This series of questions left Ye Xiaoyang deadlocked there, the cool breeze stroking his hair, and he was speechless. Because the masked woman was so strange, she had never seen her before, but she knew her secret, a secret he had never mentioned to others.

Ye Xiaoyang walked slowly over. Who was she, why did she know about her mother, and maybe the Tongtian Stone she didn't know could be learned from her.

Ye Xiaoyang put down his guard at this moment. When he got closer, he saw clearly the charming eyes that looked like water, and the face that would be so charming under the gauze. A gust of wind brought the fragrance of woman's rouge to his face, so refreshing and intoxicating, but this feeling reminded Ye Xiaoyang of his mother, so real.

"Who the hell are you and why do you know about your mother?"

"As long as you promise me and learn how I teach you your skills, I will tell you about your mother's whereabouts, how about?"

When Ye Xiaoyang heard this, he tightly grabbed the woman's sleeve in black, which shocked the woman.

"Okay, I promise to learn your skills!"

"From the next night, come to this bamboo forest to find me." The woman in black said lightly.

On the second day, many maple leaves fell in front of Shenlin's hall, and a thin figure gathered the fallen leaves under a green and long ancient tree. Shenlin had no less than a hundred disciples, all of whom were wearing white shirts and swords. Occasionally, someone would look at this figure, and he would also look disdainful.

Although Ye Xiaoyang was cleaning the fallen leaves, he was unintentional, or his bizarre experience last night forced him to take it to heart.

Ye Xiaoyang felt a soreness in his arms. He actually collided with a disciple of Shenlin who was wearing a white sword and a handsome face.

Behind the white-clothed disciple were three disciples dressed together. Although they were in the same Taoist costume, the same fabric could clearly feel that the disciple had different temperaments. One of the disciples with small eyes and sharp noses shouted at Ye Xiaoyang arrogantly: "You are not fucking eyes, even our Senior Brother Zhaoyun dares to collide. Are you looking for death?"

Ye Xiaoyang didn't dare to see this person's face, but he apologized and hoped that this person would not care about him anymore. Maybe he was used to such bullying. Since he was a child, he had no father and his mother pulled him so hard. The mother and son were mocked by many neighbors in the streets.

"You little boy, I'll just say sorry to me if you hit someone? I think you did it!" The disciple with little eyes pressed against each other unyieldingly.

However, this disciple named Zhaoyun seemed a little generous, "Junior brother, forget it, it's okay, just hit it." As he said that, he reached out to support Ye Xiaoyang's chin and looked at Ye Xiaoyang for a while. Although the eyes were as smooth as quiet water, they showed a solemn and murderous aura. Ye Xiaoyang felt awe from the bottom of his heart.

"Stop..." As he spoke, a man walked over quickly and dragged Ye Xiaoyang behind him. The voice just now seemed familiar. Behind this man seemed to be the safest place in the world. Even if the sky fell, he would not be injured.

"Senior Brother Changhong." Ye Xiaoyang looked at Changhong who arrived in time with affectionate eyes.

Changhong touched Ye Xiaoyang's little face and looked at the disciple of Shenlin, named Zhaoyun. "Senior Brother Zhaoyun, he is just a small servile disciple. Why should you, the eldest disciple of Shenlin, make things difficult for him?" Changhong said without fear.

The disciple named Zhaoyun turned around gracefully, glanced over the two of them with a slightly disdainful look, and left with great strides.

"Xiaoyang, how about it? They didn't bully you, right?" After Zhaoyun left, Changhong squatted down and approached Ye Xiaoyang, touched Ye Xiaoyang's little face and said with a smile.

Ye Xiaoyang shook his head blankly and said nothing.

"The man was the leader's eldest disciple just now, with profound skills. There were not many Shenlin who dared to cause trouble for him. How could he make things difficult for you?"

"I just hit him..." Ye Xiaoyang muttered.

"Okay, it's okay. If someone causes trouble for you in the future, tell me, do you know? It's the morning exercises of all the disciples later. You can watch it carefully. Although the master has not allowed you to become a real Shenlin disciple for the time being, you still have a chance in the future. You must watch it carefully!" Changhong said comfortingly.

"Okay, I'll leave first!"

Ye Xiaoyang watched Senior Brother Changhong leave and sit cross-legged under the ancient tree. The figure looked even smaller under the giant tree. The breeze passed by, and occasionally one or two maple leaves fell quietly like butterflies.

The hall is towering, and under the thousands of stone steps in front of the hall is a hundred acres of stone square. There is nothing else in the square except a few ancient trees. Ye Xiaoyang gradually fell asleep under the ancient trees. Not long after, the square was crowded with people and he was awakened.

Chuyang was warm, and there was no cloud in the clouds. A breeze strode passed by. Nearly a thousand Shenlin disciples were fluttering in their clothes and holding long swords in their hands. There were two more people in front of the hall. Although they were far away, Ye Xiaoyang could still see clearly. One was Zhaoyun who collided with him, and the other was Senior Brother Changhong, both of whom were the chief disciples.

The two led the swords, and the fantasy moves overflowed with beautiful sword energy. The entire hall was like a wonderful dance party, which made Ye Xiaoyang silently admire him without blinking.

As the sun was noon, Ye Xiaoyang went to the kitchen to help Grandpa Zhou do things. Many miscellaneous trees on both sides of the winding ancient road covered the scenery, gathered green shade, and there were more than one person in the high place to thick shrubs and weeds. Ye Xiaoyang walked while savoring the morning sword training session just now.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the bushes beside him. Ye Xiaoyang took a long breath and muttered in his heart: "There are small animals that were rare in the past everywhere on Shenlin Mountain. On the way home from the bamboo forest last night, I ran into a little white rabbit. Because it was too dark, the little rabbit was left to escape. I don't know what animal it would be. If it was a little rabbit or something, I must take it back as a pet."

Ye Xiaoyang slowed down, bent down, and tried not to make any noise, moving towards the bushes beside the road.

With a "puff", Ye Xiaoyang jumped into the pile of green shrubs. He saw a spirit monkey with crystal-clear eyes and shiny orange-yellow fur squatting, with its slender tail raised high, gnawing on a pile of nuts. Although the spirit monkey shook his hands like Ye Xiaoyang was scared and the nuts were all sprinkled, he jumped up to the tree with lightning speed.

"You, what's wrong with you? I've caught it for a long time. I'm about to succeed this time, so I'm driven away by you!" The voice of his speech was sweet and familiar, which warmed Ye Xiaoyang's heart and felt very good. Although it was a bit blameful, for some reason, he could still laugh in his heart.

Turning around, a girl with a pink long skirt and as high as herself walked over with a angrily voice, rolling her eyes at her. It was the master's daughter, Li Nuoer.

"It's you!" Ye Xiaoyang said with a smile.

The monkey who was already in the tree saw that the two of them had done nothing but caught him. He roared and beat his chest, as if he was mocking.

"You dare to make fun of me, let's see how I catch you and play with you!" Li Nuoer said harsh words to the monkey in dissatisfaction.

Seeing the monkey sank into the woods like a leap, Li Nuoer glared at Ye Xiaoyang, "Why don't you chase me quickly."

"But I, I still have to help Grandpa Zhou..."

Before Ye Xiaoyang finished speaking, he was already pulled up by Li Nuoer, "What are you talking about? You scared me away. Why don't you chase me after me?"

The two of them had been chasing in the forest for a long time, but the monkey easily jumped from one tree to another and made them feel bored under the tree. They kept patting their red butts and mocking them, very proud.

"Nuoer, let's take a break, I'm so tired!" Ye Xiaoyang begged to look at Li Nuoer who was sweating profusely.

"Chasing, catching it will allow you to rest."

The two followed the naughty monkey to chase out of the woods and came to the edge of the cliff.

There is no way out after the cliff, and there is no bottomless cloud and mist. If it falls down, it may be a lifelong death.

The monkey's face was no longer very good-looking, and he was a little scared, thinking to himself, "I've been killed now, and I actually escaped here."
Chapter completed!