Fairy, help me practice

　Ming Zhan nodded to Chen Yao and said, "If my dear nephew is still interested in staying, let's go to the attic to discuss how to deal with the troubles that Qinyang may bring next."

　Chen Yao asked her, "The Sect Master doesn't care?"

　Ming Zhan smiled bitterly: "When has the Sect Master ever intervened?"

　Her eyes flickered at Chen Yao: "Don't think that just because you summoned me to meet you, I will rise to prominence from now on. It's impossible..."

　At this time, the sea of ​​fog outside the temple surged and a disciple flew out.

　"The Sect Master has ordered Chaoyun Temple to go to Yuanji Mountain to investigate the murderer of Guanyuan Peak. Leave immediately."

　He threw a jade token over and disappeared.

　Mingzhan took it, a little surprised.

　"So, the Sect Master did help us solve the problem in Qinyang? Otherwise, why would he send us, who are suspected, to investigate the murderer?"

　She understood that the sect leader did this not because of herself, but because of Chen Yao.

　"My dear nephew, please come with me and Qingming!"

　Chen Yao nodded.

　He was indeed curious as to why there were traces of the murderer in Yuanji Mountain?

　Have you ever been to Yuanji Mountain?

　He used his spiritual sense to connect with Yun Jiang in the storage ring.

　Yun Jiang snorted, as if he was too lazy to pay attention to him.

　Chen Yao frowned, but there was nothing he could do.

　After Ming Zhan made some arrangements, the three of them set off.

　It was not until they flew to Yuanji Mountain that Chen Yao understood why Yun Jiang ignored him.

　Because Yuanji Mountain is thousands of miles away from Mingyang Sect, it is obvious that Yun Jiang could not have made the round trip in such a short time last night.

　And it's unnecessary.

　How would I know if you don’t tell me?

　Chen Yao complained with his spiritual consciousness.

　You don’t even know about Yuanji Mountain, so you might as well not stay in the South China Sea Fairyland!

　Yun Jiang replied to him unhappily.

　Chen Yao didn't want to pay any attention to her.

　Hey, my little beauty, I see Mingzhan has a sad look on her face. I guess she has been hungry and thirsty for a long time. How about I help you seduce her on the way and make her a sex pot for you?

　Chen Yao frowned and looked at Ming Zhan unconsciously, and Ming Zhan happened to be looking at him at this moment.

　Since the two had just had a conflict, Ming Zhan was still a little embarrassed and quickly looked away.

　It adds an alluring shyness.

　Chen Yao's heart beat faster.

　Yun Jiang's laughter came from his consciousness.

　You like this kind of woman, don't you? Then I'll reluctantly help you remove her menstruation...

　Shut up! You just cast a charm on me!

　Chen Yao bit his tongue, his mind cleared, and he scolded Yun Jiang angrily.

　This time, Yun Jiang did not show the majesty of a demon king, but instead hummed coquettishly.

　It's boring along the way and there's no one to kill, so what's wrong with having some fun?

　Chen Yao felt that this crazy woman's behavior was really unpredictable.

　You are not allowed to cast charm spells on me anymore!

　Are you ordering me around?

　Chen Yao pulled the storage ring off his finger.

　His actions were a bit too big, and Qingming and Mingzhan looked at him strangely. They found that there was a hint of annoyance on his face, and the two women couldn't help but move a little further away from him.

　Ming Zhan was even more nervous, thinking that he was still angry with him.

　Chen Yao stared at the storage ring in his hand.

　Fine, fine! I won't use my charm on you. I'm too stingy to play with you.

　Yun Jiang fell silent.

　Only then did Chen Yao put the storage ring back on his finger.

　Qing Ming screamed and suddenly fell into the valley under the clouds.

　Chen Yao quickly flew his sword and caught her

　Qing Ming's face was confused, and she clung to Chen Yao like an octopus.

　The hem of her skirt was ruffled like waves and lifted up to her thighs, and her two pink and white legs tightly wrapped around Chen Yao's waist.

　She wrapped her arms around Chen Yao's neck, pouted her pink little mouth, and was about to kiss him.

　"You don't want your flying device anymore?"

　Chen Yao was stunned for a moment and asked.

　"No flying magic weapon can smell as good as you! Don't move, let me kiss you!"

　Qing Ming's small mouth pressed hard against Chen Yao's lips. Chen Yao turned his face to the side, and she began to suck and kiss the corner of his mouth with such force that the corner of his mouth was deformed.

　"Little hoof! What are you doing? You're making trouble halfway!"

　Mingzhan's water boat was not as fast as Chen Yao's flying sword. At this time, she took back Qingming's flying leaf magic weapon and returned, only to find that the little hoof was actually flirting with Chen Yao in front of her.

　She angrily said to Chen Yao: "You... why don't you let her go!"

　"If I let her go, won't she fall?"

　Chen Yao felt numb and tingling from Qing Ming's kiss, and he didn't want to let go.

　But by this time he had already realized that it was Yun Jiang who was behind this, and he scolded her with his spiritual consciousness.

　Why don't you retract your magic? The more you act like this, the less I'll take advantage of you! This will only slow down your progress in gathering the materials for your body!

　Yun Jiang snorted.

　"Boer".

　Qing Ming stopped talking, her eyes became clear again, and her cheeks turned red instantly.

　I...what's wrong with me!

　She screamed "Ah" and jumped up from Chen Yao.

　Fortunately, Ming Zhan caught her in time and stared at her with a grim face.

　"Master... Master... I don't know what's going on..."

　Qing Ming lowered her head, feeling as if her ears and eyes were about to spit out fire, and she didn't even dare to look at Chen Yao.

　"Keep pretending!"

　Ming Zhansu pointed at her forehead, feeling inexplicably annoyed.

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Chapter 153 Weird Villagers

　It took the three of them nearly three days to reach a village at the foot of Yuanji Mountain.

　On the way, Yun Jiang naturally played a lot of pranks.

　Not only did Qing Ming lose face, but even Ming Zhan almost presented Chen Yao with a painting of bathing under the moon.

　Therefore, the atmosphere between the three of them was very awkward.

　Chen Yao rubbed the storage ring vigorously and communicated with Yun Jiang using his spiritual sense.

　Do you realize now that you're adding unnecessary layers? They don't even pay attention to me, so how can I get your virgin blood?

　Yun Jiang's charming laughter echoed in his consciousness.

　My dear, what you said doesn't sound like what a righteous person would say!

　Chen Yao ignored her.

　Although along the way, the two beauties did not chat with him out of embarrassment.

　But they did not avoid or hide anything about spiritual practice.

　Under Ming Zhan's guidance, he has mastered the second technique in "The Essential Explanation of Dongzhen Yushu", the Water Control Technique.

　This technique may seem elementary, but it has strong scalability and adaptability.

　It has many uses, from making clouds and rain, turning rivers and seas upside down, to cleaning subtle places that are hard to clean, and spraying or making tea.

　It is comparable to the innate magical power that Mingzhan awakened after achieving the golden elixir.

　Ming Zhan was also quite amazed by this, and felt that Chen Yao was the kind of genius who could suddenly realize something without any written words.

　He has both the background and the support of various fairies in the immortal world. He is also so talented. In time, this boy will surely become famous throughout the world.

　To him, the South China Sea is just a small pond.

　"Master, it's getting late... Should we rest in this village for the night and then head into the mountains at dawn?"

　Qingming asked hesitantly.

　Because of her frivolous behavior towards Chen Yao along the way, she felt that her master was very angry with her.

　Sure enough, Ming Zhan glared at her and said, "You are so lazy and want to rest before you even take a few steps?"

　Qing Ming lowered his head and dared not speak.

　Chen Yao looked around at the dusk-shrouded mountain scenery. "It's getting late, and it's inconvenient to go into the mountains. Uncle Master, let's wait until daybreak! We can also ask the villagers for some news on the mountain."

　Ming Zhan nodded kindly to Chen Yao: "My dear nephew, what you said makes sense. That's fine."

　Qing Ming blinked her big eyes, looking aggrieved.

　Is there any difference between what Chen Yao said and what I said? Why is he right and I am just lazy?

　The three entered the village.

　It was the time when shepherd boys returned with their calves and hunting horses returned with their birds.

　In the fields, farmers were working in groups of three or four, carrying hoes, with their clothes open, chatting in the cool breeze.

　They had never seen such divine figures as Chen Yao and the other two, so they all gathered around them.

　Ming Zhan bowed to everyone and said, "We are cultivators from the Mingyang Sect. We were planning to explore Yuanji Mountain and passed by here. It's getting late, so we apologize for bothering you all."

　The farmers shook their heads naively and instructed a child to sneak into the village.

　After a while, a middle-aged scholar wearing patched clothes was brought out by the child.

　"Young Master Chen, tell us what these gods mean."

　After hearing what the villagers said, Qing Ming looked at his serious master and chuckled.

　It turns out that after talking for so long, the other party didn’t understand at all!

　Ming Zhan's eyes twitched, and he turned around and pulled her ear.

　Qingming cried out "wow", which made the villagers and Chen Yao laugh.

　When the laughter died down, the middle-aged scholar bowed to the three people and said, "I am Chen Wen, the only student in Yuanyan Village. I am a simple and honest villager. I hope it will be difficult for me to communicate with you immortals. Please forgive me."

　Ming Zhan waved his hand: "It's okay."

　She repeated what she had just said, and Chen Wen translated it to the villagers in their local dialect.

　"Oh! You want to stay in our village for a night? Sure, sure. Immortals don't come around often! This is a great blessing for our village!"

　The villagers discussed it for a long time, and finally decided unanimously to invite the immortal to live in Chen Wen's house.

　Because only Chen Wen's house is clean and tidy, unlike other villagers' houses which are dirty and tacky.