"Little fairy, please let us go! He is the one who wants to deal with you, and we were forced to do it."

"Yes, yes, yes, he is our senior brother, we dare not disobey him if he asks us to do anything!"

"Little fairy, please give us a chance to live, as we are both monks!"

Everyone looked at Yangyang and put all the blame on the Taoist priest who was struck to death by lightning.

Yangyang shook his head and didn't buy it.

"Let you go, you... will kill me!"

"No, no, no, how dare we!"

The Taoist waved his hand.

"Even if we really have the guts, we can't kill you with just our abilities!"

"Do I need you to tell me?"

Yangyang raised his chin slightly, his eyes filled with determination.

The other little Taoist priest's eyes rolled around.

"Little fairy, please let us go! People who practice Taoism should care about the common people.

You see, we are also common people. If you let us go, you will be doing a good deed!"

"No!" Yangyang shook his head: "My way is to take revenge!"

[You used smoke to knock my mother unconscious and wanted to kill us.]

[If I hadn't been knocked unconscious, my cultivation would have been higher than yours. Now the people whose lives are hanging by a thread are me and my mother.]

[We won't even have a chance to ask for help before you kill us! ]

[If I let you go, I won't be able to swallow this anger. This will be detrimental to my cultivation and will make my mind unstable.]

Yangyang folded her arms across her chest and looked at them coldly.

As lightning struck, the Taoists fell one by one.

The remaining Taoists screamed in fear and their faces turned pale.

Seeing that they could not get Yangyang to surrender, they all tried their best to attack the formation that trapped them.

"Help, who will save us?"

"I don't want to die, help me!"

Lightning struck the Taoists one after another, mercilessly falling on them.

Only after seeing the last Taoist priest fall down did Yangyang let go of his hand and turn back.

She had just taken two steps when she suddenly heard some movement in the bushes.

She teleported forward and saw a little Taoist boy from Xuanqing Temple hiding in the bushes.

"There's one more!"

"No, no, no, I am a Taoist priest from Xuanqing Temple. Please show mercy, little fairy."

"oh!"

Yangyang nodded, with a slight rise in the last line of her voice.

When the little Taoist boy heard her voice, he thought she would let him go and felt a little relieved.

However, the next moment, the childish voice suddenly became a little colder.

"You are a traitor!"

[It was you who secretly reported the letter to Tianji Temple. You are worse than them all. Do you still have the nerve to ask me to spare you? ]

Yangyang raised her hand and pointed at the Taoist boy.

The lightning, which was just about to retreat, suddenly seemed to have eyes and struck the little Taoist boy straight on the body.

The little Taoist boy widened his eyes in disbelief and fell to the ground.

He looked at Yangyang's eyes, which gradually became dim.

"knock off!"

Yangyang clapped his hands and turned back to the carriage.

Seeing that Yun Wanrou and Wangshu were still asleep, she took out the teleportation talisman and teleported them and their carriage to the foot of the mountain.

The journey was not long, but it consumed a lot of her spiritual energy.

Yangyang sat down, gasping for breath due to exhaustion.

[How tiring! The teleportation talisman really can't carry so many people. It consumes too much spiritual energy. ]

[If I wasn't worried about my mother, who would be scared when she woke up and saw the corpses of the Taoist priests, I wouldn't have to waste my energy.]

Yangyang rested for a while and quickly got up again.

She opened the curtain of the carriage and used her spiritual power to wake up the coachman.

The driver opened his eyes and saw that they had reached the foot of the mountain, his eyes filled with confusion.

"Strange, weren't we halfway up the mountain just now? How come we are suddenly at the foot of the mountain?"

"Go through the fog and you'll be there!"

A childish voice came slowly from behind.

When the driver turned around, he met Yangyang's bright eyes.

Seeing her winking at him, the driver scratched his head.

"Really? But why do I feel like something is wrong?"

"Don't think about it, just go down the mountain!"

"Okay!" The driver nodded and said, "Little Miss, sit tight, we are going to continue on our journey."

"good!"

Yangyang responded and sat back down next to Yun Wanrou.

It took the little phoenix over, and then rested its little head on Yun Wanrou's legs.

When Yun Wanrou woke up, Yangyang had already fallen asleep holding the little phoenix.

She rubbed her stiff neck and muttered softly, "Strange, why did I suddenly fall asleep?"

After she finished speaking, she reached out, opened the curtains, and looked out.

Seeing that they had successfully gotten rid of the group of Taoists and were about to return to the imperial city, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened!

The night is as black as ink.

As soon as Qingyi lay down and closed her eyes, she fell into a dream.

In the dream, the sun is shining brightly.

He stood at the entrance of Sanqing Temple and looked around in confusion.

It’s strange. Wasn’t it night just now? How come it’s daybreak all of a sudden?

And why didn't he remember how he came to be outside the Sanqing Temple?

Thinking of this, he walked forward quickly.

As soon as I arrived outside the Sanqing Temple, I saw Yangyang kneeling in front of the statue of Sanqing, kowtowing and burning incense to him.

The next moment, a ray of sunlight fell on her.

Qingyi looked at Yangyang, then looked up at the Three Pure Ones. She felt that the statues of the Three Pure Ones had become much kinder at this moment.

Is it an illusion?

Why did he feel that this scene seemed familiar?

"Qingyi, I am your great-grandmother!"

Before Qingyi could come to her senses, a childish voice slowly reached her ears.

He looked down and saw that the little baby who was kneeling in front of the Three Pure Ones suddenly stood up and turned to look at him.

Seeing this scene, Qingyi’s eyes widened.

He remembered that this was the scene on the day when the Three Pure Ones appeared in their Xuanqing Temple.

It turned out that the beam of light was shining on Yangyang at that time.

And the Three Pure Ones appeared for Yangyang's sake!

After realizing this, Qingyi suddenly woke up from her dream.

Seeing that it was pitch black outside, he didn't want to sleep anymore, so he quickly put on his clothes and got up.

He went down the mountain overnight and arrived at the gate of the Imperial Master's Mansion before Gui Yuan went to court.

"Qingyi, why are you here?"

"Uncle Master, I have an important question to ask you."

"Okay, ask."

"I just had a dream that the Three Pure Ones appeared for Yangyang.

The disciple also saw that the sunlight that had previously shined through the clouds fell on Yangyang.

Uncle Master, I want to know who Yangyang is.

Guiyuan didn't expect Qingyi to dream about these things.

His eyes rolled and he wanted to lie as soon as he opened his mouth.

However, before he could finish his words, Qing Yi said, "Actually, even if Master didn't say it, I would have guessed it.

Yesterday Yangyang said that according to seniority, the disciple should call her Grandma Ancestor.

The disciple didn’t believe it at first, but then he had this dream at night.”

"Did Yangyang tell you?"

Gui Yuan was stunned for a moment.

Seeing Qing Yi nod, he sighed softly.

"Well, since Yangyang doesn't want to hide it from you, I will tell you the truth!

In fact, Yangyang is the direct disciple of Sanqing. According to seniority, I have to call her Grandmaster Auntie."