If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't even believe it! A second ago, Yun Yi was as miserable as a beggar, and his stench could almost pollute the entire villa. However, with a wave of his sleeves and a sudden change, he actually... turned into

Such honor! Mr. Yun Yi now

Dao, the Taoist robe is wrapped around him, his posture is upright, he holds a fly whisk in his hand, his white hair is neatly combed, his old face is bright and red, and his whole body is clean, and there is almost no trace of dust.

One cannot be more superior to another.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is an immortal.

Even, with the new look of Yun Yi, the faint fragrance emanating from his body directly dissipated the stench left by him not long ago, making the surrounding air instantly fresher.

Damn it! In an instant, everyone present was stunned. Every face was filled with dullness and astonishment, as if they had witnessed the most outrageous magic trick in the world.

Magic doesn't even work like this! How did this veteran do it?

Even Qin Feng, who had already witnessed the power of Yun Yi's Taoism, felt a little confused at this moment.

One second it was a stinking ditch, and the next second it became a hot mess. Which one is the true identity of this old thing?

What kind of shape is this?

Could it be the legendary magic of heaven?

Or some inexplicable deception?

Qin Feng was agitated and shook his head repeatedly.

Whether it is heavenly magic or blindness, at least at this time, Old Taoist Yun Yi no longer makes people feel sick, and he looks a bit like a master at the very least... And after Old Taoist Yun Yi transformed, his aloof and celestial demeanor was also smooth.

But it happened.

He raised his head slightly, looked at An Zhiya condescendingly, and said calmly: "An Zhiya, are you willing to follow this path and practice for three years?"

"I..." An Zhiya looked at Yun Yi in a daze, then came back to her senses, glanced at Qin Feng subconsciously, and then nodded heavily: "Disciple is willing!"

"Okay, that's great!"

Old Taoist Yun Yi nodded without being happy or angry: "Then you should make preparations and follow the master immediately to ride on the wind!"

An Zhiya pursed her lips and clenched her fists nervously.

Old Taoist Yun Yi wanted to wave his hand and take the people away.

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows when he saw this, hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Yun Yi's arm, and said repeatedly: "Senior, wait a minute!"

Old Taoist Yun Yi frowned slightly, glanced at Qin Feng and said, "What else can you do, kid?"

"It's okay."

Qin Feng scratched his head and said with a smile: "I just want to remind you that in the next three years, you have to take care of my Zhiya. She is simple and easy to be bullied. You have to watch her!"

"Fuck your motherfucker!"

Old Taoist Yun Yi was very happy: "Who dares to bully the closed disciples of this Tao?

If anyone dares, I will dig up the graves of his eighteenth generation ancestors!"

Everyone: "..." The scene was very quiet for a while, and the atmosphere was a little strange.

The old Taoist Yun Yi was stunned for a moment, and he was also surprised to realize that he had gone too far with his words. His demeanor suddenly changed, and he once again looked like a calm and gentle master.

He shook the fly whisk, stroked his beard and said: "What I mean is that you can rest assured, no one dares to bully my disciples!"

The atmosphere at the scene relaxed a little, and An Zhiya's strange look at Master Yun Yi gradually dissipated.

"The seniors have said so, so we will definitely feel relieved."

Qin Feng nodded, but looked at An Zhiya and said: "Zhiya, you are alone on this trip. If you are bullied, you must keep it in your heart. When you become stronger, or when I come to find you,

We will pay you back a hundred and eighty times!"

"Um!"

An Zhiya nodded heavily: "I understand!"

Old Taoist Yun Yi was unhappy and raised his eyebrows repeatedly: "What nonsense are you talking about?

Do you not believe in the authority of this Tao?

I have said it before, no one in this world dares to bully my disciple!"

"Hehe, aren't I trying to make my Zhiya become more thoughtful?"

Qin Feng sneered.

"snort!"

Old Taoist Yun Yi snorted, not bothering to expose Qin Feng too much. This guy made it clear that he didn't believe in his defense! It didn't matter, he was not a disciple of the Tao anyway.

Turning his eyes, Master Yun Yi looked at Qin Feng angrily and said: "What else can you do, kid?

Let’s make it clear once and for all, don’t do anything to me again!”

"There's nothing else going on."

Qin Feng thought for a while and suddenly smiled and said: "I just wanted to ask, where is Liu Sihan?"

Why don't you bring her with you?"

"Do you care about you?"

Old Taoist Yun Yi curled his lips arrogantly.

Qin Feng was speechless. It was too difficult for this old man to speak.

Old Taoist Yun Yi obviously had no interest in telling Qin Feng about Liu Sihan's current situation. After waiting for a while without seeing Qin Feng speak again, he waved his fly whisk: "Disciple, follow me as your master!"

The voice fell.

Before anyone in the hall could react, Old Master Yun Yi had already disappeared with An Zhiya in tow.

It's unpredictable, like an illusion!! In the void, An Zhiya's voice came: "Qin Feng, wait for me, I will definitely come back as soon as possible!"

There is also the strange laughter of the old Taoist Yun Yi: "Child Qin Feng, I am destined to you. Finally, I want to remind you that your disaster has not really come yet. Life or death depends on you!"

"My disaster?"

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows when he heard this and hurriedly asked: "Old man, please explain to me clearly, what kind of disaster am I in?"

No one responded.

Obviously, the old Taoist Yun Yi had already taken An Zhiya away.

Qin Feng felt ashamed and cursed repeatedly: "Leave half-way through your words, damn old man, curse you for choking on drinking tea every day!"

And Li Qiuxue and others finally came to their senses.

They glanced at the door angrily, and then ran to Qin Feng one by one, frowning and worried: "Qin Feng, the old Taoist priest said you are still in trouble..." Before the girls could finish speaking, Qin Feng

Feng waved his hand: "What kind of disaster is this?

Don't listen to his nonsense, he probably just doesn't like me and wants to scare me."

The beautiful eyes of the few women flickered and they looked at each other, thinking that the weird old Taoist priest would be such an old and unruly person.

The so-called disaster is, after all, too distant and mysterious for them.

So they didn't think too much, came back to their senses, looked around, and couldn't help but sigh.

Especially Lin Jing, whose face was full of reluctance and longing: "If Zhiya is gone, I should be happy to have less competitors in the future, but why do I feel so empty in my heart?"

Qin Wei and Qiu Mengdie also lowered their beautiful eyes, obviously having the same mood.

Li Qiuxue breathed out softly and said: "Don't sigh. This opportunity is a good thing for Zhiya. It's not gone forever. We should be happy for her."
Chapter completed!