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Chapter 12

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    In the early morning of the second day, someone visited Yuehua Peak.

    Because Qin Jiangli was still recovering from his injuries, Ling Xiao transferred two handyman disciples from the outer sect to come in and take care of Qin Jiangli.  At this moment, it was bright and clear, and the aroma of porridge was wafting from the small kitchen in Fengli.

    Ling Xiao was sitting on the futon under the bamboo in the courtyard, meditating and adjusting his breath, his mind as calm as water.  On the contrary, the orange cat system next to him smelled the warm porridge aroma and wanted to drool.

    However, since Ling Xiao might get beaten if he disturbed his practice, he had no choice but to run to the small kitchen alone. Taking advantage of the cat's natural advantages, he rolled around coquettishly and grunted, and begged a lot of delicious food from the two handymen.

    At this time, a middle-aged monk with a fluttering beard and long eyebrows came walking on the clouds and landed in the courtyard.

    "Xiao'er was diligent and got up to practice." The middle-aged monk had wide sleeves and a high crown, and his grace was like an immortal. When he spoke, he also had a warm and clear voice, which fell on his ears like a spring breeze.

    Ling Xiao frowned.

    Who is this blind thing calling himself that?

    He was already agitated because his breath adjustment was interrupted, and when he heard such a disgusting name, it was as if the barrel of a cannon was lit, and he immediately opened his eyes and looked over.

    It turned out to be Ling Zhengqing, the head of Xuanzong of Qing Dynasty and the father of Ling Feixue.

    Ling Xiao secretly clicked his tongue, reluctantly lowered his eyebrows to suppress his anger, stood up from the futon, and saluted Ling Zhengqing: "Ling Xiao has met his adoptive father."

    Yes, this is the most annoying thing.  He felt unhappy and called the culprit his father.

    Ling Xiao¡¯s life experience can be said to be very consistent with the setting of Xiao Baihua.  She was born into a family of immortal cultivators, but her whole family was wiped out, and she was the only one left in the family overnight.  It was her father's former friend Ling Zhengqing who came down from the sky to adopt him, changed her surname, and adopted her as his adopted daughter.

    Over there, Ling Zhengqing smiled and gave him a weak hand, and said with a smile: "Xiao'er doesn't have to be polite."

    As he spoke, he looked around, and the scent of rice porridge filled his nose.

    Ling Zhengqing knows Ling Xiao very well.  Ling Xiao usually looks like a fairy who grew up drinking dew, and his peaks are not stained with fireworks at all.  Now there was smoke rising from the kitchen stove, and a fat cat snoozing out of nowhere. Ling Zhengqing was quite surprised.

    He smiled and said, "Xiaoer also made breakfast?"

    Ling Xiao put on a humble posture and lowered his eyes, but in fact he didn't even bother to look at him. He simply said: "My disciple was injured a little. I asked someone to prepare this breakfast for him."

    Whenever the people who practice immortals can wash the valley behind the flesh, and the aura of the heavens and earth can make their meridians run.  But after all, craving for food and drink is human nature, and immortal cultivators will also eat occasionally.

    But Ling Xiao is different.  His desire is very simple, he yearns for ascension and power.  Food would leave some dirt in the immortal cultivator's body, which Ling Xiao simply couldn't accept.

    Therefore, his appetite for food has completely degenerated at some point.

    Ling Zhengqing heard his disciple and let out an unpredictable expression.

    "Speaking of which, my teacher came here today just because of you, my disciple." Ling Zhengqing said.  "It turns out that he injured a fellow disciple a few days ago, which prevented that fellow disciple from practicing Taoism. This is considered a serious crime in the sect, but you shielded him, which is really wrong."

    Ling Xiao looked at him coldly and said bluntly: "That disciple has evil intentions. Even if he stays in the future, he will be harming the other party. Rather than letting him go, it would be better to cut off his meridians."

    Hearing his words, Ling Zhengqing's expression changed.

    Although it is said that cultivating Taoism is a journey, one must have a clear conscience.  People who practice Taoism are inherently against nature, and their requirements for moral character are particularly high.  But after all, there is no perfect person in the world. Although all Taoist cultivators appear to be pure and upright, there are really only a few who are truly consistent and have a clear conscience.

    And Ling Zhengqing is the most sensitive to this.

    In the past, Ling Xiao was obedient to him and regarded him as his savior.  Ling Xiao also has a gentle and gentle temperament and would never say such words.

    After Ling Zhengqing heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

    She suddenly said thiscould she be insinuating someone?  Could it be that she knew something about that matter to test herself like this After all, it was herself back then

    He didn't dare to think too much, and there was no hint of panic on his face. He said with a smile: "With Xiao'er's temper, it is rare to be able to see this clearly and kill decisively. But they are a sect after all.  Disciple, if everyone is so determined to do justice for heaven, wouldn¡¯t the sect become a river?I had some strange emotions and looks.

    Ling Xiao remained calm and followed the fox fur: "Return to my foster father, yes."

    Ling Zhengqing smiled strangely, but the strangeness only flashed past: "That's good, I will definitely recover faster." After saying that, he drifted away.

    Ling Zhengqing remembered that when he spied on the secret, he said that the Xiao family had two great treasures.  The first thing was already in his pocket, and the second thing was Ling Xiao in front of him.

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    Ling Xiao looked at his back and frowned.

    "His own previous body was a pure yang body, so he knew that if his spiritual roots were superior, his cultivation would be able to travel thousands of miles. If his spiritual roots were mixed then he would be a man with a jade."

    Presumablythis Ling Zhengqing is eyeing Qin Jiangli.

    After thinking for a moment, Ling Xiao came back to his senses.  With a cold look on his face, he threw the fox that was hunched in his arms to the ground in disgust.

    "Get out of here."

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    Ling Zhengqing: It¡¯s really hard to talk to this kind of person.  Ling Xiao, can't you give me a little face?

    Ling Xiao: No.  I am the majestic Lord of Xuanzhu Continent, who can deserve the face I give?

    Ling Zhengqing: I am your father now!

    Ling Xiao:Get out!

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    Hey hehe~ I suddenly said: Ling Xiao, the white lotus bitch, is actually a female classmate with a story!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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