I just want to live well but I surpass the protagonist.

The senior sisters in the Music and Painting Hall were busy preparing for the banquet, and no one noticed Ye Yong. Even if he finds out, he won't be surprised. After all, he is so outstanding and has made meritorious deeds. It is normal for the hall master to summon him.

After climbing to a high place, a quiet garden appeared in front of Ye Yong, with a neat stone road extending to the gate of the cave.

The door is very simple without any decoration, which makes the entire cave perfectly blend with the surrounding scenery, making people feel very comfortable.

The scroll leading the way floated to the door: "Disciple Ye Yong asks to see the master. Will the master receive you?"

If Ye Yong had not read the novel and knew that Mu Qingyin could pay attention to his every move through painting beauties, and occasionally manipulate them to guide him, he would definitely feel nervous at this moment.

After all, she didn't make any advance report and suddenly came to the hall master's residence. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if she didn't have time to refuse?

Moreover, Mu Qingyin and Hua Meiren are also very dramatic, and their appearance skills are not lacking at all.

There was silence in the cave for a moment, as if thinking, and then a sweet and ethereal female voice sounded: "It's okay. Bring him in and go to the reception room."

The door slowly opened, and two scrolls floated in, followed closely by Ye Yong.

Mu Qingyin's cave was filled with the faint sandalwood fragrance. Ye Yong just took a breath and felt refreshed and his fatigue was swept away. However, he was not tired at all. Instead, he stacked this BUFF, which made him a little excited. .

The picture scroll led Ye Yong to turn left and right and walked into a stone room. Compared to the simplicity of the corridor outside, there were slightly more items in the stone room.

Soft cushions, exquisite tea sets, flowers placed in the corner, and some paintings of mountains and rivers hung on the wall.

The floating scroll quickly hung itself on the wall and unfolded, and then two painting beauties walked out. They divided the work and cooperated. Hua Xin made tea for Ye Yong, and Hua Ming went to get food.

"Wait a moment, the master will be here soon." Although Hua Xin does not have the plug-ins and knows how to control tea like Ye Yong, she did make a good pot of tea, and she used high-quality spiritual leaves. The fragrance fills the room.

Ye Yong said thank you, picked up the cup and took a sip. As the tea entered his stomach, a stream of spiritual power spread out in his body, nourishing the five internal organs, and then flowed to the Dantian Qi sea in a cycle. However, Ye Yong's eighth spiritual vein is the Big Stomach King, and that little spiritual power is simply not enough to stuff his teeth.

"Sister, you are really good at making such good tea." It would definitely be of great benefit to other foundation-building monks. As for Ye Yong, it's not that good, but he never hesitates to praise him.

"If Brother Ye likes it, I can make it for you often. But for these spiritual leaves, you need to ask the owner for some."

"That's not necessary." Ye Yong remembered that Mu Qingyin liked to drink tea and relax. There is no doubt that the spirit leaf she is using now is her treasure. Taking it out to entertain Ye Yong will probably make her feel distressed for a while. If she asks for it again, isn't it like cutting her flesh?

Whatever spiritual leaves Ye Yong needs are available in the system store, as long as the reversal points are enough. But it is not that easy for monks like Mu Qingyin and others to want good spiritual leaves. The inventory is limited, so use less.

When he first thought about giving gifts, Ye Yong actually thought about giving spiritual leaves, but it was difficult to gain favorability with something of average quality. Too high quality would make Mu Qingyin curious. If asked about the source of the channel, Ye Yong couldn't answer. Asking for trouble.

"Eat something first, the master may have to wait for a while." Hua Ming took two plates with spiritual fruit snacks, sat down next to Ye Yong, picked up a fruit, and handed it to Ye Yong's mouth: "Here , open your mouth."

"This... okay." Ye Yong pretended to be embarrassed, opened his mouth slightly and bit the spirit fruit. His lips touched Hua Ming's fingers. They were very soft. He didn't know whether it was his lips or her hands that were soft. Hua Ming suddenly chuckled. She liked seeing Ye Yong's shy expression.

Seeing this, Hua Xin also sat next to Ye Yong. The two painting beauties were on the left and the right. Ye Yong looked like one of those kings who did not go to court early.

"Ahem." At this time, the rightful owner came.

Ye Yong followed the sound and looked towards the door, only to see a woman in green walking in.

Her hair is as long as ink, her face is like hibiscus, and her skin is delicate. Her elegant and refined scholarly temperament exudes from the inside out, as if there is a light air surrounding her. The glimmering eyes are like clear springs. She is the current head of the Music and Painting Hall, Mu Qingyin.

Ye Yong was stunned for a moment. Fortunately, with the blessing of the divine body, he did not show any rude expression. He quickly stood up and saluted Mu Qingyin: "Disciple Ye Yong, I have met the hall master."

Taking a peek at the favorability list, Mu Qingyin's name appeared.

The favorability level is not very high, at 18, and the attitude is [quite a satisfied disciple].

"No need to be polite." Mu Qingyin raised her hands slightly and was very satisfied with Ye Yong's performance.

In fact, Mu Qingyin had been thinking about how she should approach Ye Yong. Wearing a veil seems a bit cold, but if you don't wear it, you are afraid that Ye Yong will look stupid.

It's not that Mu Qingyin is narcissistic. When a monk's cultivation reaches a certain level, his whole temperament will be sublimated. If he is a good-looking person, his charm value will continue to increase. In the end, he won't even need to show his face. Just a look can capture him. Obtain the opposite sex. As an 18-year-old young male cultivator, Ye Yong has an unstable Taoist mind and is easily tempted.

But he was able to calm down so quickly. Not to mention being more stable than male cultivators of the same age, many Nascent Souls were not as stable as him. Mu Qingyin felt that she had indeed seen the right person.

Sitting opposite Ye Yong, Mu Qingyin glanced at Huaming and Huaxin, and they quickly moved to the side, not getting too close to Ye Yong.

"Brother Ye..." Just as he was about to say something, Mu Qingyin almost blurted out the words 'Brother Ye'. Because when Ye Yong was getting along with Hua Meiren, Hua Ming and Hua Xin were always called by his younger brother Ye, and she had played the role of Hua Ming many times, and her shouting became somewhat smooth. Fortunately, she reacted at the critical moment, Added: "child."

I can only say that she is worthy of a woman who has lived for more than 600 years. She can catch her in time and turn a corner. Together, she is "Ye Disciple". There is nothing wrong with her, but it sounds a bit weird, but it is better than 'just meeting' Just call me Brother Ye.

"Disciple is here." Ye Yong looked like he didn't know anything, lowered his head and listened sincerely.

He and Mu Qingyin both have a common understanding at this moment, which is to pretend to meet for the first time.

"You cooperated with the elders in the past two days to teach the Demon Sect monks a profound lesson. You did a good job."

"The hall master is ridiculous. Everything was a plan thought up by the elders. The disciples were just following the instructions." Ye Yongyong didn't want to take the credit because he really didn't do anything.

"That's wrong. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't be as capable as you in attracting so many Demon Sect monks. You deserve this honor."

Ye Yong was speechless. You really tried your best to pile hats on me and continued to increase my reputation. You thought I would be targeted and die early, right?

"Why, what's on your mind, disciple Ye?" Mu Qingyin could tell that Ye Yong seemed a little unhappy.

"No, I am just thinking about the next time I will contribute to the sect."

"There's no rush for this. It will happen naturally when the time comes. It's not good to pursue it deliberately."

"What the hall master said is true, and this disciple will keep it in mind."

Just like this, they pretended to be meeting for the first time and practiced Tai Chi. Mu Qingyin took out the gift for Ye Yong.

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