NOVEL NEXT Chapter 23
Chapter 23 – The Disciple Of The Immortal Plane, Be Obedient
Chapter 23 The Disciple of Cultivating the Immortal Plane Obediently
“Young master, the suzerain has arranged for the wooden girl from Danfeng to assist you, do you want to invite her over?” Mi’er was already calm.
Yeming shook his head, with a smile on his lips, with a lazy expression on his face, “I just came back today, let’s rest first, we’ll talk about it tomorrow.” As he spoke, he walked straight to his room with lazy steps.
Mi’er “…” Hehe, Mu Qingyu is going to recruit disciples tomorrow, where do you go to meet, as expected, the young master of the place where there is no Daoist is, um, self-willed.
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“Uncle Gong.” Gong Yeming was wondering why the master hadn’t come back when he heard a familiar voice, turned around and saw Mu Qingyu in green clothes.
“Nephew Mu is back, what can we gain this time?” He said as he leaned on his seat, lazy and boneless, but exuding a charming aura.
Mu Qingyu was startled, then seemed to think of something, and replied with mixed joy and sorrow, “Well, there is indeed a disciple of Lei Linggen, and his aptitude is also excellent.”
“Oh?” Gong Yeming raised his eyebrows, interest flashed in his eyes, and he touched the tear mole at the corner of his eyes, “I don’t know if Brother Ji is willing to accept him as a disciple.”
You must know that Jiyue is the only Lei Linggen peak master among all the peaks, and only a master with all spiritual roots in his family. Hehe, as long as he is there, the master will not be accepted as an apprentice, but the prerequisite is that she is not from the Yuan family. disciple.
However, Mu Qingyu does not recruit from the Yuan family, so the person Mu Qingyu is talking about will not be a member of the Yuan family.
Mu Qingyu turned her head to the side, not daring to look directly at Gong Yeming. Every time she saw him, she would think of Hua Qianzui, but that person was already gone, “Well, I think I would be willing to come to succeed my uncle.”
When Yeming heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he seemed to be in a good mood, and he seemed extremely strange.
“Little Martial Uncle.” Yang Yueye saw the monstrous little Martial Uncle as soon as he arrived at the square. If Taoist Miaoli was here, he must look like a good boy.
Yeming raised his eyebrows, “Hey, Xiao Yezi is here, by the way, you are in charge of the Yuan family this time, right?” I don’t know if there are any talented children in the master’s family.
Yang Yueye only knew that Miaoli was related to Yuan, but she didn’t know what the relationship was. Some wondered why Gong Yeming suddenly cared about the Yuan family, “Well, the Yuan family has a lot of talents, and there are also many people with good qualifications this time. But one person has excellent qualifications.”
Gong Yeming sat up straight, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes, “Oh? I don’t know if it’s a man or a woman?”
Yang Yueye “…”? ? ? Shouldn’t you ask Linggen first? who cares. “Well, it’s a woman, and it is said that she is the direct sister of the head of the Yuan family.”
Is Master’s niece? Gong Yeming regained his lazy expression, as if he wasn’t the one who looked dangerous just now, “Well, I did hear that Senior Brother Yuan said that he has a sister.”
While talking, I thought about it for a while, it seems that it was because the child went to practice and was not at home, so he didn’t meet himself and his master.
After a while, the people in charge of various places came one after another, and then some excused to leave beforehand. They didn’t want to see their little uncle’s evil appearance at all. Wow, they can really turn men into bends. I don’t want to bend at all.
Gong Yeming didn’t care too much, and waved them away. Of course, those who stayed were all nymphomaniacs, or those who could talk to Gong Yeming, such as Yang Yueye and Rumu Qingyu.
Yang Yueye’s true heart: I don’t want to stay at all, but my father really needs an heir, and I can’t stay in this world forever, so I can only help my father choose a good heir.
As for Mu Qingyu, she is an assistant handpicked by the suzerain, and she cannot leave without special circumstances. Besides, she doesn’t want to leave yet.
Gong Yeming leaned on the seat bored, and began to think about when his master would come back. The days without the master were really boring, and that little heartless little Chen’er didn’t know where he went. I haven’t seen her.
Frowning, she shouldn’t be unknown if she is so powerful, Yuan Mochen, huh? Yuan family? She knows the space-time law, could it be that she is from the same person as the master, no wonder she is so profound, and I think the master from home is also the same.
They have such similar personalities, so they must be Master’s mother, right?
Yang Yueye was a little speechless, Gong Yeming was convulsing again, and his face changed after a while, “Little Yezi, do you know my master’s name?”
Yang Yueye’s face was covered, “Didn’t your master call Miaoli?”
Gong Yeming frowned, “Yuan Miaoli?”
Yang Yueye “…”? ? ? “Your master’s surname is Yuan?”
Gong Yeming looked at her with mentally retarded eyes, well, it was my fault for asking her, but thinking of her relationship with Xiao Chen’er, “Then what is your relationship with Yuan Mochen? of.”
Yang Yueye “…” Hehe, I believe your evil.
After much deliberation, she managed to say, “We only met a long time ago, she is from the Yuan family.” Yuan Pengyu is her grandfather, so she should be a direct descendant of the Yuan family.
Gong Yeming nodded, this makes sense, if Xiao Chen’er is the mother of the master, would it be too scary?
Mu Qingyu looked at Gong Yeming who was chatting and laughing happily with Yang Yueye, and felt very uncomfortable. They are obviously two different people, why are they so similar, but neither of them belong to me.
Thinking that the spiritual power in his body began to riot, he felt the spiritual power rushing around Mu Qingyu, everyone looked at it, Gong Yeming frowned, “Is Junior Sister Mu uncomfortable?”
Mu Qingyu was taken aback, panicked, “poof” was a mouthful of blood spurted out.
“Junior Sister Mu…” Is it okay, Yang Yueye supported her, but was interrupted before he could finish speaking.
“I’m fine, I’ll go back and adjust my breathing for a while.” As he spoke, he pushed Yang Yueye’s hand away and hurriedly left, but he didn’t want to run into the arms of the person who had just been teleported, “I’m sorry.” The Qing people backed away, and then left without looking up.
Mo Chen “…” What happened?
“Little master.”
“Master!” Gong Yeming happily walked to Mo Chen’s side, “You are back.”
“Yeah.” Mo Chen let Yeming lead him to his seat.
Gong Yeming didn’t let Mo Chen sit down, but reached out and patted Mo Chen’s clothes to smooth out the wrinkles, and then let Mo Chen sit down.
Mo Chen was speechless, but stroked his head lovingly.
“Master, can the matter of the seal be resolved?” Sitting on the seat beside Mo Chen, playing with Mo Chen’s hair.
Mo Chen nodded, “It’s all right, but the new recruits are coming?”
Gong Yeming nodded, and glanced at the mountain gate, “I’m climbing the ladder, those with perseverance should come soon.”
“En.” He hummed lightly, and then said in a distant voice, “I will be in retreat as a teacher in a few days. Today I will accept a disciple from the Yiyuan family. You will take good care of me.”
Ye Ming nodded sullenly, “Understood.”
Mochen chuckled, straightened Yeming’s hair, and said in a gentle voice, “You are not young anymore, it’s time to learn to be independent and take care of others. From now on, you will handle the affairs of Misty Sect.”
If she hadn’t seen him in a different way in the secret realm, she wouldn’t be so relieved.
(end of this chapter)