The villain's nephew loves me too much [Transmigration Book]

For Yun Zhao and the disciples of Yunxianmen, this might just be an ordinary meal, because they ate better than this when they were at the top of the colorful clouds, and it was even richer.

But for the disciples of many sects, it is not as simple as a meal.

Because some sects advocate reducing clothing and vegetarianism, and achieve the purpose of cultivation through strict requirements on the body and will.And some sects advocate Qingxiu, do not eat whole grains, meat and vegetables, and only rely on drinking spring water and eating dried fruits to cultivate their body and mind.Some sects are even worse, only taking pills and drinking medicine

No matter how much these disciples practiced, they were still mortals. How could they bear to eat the wind and drink dew every day, and take pills and medicines?I have been patient for a long time in the sect, but now that I am tempted by the smell of food, I can't care about anything else.

Yun Zhao looked at the dark circle of people around him, all holding bowls waiting for food, and wanted to chase them away.With so many people, how much food does he have to cook, do you want to exhaust him to death?

But he couldn't speak for fear of being recognized.

I only heard one sect's disciple gobble up the food, and said vaguely: "Jiuliu, the chefs of your Yunxian sect are really good at cooking, and the food they cook is simply delicious, even better than the aunt who cooks in our sect... -m-much."

As he spoke, he opened his arms and stretched them to the sides vigorously, wanting to express his admiration for the "cook" of Yunxianmen.

The little disciples chewed with their mouths tightly shut, not daring to answer, because they felt the coldness on the back of their necks and knew that things were going to get worse.

I begged in my heart, "Shut up and eat quickly, don't talk too much, the cook you are talking about is our Uncle Yunzhao, whose cultivation level is probably higher than all of you, if Uncle Yunzhao gets angry, Not only do you have no food to eat, you probably won’t be able to eat food in the future.

Seeing more and more people coming over, Yun Zhao had no time to spare, his forehead was sweating from exhaustion, Lin Siyang patted the blind man's buttocks.

The blind man immediately swallowed the half-eaten grilled fish, jumped up, and with a sound of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Oops, the beast has gone mad."

Someone yelled, and everyone was frightened, and scattered away one after another, not daring to eat again.

This time, it was finally clean.

The little disciples glanced at Lin Siyang tremblingly, stayed away from Yun Zhao very tacitly, and ate less obediently and sensiblely.

When resting at night, Yun Zhao deliberately called Lin Siyang to stop and let Lin Siyang sleep with him.

"Are you planning to double cultivate with me?" Lin Siyang leaned on the door frame with folded arms, watching Yun Zhao make the bed.It is said that it is a bed, but it is actually very simple.

There were too many participants, and everything was kept simple. Some sects didn't even get a room, so they had to sleep outside.

Yun Zhao turned his head and gave him a supercilious look, then raised his foot and kicked backwards, "What are you thinking, is it possible?"

If it wasn't for Lin Siyang's safety and not letting him get in touch with monsters, he wouldn't be sharing the same bed with this brat.

Although, here is the Immortal Gate Conference, there are many immortal cultivators, and monsters can't get in, but we still have to take precautions and make sure nothing goes wrong.

"How is it impossible?" Lin Siyang walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, leaned back, stretched out his arms, covering the entire bed, then nodded his chin, indicating that if Yun Zhao wants to lie down, he should lie on his arms .

Yun Zhao snorted and stepped on it, successfully forcing Lin Siyang into the bed.

"Say it first, if you dare to get out of my way, I'll throw you out of the house, hey..."

Yun Zhao just wanted to say "feed the mosquitoes", but then realized that Lin Siyang was not afraid of mosquitoes at all, even mosquitoes were afraid of him.

Finally, he changed his words: "Hey beauty."

This time, many female disciples came to the Immortal Cultivation Conference, and all of them were as beautiful as flowers and jade.As soon as Lin Siyang appeared, he attracted the attention of many female disciples.

Lin Siyang couldn't help laughing, he didn't accept the beauty at all, and muttered: "Don't worry, although I want you very much, I will never use force."

"What did you say?" Yun Zhao asked without hearing clearly.

Lin Siyang: "I said, I will stick to the wall."

The wooden houses are all temporary, not only crude, but also poor in sound insulation, noisy on the left and right, and even more noisy outside the door.

It was the first time for many young disciples to participate in such a grand fairy gate meeting. The excitement had not yet passed, and they gathered in twos and threes to chat, laugh and exchange, and some simply sat around the stove for night chats.

Yun Zhao couldn't sleep at all.On the contrary, Lin Siyang slept soundly.However, the sleeping position was very bad, and after a while, he rolled to Yun Zhao's side, with his arms around his waist and one leg on his body, like an octopus.

Yun Zhao didn't care about him, but his heart was in a mess: If he double-cultivated, he would always share the same bed with him in the future, right?With this kid's bad sleeping position, who can endure it all the time?

On the second day, there was Lin Siyang's competition, and there were three consecutive competitions.

Lin Siyang has always liked to preemptively attack, take the initiative to attack, and use strong force value in one fell swoop to defeat the opponent with an absolute advantage, without giving the opponent the slightest chance to resist.

Therefore, anyone who competed with Lin Siyang lost embarrassingly.

So that later, after someone was drawn to a duel with him, before the fight started, they cried bitterly.

In the eyes of many people, Lin Siyang has become a complete beast, everyone is afraid, and they all question the vision of Yunxianmen for accepting disciples, how can they accept such a vicious disciple——

In the last competition, Lin Siyang's opponent was Yu Tianzong Zhao Mu.

Zhao Mu has always been strict with himself, and practiced diligently. In the past few years, his cultivation has not been shallow, and he has been in the limelight. He has always been a role model for all the immortals to learn from.

However, Lin Siyang cultivated deeper and won in the end.

After this battle, everyone was sure of one thing: Lin Siyang was definitely the leader of the younger generation, and no one was his opponent.

Yun Zhao didn't need to play at all, with Lin Siyang around, the position of "the head of the Immortal Sect" of Yunxian Sect was safe for the time being.

What's more, he didn't want to play.Yun Zhao's pain nerves are extremely sensitive, and he is especially afraid of pain, so he seldom touches others.

When the two sides fight, no matter how different their cultivation levels are, they will inevitably bump into each other. How can it be possible that there will be no pain at all?Unless you can unilaterally suppress the other party.But all the contestants are cultivators, and none of them are weak.

It's not that there is no need to compare, why bother to seek guilt?

Having nothing to do at leisure, Yun Zhao was wandering under the arena and met Daoist Mei Fei.

Yun Zhao just smiled faintly, nodded his head, and planned to leave.He is currently trying to keep a low profile and dare not talk to people casually.

What's more, this Taoist priest Mei Fei has traveled in Xiangwei country all year round, and knows a lot about Xiangwei country, and he must also know the Baihua clan. If he sees something, it will be bad.

Unexpectedly, Daoist Mei Fei took the initiative to stop him. Seeing that he was wearing the Yunxianmen school uniform and his cultivation was well hidden, he seemed quite interested in him.Yun Zhao had to deal with it carefully.

Daoist Mei Fei seemed cold and aloof, with a pure heart and few desires, but unexpectedly he was a witty and elegant person, with sharp words and eloquent words, which made Yun Zhao laugh out loud, and made this friend.

Yun Zhao talked with Daoist Mei Fei for a while, then turned his head and found that Lin Siyang had slipped off to nowhere after getting off the ring.

Yun Zhao bid farewell to Daoist Mei Fei and searched everywhere, but he couldn't find it. He couldn't help worrying, so he simply released all the seeking bees, hoping to find Lin Siyang as soon as possible.

He himself was not idle, and continued to search, but he did not expect to see Zhao Mu who was injured in a secluded place.

He was silently healing his wounds by himself, some wounds were on his back, and he couldn't reach them even after stretching out his hands a few times.Although the wound was not serious, it continued to bleed profusely, and it was swept by Lin Siyang's saber dragon tooth.

Yun Zhao couldn't help but touch his forehead.Lin Siyang, a brat, why did he strike so hard? Seeing that he was injured, it was just a contest, not a desperate effort.

He has always been soft-hearted. Seeing that the wound on Zhao Mu's back was bleeding and he couldn't apply the medicine himself, he couldn't help but walked over, took the medicine, and said calmly, "Let me help you."

He pretended to be so ugly now, thinking that Zhao Mu would not recognize him.

Zhao Mu did not recognize him, but just watched him take the medicine, silent for a long time, and said two words, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Yun Zhao helped him with the medicine, got up and left.

"Wait—" Zhao Mu suddenly stopped him.

Yun Zhao turned around: "What's wrong? Are there other wounds?"

Zhao Mu's stiff face was a little uncomfortable, he opened his mouth a few times, and finally asked, "My name is Zhao Mu, what about you?"

Yun Zhao waved his hand, "You're welcome, it's just a matter of little effort."

If you knew that I was the Yun Zhao that your nephew had been pestering all this time, wouldn't you have slashed me with a sword?I'm not asking for trouble.

Zhao Mu sat without moving until Yun Zhao's back disappeared around the corner.

After a while, Zhao Tianchong rushed over with someone, "Uncle, why are you hiding here? How is your injury? Let the doctor look at it for you."

Zhao Mu was dumbfounded, turning a deaf ear to everything around him.

Everyone is puzzled, what happened?

Zhao Mu was stunned for a long time, and said surprisingly, "I have met someone who is in my heart."

"Huh?" Mu Mu is enlightened?

Who can enlighten this wood?It must be a fairy, right?

"Uncle, who is she? Which sect? What's her name? Does she like you? You..." Zhao Tianchong couldn't hide his excitement, thinking, when my uncle has someone he likes, he won't have time to care him.

Zhao Mu finally turned his head to look at him, completely gone from his usual stern and solemn look, but a little dazed and lost, "He didn't say anything."

"Which sect?"

But everyone who comes to the Fairy Gate Conference is wearing the school uniform of the sect, you must know this.

Zhao Mu said surprisingly: "Yunxianmen."

Everyone: "..."

How about staying away from Yunxian Gate? ? ?