Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 273: Master Tai, you just want to drive me down the mountain, right?

In Wudang Mountain, the morning mist gently shrouds the mountaintop, making it appear ethereal in the haziness.

Taoist Master Yunlong stood in front of the spacious hall with a calm demeanor, his arms drawing soft arcs. Every move and posture of Tai Chi carried infinite meaning, bringing peace of mind.

Suddenly, a discordant snoring sound was heard.

Taoist Yunlong frowned slightly and looked in the direction of the voice. He saw Wang Ye sleeping soundly on a stone platform not far away. He was hugging an extremely soft pillow with a comfortable smile on his lips. He was sleeping very comfortably.

When Taoist Yunlong saw this, he was immediately furious.

He took a big step forward and kicked Wang Ye away.

"Are you still sleeping? Get up! I've never seen a master practicing while his disciple is snoring beside him! What sin have I committed to accept a thing like you?" Yunlong shouted angrily.

Wang Ye was suddenly awakened, opened his eyes, and said lazily: "Master, our ancestor Sanfeng has taught us not to get angry, as anger hurts the liver..."

"Hmph!!!" Taoist Yunlong raised his hand and slapped Wang Ye several times, causing his face to turn red, his nose to be bruised and swollen, and blood to seep out of his nose.

At this time, a young Taoist priest came running over, breathlessly delivering the message: "Wang Ye, the Grand Master is calling you!"

Yunlong was still furious, but he still waved his hand: "Why would I accept such an unlucky thing like you? Go away, hurry up!"

Wang Ye touched his swollen face and grinned: "Okay, okay, come right away!"

He stood up, rubbed his aching cheek, and walked quickly towards the headmaster's residence.

He came to the outside of the master's room and knocked on the door, which opened with a creak.

Zhou Meng was sitting at a wooden table, holding a tablet in his hands with a focused look in his eyes.

Seeing Wang Ye coming in, Zhou Meng showed a smug smile and raised the tablet to shake it: "Little Yezi, come and take a look. I have mastered this thing. The old Taoist priest just sent me a message!"

Wang Ye was stunned for a moment, then he gave him a thumbs up and praised him with a smile: "Grandmaster is really smart. He has learned how to send messages on WeChat in just half a year!"

"The colorful world of the Internet can easily confuse people. Master Taishi, please don't be fascinated by naked chats, gambling, etc..."

Zhou Meng glanced at him and sneered, "Stop talking nonsense. Do you think all my efforts in meditation and cultivation are in vain?"

He put down the tablet, his eyes fixed, and then he said slowly: "The Tongtian Talisman has appeared in the world, and a storm is coming. Do you know?"

"Oh?" Wang Ye's eyes flashed, and he glanced at the chat history between the two, and then said lightly, "It turns out that it has been in Senior Lu Jin's hands..."

"In this case, the Luotian Grand Ceremony will be a completely different situation. Are you still not planning to go?"

Wang Ye didn't even think about it and shook his head and said, "Grand Master, you know I don't like to join in this kind of fun. If you are willing to talk about what happened in the past, you will naturally tell me. Besides, what's the harm of knowing some old shit..."

He yawned and scratched the back of his head, appearing nonchalant.

Zhou Meng looked at him, was silent for a moment, and nodded: "Wang Ye, fate is fate, fate can be changed but it is destined. This person is often swept up by fate and has no choice..."

"You want to stay out of this, but it's probably difficult."

After saying that, Zhou Meng said no more and continued to fiddle with the tablet.

That night, the moonlight was like water, and the quiet mountain breeze echoed across the Wudang Mountains.

Wang Ye sat cross-legged, pinching his fingers gently, trying to get a glimpse of the mysterious secrets.

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, blood flowed from all seven orifices, and his mind was severely damaged.

Wang Ye coughed painfully a few times, wiped the blood, and his face turned as pale as paper.

“Ha…ha…how could this happen?”

"It seems that I have to go to this Luotian Grand Ceremony..." He murmured to himself, with a hint of determination in his tired eyes.

The next morning, when it was light, Wang Ye went directly to Zhou Meng, with the bloodstains still on his face. He opened the door and said firmly, "Master, I have changed my mind."

"Alas..." Zhou Meng sighed, "If it is true, it is a fate that cannot be escaped..." The two then came to the top of the golden roof.

Zhou Meng looked at the magnificent scene in the distance and asked, "Little Prince, what do you think of this Luotian Grand Ceremony?"

Wang Ye frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

“Who can challenge for the top spot?”

"That... I don't know. If Lao Yan goes, it will most likely be Lao Yan..." Wang Ye scratched his cheek and smiled bitterly.

Although he has never fought with Yan Huan, as of now, no one of his peers in the entire alien world can match him.

Even with the older generation...

Not a good review either!
Zhou Meng's expression changed, and he said with a smile: "Don't worry, he won't go, at least he won't participate in the competition. So the person who wants to win the championship is naturally you, Xiao Wang!"

"I don't believe that among the young generation today, apart from Yan Huan who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, there can be anyone better than you!"

Zhou Meng pointed with pride and spoke encouragingly, his tone full of pride.

"Grandmaster, you... I didn't expect you to trust me so much. I am a little touched by what you said..."

Wang Ye's heart was touched, but before he could finish his words, Zhou Meng immediately took out his tablet and opened a fancy interface.

"Look at this website. I have put all my private money and pension on you! If you dare to lose..."

what?
The mountain breeze blew across the Golden Summit, and Wang Ye was immediately blown to pieces by the wind.

"No, Grand Master... I just told you yesterday not to touch these." Wang Ye spread his hands, cold sweat pouring down his face.

"Who on earth is using the Luotian Dajiao duel to start a bet?"

"I don't care!" Zhou Meng said angrily, recalling an unpleasant past event.

"And that old donkey's disciple, Zhang Lingyu! If you meet him, beat him up hard. Beat him to death. If anything goes wrong, I'll take responsibility for it!"

"Ah?" Wang was forced to retreat step by step by the old and short body, "Grand Master... you have been beaten up by the old Heavenly Master before, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" The head of Wudang Sect was furious after his secret was exposed. "If you lose, don't come back to Wudang Mountain!"

"Hahahaha..." Wang Ye smiled bitterly. In this way, the pressure was completely relieved!

"It's all old news, but you're still holding on to it. My master, I don't have the ability to meditate as I said..." Wang Ye added guiltily.

Zhou Meng put his hands behind his back and gazed at the sea of ​​clouds covering the mountains. The sun was dim in the east, and the pale sky was becoming brighter and brighter. The sunlight slowly flowed across his old face.

"Humph!"

Zhou Meng snorted coldly, "If I can't do whatever I want, then why would I practice Taoism? I can't get the face back from the old donkey, I have to get it back from his apprentice!"

Zhou Meng turned around, grinning mischievously, and patted Wang Ye on the shoulder.

"Xiao Wangye, you have to give me some face this time."

"Remember, my entire life, property, and reputation are all entrusted to you."

Wang Ye frowned when he heard this, and his stomach cramped. This was completely different from what he had planned!

"Master Taishi, you just want to drive me down the mountain, right?"

"No, no, I believe in you from the bottom of my heart. When it comes to the heroes of this world in the future, you will definitely have a place!" Zhou Meng said passionately.

"Hehehe...thank you..."

(End of this chapter)