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

Fortunately, Xueyu retreated in time, and Pianran's clothes were able to block a lot of the damage.

He couldn't bear to hurt Tang Yixien, so he dodged to the side, and the air became a little colder.

Tang Yixin's wrist was grabbed and he was pinned down again. He elbowed back and broke free.

The two of them actually started fighting on the bed. This was the first time Tang Yixin had fought with someone on the bed.

He wanted to run under the bed, but was pulled back by his wrist.

And he noticed that Xueyu's face was getting redder and redder.

"Madam has promised to consummate the marriage after a thousand years, so I won't do anything now. Why is Madam running away?"

"I.."

Tang Yixien was speechless.

Xueyu's hand had already reached over and grabbed his only piece of underwear, so he could only dodge.

To protect his thin undergarment from being torn during the fight.

Xueyu was afraid of hurting Tang Yixin, so she always used close combat defense and almost never used weapons like ice spikes.

During the fight, just as Xueyu was about to overpower Tang Yixin, the snowflake jade pendant was covered by the turned-up quilt.

Hehe, I was watching the show with great interest, almost holding a bag of melon seeds in my hand, when suddenly everything went dark in front of my eyes.

His eyes were wide open with anger, and he didn't dare to go out, for fear that he would be beaten by the Lord.

He could only lean his whole body against the jade pendant and listen to the noise outside.

"Let go, Xueyu, what are you doing?"

"Ma'am, it's okay."

Then there was a sound as if the bed collapsed.

Hehehe has been single for a thousand years, but he could guess it.

Now the Lord is safe.

His eyes suddenly lit up, the quilt was lifted, and his master was taking Tang Yixin's pulse with a serious look on his face.

.......

Hehe, at this moment I was thinking of just knocking my head unconscious in the jade pendant.

This is so pathetic.

Apart from the jade pendant, Xueyu discovered during the fight that Tang Yixin's cultivation had not yet recovered.

It is obvious that his breath is not very stable, which is caused by practicing for quick success.

Xueyu frowned and felt heartbroken for a while.

That damned demon Bai Liang.

"Madam, you want to improve your cultivation, right? That's why you're wasting your spiritual roots like this."

"That's what cultivation is like, it's okay." After Tang Yixien said this, he wanted to pull his wrist back, but Xueyu held it even tighter.

Tang Yixien felt that since it was a practice, hardship was natural.

"Can the cultivation level of the cultivators be improved just like the Ice Spirit Realm I gave Sheng Qingye? Can the Spirit Realm also improve their cultivation level?" Xue Yu asked with a serious and concerned look.

Xueyu didn't want Tang Yixien to suffer so much.

Some suffering needs to be endured, while some suffering is unnecessary.

Tang Yixien finally withdrew his hand while Xueyu was reluctant to let go. He had already put on the coat next to him and was sitting half leaning on the bed. The young man looked calm and bright, as clear as water.

Xueyu's expression deepened slightly.

"Yes, if there is a wind-type spiritual domain, it is certainly possible." Tang Yixien replied.

Tang Yixin wanted to improve his cultivation quickly, so he naturally thought of using the wind-type spiritual domain. However, on the Spirit Domain Mountain, the wind-type spiritual domain was hard to come by.

The last time I rolled to his feet was pure luck.

He couldn't just go to Lingyu Mountain and stand there waiting for Feng Lingyu to roll to his feet, right?

There are bound to be few wind-type spiritual realms in Lingyu Mountain. He even doubts whether there are any more.

"Madam, don't forget, I have been in Lingyu Mountain for a long time." Xueyu chuckled.

Tang Yixian's eyes lit up and he immediately said,

"So, you can find it?"

"Yes, but Madam's cultivation has improved. If I kiss Madam, please don't hit me."

The corners of Tang Yixien's lips twitched imperceptibly.

It would be strange if he didn't fight.

Tang Yixien looked at the innocent Xueyu in front of him and couldn't help feeling moved.

It seems that he takes everything he says seriously.

And Xueyu is also the first person who cares so much about his cultivation.

For some reason, Tang Yixin always felt that the three disciples didn't care much about his cultivation.

Tang Yixien just didn't want to understand this point.

His disciples still care about him in other aspects.

The two decided to set off early.

Tang Yixien posted a note at the door saying he had something to do today, and after practicing on his own, he and Xueyu walked out of Biling Peak.

It was just dawn and the three little ones were still sleeping.

One morning, Tang Yixin and Xueyu walked together on the stone steps in the woods, which really attracted people's attention.

Every morning, there are disciples responsible for cleaning the long steps.

Very few people have ever seen a spirit like Xueyu. The disciple was stunned and the broom fell to the ground with a thud.

"Young Master." The disciple bowed and saluted, but his eyes were always looking at Xueyu.

With silver-white hair and handsome light blue eyes, it is obvious that he is not a cultivator.

With this young master and this young master together, I really don’t know who to choose.

Tang Yixin looked at the way his disciples were staring at Xueyu, and suddenly felt that Xueyu was indeed too eye-catching.

He planned to get a hat for Xueyu to wear.

The two of them walked all the way to the back mountain amidst the public attention.

Tang Yixien led two Qilins over.

It was Xueyu's first time riding a Qilin, and she felt that this big guy was a little strange.

He pulled the rope in his hand, his white hair blowing in the wind, and shouted loudly:

"Madam, we can just ride a Qilin."

Tang Yixien smiled and shook his head.

Xueyu naturally planned to take Tang Yixin to Lingyu Mountain, but before that, he had to take him to a place first.

In less than half a day, the two arrived at a quiet place.

It was a large mansion with two tall stone jade pillars at the entrance and an exquisite dark red mahogany door. All these made people feel that the person living inside was not an ordinary person.

He is the kind of hermit who pursues seclusion.

Tang Yixien jumped off the Qilin and looked up at the plaque on the gate, which read "Spirit Clan".

Tang Yixin thought of the spirit tribe in Lingyu Mountain before. Ayu, Ajing and Xiaoluo formed a spirit tribe.

It’s actually here.

If Xueyu hadn't brought Tang Yixin here, it would have been really hard to find a place like this.

Tang Yixin hadn't seen them for a long time, and he felt a little happy.

He walked to the door and was about to knock when Xueyu followed him.

"Madam, let me do it." Xueyu said softly.

Tang Yixien withdrew his hand that was about to knock on the lock ring.

Xueyu stretched out her fair and slender hand, spread her five fingers and placed them in the center of the door. A blue talisman array immediately appeared under her palm.

"Identification successful, the door is open."

What's happening here?

Why is there a password lock?

Tang Yixien raised his eyebrows and looked at the talisman carefully. It was just a talisman for identifying spiritual power, which meant that probably only people from the spirit race could open it.

Tang Yixin guessed that this must have been done by Xiao Luo. He thought of the mechanism of the cold spring and thought that Xiao Luo was really a genius.

Tang Yixin originally thought that the spirit race must be pure and pure, but as soon as he walked in, he smelled a spicy aroma.

Tang Yixian seemed to be familiar with this aroma, a bit like the smell of hot pot.