I, Panda, am super fierce!

After the discussion on this matter, Master Feiyun will also write a handwritten reply. Although Tai Yanzong is not prepared to wade into this muddy water, as a member of a loose alliance, he always has to express himself.

But it's not urgent.

The real person put down the things in his hands and talked about another matter.

"Chen Jin is not young, you need to be careful when you two get along."

"It's really not small."

Master Feiyun heard this, but before he could be satisfied, he heard Si Heng say again: "It's time to be able to join the dual cultivation."

"Double cultivation?" Daoist Feiyun was surprised, then frowned and said, "No, losing Yuanyang too early will not be beneficial for cultivation."

Si Heng said: "The higher the cultivation level of the double cultivation target, the greater the benefit to the body, and the lost Yuan Yang can always be made up from other places."

Master Feiyun didn't understand what he said: "Where are you going to find a Taoist companion with advanced cultivation for Chen Jin?"

He turned his head in disapproval, but saw a smile on Si Heng's face, that smile was so different that even the corners of his eyes and brows seemed to be full of infinite affection.

Master Feiyun's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition.

Seeing the suspicion in Master Feiyun's eyes, Si Heng suppressed the smile from the corner of his eyes, and replied: "I have found it, that person is the disciple."

"What are you?" Reverend Feiyun didn't understand at first, but after passing the words in his mouth for a while, he recalled the meaning.

He froze for a moment, pointed at Si Heng: "Say it again!"

Si Heng repeated: "The disciple said that Chen Jin's dual-cultivation partner is me." He faced Master Feiyun and knelt down on his knees: "The disciple wants to hold a joint registration ceremony with Chen Jin, and I hope my uncle will allow it."

"This is impossible!"

Daoist Feiyun never thought that the most reassuring junior would do such a rebellious thing.

Master-student incest, this is going to become the laughing stock of the entire cultivation world!

He was angry and anxious, his chest heaved violently, the aura around him was affected by Master Feiyun's emotions, and became fierce, easily cut the cassock Si Heng was wearing, and left several gashes on his face.

After turning back and forth in the hall for a few times, Master Feiyun barely suppressed the anger in his heart, faced Si Heng and asked, "Did that apprentice of yours seduce you?"

People always have close relatives. In Feiyun's heart, one is the master and apprentice he personally raised, and the other is the disciple and grandchildren who have not met a few times and are not very satisfied at the beginning. The balance in his heart is already biased.

It didn't work out as expected, and the words of the person behind him made it even more difficult for him to accept: "The disciple took advantage of Chen Jin's young age and came here by threats and lures."

"you!"

If Master Feiyun's anger could be suppressed before, he completely lost his mind when he heard this sentence.

The spiritual energy gathered, and a long whip emerged from his hand. Master Feiyun waved his sleeve, and the tail of the whip licked Si Heng's chest, exploding bloodstains.

"You try again!"

Si Heng knelt there, his back still straight: "It was the disciple who took advantage of Chen Jin's young age and threatened and lured him, so he had no choice but to obey me."

"You scoundrel!" Daoist Feiyun said angrily, and with another wave of his hand, a new whip mark appeared on the man's body: "Today I will teach you a good lesson for your master."

Si Heng didn't say a word, let the tail of the whip touch the body again and again, Master Feiyun whipped him several times, and then asked a question, but from the beginning to the end, his answer didn't change.

As the sky gradually darkened, the lotus lantern in the hall automatically lit up, and the dim light shone on the person, casting out the shadow of the old man.

There is almost no good place on Si Heng's body. He is physically strong, but in front of Master Feiyun, he has no strength to resist.

The force of law applied to the long whip made the wound not easy to heal. Overlapping it again and again, the original not too deep wound was almost visible.

"Do you want to change it?" Master Feiyun asked again.

"The disciple has no shame in his heart, why should he change?" Si Heng chuckled lightly, his movements when speaking pulled the wound, and his whole body trembled with pain.

Zhen Feiyun's anger has almost disappeared, and he knows that if he asks again, there will be no other results.

This kind of questioning can only have the opposite effect, and the nephew in front of him is not the innocent boy he was back then.

This matter has to be discussed in the long run.

Master Feiyun was a little thankful that he had just agreed to Si Heng's request to go to the Western Continent. This trip would take at least a few years, and such a long separation was enough for the two of them to forget about this bad relationship and return to their original positions.

Even if Si Heng still can't forget...

He can always make Chen Jin forget.

Thinking of this, Master Feiyun stopped what he was doing, just at this moment there was a knock on the door, and the little boy said from outside: "Sect Master."

"What's the matter?"

"Uncle Chen Jin has something to ask Uncle Xuanzheng."

Master Feiyun felt agitated when he heard the name now, and he saw worry on Si Heng's face as expected.

He turned to the door and said, "Let him wait." Then he turned around and said, "Why, do you think the uncle will make things difficult for your little apprentice?"

Si Heng bowed his head: "Disciple dare not."

"What else are you afraid of? Master-student incest can be done." Master Feiyun laughed angrily as he spoke, and the long whip turned into spiritual energy again, and he shook his hand: "That's all , I can't control you either."

He said: "Don't hang around in front of me, pack up tomorrow and go to the Western Continent."

Si Heng bowed his head: "Disciple obeys."

After Master Feiyun finished speaking, he withdrew the power of the law, and the wound on Si Heng's body returned to normal almost instantly. He took out another piece of clothing to change for himself, bowed to Master Feiyun to the end, turned and walked out the door.

Yi Zhou waited outside, and greeted him almost the moment the door opened.The boy looked him over from top to bottom, and frowned when he saw the clothes that were different from before, but he didn't ask any questions on the spot.

After all, this is someone else's territory, so it's better to go back and talk if you have anything to say.

Si Heng closed the door, took a step forward and hugged him, and after stepping out, he had already reached Feilai Peak.

After stepping on the top of Feilai Peak, Yi Zhou asked, "Did you quarrel with Master Uncle?"

Si Heng asked, "Why do you think so?"

Yi Zhou pointed at him: "You changed your clothes." Then he went up to his neck and took a sniff: "You still smell of blood."

The smell of blood was so weak that it was easily overlooked by others. If Yi Zhou hadn't been held in his arms before, she wouldn't have been able to smell it.

He had a bad feeling, his hands fell on Si Heng's waist, he unbuttoned his belt, and after pulling off his coat, he stretched out his hands to his inner coat.

Even if he knew that Yi Zhou's actions were not mixed with any distracting thoughts, Si Heng couldn't bear it a bit. He held the hand that was about to reach for his clothes, raised his eyebrows and said, "You are still young, so don't worry about the double cultivation."

Yi Zhou acted as if he didn't understand, and took off his underwear again.

The man's upper body is naked, and what is exposed outside are perfectly shaped muscles. It is not exaggerated, but it can make people feel the vigorous strength in it.

Yi Zhou didn't have the extra eyes to appreciate the scene. He glanced at him, then turned back, and after confirming that there were no wounds, he stretched out his hand to his underpants.

"Don't make trouble." How could Si Heng let him take it off? He grabbed the boy's hand and pulled him in front of him: "I'm fine, don't worry, it's just that I was tested by my uncle before, and I broke a little." It's just skin."

"Really?" Yi Zhou was still a little suspicious.

"Really, if you don't believe me, I'll show you when I get back to the room." The smile on Si Heng's face gradually changed. He leaned forward and whispered in Yi Zhou's ear, "Just take it off and put it on again." It's not that easy."

These words are almost expressing that Yi Zhou is young and not as cheeky as an old man. He blinked his eyelashes, his cheeks and neck were all pink, turned his head and coughed and said: "I Believe me."

"Heh" A chuckle came from next to his ear, Si Heng let go of his hand, picked up the clothes and put them on himself.

Then he said to him: "Tomorrow I'm going out for a trip, I guess the time will not be short, you stay at home well, try not to interfere with outside affairs."

"Where are you going?" Yi Zhou asked, "Can I follow?"

Si Heng took his hand, kissed the corner of the boy's lips, and refused: "It's too dangerous there, you can't go."

He said it was dangerous, and Yizhou suddenly became nervous: "Which place is so dangerous? Can't we not go?"

"There is an order from the sect." Si Heng thought for a while and decided to tell the truth: "I am going to the Western Continent this trip to investigate the movements of the Demon Dao."

Facing the worried look on the young man's face, he comforted him, "Don't worry, I have a way to restrain my breath, and monks who are comparable to me can't tell the difference."

Yi Zhou said anxiously: "Then what if you meet someone with higher cultivation than you!"

"Did you forget that a fit cultivator was beheaded by my sword more than ten years ago?" Si Heng approached with a smile, swallowing the rest of the boy's words, their lips and teeth intertwined, full of love.

After a long time, his lips parted, and Yi Zhou said the remaining half of the sentence: "Then what if you meet a monk who returns to the void?"

"If Void Returning cultivators were so common, the Demonic Dao would have come here long ago."

Yi Zhou still disagreed, he said, "I don't want you to go."

"Hey, be good, someone has to go there." Si Heng put his palm on the back of Yi Zhou's neck: "I promise you, I will return safely, okay?"

"Not good." Yi Zhou didn't want to be obedient: "If you go to that kind of place, I will definitely be so worried that I won't be able to eat or sleep, and I won't be able to practice, and I will give birth to demons."

He stepped forward and hugged Si Heng's waist, and said softly: "Maybe I will be driven to the Western Continent before you come back, why don't you just take me there, I promise I won't hold you back."

Knowing that it was just Yi Zhou talking just to scare himself, Si Heng was still frightened by the result of his words. Just thinking of his beloved being entangled and tortured by demons every day, he almost started to riot with all his mana.

Sensing the abnormality of the people around him, Yi Zhou quickly stretched out his hand and patted him on the chest to comfort him: "Don't worry, what I'm talking about is just a possibility, it can't be taken as real."

The hands were tightly grasped, the grip was extremely tight, the back of the neck was pinched, and he was pressed to face another person, the lips were grinded and bitten as if someone was venting, and became swollen.

It wasn't until Yi Zhou couldn't take it anymore that he started to take a small breath, biting the teeth on his lower lip, and then left. The man in front of him stared at him with red eyes and said, "There is no such possibility!"

"There is no such possibility if you take me there." Putting his fingers on his lips, Yi Zhou gave Si Heng a light look, and said, "I am safer than you. No one will find it right."