The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

Tang Yixien couldn't help but pursed his lips helplessly. This attack almost cost him his life.

He took out the spirit storage bag, opened it and took a look at the three spirit herbs chrysanthemum inside.

It all depends on them!

If his cultivation could recover faster, he would be better off the next time his furnace cauldron constitution attacks. In other words, his ability to resist would be higher.

The white deer was left by Tang Yixien in the strange and mysterious Ridge, after all, that was its home.

Staying there, although you may encounter wild animals, it is much safer than outside.

The human heart is more terrifying than wild beasts.

When they parted, the white deer looked at Tang Yixin with some reluctance. It seemed to understand that it had to stay here to cultivate the demon pill.

It blinked its little eyes, believing that they would meet again one day.

A few days later, the group finally returned to the Tang family.

The mountain where the Tang family lives has a very romantic name, "Blue Sea and Rising Tide".

Bi Hai Chao Sheng consists of a main peak and two small peaks. The main peak faces the sea and is surrounded by fairy mist all year round, hence the name.

The group walked into the mountain gate and headed towards Biling Peak. On the way, they met a group of disciples from the Tang family.

The disciples were obviously startled, and then they all saluted with a hint of awe and respect,

"I've met the eldest son."

"Yeah," Tang Yixien nodded slightly.

Tang Yixin felt that these disciples' attitude towards him was different from before.

When I saw him before, I would just walk away from him or just give him a perfunctory greeting.

The disciples walked over and Tang Yixien stopped for a moment.

Just as the disciples walked a short distance away, he heard their discussions.

"The eldest son is finally back."

"Yes."

"It's said that the eldest son and his disciples defeated the second prince of the demon clan. Is that true?"

"It's true, even truer than pearls. Word has spread outside. I heard that the Second Prince of the Demon Clan was so powerful that the old man of the Sheng family only managed to win by a narrow margin."

"It may not be the eldest son. His cultivation..." The disciple who spoke hesitated to speak.

“This is also…”

"Maybe it's Master Sheng?"

"Yes, Mr. Sheng is really handsome."

"Not as good as our eldest son Jun."

"Young Master Jin and the one in red are not bad either." A female disciple said with a smile.

"Nympho. No matter how handsome or not, you have no chance."

The sound gradually faded away, and the disciples walked away.

After hearing this, Tang Yixien felt that this was not a good thing and it was definitely not a good thing for him.

This thorn of his will probably hurt someone even more.

After Tang Yixin returned to Biling Villa and settled down, the first thing he did was to meet Yao Lao.

Yao Lao looked at the spiritual herb Chinese cabbage in Tang Yixin's hand, and the chicken butt on his chopsticks fell into the bowl.

"Young Master? What do you say this is?!"

“Chrysanthemum chrysanthemum?!”

Yao Lao said loudly.

He wiped the oil off his hands and took the Chinese spinach.

For a moment, he was almost in tears. He never thought that he would be able to see the magical herb Chrysanthemum in his lifetime.

"This is extremely precious. I didn't expect you to have picked one."

Tang Yixien's Adam's apple moved slightly, he wanted to say that he had ruined another piece.

"I have another one here, I'll give it to you, Master Yao."

Tang Yixi took out another one and handed it to Yao Lao.

"This...this is unacceptable. It's so valuable, how can I, an old man, dare to accept it?"

He said this, but took it honestly with his hand, then stood up, turned around and put it in his box.

Seeing this, Tang Yixien couldn't help but smile. He really thought Yao Lao was cute.

Then, he handed a prescription to Yao Lao and asked him to help make it, without telling him that this was his antidote.

He didn't want to cause any trouble, he just told Yao Lao that this pill was extremely important to him.

Yao Lao looked at the prescription carefully and naturally saw that one of the ingredients was Chinese cabbage, so he knew how precious this medicine was.

After a moment, his gray eyebrows frowned and a hissing sound came from his mouth.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem with this prescription? Is it difficult to refine?" Tang Yixin quickly raised his eyes and asked.

"Well, I'll do my best,"

Yao Lao hesitated for a moment, then spoke decisively.

This big matter has been temporarily resolved, but Tang Yixien is afraid that he still has some things to deal with.

Some people may not be able to hold back any longer.

This day was the third day since he returned to the Tang family.

The weather had already taken on the force of summer, and there was not a breath of wind in the air.

The morning training class was over, and the three disciples went to the canteen. Tang Yixin was the only one left in the yard.

It’s too hot. It would be nice if I had some iced cola, Tang Yixin thought silently in his heart.

Just as he turned around to go back to the house, he suddenly felt a very fast figure coming in front of him and slapping him.

He turned around quietly and avoided it. In a flash, he saw the person coming. Then his mind changed and his eyes darkened.

His body paused slightly, as if he failed to dodge in time, and he was actually hit by the palm.

The palm strike made him retreat backwards, his white gauze clothes fluttering, and then he staggered and barely managed to keep his balance.

Tang Yixian straightened his waist, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he saluted and said,

"I've met my uncle!"

The person who came was Tang Yixin's uncle, Tang Ziyu.

Tang Ziyu put one hand behind his back and said in a stern tone,

"Uncle, I was just having a simple exchange with my nephew. I think you wouldn't mind, right?"

What a green tea uncle's speech.

Tang Yixian raised his chin slightly, with clear and gentle eyes, and said,

"Thank you for showing mercy, uncle. My cultivation has always been... Uncle, please forgive me for making fun of you."

Speaking of this, Tang Yixien's expression deliberately carried a hint of sadness and regret.

If Youyou were here, he would probably give him the Minions Best Actor Award.

"Don't worry, my dear nephew. We have our disciples here. Just let them protect you."

He had deliberately chosen this hour to come when his three disciples were not around, to test his cultivation.

"Isn't this Master Uncle Tang? He's such a rare guest."

At this time, Sheng Qingye came back from outside, followed by Xuan Yuran and Jin Xiaoxiao.

Xuan Yuran was holding a box of pastries in his hand, which was what his master had just asked them to bring back.

Tang Ziyu looked at Sheng Qingye's sarcastic expression and his eyebrows twitched in anger.

But he couldn't get angry, so he coughed and said,

"Your father asked you to go back last time."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Master Tang."

Although Sheng Qingye's tone was respectful, the intonation took several turns.

He knew that Tang Ziyu's arrival was bound to be bad news.

"I'm going back."

"Send uncle."

Tang Yixien covered his chest slightly and said, it seemed that he was still uncomfortable with the slap just now.

Tang Ziyu glanced at Tang Yixin and nodded.

Then he glanced at Sheng Qingye again, shook his sleeves, turned and left.

As soon as Tang Ziyu stepped out of the gate of the villa, Tang Yixin's waist immediately straightened up.

He looked at the direction where Tang Ziyu went out, raised his mouth slightly and said with a smile,

"Xiao Xuanwu, give me the cakes that your teacher gave me."