for Zhao Yun.
"Forget it." Ziwei smiled bitterly. "With your temperament, if you really make up your mind, even the nine dragons won't be able to pull you back. However, Martial Uncle still has to remind you that only that person has the Pull Poison. No matter what, if you insist on saving Zhao Yun, you will be making an enemy of that person. If you really annoy that person and something goes wrong, even I can't bear the responsibility. "
Ling Ye Lai had already thought of this problem. She just smiled slightly. "That person has a great reputation, but Ye 'er is not afraid of him. If he really wants to mess around, Ye 'er will atone for his sins with my body. I will definitely not implicate the sect. "
Zi Wei sighed, "You, you, you're looking at things too simply. If his temper flares up, how can he do things according to your plan? Thirty years ago, the Cosmos Cave was said to be at its peak. It was only because the third generation disciples took an extra look at his female disciple that he razed the Cosmos Cave to the ground without a second word. Thousands of disciples were all killed. Although my Lingyun Temple is strong and prosperous, and even has senior elders overseeing it, it's better to avoid this kind of meaningless dispute. "
Ling Ye Lai was silent for a moment. Finally, she said, "Ye 'er has already accepted him as a disciple. The master-disciple relationship is already there. If you change your mind and regret it now, I'm afraid that your immortal heart will immediately collapse. Thank you for Martial Uncle's advice. Ye 'er will consider it more thoroughly. However, is there really no antidote for the Pull Poison? "
"From what I know, even the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals are helpless. Perhaps North Sea's Manjushri has some methods, but he has an eccentric temperament and won't easily save people. Although Ye 'er has the heart, I'm afraid that you will suffer a lot with such a brat. When the time comes, don't cry and complain to Martial Uncle. Hehe, don't say that I didn't warn you. "
Ling Ye Lai stuck out her tongue and smiled sweetly, "I know. Thank you for your concern, Martial Uncle." Ever since her master disappeared, Martial Uncle was the closest to her. Although she had always been unsmiling in front of outsiders and was as tall as an iceberg, emitting a cold aura from her body and giving people a sense of distance from her, in front of her own people, she was still that little girl who would cry, laugh, and be mischievous. However, in her heart, her own people were only her master, Martial Uncle, and that Lang Yun who always shamelessly called her aunt and made her laugh. Of course, now there was also Zhao Yun, her new disciple.
Ziwei looked back at Zhao Yun and sneered, "This brat has a handsome appearance, but his temperament is eccentric. Look, he's holding his temper and glaring at you. Ye 'er, ask yourself, is it worth it? Martial Uncle will take his leave first. If you have any trouble, come to Cloud Viewing Pavilion to find Martial Uncle. "His body leaped and was as vigorous as a divine dragon. He turned into a ray of light and disappeared.
Zhao Yun only saw a blur in front of her eyes. A ray of light flashed and she could no longer see Daoist Ziwei's figure. Ling Yelai's beautiful and jade-like body was right in front of her. She didn't know when he had turned around and was looking at her. He could not help but stop in his tracks and stood in front of Ling Ye Lai.
The two of them were very close to each other. They could hear each other's breathing and smell a delicate fragrance. It was like musk and orchids, full of an elegant taste. However, Ling Ye Lai's breathing was long and soft, while Zhao Yun's breathing was much rougher. He suppressed Ling Ye Lai's breathing.
Ling Ye Lai's beautiful eyes moved and she asked herself in her heart, "Is it worth it? If I accept this brat, he will be a constant source of trouble in the future. "
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