Opening confession to the beautiful master

"Then shall we lend a helping hand to Junior Brother Zhang?"

Nan Zhi keenly noticed the change in Gu Jing's eyes and secretly remembered this matter.

"I won't get involved in this matter for the time being. You two can just figure it out."

After saying that, Gu Jing turned around and left without looking back. Although Zhang Yi had extraordinary strength and excellent talent, she still had to observe for a while before deciding whether it was necessary to intervene.

"Interesting, Junior Sister Sun...what's the story between you and Xu Yang?"

A charming smile formed on the corner of Nan Zhi's lips and she murmured in a low voice.

"Are we going to get involved in this?"

Sun Cheng has always been united with Nan Zhi, and Nan Zhi takes the lead in everything.

"Just remind him a little bit. Those three people won't be easy to deal with if they join forces. Don't worry about the rest."

Nan Zhi muttered.

Zhang Yi was not aware of the little thoughts of the Six Evils of the Taoist Sect, nor did he take those people to heart.

At this moment, he and Fang Tiancheng had arrived at his cave, and they had to say that the direct disciples of the Taoist sect were treated very well and were given an independent mountain peak. The spiritual energy here was much richer than that of Wangchuan Cliff.

"Let this peak be called Siyue Cliff."

Zhang Yi casually carved three big characters on the stone tablet under the mountain peak, giving the mountain a name and showing his longing for Yueyao.

"Siyueya...a good name."

Fang Tiancheng blurted out subconsciously, and then realized something was wrong. He glanced at Zhang Yi in surprise, "Yue... doesn't this show that he misses Sect Master Yue? What a spirit!"

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, that punch of yours just now was really powerful. It was able to frighten those six evil spirits of the Taoist sect."

Fang Tiancheng quickly changed the subject and directed a burst of rainbow farts at Zhang Yi.

"If your strength recovers, you may not need me to take action."

Zhang Yi said calmly.

"Actually, I'm curious, can you use Confucian methods to recover from your injuries?"

Zhang Yi suddenly asked curiously.

Fang Tiancheng shook his head, "Confucian methods are not so terrifying, and there are certain restrictions on what you say and what you say."

"Fortunately, my Confucian family is never short of elixirs."

Fang Tiancheng saw Zhang Yi casually giving Chen Xiaokui a White Jade Pill before. He waited until now without swallowing the pill, wondering if he could get some oil from Zhang Yi. Who knew that Zhang Yi hadn't done anything after so long? , and no longer concealed it.

After that, Fang Tiancheng took out a bunch of top-grade elixirs that exuded a strong fragrance and swallowed them in one go. The huge medicinal power repaired the injuries in his body. In just a moment, his face turned red, and there was no trace of any injuries. appearance.

Zhang Yi didn't know what Fang Tiancheng had in mind, but just looked at Fang Tiancheng with a strange expression.

At this moment, a flying arrow passed by the two of them and was perfectly embedded in the stone wall in front of them.

Zhang Yi took off the note from the flying arrow and recited in a low voice: "The six evil spirits of the Taoist sect want to join forces to deal with you, but Sun Cheng, Nan Zhi, and Gu Jing don't want to get involved in this matter. They just want to take care of themselves!"

"The six evil spirits of the sect still don't give up? It seems that Zhang Daoyou's punch just now had some effect, at least it shocked some people."

Fang Tiancheng smiled, probably knowing that it was one of the three people who delivered the news.

"Ignore them, the top priority is to wait for Shen Wangu and the others to come back."

A flame appeared in Zhang Yi's hand and burned the note, "It's interesting."

"Can your Confucian methods find them?"

Zhang Yi usually just talks about what Fang Tiancheng wants to do, so he couldn't help but ask curiously.

Fang Tiancheng shook his head again and said: "No, my cultivation has not reached that level yet. Besides, I need to have imaginary things in my mind before I can speak Dharma."

Fang Tiancheng always felt that Zhang Yi had some misunderstandings about him. Although he often just talked about it, he also had many prerequisites.

Zhang Yi suddenly felt that Confucianism was not so popular.

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On the other side, Xu Yang had already arrived at the Sect Master Peak. He looked at Zhou Tianyang with a puzzled face and asked, "Master, why do you value Zhang Yi so much? Isn't it just a mere supreme bone? Is it worthy of being so valued?"

"Xu Yang, you don't need to know too much about the specific things. It won't do you any good. You just need to know that everything you do for your master is for the Taoist sect and for you."

Zhou Tianyang said with profound meaning.

"Practice this skill carefully during this period. It will be of great use when the time comes."

Zhou Tianyang pointed his finger in the air, and a technique appeared in Xu Yang's mind.

"What's the magic of grafting flowers onto trees? Is this what Master is thinking?"

Xu Yang looked overjoyed, and instantly understood Zhou Tianyang's thoughts, which was so exciting, "Sure enough, I am Master's favorite cub, and my respect for Zhang Yi is just an illusion!"

"Don't let it grow. If it's just Yueyue Yao, it's easy to deal with, but if you add Qinglian, it'll be a headache."

Because of Qinglian's intervention, Zhou Tianyang had to change his plan.

"As you command!"

Xu Yang now obeys Zhou Tianyang's words, and the dissatisfaction in his heart has long since disappeared.

"I knew that Master would not value a Wuling untouchable for no reason. It turned out that he had this purpose in mind. Sure enough, he is still very old."

After Xu Yang figured out Zhou Tianyang's thoughts, the depression in his heart disappeared.

"Master, please retreat first. I will successfully practice the method of grafting flowers and trees on top of each other as soon as possible so as not to disappoint Master."

Xu Yang said goodbye with satisfaction. He had gotten the answer he wanted during this trip.

Zhou Tianyang looked at Xu Yang's leaving figure, with a calculating smile on his lips. He stood up with his hands behind his back and said, "In this case, be prepared. No matter which side succeeds, it will be good for me."

"Xu Yang, I hope you won't disappoint me."

"Zhang Yi, how far can you go? Can you survive this disaster?"

Zhou Tianyang looked deeply into the distance and breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he saw the bright future of Dao Sect.

Zhang Yi, who was far away in Siyue Cliff, couldn't help but sneeze and thought to himself: "Who is thinking about me again?"

At his level, he would naturally not sneeze for no reason. Everything had a reason, but Zhang Yi never expected that Zhou Tianyang was thinking about him.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, have you noticed something is wrong with the master of the Taoist sect?"

"The words he speaks are inconsistent, and I always feel like he doesn't seem like a good person."

Fang Tiancheng kept thinking about Zhou Tianyang's words, and always felt that the Tomb of the Supreme Being and his party were not that simple.

"I know, that's why I asked him to get Shen Wangu and the others back."

Zhang Yi had long realized that something was wrong with Zhou Tianyang and was more defensive about him than anyone else.

"But the other party is the Great Emperor. If he really wants to plot against you, just a few of us are not enough. How about we leave the Taoist sect temporarily?"

This feeling of being missed makes Fang Tiancheng uneasy. A great emperor's actions in an upright manner are enough for them, let alone plotting in secret.