You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

Things turned out as Fang Yan expected.

He and Murong Lingyun were invited to the living room by the disciples of Ziyun Temple.

I thought Taoist Ziyun would come to meet them soon.

Unexpectedly, the two of them waited for more than half an hour before Taoist Ziyun slowly appeared.

This Taoist Ziyun looks kind-hearted and has a fairy-like demeanor.

He looks to be in his fifties, but is actually several hundred years old.

He has eleven wives and dozens of children.

Among the disciples of Ziyun Temple, hundreds of disciples are his descendants.

The youngest grandson is in his thirties.

This is why Taoist Ziyun wanted to marry Murong Lingyun and why Long Fei scolded him.

As soon as Taoist Ziyun entered, Fang Yan and Murong Lingyun quickly stood up and saluted to say hello.

Fang Yan saluted very politely: "Junior Fang Yan, I have met my senior..."

Murong Lingyun also said quickly: "Junior Murong Lingyun, I have met my senior..."

Taoist Ziyun didn't even look at Fang Yan.

Instead, his eyes glanced at Murong Lingyun.

With just one glance, Taoist Ziyun couldn't help but feel his blood boiling up and his heart itching unbearably...

Although he was thinking about dirty things in his mind, Taoist Ziyun's face was serious.

He turned his head and ignored Fang Yan and Murong Lingyun.

Instead, he stepped to the main seat, picked up the teacup on the table and drank tea.

I drank a bowl of tea for a long time.

Taoist Ziyun then put down his tea cup and pretended to say, "What are you two juniors doing here at Ziyun Temple?"

Fang Yan was not angry at Taoist Ziyun's neglect.

He took a step forward and said with a smile on his face: "Junior sister and I came here this time under the orders of my master and my uncle."

"It's mainly to apologize to my seniors..."

After saying that, Fang Yan turned to look at Murong Lingyun and said, "Junior sister, you haven't presented the prepared gift to senior yet."

Murong Lingyun quickly stepped forward and presented a storage bag to Taoist Ziyun with both hands.

Murong Lingyun said: "Senior, this is the kindness given to you by my master and my uncle. Please don't be angry with my master."

Taoist Ziyun looked at Murong Lingyun's slender and white hands and wished he could hold them in his hands and play with them immediately.

He resisted the impulse in his heart.

With a slight flick of his index finger, the storage bag in Murong Lingyun's hand floated into his hand.

Taoist Ziyun originally thought that the Second Holy Island would not give him any too expensive gifts.

At most, it's just some spirit stones.

But when he opened the storage bag and took a look, Taoist Ziyun's heart trembled.

"Good guy, there are so many treasures in there."

"The Second Holy Island is too generous, isn't it?"

"If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. What are these two holy islands planning?"

Although my heart is full of reluctance.

But Taoist Ziyun calmly threw the storage bag back to Murong Lingyun and said, "Who do you two holy islands think I am, Ziyun?"

"Do you really think that if I receive some benefits from you, you will forget the humiliation I suffered on the Second Holy Island?"

"You two are juniors, I won't embarrass you."

"Take your things back and tell your master."

"I have to apologize and let him come in person, otherwise my Ziyun Temple will not welcome you people from the Second Holy Island..."

Murong Lingyun was scolded by Taoist Ziyun and was immediately at a loss.

This is what people say.

How can they have the nerve to hang around here?

It seems that the matter of using yin and yang to scissor cannot be discussed.

She looked at Fang Yan and asked with her eyes: "Brother, what should we do? Shall we go back?"

Fang Yan often walks around outside and knows much more about the world of people than Murong Lingyun.

If Taoist Ziyun really did not welcome them, he would not invite them into Ziyun Temple.

The reason why he said that.

It's nothing more than trying to figure out their purpose.

Fang Yan stepped forward and pulled Murong Lingyun back, then smiled and said, "Senior."

"I feel ashamed to say it. In fact, in addition to apologizing for our master this time, we also have a merciless request..."

Taoist Ziyun sneered in his heart: "As expected."

He picked up the teacup on the table and took a slow sip of tea, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh?"

"Do you, the Second Holy Island, still need my help?"

"This is really weird."

"I would like to hear what trouble you have encountered."

Fang Yanpian smiled and said: "Actually, it's not a big deal."

"I have a friend who got his arm wrapped around a magic weapon and couldn't break free."

"Senior Suwen, you have a precious yin-yang scissor. This scissor can be cut without anything."

"That's why I took the liberty to come here and want to borrow your yin and yang scissors..."

Taoist Ziyun looked at Fang Yan suspiciously and said, "Is it such a small thing?"

This matter is indeed a trivial matter to Taoist Ziyun.

Borrowing the yin and yang scissors, it’s just a matter of hands...

But what Taoist Ziyun couldn't figure out was.

For such a small thing, Ershengdao was actually willing to give out so many expensive gifts.

He also asked Fang Yan and Murong Lingyun to come to him to apologize.

This is too strange.

Fang Yan quickly said: "He is a deceased friend of mine, otherwise I would not dare to trouble you, senior."

Taoist Priest Ziyun weighed the pros and cons.

I wanted to be angry, but I couldn't bear to part with so many gifts.

His eyes glanced at Murong Lingyun twice.

Some of them said with undying intentions: "I see."

"I thought it was some big deal."

When Fang Yan heard that there was a way, he quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Senior is very open-minded and does not care about past grudges. He is really a role model for the juniors to learn from."

"Junior would like to thank senior for this."

"My master and master will definitely come to visit me someday..."

Taoist Ziyun waved his hand and said hurriedly: "Don't say thank you yet. This matter is neither big nor small."

"It depends on the sincerity of your Second Holy Island..."

Fang Yan frowned slightly and asked, "Senior, what do you mean by this?"

Taoist Ziyun said nonsense seriously: "I made an oath."

"I want to give this yin-yang scissors as a betrothal gift to my twelfth wife."

"How come this love token can be borrowed so easily?"

"Fang Yan, go back and discuss this matter with your master..."

Fang Yan was stunned when he heard this.

He looked at Taoist Ziyun in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, Taoist Ziyun is still thinking about his junior sister?

Wasn't it bad enough that he was scolded by his master last time?

How could a man of his age have the nerve to speak a second time?

Fang Yan was completely speechless.

Even though he has a hundred ideas, he doesn't know what to say.

Murong Lingyun turned pale with anger.

She said without hesitation: "Senior, to be honest, I already have someone in my heart."

"This yin and yang scissors are used to save my future husband."

"Senior, I also ask that for the sake of the long-term friendship between Ersheng Island and Ziyun Temple, you will not hesitate to lend us the treasure."

"Ling Yun will never forget the great kindness of his predecessors..."

When I heard Murong Lingyun speak so directly.

Fang Yan knew it was over.

I will definitely not be able to borrow the yin and yang scissors this time.

Sure enough, after listening to Murong Lingyun's words, Taoist Priest Ziyun's face immediately became extremely ugly.

He slammed the tea cup on the table to the ground and said angrily: "I don't know how to lift someone up."

"No borrowing..."