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

Chapter 461 What don’t you want?

Yun Zichu hurried over to the rescue and dragged Xiao Yan and his horse away.

The three of them witnessed Xiao Yan with a rare common hatred, and then became melancholy.

For the next two days, the carriage was bumpy and Tang Yixien fell asleep in it.

Occasionally I would wake up, listen to the sound of rain outside, take out the jade token in my hand, and listen to the movements of the evil dragon.

Apart from the occasional eating sounds, there is also a huge snoring sound. The approximate location shows that the evil dragon is still in the demon clan.

It seems that he is really cautious.

Tang Yixin continued to sleep. He was really tired after coming to the demon tribe this time. The biggest gain was that the bait was released.

Finally, on a clear morning after the rain, everyone returned to the Tang family.

With such a grand return, the demon clan’s affairs came to an end, and the rumors of discord between the two clans were self-defeating.

Tang Yixin had just returned and sat down when his disciple came to report that his father wanted to see him.

It's like this every time he comes back.

This time, his scumbag father was actually nice and sent people to the demon tribe immediately.

Tang Yuncang's study is still the same as before, with a heavy woody scent, a peaceful and majestic feeling.

It seems that here, Tang Yixien can read hundreds of books without being distracted.

Tang Yuncang looked him up and down, his eyes falling on Tang Yixien's injured hand.

It's so wrapped up that it's hard to tell how serious the injury is.

"Your hand?" Tang Yuncang asked in a low voice with a frown.

Tang Yuncang rarely paid attention to these things. Even if he was seriously injured, he would not care too much.

Tang Yixian's hands were wrapped in three layers inside and three layers outside.

All three disciples tried to wrap it for him, and in the end it looked like a rice dumpling.

"Take good care of yourself. When I'm gone, the Tang family will depend on you."

Tang Yuncang coughed a few times, his expression heavy and vicissitudes of life. He looked at the pine trees outside the window, and his white hair was clearly visible.

Canglao did not spare the number one cultivator.

Tang Yixien's originally distant eyes softened for a moment.

Besides, he really didn't want to worry about the Tang family.

"Father, take care of yourself." Tang Yixi nodded slightly, his tone gentle.

"Ah."

Tang Yuncang's eyes trembled slightly, and he suppressed the excitement in his heart.

He finally waited for the moment when the father and son broke the ice.

Tang Yixien's soft-hearted nature came back.

He heard that Tang Yuncang's health has been getting worse in recent years.

Maybe it was because he was seriously injured in the last battle with the demons, but more importantly, it was because of Shen Qingyin's departure.

Guilt seemed to destroy the man.

He really didn't know whether he should tell him that there was still hope for Shen Qingyin, and that there was still a trace of spiritual consciousness.

But if I don’t tell her, will Shen Qingyin never have a chance?

Finally he decided to say.

Even if he said it, it didn't mean that Shen Qingyin would forgive him.

"Mother..." Tang Yixien had only said one sentence when he heard a shock at the table opposite him.

He continued,

"I sensed my mother's spiritual consciousness in the magic circle."

For cultivators, life is long, and being able to come back after an early death is almost an obsession for many cultivators who have lost their loved ones.

But often, in most cases, it is impossible.

Tang Yuncang clenched his hands tightly, stood up suddenly, and froze in place, with a cold aura shaking the air.

His eyes began to turn red, as if he couldn't control it, and then he turned his face away to hide his loss of composure.

His shoulders trembled slightly.

Tang Yixien knew he would be excited, but he didn't expect him to be so excited.

half an hour.

A slightly choked voice came,

"No wonder, I always sense her in the magic circle and thought it was an illusion."

People often need to be alone at this time. Tang Yixin understood this, so he got up and went back.

When I returned to Biling Peak, I heard the parrot's cry before I even walked into the front hall.

When I entered the room, I saw the three disciples were there. On the wooden stand on the table, an old parrot was standing steadily.

The parrot looked greasy and vulgar. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the old yellow-haired man that Jin Xiaoxiao had given to Tang Yixian.

The parrot has gray feathers and looks very old.

"I'm back. I'm back." The old yellow-haired man moved his head slowly.

Tang Yixien really found it funny and was about to curl his lips when he remembered that he was angry.

He deliberately put on a cold face again.

"Master, you said last time that you wanted to take it back." Jin Xiaoxiao said with a slight twinkle in her eyes.

Jin Xiaoxiao had heard Tang Yixien mention before that he wanted to get Old Yellow Hair back, so in order to please his master, he went to Xiao Yan.

But he didn't understand why Xiao Yan had such a strange expression, as if he was reluctant to give it to him.

He thought that maybe they had developed feelings for each other.

"My disciple fed him the elixir. Although it cannot restore his youth, he will not die." Xuan Yuran stepped forward and said honestly, his eyes bright.

If Xiao Yan knew that this disgusting thing couldn't die, I wonder what he would think.

Tang Yixien pondered.

Finally, he saw his original owner again. Old Huang Maodou's eyes were shining, and he raised his neck as if he was still strong.

Tang Yixien panicked and his face became serious. He was really afraid of what the old yellow-haired man would say.

Old Huangmao flapped his wings, making a strange, sharp sound:

"No~~~"

...

"No..." Xuan Yuran imitated carefully.

Tang Yixien felt a heat in his ears, and secretly used his spiritual power to seal the parrot's mouth.

The three little ones noticed that their master's face looked even uglier, with a hint of red in his white face.

"Master is tired and will go to rest first. You should also go to bed early." Tang Yixien grabbed the parrot and flew into the inner room.

The parrot stared blankly with its little eyes, looking innocent and wretched.

The three of them were confused. Even Jin Xiaoxiao didn't understand anything from the word "No."

Sheng Qingye didn't understand, and touched his angular jaw with his slender fingers.

The parrot's plan to coax the master failed.

The three little ones were slightly depressed.

"It seems that we can only use the second plan I mentioned." Jin Xiaoxiao took out the spirit storage bag from her body.

"Well, that's the only way." Sheng Qingye nodded.

Tang Yixian walked into the inner room and just as he let go, the old yellow-haired man flew out.

"Gentle, gentle." he shouted.

It flew over the screen in a slick manner, swaying left and right excitedly, nodding its hairless little head.

Xiao Yan and Yun Zichu are in true love, a true love that they both cultivate. Tang Yixien sighed, you can't judge a book by its cover.

He was just confused about the location of the two people.

Things have been really heavy lately, and Tang Yixin's mood did feel a little better because of Old Yellow Hair.

He really wanted to get back the gift Jin Xiaoxiao had given him. Besides, this old yellow-haired guy really had something up his sleeve.

However, Old Huangmao was kept in this inner room and was really outspoken.

He spread out his palm, summoned his spiritual power, and grabbed Old Yellow Hair back into his palm.

The wind spiritual power was spinning like an electric fan. The old yellow-haired man rolled his eyes. After he stopped, he was shaking and couldn't stand.

"Next time you talk nonsense, I'll make you dizzy."

Tang Yixien couldn't help but smile, his bright eyes gleaming with light, and he tapped the old yellow-haired man's head with his finger.

Sure enough, Jin Xiaoxiao knew how to make Tang Yixien happy.