Lin Ye said: "But that is my disciple."

He said: "I saw that when the disciples of Shangyang Palace went out, everyone was really proud of themselves. Their demeanor, behavior, words and deeds all told the world that they were proud of their status as disciples of the Shrine Palace."

He also said: "And when I go out and walk on the street, I still look like this, swinging my waist, twisting my hips, waving my arms, holding my chin up and showing my nostrils, because I am no more proud of my master than the shrine."

The disciple’s pride is low.”

He said a lot today, but he felt there was one more thing he should say.

"The sect may have high and low levels, but the heart of a disciple should not have high or low levels."

After saying that, Lin Ye opened the door of the palace and went out, leaving behind the priest who was a little stunned.

Not long after, the blue-robed little priest Nie Wuzhi came in from outside and asked with a smile: "Master, is he an interesting person?"

The priest nodded: "Interesting and stupid."

He looked at Nie Wuzhi: "You seem to like this young man very much?"

Nie Wuzhi said: "Master knows that disciples prefer those who are not obedient."

The priest glared at him and said, "That's right, people are divided into groups."

Nie Wuzhi laughed again, and said after laughing enough: "Disciple can hear some truth from his words, and he has some insights."

The priest said: "I also have some insights from his words."

Nie Wuzhi leaned over and said, "Master, please enlighten me. What is your understanding?"

The priest said: "My feeling is that you should check it out right now. Are the disciples of the shrine all as virtuous as he said when they go out? They shake their hips, twist their waists, swing their arms, and turn their nostrils to the sky. If so,

Then I really should lose my temper!"

Nie Wuzhi said: "Master, it's okay."

The priest looked at him: "What can I do?"

Nie Wuzhi: "You can go and lose your temper, because as far as my disciples know, what Lin Ye said... is almost correct."

The priest's face changed: "Immortal Holy Lord, ring the bell and call everyone to gather in the front yard!"

Outside, Lin Ye pulled Yan Xiniu and strode away. Yan Xiniu was stunned: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Lin Yexin said, "Can't you be in a hurry? I lied so much that the old priest was distracted and didn't check my body. If you don't run faster now, what are you waiting for?"

From the moment he entered Tianshui Cliff, he felt that something was wrong with him, that something was about to move.

So he has been trying hard to suppress it, lest any flaws should be revealed, because he knew that what was about to happen must be related to the Zhoutian magic.

Mr. Xin said that once exposed, it will be difficult for gods to save him.

He said to himself, how easy is it for me, a fourteen-year-old kid, to reason with an old priest who should be sixty-four years old?

So run, run as fast as possible.

Yan Xiniu: "You can't hold it in anymore, can you?"

Lin Ye: "Yes, yes, let's go quickly."

Yan Xiniu: "I'm going to help you ask. Can you use the toilet in the shrine to help you first?"

Lin Ye: "I accept the trap. It won't work in other places. Let's go quickly."

Yan Xiniu: "The meaning of admitting a trap is similar to admitting a bed, right?"

Lin Ye sighed inwardly, this sect is a good sect, it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t want this master.

Then he quickened his pace and ran out, quickly disappearing.

Yan Xiniu caught up and took Lin Ye's arm: "Why are you running? Even if you are in a hurry and you are still on someone else's territory, you still have to follow etiquette. You shouldn't run so unruly."

Lin Ye lowered his voice and said, "Master, have you seen the white-robed disciples everywhere in the front yard?"

Yan Xiniu: "I saw it."

Lin Ye: "I just gave each of them a pair of small shoes."

Yan Xiniu pondered for a moment, then pulled up Lin Ye: "Run, run, run as hard as you can!"

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Chapter completed!