I can communicate with mythical beasts!

After a while, several flying eagles slowly landed in front of Liu Feiyang and his companions, and several old Taoist priests in red robes jumped down from the backs of the eagles.

When Di Yangyun saw these old Taoist priests, he suddenly felt his scalp tingling.

"Teacher, how did you find this place?"

Di Yangyun rubbed his hands and smiled bitterly, constantly dodging the sharp gaze of the leading old Taoist.

"Your Highness has been playing for so long, isn't it time to go back?"

The old Taoist priest whom Di Yangyun called teacher said in a cold voice.

"Brother, save me..."

Di Yangyun spoke in Liu Feiyang's ear in a mosquito-like voice.

"When did you become a prince?!"

Liu Feiyang was also shocked when he heard the Taoist priest addressing Di Yangyun. This guy definitely doesn't look like a prince at all.

"It's a long story. Help me get these people away first, and I'll tell you in detail later."

Di Yangyun whispered as he rubbed against Liu Feiyang's back.

"What is your Highness the Crown Prince still hesitating about? Do you want me to use force?"

The old Taoist took a step forward and released the spiritual pressure from his body, forcing Liu Feiyang and the other man to retreat more than ten steps.

The power of just one step is definitely not something that can be achieved by those in the Xuanling realm. It must be at least... the Huafan realm!

"Fuck, what's your level of cultivation as a teacher?!"

Liu Feiyang couldn't help but curse.

"He was already in the Mortal Realm several decades ago. Later, I heard from my old man that he had gone out to train for ten years. It's hard to say what his current level of cultivation is."

Di Yangyun said calmly.

"I really screwed you over."

Liu Feiyang suppressed the urge to slap Di Yangyun and started his brain working rapidly. To deal with a master who might have broken through the Mortal Realm and entered the King Spirit Realm, all the previous tricks would no longer work and he had to think of a new way.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince has sneaked out this time, which really disappoints me. I will lock him up for ten years after he returns."

After saying that, the old Taoist opened his big hands and reached out to grab Di Yangyun.

"Wait!"

At the critical moment, Liu Feiyang roared and stood in front of Di Yangyun.

"Hmm? Who are you, doll?"

The old Taoist frowned and asked.

"I...don't worry about who I am, you can't take him away today!"

Liu Feiyang hadn't figured out a complete solution yet, but he still went ahead anyway.

"What a joke! What do you know, young boy? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has an important responsibility. How can you let him stay just because you say so?"

The old Taoist laughed in anger, not wanting to pay any attention to Liu Feiyang at all. He dodged Liu Feiyang and continued to try to catch Di Yangyun.

A silver light flashed in Liu Feiyang's hand, and he inserted a silver needle into the acupuncture point on the old Taoist's arm when the old Taoist was caught off guard.

The old Taoist snorted coldly, and with a surge of spiritual power in his body, he forced the silver needle out.

"I'll give you one last chance. If you dare to obstruct me again, you will die!"

The old Taoist looked at Liu Feiyang and spoke word by word.

"From what you said, you are his teacher, right? In my opinion, you are a teacher who is completely misleading his students."

Liu Feiyang was not afraid at all and said with a chuckle.

"I'm not qualified? Hahahaha, you're quite an interesting kid. So tell me, why am I not qualified?"

The old Taoist laughed loudly and actually took his hand back.

Although Liu Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief, what he said next was the key to determining whether this old Taoist priest would let them go.

"This... your teaching method has completely turned this guy into a piece of wood. He only has skills but no experience. If he encounters a strong enemy, he will die!"

After thinking for a while, Liu Feiyang finally thought of a point to refute the old Taoist.

"Hmph! I am naturally the most clear about the prince's cultivation. Although the prince is only at the seventh level of the Spiritual Realm, with the swordsmanship I have passed on to him, he can definitely compete with those at the Spiritual Realm!"

The old Taoist said with great pride.

"If I'm not mistaken, the spiritual enlightenment realm you are talking about is probably one of the two people behind you, right?"

Liu Feiyang smiled strangely and looked at the two younger middle-aged men behind the old Taoist.

"So what? Their cultivation is at the level of spiritual enlightenment."

The old Taoist glanced at the two people behind him and said.

"Haha, Di Yangyun's status is so noble. Even if they are just sparring partners, ask them if they dare to use their full strength? Even if they do, do they dare to fight Di Yangyun to the death? Or do you expect Di Yangyun's future opponents to stop at the right time?"

Liu Feiyang sneered and mocked mercilessly.

The old Taoist seemed to have been touched in a sore spot. He turned around and looked at the two people behind him. The two middle-aged men behind him were struck by Liu Feiyang's words. They lowered their heads and dared not look into the old Taoist's eyes at all.

"It seems that what I said was right. Some people are just not born to be teachers."

"Shut up! My status as the Imperial Master was appointed by the Emperor! It's not your turn to give me instructions!"

The old Taoist's mind was already confused after being scolded by Liu Feiyang in just a few words.

"Is it possible that the emperor would misjudge people? Believe it or not, I teach better than you."

After saying that, Liu Feiyang lowered his head and tidied his clothes, no longer paying attention to the Taoist's intimidating gaze.

"Okay! Let's compete today to see who is more suitable to be the emperor's teacher between you and me!"

The old Taoist jumped back, putting some distance between himself and Liu Feiyang, and a whisk appeared in his hand, ready to take action.

"You've lived decades longer than me, anyway. You want to fight me, who's at the Spiritual Division Realm? You're really shameless. Do you dare to tell anyone that you've won?"

Liu Feiyang remained unmoved and snorted coldly.

"Then how do you compare?"

The old Taoist thought about it and realized that he was indeed impulsive. It would be easy to kill Liu Feiyang, but if the news of him bullying the weak got out, he would really lose face.

"If you ask me... Since Di Yangyun is your favorite student, I will fight him today. If he wins, he will go with you. But if I win, you should go back honestly. I promise that within one year, I will send Di Yangyun back intact."

Liu Feiyang thought for a while and said.

"Are you serious?! I'm almost a level above you."

Di Yangyun couldn't help but ask.

But Liu Feiyang ignored him. Now it was a battle between him and the old Taoist.

"Well, this is a solution. With me here, we are not afraid that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will let us win. If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wins, he will have to go back with me obediently."

The old Taoist nodded. He could tell at a glance whether Di Yangyun, a Spirit Separation Realm cultivator, was letting down his guard or not.

"Okay! Come on then!"

Liu Feiyang chuckled, stretched his muscles a few times, and walked a few dozen steps away.

"Your Highness, I remind you once again, do not let the water go!"

Just when Di Yangyun was thinking about how to secretly pass on a few moves to Liu Feiyang, the old Taoist's voice suddenly came from behind him.