Lady Cultivator

"Fellow Daoist Ye..."

After being rejected by her. Tang Shen didn't give up, but he was not good at words and couldn't make any sense, so he could only circle around Mo Tiange.

Mo Tiange was helpless: "Fellow Taoist Tang, you will kill me if you do this."

"Ah?" Tang Shen looked confused.

Mo Tiange was even more helpless. If others saw her like this and spread the word, the admirer of the heartthrob Mr. Tang would definitely hate her to the bone and might even fight her with swords. With their jealous tempers, it will be hard to tell when the time comes.

"Brother Tang!" Just as they were thinking this, the two of them heard a voice.

Mo Tiange turned around and frowned. It turned out to be that Junior Sister Hua, the crazy admirer of Mr. Tang. It's really a good but bad spirit. If she was seen by this person by chance, wouldn't it cost her her life?

This Junior Sister Hua was alone, but she approached fiercely, stared at Fellow Daoist Ye, and asked condescendingly: "Fellow Daoist Ye, what are you talking about to Brother Tang?"

It was obviously him who said it, not me... Mo Tiange thought so in his heart, looking at Junior Sister Hua who was half a head taller than him, he said calmly: "It's nothing. If you want to know, Fellow Daoist Hua, you can ask Fellow Daoist Tang."

"Really?" A sharp knife-like gaze cut into Mo Tiange's face.

Mo Tiange had no doubt that this woman wanted to use a knife to cut off the flesh on her face piece by piece. She smiled bitterly in her heart. Although the female cultivators of Bixuan Pavilion were strong, this was not a world where women were respected. Even a soft man like Tang Shen would probably prefer the love of the "Junior Sister Yun" she met in Ziwei Cave Mansion. You look coquettish, right? Of course, strong women are also cute in their strength, but if their strength turns into compulsion, they will not be cute at all.

She didn't do anything wrong, and Mo Tiange wasn't afraid of her. He didn't give in even a step, but said in a cold voice, "Do you have any advice for me, fellow Taoist Hua?"

Seeing that she didn't feel guilty at all, Junior Sister Hua raised her eyebrows and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, I want to ask you what you want to do? Okay, if you don't study alchemy with Junior Sister Xia Qing, what are you going to tell Brother Tang?" Seeing Mo Tian Ge didn't answer, so Junior Sister Hua took another step closer, "Fellow Daoist Ye, I want to remind you, don't dream of things that don't belong to you!"

Being stared at by her, Mo Tiange didn't feel weak, but felt more and more like laughing. Thinking that he was leaving anyway, there was no need to taboo anything, so he raised the corners of his mouth with a sneer: "This sentence is so beautiful. It’s better for your friends to remind you of yourself.”

Junior Sister Hua obviously didn't expect that Mo Tiange would refute her, and she was still so rude. So she was stunned for a moment before she understood, and she was furious: "Ye Xiaotian! Don't be so shameless!"

The angrier she gets,

Mo Tiange became calmer and calmer, even with a smile on his face: "Fellow Daoist Hua, haven't you wanted to teach me a lesson for a long time? Why haven't you done anything yet? I would also like to advise you, a frog at the bottom of a well cannot talk to the sea, Hua Fellow Taoist, I just want to stay in Linhai for the rest of my life. If I go to Kunwu one day... hum!"

"You..." Junior Sister Hua's face changed drastically when she heard Mo Tiange's unceremonious words. In the entire Bixuan Pavilion, no one except the three elders dared to speak to her like this! However, Mo Tiange's cold expression made her feel guilty, and she remembered what her elders said a few months ago.

"You want to teach that Ye Xiaotian a lesson? Third girl, you really don't know how high the sky is!"

She was not convinced: "Grandma, she is just a monk from Kunwu. What's wrong with teaching her a lesson? She is still begging us now. She even gives me a look!"

When her great-grandmother, Elder Qingmiao heard this, she waved her long sleeves and snorted coldly: "You said you don't know the heights of the world, but you still don't admit it! You have been spoiled by your mother since you were a child! Are you just a Kunwu monk? You were also present when your head sister made the report, didn't you hear that she was a Xuanqing Sect monk?"

"But she is just a foundation-building monk, so what's so great about it..."

"But she also said that she was ordered by her master to go down the mountain to travel!" Elder Qingmiao glared at her, hating that iron cannot be made into steel. "Xuanqing Sect can only accept disciples if they are above the level of Dan Jie. Her master must be a Dan Jie monk." Undoubtedly! If she is favored, her status in the sect will be no lower than yours! There are more Nascent Soul monks than us Pill Formation monks, and we can’t afford to offend her!"

She was stunned and forgot to reply for a moment. When she was born, she was a direct descendant of the Danjie monk, and she was loved and pampered. She never thought that a foreign monk might have a status no lower than hers...

Pulling herself back from her thoughts, she looked at Mo Tiange, who was looking at her arrogantly. She had always shown this expression to others. Has anyone ever treated her like this? She was furious and said irrationally: "Who do you think you are? You actually talked to me like that!"

"Then who do you think you are?" Mo Tiange smiled slightly, calmly, "My cultivation level is not very good, and I have no merits, but because I have an elder who has formed pills, I really think I am great? Sister, That's your mentality. You don't have to think about forming pills in this life, just dream about it until you die in the early stages of foundation building!"

"You——" Without saying a word, he drew out his flying sword and was about to stab him.

Mo Tiange took a step back and looked at Tang Shen who was stunned in the corner: "Fellow Taoist Tang!"

"Ah?" Tang Shen was at a loss.

"Are you going to watch Junior Sister Ling attack the guests in the sect?"

"...Shen didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly took out his magical weapon, "Junior sister Hua! "

Seeing that Tang Shen wanted to defend Mo Tiange, Junior Sister Hua's face became even more angry: "Brother Tang, you, you actually attacked me for her?!"

Tang Shen was not very confident, but finally he mustered up the courage to say: "But Fellow Daoist Ye is our distinguished guest, how can you do something to this distinguished guest?"

"Dignified guest?" Junior Sister Hua sneered, "Have you ever seen an honored guest who sneered at the master? She laughed at me..."

"She's right!" A majestic voice sounded from the side.

The three of them turned their heads and saw a middle-aged woman in plain clothes standing at the door of the garden.

I saw that this woman seemed to be about forty years old, with no wrinkles on her face, a majestic look, and an imposing aura.

Behind her, there were several maids holding cups and cups, quietly and without a trace of sound.

Seeing this person, Tang Shen and Junior Sister Hua were stunned, and then they quickly put away the magic weapon. Kneel down and salute.

"Grandma."

"I met the elder."

The woman nodded slightly and walked slowly, her sharp eyes fixed on Mo Tiange.

Mo Tiange smiled slightly, neither humble nor arrogant, raised his hands and bowed his hands: "Junior Ye Xiaotian, I have met Elder Qingmiao."

Hearing these words, the woman showed a hint of appreciation in her eyes and softened her tone: "No need to be polite, you are a smart child."

Mo Tiange put down his hand, lowered his eyebrows, and did not reply.

The elder Qingmiao stopped looking at her and focused on the two kneeling juniors: "Shen'er. Get up."

Tang Shen looked up uneasily and responded in a low voice: "Yes, thank you elder."

Junior Sister Hua also thought about it, but when she looked up and saw the stern eyes focused on her, she still didn't have the courage, bit her lip and continued to kneel.

A maid had already come over to clean up the clutter in the pavilion, put down the dishes and cushions, and stepped aside.

Elder Qingmiao walked into the small pavilion and sat down, took the tea that the maid had just brewed, took a slow sip, and then said: "Lin'er, you are over forty this year, right?"

Junior Sister Hua, who was kneeling on the ground, responded in a low voice.

Mo Tiange curled his lips at the side. In fact, when she called her sister just now, she just wanted to make this woman angry. She didn't expect that she was actually older than her, so what she said just now was not an injustice to her.

She is still so unruly in her forties. Even if she has a longevity of more than three hundred years as a foundation-building monk, according to her way of living, she will not make any progress until she is more than three hundred years old. Don't even think about forming pills in this life, or even Jin. The middle and late stages are both difficult.

Elder Qingmiao put down the teacup and his eyes turned cold: "You are over forty, and you have the nerve to admit it! I told you before, don't be so ignorant, but you didn't listen to what I said!"

"But, grandma..."

"But what?" Elder Qingmiao interrupted her and slapped the table, "Hua Yilin, do you think you can walk away with me as an old woman to support you? Your mother didn't teach you well since you were a child. You don’t know how to learn it well! If you have the ability, you can just form the elixir yourself, but what do you have now? But in the early stage of foundation building, you don’t know how to make progress!”

Mo Tiange stood aside and watched indifferently. It turns out that this junior sister Hua’s name is Hua Yilin. What a shame for a good name.

Hua Yilin, who was kneeling on the ground, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Elder Qingmiao glared at her angrily: "Why, you still feel wronged? I think this little fellow Taoist is absolutely right! Just because you have a Dan-forming elder, you think you are really great! You can rely on me for the rest of your life. Really? Don’t you want to advance in the future? Last time I sent a disciple out, I should have thrown you out and let you go to Kunwu to see things, so as not to be embarrassed in the future!"

These words were harsh and harsh, indeed. Hua Yilin's eyes were red and she glared at Mo Tiange angrily, but she didn't dare to refute.

Elder Qingmiao became even more angry: "What, you're not convinced? Okay, since the guests are here today, I won't lecture you too much. Just go to Si Guo Zhai and face the wall by yourself. I didn't say you can come out, you are not allowed to come out!"

"Grandma!" Hua Yilin was startled and tears fell, "I..."

"Go quickly!" Elder Qingmiao stared at her mercilessly.

She bit her lip, finally stood up, and ran away.

Seeing her leaving obediently, Elder Qingmiao's expression softened, and then he glanced at Tang Shen: "Shen'er, if you have nothing else to do, just go and serve your great-grandmother. She was thinking of you just now."

Tang Shen felt as though he had been granted amnesty, and quickly bowed and ran away in a hurry.

In a blink of an eye, apart from Mo Tiange, the only people present were Elder Qingmiao and a few of her maids.

Mo Tiange's eyes moved, but in the end he chose to remain silent. He used the tactics he used to deal with the elders in the Xuanqing Sect, watching his nose and heart, and stood quietly aside.

Elder Qingmiao did not look at her immediately. Instead, he took the handkerchief twisted by the maid, wiped his face carefully, and then looked up at her.

She looked at it very carefully and for a long time, but Mo Tiange always looked calm.

Finally, the elder Qingmiao withdrew his gaze, picked up the tea again, and slowly said: "Little Taoist friend, you - you are really not simple!") Book friends, please pay attention!