Chapter 362 Strange Bird Brings Wealth

Chapter 362 Strange Birds Bring Wealth

Before dawn, Yang Ling'er tiptoed out of the cave. Ye Xiaochuan was so advanced in cultivation that he could sense any movement around him.

Ye Xiaochuan, who was sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the cave, squinted his eyes and secretly looked at Yang Ling'er who was like a thief.

"Mr. Yang, are you planning to just leave like this? Are you abandoning Baili after having an affair?"

Ye Xiaochuan keenly felt that Yang Ling'er didn't seem to come out to relieve herself, but wanted to run away before dawn.

Yang Ling'er was startled by Ye Xiaochuan's voice, glanced at Ye Xiaochuan, and said, "My story with Baili is not what you think. I will leave at dawn, and I always feel a little weird in my heart. I don't want you to wave goodbye with tears and snot. I'd better leave secretly. We will meet again at Duantian Cliff in half a month."

Ye Xiaochuan looked at Yang Ling'er suspiciously, scratched his head, and considered whether to let Yang Ling'er go now.

At this moment, the little guy sleeping in his arms poked out his ugly little head, blinked his two big blue eyes, and looked at Yang Ling'er curiously.

Yang Ling'er was stunned and said, "What's in your arms?"

Ye Xiaochuan took the little guy out of his arms, held it in his palm, and said with a smile, "This is a little bird I got at night. It just hatched. It's a little ugly, but maybe it will become an eagle when it grows up. I plan to keep it for fun. By the way, I have to give it a name. Mr. Yang, you read a lot, what do you think is a better name for it?"

Yang Ling'er rolled her eyes. The bird in Ye Xiaochuan's hand was really ugly and rustic. What's the point of keeping such a bird?

So, she said, "This bird is so rustic, you can call it Xiaotu."

Ye Xiaochuan immediately shook his head and said, "No, no, I know an old monkey in Cangyun Mountain, its name is Xiaotu. This bird has yellow fur all over its body, just like gold, ah, got it, its name is Wangcai!"

Yang Linger almost fainted, she really couldn't figure out what direct and inevitable connection there was between the yellow fur and the name Wangcai.

"You can call it whatever you want. I'm leaving. Please say goodbye to Baili and Jiesexing for me."

Ye Xiaochuan liked the name Wangcai more and more. He was teasing Wangcai. He waved to Yang Ling'er like chasing away flies and said, "Let's go. We will leave Fenghuang Mountain after dawn. The mountains don't change, but the water changes. We will meet again on Duantian Cliff in half a month. If I meet you on the ring then, don't blame me for being ruthless and beating you to pieces."

Yang Ling'er raised her middle finger to Ye Xiaochuan. She would never do anything to undermine her status as a saint. In the past few months with Ye Xiaochuan and others, it was not out of place to raise her middle finger.

Then, Yang Ling'er turned her head to look at the cave, looked at the familiar valley, turned into a green light, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

The next day, Baili Yuan was not surprised by Yang Ling'er's sudden departure. The two of them lived in a stone room. When Yang Ling'er left quietly last night, how could she escape her ears and eyes?

Jiese didn't see Yang Ling'er early in the morning, so he looked around for a while.

Ye Xiaochuan saw this and said, "Don't look for him anymore. Young Master Yang left before dawn. Who does he think he is? He acted like a woman. I thought he would cry when he said goodbye?"

Jiese opened his mouth, but finally swallowed what he wanted to say. He really wanted to see what kind of expression Ye Xiaochuan would have when he found out about Yang Ling'er's true identity.

Ye Xiaochuan showed off Wangcai everywhere, and first showed it to Jiese. Jiese only said one word, ugly. Ye Xiaochuan scolded Jiese for not only having aesthetic problems, but also psychological problems.

Then he showed it to Baili Yuan. Baili Yuan didn't say it was ugly as Wangcai did. She looked up and down at Wangcai squatting on top of Ye Xiaochuan's head and said three words: So disgusting.

When one person said Wangcai was ugly, Ye Xiaochuan thought that person was probably deceiving him, but when everyone said Wangcai was ugly, Ye Xiaochuan had to raise his middle finger to everyone, feeling that the whole world was deceiving him.

He also thought Wangcai was ugly and disgusting last night, but now the more he looked at him, the better he felt. He was just furry and yellow-brown, like a pile of shit.

At the same time, about 800 miles northwest of Fenghuang, there was a small lake. To the south of the lake was a rolling forest, lush and green. By the Mid-Autumn Festival, the branches and leaves of the trees had not yet turned yellow.

In the depths of the woods, there were two small thatched houses, and it was unknown how many years they had been built here.

In one of the thatched houses, there was a long wooden table with an ancient zither on it. Yun Qiyou, dressed in white, sat cross-legged on one side of the table, and on the other side sat an octogenarian with white hair and beard.

This old man turned out to be Yun Yazi.

Yunyazi looked at Yun Qiyou in front of him with satisfaction. He was obsessed with cultivation and swordsmanship all his life and did not accept any disciples. Meeting Yun Qiyou in his later years was the proudest thing in his life.

However, until now, Yunyazi has not accepted Yun Qiyou as a disciple. There is a big difference in seniority. If Yunyazi really accepts Yun Qiyou as a disciple, how will Jingshui, who is far away in Cangyun Sect, deal with it? Should she call Yun Qiyou Junior Sister or Disciple?

Not to mention, there are many young people in Cangyun Sect this generation. If every young disciple calls Yun Qiyou "Uncle Master", the scene will be chaotic.

Yunyazi has been traveling around the world for hundreds of years and is used to being lazy. He does not want to be bound or worried. This situation is what he is most happy to see.

Isn't it wonderful to have a successor to my cultivation without any hindrance?

He said slowly: "For more than four months, I have taught you everything I have learned in my life. There is nothing left for you to teach. You can go now."

Yun Qiyou said: "Thank you, uncle master, for teaching me the supreme magic. At this moment, heroes from all over the world are gathering in Tianshan. The head uncle master will also go there. Why don't you go with me?"

Yun Yazi smiled and shook his head, saying: "I am old and can't walk anymore. I just want to walk more in the remaining years of my life and see more of this flashy world. It is much happier than going to Duantian Cliff to watch the fighting and killing. Now your cultivation is very high, the eighth level of spiritual silence, worthy of Combined with the Dust-Slaying Divine Weapon in your hand, I'm afraid no one among the younger generation of disciples in the world can be your opponent. You must remember that if you want to comprehend the third level of the sword, you must see through reincarnation, see through life, see through the essence of the sword, and see through the great way of the universe. Your future path is not about how high your attainments in the Yin-Yang Dao are, but in the Xuanjin Sword Intentions and the Music. Now you have made some progress in the Xuanjin Sword Intentions and have also entered the door to the Music. You need to practice more in the future. In another ten years, you will be able to comprehend the mystery of the Music, and then you may be able to activate the most powerful power of the Demon-Suppressing Guqin."