"Okay, go ahead, I'll wait for you here!"

Yun Wanrou squatted down and put Yangyang down.

Anyway, she can hear Yangyang's voice.

According to Yangyang's personality, once she succeeds, she will definitely complain in her heart.

"Qingyi, go!"

Seeing Yun Wanrou agreed, Yangyang hurried forward, pulled Qingyi and walked out.

It was as if Yun Wanrou would regret it if she walked too slowly.

The three people behind them looked at their leaving backs, their eyes filled with confusion.

Qing Cang scratched his head and looked at the two people beside him.

"Brother, do you know what Uncle Master left for Yangyang?"

Hearing this, they both shook their heads.

According to their understanding of Qingyi, Qingyi was lying just now.

He stutters whenever he tells a lie, and it's easy to tell.

However, Senior Brother Qingyi has always abided by the rules. Why would he deceive Yangyang and Yangyang's mother today?

He wouldn't want to do anything bad to Yangyang, would he?

"Let's go and take a look!"

Qingfeng patted Qingluan on the shoulder and turned to walk out.

Qing Cang saw them leaving and hurriedly followed them.

"Hey, Brother, wait for me!"

Yun Wanrou was curious, but she didn't follow.

This was Xuanqing Temple after all, and how could she trespass into the Taoist priests' resting place without the permission of others?

She led Wangshu to a seat, sat down, and waited quietly.

The sun in early winter is not as hot as that in midsummer.

The sunshine shines down, making people feel a little warm.

Yangyang walked for a while and was then picked up by Qingyi.

The two came to Qingyi's quiet room.

Qingyi closed the door and did not forget to bolt it.

He put Yangyang on the chair, then took out yellow paper, cinnabar and a pen, and went to the wooden table.

Yangyang climbed up from the chair and stood up, holding on to the wooden table.

She stared straight at the pen in Qingyi's hand.

Seeing him pause, he began to draw talismans.

He drew the talisman slowly but smoothly.

As he moved, the lines on the yellow paper became winding, and each one contained a faint spiritual power.

When he drew the foot of the talisman, he suddenly stopped.

He clearly felt that his spiritual power was not enough to support him to continue painting.

"Yangyang, I...I am not good enough, I can't paint anymore."

"I'll help you!"

Yangyang raised her hand and placed it on his arm.

Strands of spiritual power flowed into Qingyi's arm along her fleshy palm.

Suddenly, Qingyi felt a surge of powerful and pure spiritual power in his dantian.

That is tremendous spiritual power!

She is so strong!

With the support of spiritual power, Qingyi continued to paint.

After a while, a talisman was completed.

Qingyi put down the pen and looked up at Yangyang.

"How is it, did I draw it correctly?"

"Yes!" Yangyang nodded: "It's just that my cultivation... is a little lacking!"

"hey-hey!"

Qing Yi scratched his head embarrassedly.

He has only been practicing Taoism for a short time, so his cultivation is indeed far from perfect.

If Yangyang hadn't helped him just now, he would have been drained of his spiritual energy by the talisman.

"Brother Qingyi, are you in there?"

Qingfeng's voice suddenly came from outside the quiet room.

Upon hearing this, Qingyi turned around and responded.

"We are here!"

"Brother Qingyi, please come out quickly."

"Brother Qingyi, you didn't do anything to Yangyang, did you?"

Qingfeng stood at the door and kept knocking on it.

Although the Qingyi he knew would not do anything that would harm others or be immoral.

But he really couldn't figure out why Senior Brother Qingyi lied to them and brought Yangyang here alone?

Hearing the hurried knock on the door, Yangyang put the talisman into the inside of his belt.

"Homework, I've collected it."

As she spoke, she patted her belt.

It was worth it for her to pull Qingyi into the spiritual realm, give him special treatment, and pass on spiritual power to him.

Qingyi's talent did not disappoint her.

Now that she has the Heavenly Thunder Talisman, she doesn’t have to look for Gui Yuan anymore!

"Brother Qingyi, please say something!"

The people outside are going crazy.

Yangyang slid down from the chair and looked up at Qingyi.

"Get out!"

"good!"

Qingyi responded, walked quickly to the door and opened it.

The three people outside looked at Qingyi, then looked down at Yangyang.

Qingfeng is the most impulsive among the three.

He quickly stepped forward, squatted in front of Yangyang, and checked carefully.

"Fortunately, I'm not dead, and I'm not injured." Qingfeng patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "I was really scared just now!"

Hearing this, Qing Yi's mouth twitched.

"You were so excited just now, didn't you think that I was going to do something bad to Yangyang?"

“No…no!”

Qingfeng waved his hands, looking a little embarrassed.

Qing Cang hurried forward to help smooth things over.

“In our hearts, Senior Brother Qingyi is the embodiment of justice.

You have always followed the rules, how could we suspect that you wanted to kill Yangyang?"

"You thought I wanted to kill..."

Qingyi was so angry that she fell backwards and couldn't say anything else.

Yangyang covered her lips and smiled.

It has to be admitted that Qingfeng and the others still had some misunderstandings about her strength.

According to her current strength, even a strong man at the peak of semi-immortal can only hurt her at most.

The only ones who can kill her are in heaven, except herself!

Qingyi picked up Yangyang and walked towards the Sanqing Temple.

When he arrived at the Sanqing Temple, he handed Yangyang to Yun Wanrou.

Yun Wanrou took her over with a smile and asked, "Yangyang, can you tell me what the abbot left for you?"

"secret!"

Yangyang met Yun Wanrou's eyes and made a gesture to keep quiet.

Yun Wanrou knew that Guiyuan leaving something for Yangyang was just an excuse.

Naturally, I didn't expect her to come up with anything fancy.

She pricked up her ears, trying to listen to her inner voice.

However, Yangyang kept repeating it excitedly in her heart.

[Go down the mountain, go down the mountain quickly, I can’t wait! ]

What can't you wait for?

Yangyang's voice, without any beginning or end, left Yun Wanrou confused.

She listened for a moment, but didn't understand what he meant, so she had to give up.

She held Yangyang in her arms and slowly stood up.

"I'm sorry to bother you, young masters, today. It's getting late, I'll take Yangyang back first."

"Good Lord, take care!"

Qingyi nodded slightly and watched them leave.

Yun Wanrou carried Yangyang to the mountain gate, got on the carriage, and walked down the mountain.

Just as they reached halfway up the mountain, Yangyang suddenly straightened his back.

[Something is wrong. I seem to smell a dangerous atmosphere.]

[There are ambushes all around, and the ambushers are all people who practice Taoism.]

[But fortunately, there aren't that many of them, only about seven or eight.]