Chapter 141 Rescue
Chapter 141 Rescue
Facing the drunken Taoist's stern questioning, Ye Xiaochuan lowered his head. This was the most severe reprimand given to him by his mentor since he remembered it.
He said in a low voice: "Master, I know I was wrong, but I promised that person that I can't reveal it to anyone for the time being. Please forgive me, Master."
The drunk Taoist was stunned for a moment, then his face changed slightly and he said, "Who is it? What have you been doing in Siguoya for the past three months?"
Ye Xiaochuan was silent.
The drunk Taoist became more and more angry as he watched. It would be fine if Ye Xiaochuan was an ordinary disciple with an innocent background. However, he knew Ye Xiaochuan's life experience very well, and he was afraid that it was closely related to the devil Xuanzong.
In the past fifteen years, although this disciple was more naughty, his character was not bad, and he had no intention of killing. The drunk Taoist originally did not expect Ye Xiaochuan to become successful, but only wanted him to spend hundreds of years quietly on the Samsara Peak.
Unexpectedly, after being punished to Si Guo Cliff more than three months ago, the situation completely changed. Not only did he, a stubborn disciple, improve rapidly, he also apparently secretly learned other true methods of the sect. He could even use Beidou God Killing. This made Zui Zui The Taoist's doubts deepened.
I was even thinking about whether I was right or wrong to bring Ye Xiaochuan back to raise him fifteen years ago.
Just when the drunk Taoist was about to have a seizure, suddenly, a clear, clean but somewhat cold female voice came from the dark bamboo forest outside the pavilion.
"Uncle Qingfeng, this disciple has something to say."
Zui Taoist and Ye Xiaochuan were stunned at the same time, and turned to look at the bamboo forest. Under the moonlight, they saw a slim white figure walking in the soft moonlight, holding a snow-like magic sword and walking towards this side.
The night wind in the mountain forest blew the woman's black hair and rolled up the corners of her thin white silk clothes, which actually made her feel affectionate.
Yun Qiyou!
It is absolutely impossible for this character to appear in this place, but he has been near this bamboo forest for some time.
The drunk Taoist frowned slightly, and Ye Xiaochuan also looked ugly.
Apart from herself, Yun Qiyou was the only one who was most familiar with Beidou's God-killing, and she knew the details. I didn't expect that Yun Qiyou had tricked me in Guangna Hall tonight, and now he was here to harm me again!
He said: "Strong woman...Senior Sister Yun, what are you doing here? You have nothing to do here. I don't want your money anymore. You can leave quickly."
Unexpectedly, Yun Qiyou seemed to have heard his words, and walked straight to the drunk Taoist in the stone pavilion, and suddenly knelt down next to Ye Xiaochuan.
Zui Taoist and Ye Xiaochuan were both shocked at the same time, wondering what Yun Qiyou was going to do.
The drunk Taoist said in confusion: "Master Yun, what are you doing? Get up quickly."
Yun Qi said humorously: "Uncle Qingfeng, this matter has nothing to do with Ye Xiaochuan. It was me who violated the sect rules. You can send me to the Elder's House."
"What?"
"ah?"
Zui Taoist and Ye Xiaochuan cried out at the same time.
Ye Xiaochuan said: "What does it have to do with you? Just leave."
The drunk Taoist came back to his senses at this moment and said: "Master Nephew Yun, what did you just say?"
Yun Qiyou slowly raised his head, looked at Zui Taoist, and said: "As for Junior Brother Ye Xiaochuan secretly learning Beidou God Killing, it was actually me who taught him the essential formula of Beidou God Killing."
"What!"
The drunk Taoist exclaimed again, "You and Xiaochuan have known each other for a long time?"
Yun Qiyou shook his head and said: "No, he and I have only known each other for three months. Three months ago, the disciple was practicing Beidou God Killing in the back mountain, and was attacked by the evil energy of the sword formation. Thanks to the disciple who was on Siguo Cliff at that time. Junior Brother Ye came to save my life, so I passed on my experience of practicing the Yin Yang, Qian Kun Dao and several sword techniques to him. Today he forced the Big Dipper to kill the gods during the fight, and the disciple guessed that Uncle Master I will definitely punish him. He promised me not to reveal anything. I am afraid that Master will misunderstand him, so I came to explain that it is my fault. Master, please send me to the Discipline Hall to receive the punishment."
The drunk Taoist looked complicated, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It's just that this matter is related to Yun Qiyou, which he didn't expect.
He turned to look at Ye Xiaochuan who was kneeling in front of him, and said, "Is it like what Junior Nephew Yun said?"
Ye Xiaochuan is a smart person and immediately understood that Yun Qiyou was not harming him, but saving himself. His mind was extremely flexible and he understood the scene in front of him in an instant.
He said depressedly: "Senior Sister Yun, I promised you not to tell anyone, but now it's you who say it yourself. It's not me, Ye Xiaochuan, who breaks my word."
A thoughtful look flashed in the drunk Taoist's eyes, as if he was thinking about the credibility of the words of the two people in front of him. But in the end, he still felt that Yun Qiyou's words were extremely credible.
Yun Qiyou has always been indifferent and rarely interacts with others. It is impossible to speak to his disciples at the risk of violating the sect's rules. Since Yun Qiyou said so, that must be the case.
The big stone that had been weighing on his heart all day gradually let go at this moment. He was really afraid that Ye Xiaochuan would secretly learn the true method or be an undercover spy sent by the Demon Cult into Cangyun.
Now that Yun Qiyou came forward and explained the reasons why Ye Xiaochuan knew the true method that he had never taught him, most of the doubts in his heart gradually disappeared, but it was not without doubts.
First, even if Yun Qiyou privately taught and shared some cultivation experience with Ye Xiaochuan, in just three months, Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation level would not be able to drive the Beidou to kill the gods. This requires practicing the Yin-Yang Qiankun Dao to the eighth level of the spiritual realm.
Second, the blue fairy sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand, whose origin is unknown, is extremely powerful. Before Ye Xiaochuan went to the cliff of repentance more than three months ago, this thing was not on Ye Xiaochuan.
However, it is not convenient for the drunk Taoist to ask more at this moment. This matter is better to make a big deal out of a small matter.
Yun Qiyou privately taught his disciples the advanced spells of the Cangyun Sect. No matter what the reason, this is a serious violation of the sect rules. Once it is spread out, it is likely to cause trouble for these two young people. Therefore, the drunk Taoist also thought about suppressing this matter first and finding a suitable opportunity to ask Ye Xiaochuan in detail later.
Thinking of this, his expression relaxed and he said, "Since it was taught by Junior Brother Yun, I am relieved about this matter. I thought that this brat secretly learned the true method of our sect. This matter ends here. You two don't need to spread it to others, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."
"Disciple will remember it."
"Disciple understands!"
When Ye Xiaochuan heard what his master said, he knew that he had survived this time thanks to Yun Qiyou.
The drunk Taoist looked at the sky and said, "It's getting late. I'll go back first. You two have fighting competitions in the near future, so go back and rest as soon as possible."
After saying that, the drunk Taoist walked out of the stone pavilion, his body turned into a small soft white light under the night sky, flashed towards his residence on the mountainside, and merged with the moonlight and stars in the sky in a blink of an eye, disappearing without a trace.
