Zhong Yue originally thought that he would let the other eight Fengs send him to the Thirteen Bridges of the Bian River together, but thinking about the other young ladies who had no grudges with him. Before, they did not go offend him, so they would not provoke him. If they really angered the other young ladies, it would be awkward to Yao Ningzhi's interpersonal relationship in Yun Palace was not good, so Zhong Yue gave up this cool idea and asked Cao Ling and Zhang Caifeng to send him back to the Bian River.

"Why don't you let me take you back?" Yao Ningzhi was also very curious. Why did Zhong Yue make such a request, and insist on Cao Ling and Zhang Caifeng send him back.

Zhong Yue stood on the high platform of Yungong Palace and looked at the scenery in a corner of Yunmeng Mountain. "You are a saint, and you are about to be crowned. There are many affairs in Yungong Palace."

"I don't care."

Zhong Yue chuckled and said, "But Old Mrs. Yun cares."

"If Master hears this title, you will definitely get bleeding from your nose."

“…”

"Then why did you ask Cao Ling and Cai Feng to send you back? Are they special?"

Zhong Yue looked serious, "Nothing is special."

"real?"

"You have to believe me."

Yao Ningzhi looked at Zhong Yue’s sincere look and suddenly turned red. He turned around and left, "If you are destined to be a saint in the future, let's see you and I become saints in the future."

"Then there will be a period later."

Zhong Yue did not promise anything. On the other side of his hometown, he had promised too much, and he was not qualified to promise other things or people.

After saying that, he walked straight towards the two fairies waiting outside Yun Palace. The reason why he asked the fairies of Yun Palace to escort them back was mainly because the mountains and rivers here are far away, and it was troublesome to walk by himself. When he returned to the relatively familiar Thirteen Bridge of Bian River, he would make plans.

Yao Ningzhi looked at the back of the figure who turned around and left a few words and gritted his teeth and murmured: "This bastard can leave as soon as he says, he wants to leave long ago..."

"Let's go, two fairies."

Cao Ling didn't say a word, and she witnessed Zhong Yue's methods with her own eyes. The strangeness was really incredible. She was often even more afraid of unknown things. She was even more terrifying than those elders in the Dharma Book Realm.

Zhang Caifeng handed a long gift box to Zhong Yue, "Master said thank you for the painting Zhong Gong, it is impolite to come but not come back. This painting is a return gift from Yungong." I still remember that the silk was thrown under Qinghui, but Zhang Caifeng did not expect that he would be arrogant and rude to such a hidden person.

"I'll forgive you for your rude mistakes."

"It doesn't matter."

Zhong Yue sat on the fire phoenix and smiled and said, "Thank you the palace master for me when you come back, let's go."

Cao Ling's face was a little sallow, and it was obvious that he had lost some blood and blood.

Flying up to the clouds, only Zhong Yue and Cao Ling were left above the fire phoenix. The Fairy Cao finally couldn't help it and asked, "What do you want?"

Sitting on Yao Ningzhi's Bingfeng, his butt was not cold, and sitting on this fire phoenix, his butt was not hot. Zhong Yue thought, it was probably not because he had good resistance. It was very likely that the phoenix evolved from the ink rhyme had no idea of ​​warmth.

"You can't be a saint."

"Are you humiliating me?"

Zhong Yue turned his head, looked at Cao Ling's waxy face, and said, "Then do you feel ashamed?"

"you……"

"I have a suggestion, do you want to listen?"

Cao Ling said coldly, "Don't listen. You helped Senior Sister Yao steal the position of saint. Now you succeed. Isn't it enough to humiliate me?"

"People should learn to endure the calm for a while. Haven't you always known that she is on the Thirteenth Bridge of Qinghui?"

Cao Ling's eyes flashed and he fell silent.

The incident of Yao Ningzhi at the Thirteen Bridge of Qinghui seemed like an old almanac that had been sealed in Yun Palace for a long time. Someone mentioned it more than ten years ago, but later, slowly, no one mentioned it because there was no need to mention it. Even Yun Ni left this apprentice behind. Now he has made a comeback and has returned strongly, as if he is in a dream.

"so what?"

"The way of calligraphy and painting, no matter what, I think it is still to take action in silence. No matter what, finding a place that suits you is the most important thing."

Cao Ling frowned, "What do you mean?"

"You, go and teach Qinghui Huazhai."

Cao Ling glared at her eyes and said angrily: "You asked me to be a great Yungong Jiufengxian to teach such a small painting building? I'm delusional!"

"Oh, you don't want to, I'll let Caifeng go later." Zhong Yue looked at Zhang Caifeng who was following behind him, not in a hurry at all.

Cao Ling was annoyed and she was also very conflicted about Zhong Yue’s suggestions.

"Why don't you go?"

"I'm going to find my own way."

Cao Ling looked at Zhong Yue and said, "Where is that going?"

"It's not very clear yet. Don't interrupt, are you willing? If you want to, then I will make the decision and let you stay in Qinghui as the master of the vegetarian food. Let Caifeng go back later. Look at your face, it's salmony, let Caifeng carry me later."

"Why did you let me go?"

Zhong Yue looked indifferent, "You can choose not to go."

Hearing this answer, Cao Ling wanted to slap him, "Then I choose not to go."

"Yeah, it's up to you."

The wind blows through Zhong Yue's short hair. Now that the ink ink enters the Tao, the ink rhyme that Zhong Yue can feel is like the small tactile molecules he releases, making him more sensitive and specific to the world.

If Zhong Yue’s observation of things was superficial in the past, then now he can at least get to know the truth.

It was almost time to reach Bianhe. Zhong Yue stood up and was about to change to Caifeng's back. Cao Ling suddenly said, "I'll go, but you have to tell me why."

"Because you are excellent."

Cao Ling was annoyed, "If you do this, I will turn around and leave."

"Then I will choose Caifeng."

"Junior Sister Zhang won't listen to you nonsense!"

Zhong Yue chuckled and said, "Who knows? Anyway, you can't come back when you stay in Qinghui."

"You are such a disgusting person!"

Zhong Yue nodded and said, "Yao Ningzhi said so too."

"Is she who drove me over?"

"She doesn't want you to go wild on her territory."

Cao Ling stared at Zhong Yue, "Do you keep your word?"

"Um."

Cao Ling pursed his lips and said, "Then I agree."

In this way, Cao Ling was fooled by Zhong Yue to Qinghui Thirteen Bridge, and took over Yao Ningzhi as the owner of the painting building...

It was already night when I arrived at the Thirteenth Bridge of Bian River from Yunmeng Mountain.

Under the bright moon, the Thirteen Bridges of Bian River are like a silver treasure belt, and the thirteen jade belts above are shining brightly under the moonlight.

There is a phoenix.

The ink light flows, Zhong Yue returns by riding a phoenix, and all the thirteen bridges go out to look at each other, which is extremely shocking.

One night, Consultant Zhong from Qinghui Thirteen Bridge brought two phoenixes.

He died young!
Chapter completed!