Immortal, save me!

Qin Haisheng looked at him with some doubts, then looked at Luo Jin and the two of them. Seeing Luo Jin smiling and nodding at him, he was relieved and said, "Oh, okay."

It was still early, so Qin Haisheng and the others took them around the house.

The Qin Mansion is very large, with carved beams and painted buildings, pavilions, pavilions, and nine-curved corridors. Each of them is carefully designed, and each window has a different scenery.

Qin Haisheng asked curiously: "By the way, why are you going to Tianyan Sect? Do you want to become a disciple of Tianyan Sect?"

It would be great if that was the case. Then he could ask his father to write a letter of recommendation to the head of the Tianyan Sect.

Luo Jin shook his head: "We are going to visit old friends and have no intention of becoming disciples of Tianyan Sect."

Qin Haisheng was a little disappointed: "That's a pity."

Qin Mingyue caught a word in Luo Jin's words and asked doubtfully: "Old friend?"

Luo Jin nodded. He looked at Mo Yin and said, "A Yin's friends are there. They also came to Xuanling Continent last time."

Hearing this, the two of them began to think thoughtfully. Unfortunately, they were only in their teens and had limited experience, so they really couldn't figure out who Luo Jin was talking about.

At this time, in Tianyan Sect, the old friend Luo Jin talked about was sitting at the table and looking at the divination results.

I don't know what I saw, but I couldn't help but have a smile on my face.

Not long after returning from Xuanling Continent, the sect became aware of his relationship with the traitor and wanted to punish him and expel him from the Tianyan Sect. Wang Youyin stopped him in front of him and said directly to the sect leader: Master is here, I Just now, you want to expel the master? OK, I'll go with him.

As a talented disciple of the sect's decathlon, how could the sect let him go? They could only keep Wen Junyao, but said that punishment was indispensable.

Wang Youyin did not explain much, but stood in front of him during the execution, and received a hundred lashes. The sect had no choice but to remove Wen Junyao from his position, and made him think about his mistakes behind closed doors. When would he realize his mistakes and when would he be relieved? Confinement.

With Wang Youyin here, this confinement was equivalent to an indefinite period. In the end, Wang Youyin took the initiative to assume the position of the leader of the Divination Peak, and the confinement time was shortened.

Wen Junyao knew clearly in his heart that he was now worthy of the Tianyan Sect. Although no one in the sect surpassed him in divination, his disciple's ability was above him, so he was relieved of his position. It is best for the sect to have Wang Youyin in charge.

He looked at the hexagram and sighed. After all, this was not his home. Even though he had stayed in Xianling Continent for hundreds of years, he still had no sense of belonging. So, after returning to Xuanling Continent, why did he choose to come back? Woolen cloth?

The door opened behind him, and someone stepped in. The person hugged him from behind and said in a tired voice: "Master, what are you thinking about?"

Wen Junyao turned around and looked at Wang Youyin's beautiful eyebrows. His phoenix eyelids were slightly raised as he looked at the hexagrams on the table with a deep look in his eyes.

"That's a good prediction. What is Master planning?"

Wen Junyao didn't hide anything from him, and couldn't hide it from him. He put away the things on the table and said, "Brother Mo is coming."

Wang Youyin turned his face, looked directly into his eyes and said, "Master, are you happy?"

Wen Junyao: "Happy."

Wang Youyin felt a knot in his heart and snorted coldly: "It would be great if I killed him and Master would be so happy."

Wen Junyao: "You know that's impossible."

Of course Wang Youyin knew it was impossible, but he was still very measured and would not really piss off his master, except on the bed.

"I'm tired, Master, please help me."

Wang Youyin moved the table away with one palm, rested his head on Wen Junyao's legs, and at the same time grabbed his hand and put it on his temple.

Seeing Wang Youyin close his eyes, Wen Junyao did not refuse and helped him hold him down.

Wang Youyin's talent is extremely high, and his cultivation has grown far faster than other disciples. Therefore, he is the one who is most affected when his cultivation is suppressed, and it even affects his body.

After a while, Wang Youyin opened his eyes and looked at him, and said: "I will be away for some time from tomorrow. Master, please stay here peacefully. Don't run away. If anything happens, send me a message."

Wen Junyao looked at him quietly: "But for cultivation?"

Wang Youyin said "hmm".

He didn't want to go, but Cheng Jinrong agreed to his request. As long as he succeeded, he would not embarrass Wen Junyao in the future.

Cheng Jinrong is the head of the Tianyan Sect and a member of the Cheng family, one of several major immortal cultivating families.

Wang Youyin didn't take him seriously, but the master was under his control, so he could only endure it for the time being.

In fact, leaving here is the best choice.

"Master, have you ever thought about leaving the Fairy Continent and joining me?"

Wen Junyao looked at him without saying anything. After a moment, he said: "As the old saying goes, a monk can't escape the temple if he can run away. You are from here. Even if you leave this continent, you will still be shackled and not free."

That trip to the Xuanling Continent proved that even though he was far away from the Fairy Spirit Continent, the way of heaven here still had a profound influence on Wang Youyin.

Wang Youyin curled her lips and smiled: "Master, are you worried about me?"

Wen Junyao: "No."

Wang Youyin stood up and kissed his heart, saying in a dull voice: "My heart and my mouth are not in agreement."

He picked up Wen Junyao, turned around and walked towards the bed.

Wen Junyao: "..."

If you can't resist, you can only get used to it...

Early the next morning, Luo Jin and others set off on the crane.

Luo Jin rubbed the crane's feathers with her fingertips and sighed, "This crane is very convenient for traveling."

Qin Haisheng smiled when he heard this and said: "Of course, this is a flying beast that is necessary for travel. It requires special methods to raise it."

Luo Jin: "Then is this unique to the Qin family?"

Qin Haisheng: "No, several other families and the Tianyan Sect and the Yuling Sect have them."

Luo Jin nodded: "That's it."

Mo Yin looked at him thoughtfully.

Luo Jin noticed his gaze, leaned over and whispered: "What are you looking at, A Yin? Am I too good-looking, and A Yin is fascinated by it?"

Mo Yin raised his hand and put it on his cheek, pinching it gently: "It's a bit thick."

Luo Jin was dissatisfied. What happened if this person praised him? Can't you just admit it according to his words? ! Not only did they not praise him, they also called him shameless, huh!

Luo Jin turned her back to him and raised her head to meet the novel eyes of the two people in front of her.

Luo Jin: "..."

He rubbed his face nonchalantly and said with a smile, "The shape of the cloud in front is really beautiful."

After hearing this, the two turned their heads and looked, which cloud?

Luo Jin said regretfully: "It's a pity that we are lagging behind. That shape is quite rare. It is actually the shape of a piece of wood."

When the two heard this, they asked in confusion: "What's so good about wood?"

However, after this incident, they no longer looked at Luo Jin. Instead, they looked at the clouds, trying to find a different shape.

Mo Yin stared at the back of Luo Jin's head, recalling the word "wood", so A Jin was saying that he didn't understand the style?

He laughed and leaned forward to hold the young man in his arms. Luo Jin did not struggle, but relaxed her body and leaned back.