Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng and Huang Ling'er also returned to their residence before sunset.

Master Yulong went to have a drink and chat with an acquaintance, and before leaving he said there was no need to wait for him for dinner.

The two of them strolled on Xingluo Peak for the entire afternoon and were both very tired and had no appetite.

Huang Ling'er heated up some leftovers from lunch. The two of them didn't eat much, so they went back to their rooms to rest.

Overall, this afternoon's stroll was very rewarding for both of them.

Thanks to the on-site explanations given by Fang Tong and the three bully tour guides, I gained a more detailed understanding of the Yunhai Sect.

Huang Ling'er and Qi Yao are of similar age. After spending an afternoon together, they have become good friends and are developing into good sisters and besties.

As for Ye Feng, his greatest gain was not friendship, but that he finally figured out that the original owner had sneaked into the herb garden to steal the magical herb Ganoderma lucidum for Miao Xiaorou.

Although Ye Feng didn't quite believe it, Miao Xiaorou was a woman without martial ethics. She took the magical herb Ganoderma lucidum and killed someone and dumped the body.

But from the current perspective, Miao Xiaorou is the most suspicious.

"This is going to be difficult."

Ye Feng lay on the bed, resting his head on his arms, muttering to himself.

Miao Xiaorou is the master's disciple. Generally, such closed disciples are the most loved and valued by the master.

Although he has a master to protect him, his wretched fat master is completely incomparable to the head master in terms of status.

What's more, Fat Master and the head master are brothers who share the same master. Even if he tells Miao Xiaorou about it, given the relationship between Fat Master and the head master, the matter will most likely be left unresolved.

However, if he did not report the truth, and if the murderer was really Miao Xiaorou, she would definitely attack him again because she was worried that the murder and corpse disposal would be exposed.

After all, for Miao Xiaorou, the crime of killing and abandoning the body is much greater than instructing Ye Feng to steal the magical herb Ganoderma lucidum.

For a moment, Ye Feng was in a dilemma.

After thinking for half an hour, he still couldn't come up with a solution that would satisfy both parties, so his thoughts returned to the stone prison in the Discipline Hall.

This morning, the old man asked him to leave with Lin Yi and Xu Kai, and said that they would meet again soon.

This is something Ye Feng could never understand.

He didn't think the old man would harm or deceive him.

But why did the old man say that they would meet soon?

Will I make a mistake soon and be thrown into the stone prison of the Discipline Institute again?

Or is the old man about to be released from prison?

Having been imprisoned in a kiln for more than two hundred years is obviously a life sentence. Is there any possibility of being released?

As for being locked up in the stone prison of the Discipline Institute again, it was obviously not realistic.

Now that I have reformed myself and am ready to start a new life, I will absolutely not break the sect rules again!

There was another thing that Ye Feng found very strange. His master was a well-known figure in the Yunhai Sect. He lived for nearly four hundred years, but he didn't even know that there was an old man imprisoned in the stone prison of the precepts.

"What is the origin of that old man? He must be a senior from our Yunhai Sect... It seems that we need to find a chance to investigate."

Ye Feng muttered to himself.

He is not a heartless person.

The old man was very kind to him. Not only did he give him roast chicken, he also taught him the true cultivation method of the Yunhai Sect.

If possible, Ye Feng wanted to rescue the old man from that dark stone prison, as a way of repaying him for teaching him the art of roasting chicken.

As he was thinking, Ye Feng felt sleepy and gradually fell asleep.

Ye Feng slept very comfortably and peacefully.

I didn't even have nightmares or erotic dreams. It was a deep sleep state that was very relieving of fatigue.

When I woke up, it was already daylight.

He pushed open the door and walked out of the room, thinking that he had gotten up early enough. When he looked up, he saw countless young disciples of the Yunhai Sect practicing sword-riding techniques in the sky.

Countless sword energies and air swords were constantly flying and flowing before his eyes, extremely gorgeous.

Huang Ling'er's voice came from the direction of the kitchen.

"Big Brother, you're awake! Breakfast will be ready soon!"

Ye Feng nodded.

Suddenly I felt like a failure.

Even my junior sister got up earlier than me, so why should I be so complacent?

He nodded, and in the next moment he saw his master fiddling with something at the gate of the courtyard.

When I walked over to take a look, I saw the fat master holding a brush and writing on a long wooden sign.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Give our yard a name."

Ye Feng was speechless.

Ever since Master Yun Yi became the head of the sect, he gave this quiet and elegant courtyard to Master Yulong.

It's been more than two hundred years, and I haven't seen this old man name the house. Why did he suddenly have the urge to name it today?

When I got closer, I saw that the fat master had almost finished writing.

Ye Feng slowly read: "When the wind rises and the clouds surge, I seek the path to immortality; when the spirit heart attains enlightenment, I seek the path to the Way. Fengling Residence."

"Feng'er, what do you think of what I have written for you?"

Ye Feng asked curiously, "This couplet seems to incorporate my name and Junior Sister Ling'er's name into it. Master, when did you become so talented in writing?"

"Hahaha, your master is incredibly talented and well-read. If your great master hadn't dragged me to Yunhai Sect to learn martial arts when I was young, I would have already won the top spot in the imperial examination and become a Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion!"

The fat old man grinned with a smug look on his face, and his mouth was full of yellow teeth, making him look disgusting and wretched.

Ye Feng's forehead was dotted...

He finally saw what shamelessness was.

The master and the disciple worked together to hang the couplet and plaque on the gate of the courtyard.

Looking at his masterpiece, Master Yulong was quite satisfied.

After finishing, he said to Ye Feng: "Feng'er, clean up and go with me to apologize to your Senior Sister Yun Shuang'er.

It's no big deal if you used the missing herbs from the herb garden as a hot pot, but teasing a fairy is a taboo in the righteous path. If you're not careful, it will ruin your reputation, so you need to deal with it."

Ye Feng said: "Master, I'd better go there by myself."

"You can't handle that stubborn old woman Yuying. Sigh, Master's absence for the past three years meant no one taught you, and that's my fault. As a master, even if it's embarrassing, I have to stand up and take the blame for you.

"You must remember this, my boy. This world is very hypocritical and cruel. We, disciples of prestigious and upright sects, are especially bound by many rules and regulations. No matter when or to whom, you must not speak your mind. Of course, I, your master, am an exception. You must not lie to me!"

"Disciple will follow the master's teachings!"

Soon Huang Ling'er brought breakfast to the table.

While the three of them were having breakfast, three people walked in.

It was Fang Tong, Zhuge Benlei and Qi Yao.

"Fat Uncle..."

The three of them bowed to Master Yulong!

Master Yulong smiled happily. "I was wondering who it was. It turned out to be you three little bastards, Yantong, Benlei, and Yaoyao. I haven't seen you for three years. You've all grown up! Not bad, not bad..."

"My name is Fang Tong, not Rice Bucket."

"I'm Ben Lei, not Ben Lei!"

Fang Tong and Zhuge Benlei whispered to each other.

Master Yulong pretended not to hear the two people's muttering and asked, "Why are you here today?"

Fang Tongdao said, "We have an appointment with Brother Feng to accompany him to the Sword Tomb to look for the sword today."

Master Yulong said, "You three are all good children. Don't get too close to Feng'er in the future. Feng'er is not a good bird. He will lead you astray!"

"Ahem... Master, I'm right here! Can you please consider my feelings?"

"Do your feelings matter? Besides, I'm not lying!"

Master Yulong rolled his eyes at Ye Feng and said to the three of them, "Have you had breakfast? Let's eat together!"

Qi Yao shook her head and said, "Fat Uncle, we've all eaten! You guys eat first, the three of us will be waiting for you in the yard!"

Soon Ye Feng finished his breakfast and came to the yard.

"I told you yesterday that I had to go to Mozhuxuan early this morning to apologize to Senior Sister Yun Shuang'er. Who told you to come so early?"

Fang Tongdao: "Boss, we are brothers, I will go with you!"

Zhuge Benlei said, "That's right, we share the good times and the bad times. We can't let you be the only one to be scolded!"

Looking at the determined expressions of the three people, Ye Feng felt deeply touched.

Are the three of them really scum?

Isn’t this quite loyal!

Qi Yao chuckled and said, "You two can go to Mozhuxuan with the boss to get scolded. Ling'er and I have an appointment. I will go to the foot of the mountain with her to buy things today!"