Earlier, Ye Lingyue would not know who took her body.

Now she knew, and she also learned that Han Yan and others were also captured by the Holy Maiden of Taiyin.

Ye Lingyue sorted out her thoughts.

From Han Yan's words, Ye Lingyue learned a lot.

First of all, the Holy Maiden of Taiyin is a cruel and very narrow-minded person.

This can be seen from the fact that she sealed the "Ye Lingyue" of the bright collar and seized her own body.

Whether it is the "Ye Lingyue" of Bright Collar or the deity of Ye Lingyue of Ninety-nine, they all have one characteristic, that is, the blood of Taiyin is very rich in them.

Among the Taiyin tribe, the only criterion for confirming one's status is the purity of blood.

The higher the concentration of Taiyin blood, the higher the status.

For so many years, the blood concentration of Taiyin Saintess has been the highest, so she has been leading the Taiyin clan.

"Ye Lingyue" from Bright Collar was with her for thirty-three days, so not long after she was born, she was found to have extremely high lunar blood.

In order to prevent her, the Holy Maiden of Taiyin did not hesitate to attack a little girl and sealed her Taiyin blood.

As for Ye Lingyue, because she was in the ninety-nine places, the Holy Maiden of Taiyin probably only discovered her existence when Ye Lingyue transformed herself into Taixu.

It just so happened that she was old, so taking advantage of Ye Lingyue's opportunity to reshape her body, she seized Ye Lingyue's body.

In this way, she not only has a young body, but also eliminates the serious troubles of her confidants.

This trick of killing two birds with one stone is not a bad idea.

"Lingyue? You said you know who the person who seized your body is?"

Bo Bo's eyes were blurred with tears, and the next second, she stopped crying, with a gritted expression on her face.

"Tell the godmother, who is the one who seized your body? The godmother is going to destroy her for you!"

"Bobo, what you want to destroy is Ling Yue's body."

Mingri's face is full of headaches,

How many times has he taught his little wife not to act impulsive, Bo Bo always has a bad memory.

"Sister, is what you said true? Who is that hateful woman?"

Ye Lingguang and Ye Lingri also got together.

Don't wait for Ye Lingyue to speak.

"Have you cried enough? If you have cried enough, let her get up and ask her teacher."

A cold voice, very out of place, interrupted the happy scene of the family gathering.

Bo Bo was very dissatisfied, and lowered his head and glared at the person who was talking.

She used to think Ming Ri's iceberg character was very annoying, but now it seems that the most annoying thing is clearly the old Taoist character like Daomen Bingxin.

Stubborn and inflexible, a word that doesn't match makes people want to fight.

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

Bo Bo pouted.

"Godmother, it's okay."

Ye Lingyue got up.

The power of darkness in the body is still there, but it has been suppressed.

This is also thanks to the passage of scriptures that Di Xin recited earlier.

Unexpectedly, Daomen also has such a brilliant Dao method.

It seems that both Buddhism and Taoism have a way to suppress that power.

She came to Di Xin.

"You want to be my master?"

Di Xin glanced at Ye Ye Lingyue.

"Pay attention to the tone of your speech, how many people want to worship me as a teacher, I have not agreed."

He looked at Ye Lingyue, how did he feel that after the woman in front of him woke up, something was different.

Before she fell into a coma, she was clearly crying.

But when he woke up this time, his eyes were sharp, as if a sharp sword had just emerged.

That's what it sounds like.

As the nominal disciple of his Taoist Bingxin, what does it look like crying all day long.

"I already have a master, and one cannot worship two masters."

Ye Lingyue said righteously.

Although he knew that the person speaking in front of him was Daomen Bingxin, he was still Di Xin.

In other words, Di Xin may wake up at any time.

If Di Xin became his master... Ye Lingyue felt twisted no matter what she thought.

Ye Lingguang and Bo Bo on the side were full of schadenfreude.

Watching the old-fashioned and inhumane old Taoist shriveled, it was a real pleasure.

"Is there a master? The other party's surname is very famous. Where is he now? I will kill him, and you can become a teacher."

Di Xin's eyelids didn't move.

He thought it was a big deal, although it was only his nominal disciple, but he didn't like sharing disciples with others.

"I don't know where my master is. His name is Zitangsu, and he should probably be a member of the Buddhist sect."

Ye Lingyue wrote lightly.

She really doesn't know where her master Zi is now.

But it should be thirty-three days.

Master Zi is proficient in Buddhist scriptures, and should be a member of the Buddhist sect, and his status should not be low.

Daomen and Buddhism seem not to be in harmony. Daomen Bingxin is looking for someone, and I am afraid that I will go to Buddhism.

"Purple! Hall! Accommodation!"

Who knew that when Men Bingxin heard it, two flames were beating in her black eyes.

"You say it again, who is your master?"

Di Xin's face changed in a second, and a sentence came out between his teeth.

"Purple Hall."

Ye Lingyue looked at Di Xin and found that the other party's face was dark.

The previous Di Xin, although he didn't like Master Zi, didn't seem to have such a big reaction.

"You're actually Zitangsu's disciple? I actually saved his disciple! How unreasonable!"

Di Xin jumped, and Jun's face looked shriveled.

So, this nasty woman knows several kinds of Buddhist scriptures.

Not only was he annoyed, he was even regretting his bowels.

"You know my master?"

Ye Lingyue was very surprised.

The other party actually recognized his own master.

There is no reason, Daomen Bingxin is the former Daojun, and it stands to reason that he should be a person of the old generation.

Master Zi, what do you think, why is he younger than him?

Ye Lingyue muttered in her heart.

This is not to say that Daomen Bingxin looks old.

After all, the other party is now wearing the shell of Emperor Xin.

It's just that the tone of his speech and the way he acts are all old-fashioned, like an old antique.

Ye Lingyue said this in her heart. If Daomen Bingxin heard this, Ye Lingyue thought he was old, and she was afraid that she would straighten her nose.

More than just recognizing, the two of them were mortal enemies from the moment they were born!

Di Xin resisted his anger and glared at Ye Lingyue.

"I don't care who your apprentice is, you must call me Master, otherwise, I will kill you now."

"You dare! If you dare to touch a hair on Xiaoyueyue, we will fight with you!"

Bo Bo and the others roared, rushed forward and stopped in front of Ye Lingyue.

"Godmother, don't be annoyed, he won't kill me. Otherwise, he won't save me. Daomen Bingxin, don't you want to know, the mastermind behind Zhiren, don't you want to know, the real murderer of the mad Taoist?"

Ye Lingyue smiled and looked at Daomen Bingxin.

Ye Lingyue, who had been in contact with Daomen Bingxin several times, had already figured out the temperament of the other party.

This old guy seems to be ignorant of human feelings, but in fact, he is very principled in his conduct.

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