Since the sect competition ended hastily that day, everyone seemed to have embarked on a life of cultivation and searching for resources.
Di Yange is still giving Yi Yuehua the first stage of treatment.
The problem was that Yi Yuehua came back with some injuries every day, and the treatment had already lasted for more than forty-nine days.
If this continues, the chances of sequelae in the future will be very high.
How could she get him to behave himself and stop running around?
Should we break his legs and then imprison him?
Hehe, the main reason is that I can’t beat him.
Then I can only rely on being cute.
So when Yi Yuehua was about to go out, Di Yange stopped her.
She looked at Yi Yuehua and blinked innocently: "Master, where are you going? I have some questions about cultivation that I want to ask you."
This was the first time that Di Yange asked him for advice on cultivation.
Yi Yuehua immediately decided to solve Di Yange's confusion first.
He looked at Di Yange with doubtful eyes.
And Di Yange also blinked and looked at him innocently.
The two just looked at each other in silence.
One didn't know how to start, and the other was thinking about what questions to ask.
Finally, Di Yange said, "Master, what is this on my face? I can't feel its existence at all, as if this face is natural. Even if I pinch my face to leave a mark, the mark is very obvious."
"I don't know. I got it by chance."
Yi Yuehua's words were still as simple and clear as ever.
The two fell silent again in an instant.
Di Yange smiled awkwardly: "Master, why don't you tell me how to use spiritual power to practice?"
Yi Yuehua looked at her suspiciously and began to explain.
It is hard to imagine that someone like him could speak at such length.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Di Yange felt drowsy after listening to it.
"Yan'er!"
There was a hint of anger in Yi Yuehua's voice.
Di Yange was awakened, still a little confused.
"Master, you've been so kind to me, and I have nothing to repay you with. Why don't I cook you a meal?"
Before Yi Yuehua agreed, Di Yange ran out to cook.
Yi Yuehua felt that this was a rare act of filial piety from his disciple, so he decided to finish his meal before leaving.
However, after a while, he heard a loud explosion not far away, accompanied by the shrill cries of those pets.
His brows couldn't help but jump.
I always feel like something bad is going to happen.
Sure enough, the stench was so strong that even someone like Yi Yuehua, who never showed much expression, changed her expression drastically.
Until the smell became stronger and stronger, Di Yange came over with a basin in his hand, his face covered in black and gray.
The closer you get, the stronger the smell becomes.
The taste seemed familiar, similar to the thing he brought back to the sect leader before.
Yi Yuehua's brows furrowed even tighter.
"Master, this is the most successful thing I have ever done."
Looking at Di Yange's expectant eyes, Yi Yuehua had no choice but to pick up his chopsticks and take a bite. Suddenly, his face was almost unable to hold back.
Even the onlookers were worried about him.
Fortunately, at this time, a disciple hurried over.
"What's that smell?" But now was obviously not the time to discuss this. He said anxiously, "Grandmaster, Grandmaster Feng Meng accidentally fell into an ancient formation. Grandmaster told you not to worry too much. Grandmaster and the other Grandmasters from Qianzhen Peak have already gone there."
Upon hearing the news, Yi Yuehua excitedly put down her chopsticks.
He summoned his flying sword and quickly disappeared in front of her.
The speed was so fast that Di Yange was stunned for a while.
So she had no choice but to take out a broken wooden board and chase after him.
This ancient formation is a good thing.
She might be able to use this formation to trap Yi Yuehua inside, and then let her do whatever she wants.
The more Di Yange thought about it, the more excited he became.
After all her inquiries, she finally found the ancient formation.
There are quite a few people gathered here.
Most of them were disciples of Qianzhen Peak, but she did not see Yi Yuehua.
"Who's there?"
The disciples of Qianzhen Peak discovered that someone was coveting them and immediately scolded them.
"Senior Brother, I am..."
Before Di Yange could finish, Feng Yi said, "You are the loser with good luck. I know you."
Seeing that the other party was so rude, Di Yange would not try to flatter him.
"Heh. I'm trash, so aren't you even worse than trash?"
Di Yange looked at Feng Yi with mocking eyes.
No one can stand this kind of look.
Feng Yi wanted to attack immediately.
Fortunately, a disciple stopped him.
"Junior brother, the uncle is coming soon, don't be impulsive."
After hearing the news, Feng Yi still endured it.
Di Yange walked towards the formation with boredom.
At this time, another disciple said, "Hey, Uncle Master, please be careful. This formation combines a killing array, a trapping array, and an illusion array into one. Even Uncle Master Chihua fell into it."
Di Yange seemed to care, but Feng Yi looked at Di Yange's broken hand with disdain.
"If a cripple like you really cared about Senior Uncle Chihua, you should have left the sect long ago. You're clearly a waste, yet you're still dragging Senior Uncle down with you. I heard Senior Uncle Chihua exchanged for the Duanxu Pill, but it's a pity he didn't do it for you."
"You keep calling him Uncle Chihua. Could it be that you like him?"
Di Yange was not annoyed. His playful eyes and frivolous smile filled his hatred to the maximum.
Feng Yi's face flushed red instantly, and he was furious: "What nonsense are you talking about? I have nothing but respect for my uncle."
"Oh? Seeing you so anxious, I thought you liked him and wanted to practice dual cultivation with him. If you don't like him, why are you so anxious? Is it because you like him and don't want anyone to know? Or is it because your likes..."
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