Bai Yiyi thought to herself: "Why did these two sleep so late? Didn't they agree to get up early and travel today?"

After waiting for a long time, the two finally got up, and Bai Yiyi immediately found something wrong.

She found that the relationship between Lin Xing and Jing Shiyu seemed closer than yesterday.

"Hmm?" Bai Yiyi thought to herself, "Could it be that they did something secretly while I was asleep yesterday?"

"Is Jing Shiyu secretly giving Lin Xing lessons and teaching him skills, trying to establish a master-disciple relationship?"

Thinking of this, Bai Yiyi felt that her position as a master was becoming more and more precarious, but she was helpless in the face of Jing Shiyu who was eyeing her covetously.

"It's hateful. I am proficient in hundreds of martial arts, but Lin Xing specializes in Taoist skills, so I can't use my abilities now..."

Looking at the vast expanse of white, Lin Xing said, "The fog is so thick, how can we get in?"

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Naturally, Lin Xing and Jing Shiyu would not be able to perceive the thoughts in Bai Yiyi's mind.

"Oh, disciple." The middle-aged man laughed, and his eyes became kind when he looked at Lin Xing. He took Lin Xing's arm and began to ask about his well-being.

Lin Xing felt waves of spiritual thoughts constantly emanating from Jing Shiyu. Her eyes emitted a bright green light, as if they could see through the heavy fog, and led them around in the valley.

The three of them walked forward and arrived at a large courtyard at the back of the village.

"But you haven't learned the power of clairvoyance yet, let alone the divine eye or the dharma eye. I will take you in this time."

"Senior, long time no see."

"Oh? You also know about the second and third inheritances?"

"Shishu, your sister is back."

The middle-aged man looked at the puppet girl again and asked, "Who is this one?"

Then I saw Lin Xing and Jing Shiyu tied the horses aside.

He then glanced at Lin Xing again and frowned, "Who is this kid?"

From a distance, Lin Xing saw a middle-aged man lying on the roof, basking in the sun and snoring. A gurgling sound came from his body, like thunder, shaking the tiles around him slightly.

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"Come on, come on, let's eat together and let your mother cook a few dishes for you."

Jing Shiyu said helplessly: "When I met this man, he was seriously injured. After I saved him, he insisted that I was his daughter."

Jing Shiyu shook her head and said, "He has a problem with his brain. Every time someone tells me that I'm not his daughter, he can't hear it."

Lin Xing and Jing Shiyu came to a valley.

"Look, my dear, this is Shiyu's new apprentice. Isn't he a handsome man?"

But after they saw Jing Shiyu, they all relaxed and even took the initiative to greet Jing Shiyu. Lin Xing asked curiously, "Do they all know you?"

Only then did Lin Xing really see the other person's appearance. He was a tall man with gray hair on his temples and eyes as bright as stars.

The middle-aged man looked at Jing Shiyu with a smile, his tone revealing kindness.

Lin Xing said: "This is my friend."

As the group of three people stepped into the village, the refugees were very nervous and scared when they first saw the three people who suddenly appeared.

The middle-aged man next to him had no reaction at all, as if he couldn't hear what Jing Shiyu said.

"Shiyu, look at your brother. Has he grown a lot taller since the last time you came back?"

Jing Shiyu said, "He is the disciple I like."

Bai Yiyi, who was eavesdropping on the side, nodded secretly: "So that's how it is."

As Jing Shiyu's voice was heard, the middle-aged man who was still sleeping immediately opened his eyes, and fell from the roof in a flash.

"But legends are just legends. The great monk Kong'e has not left Shilin Temple for many years. Whether he has mastered the third inheritance, or even whether he is alive or dead, is already a mystery in the martial arts world."

Lin Xing turned to look at the puppet girl: "Hold my hand tightly."

After saying hello, the middle-aged man took Jing Shiyu and Lin Xing into the courtyard and laughed, "Wife! Look who's back!"

Even though he looks unkempt, he exudes a unique charm in every move.

Jing Shiyu said, "Have you forgotten the spiritual vision I taught you before? As long as you use my Taoist exploration skills, these thick fogs will be nothing."

The puppet girl raised her hand stiffly and followed Lin Xing in, while her other hand tightly grasped the cat doll.

The two rode side by side, continuing to rush towards their destination. Along the way, Jing Shiyu was like a teacher, answering Lin Xing's questions and helping him to better understand the current situation in the world and the various factions in the martial arts world...

"Shilin Temple does have a third lineage called 'Master'. Legend has it that a great monk Kong'e mastered this lineage thirty years ago."

Then he was seen walking in front of Jing Shiyu in a graceful manner, with his feet taking strange steps, leaving a series of afterimages.

"For now, I still have to master the puppet as soon as possible and gain more powerful strength, so that I can control my own destiny."

"Shiyu, why did you come to see me?"

"Hold my hand tight." Jing Shiyu stretched out her hand, grabbed Lin Xing and walked forward.

About half an hour later, the fog in front of them gradually dissipated, and a sunny pastoral village with green mountains and clear waters appeared before their eyes.

Jing Shiyu nodded and said, "Originally, this master wanted to live in seclusion without being disturbed. He not only found such a remote valley, but also set up a maze outside. This is so that he can avoid the chaos and live a free and easy life here alone."

Jing Shiyu nodded and said, "I also helped this expert in the beginning and rescued these refugees together with him, so they know me."

Looking at the valley filled with white mist, Jing Shiyu said, "This is it. The master I mentioned lives in seclusion in this valley."

Lin Xing was a little confused about the relationship between the other party and Jing Shiyu, and looked at Jing Shiyu in confusion and asked, "Who is he?"

Lin Xing was surprised and asked, "There is actually a village here?"

If we use Lin Xing’s own words to summarize, he is a handsome middle-aged man.

Two days passed quickly.

"So he rescued a group of refugees and took them to the valley, where the men farmed and the women wove. From then on, he didn't have to work every day, and all the dirty and tiring work was left to the villagers. In this way, he could live a carefree life with nothing to eat..."

The middle-aged man said kindly, "I am Shiyu's father, you can just call me uncle."

The middle-aged man patted Lin Xing on the shoulder and said, "Haha, they are bored staying in the village every day. They haven't been very talkative these days. Don't be surprised."

Lin Xing looked at the empty chairs and looked at Jing Shiyu in confusion.

Jing Shiyu shrugged helplessly: "I said he is sick and fantasizes about his family."

The middle-aged man's face changed, and he said unhappily: "Shiyu, why are you saying this again? Can't your mother and brother just sit here? Why are you pretending not to see it again?"

(End of this chapter)