I have mine in my dream

"It's embarrassing, it's embarrassing, it's so embarrassing!" The big brother of the Soul Searching lineage's nose was getting angry.

The big brother's name was Meng Yanshan. He was Meng Liang's uncle.

Meng Yanshan had been focused on cultivation all his life, not too concerned about things outside of cultivation, and had never married or had children.

He had always treated Meng Liang as his son to cultivate.

He just didn't expect that Meng Liang would be so useless that he actually went to stroll Little South Street.

Strolling is just fine, but he was actually photographed.

It's just as well to be photographed, but it was actually put on the internet.

Putting it on the internet is just fine. He actually had the audacity to say something about true love.

Meng Yanshan felt that it was fortunate that he was a cultivator, otherwise, he would have already been angry at this adversary for having a cerebral hemorrhage.

"Master, what should we do now?" There were two disciples who asked anxiously.

Meng Yanshan sighed and said, "What else can we do? You two, go and ransom the person."

These two disciples had to go and redeem the man.

Two hours later, Meng Liang and Xiao Feng both came.

When Meng Yanshan saw him return with Xiaofeng, he almost exploded with anger: "What are you doing? Why did you bring this dusty woman back?"

Meng Liang looked at his uncle and said sadly, "We truly love each other, but those commoners don't understand, they want to break us up."

Meng Yanshan stomped his foot in anger, "She's a woman of the wind and dust, ah."

Meng Liang looked confused and asked, "What does a dusty woman mean?"

Monsanto: "......"

He looked at Meng Liang with some emotion, "I was wrong, I was so focused on making you cultivate that I didn't teach you the various gates of the world."

"This woman of the wind and dust is ......"

Meng Yanshan was suddenly a bit unable to speak.

He pointed at the disciple next to him and said, "You tell him what the woman of wind and dust is."

The disciple coughed and said, "Master, the disciple doesn't know."

Meng Yanshan: "......"

He suddenly wondered if he was wrong.

Meng Yanshan had a high status in the Soul Searching lineage, and over the years, he had always advocated that his disciples should not be exposed to the filthy earthly world.

As long as they kept their souls pure and cultivated on the mountain, it was fine.

Seeing all the disciples in the gate pure, Meng Yanshan's heart rejoiced.

Until today ......

Today, Meng Yanshan suddenly realized that things didn't seem to be going that way.

These disciples were indeed simple-minded, but they couldn't touch the outside world, and once they did, they would be quickly contaminated. And there was no resistance.

What use was a disciple who couldn't contact the outside world and could only be trapped on the mountain?

Meng Yanshan looked at the beams with both eyes and thought to himself: do we have to let these disciples out for a walk in the future? But then, wouldn't that be the same as the apostate Heaven's Gate?

When he thought of the Heavenly Gate under the auspices of Wang Fugui, it had almost turned into a shame for the cultivators.

These Heavenly Gate disciples ate and drank well all day long, used cell phones, and drove cars. They were simply deeply caught up in the red dust.

This kind of thing, Meng Yanshan wouldn't do it, nor did he want to do it.

He sighed and thought to himself: disciples are not going to be in the red dust, this matter is put aside beforehand, and this trouble in front of him needs to be solved.

So, Meng Yanshan explained to Meng Liang what a woman of dust and wind was.

After Meng Yanshan finished explaining it, he pulled out his sword and banged it on the ground.

He said to Meng Liang, "Now you've fallen into the laughingstock of the association. Do you still have the face to stay here? Are you still ashamed to participate in the contest?"

"There's only one way out of this. You kill this woman so that you can prove your innocence. Then put the blame on the Heavenly Gate and say that trickster Wang Fugui set you up. He used evil magic to control your body, forcing you to say something you didn't want to say."

The two disciples beside him secretly lamented in their hearts: how much of a scapegoat had the Heavenly Gate taken? All these years, whenever something went wrong, it was the Heavenly Gate that took the blame, and these two disciples were somewhat sympathetic to the Heavenly Gate.

Meng Liang, on the other hand, was dazed, he was still in great shock.

In the world, was there still a woman like that?

For a little money, he sold his chastity.

Meng Liang felt that this was nonsense, it was as unbelievable as going to eat dog shit just to get the same toy.

Meng Yanshan urged, "Why don't you kill her?"

Meng Liang, however, ignored his uncle.

He slowly turned his head, looked at Little Phoenix, and said with a sad face, "Are you ...... really a woman of the wind and dust?"

By this time, Xiao Feng was almost scared to death.

She suddenly realized that what Meng Liang said was true. He really was some kind of cultivator.

Most importantly, his friends and relatives were really vicious and fierce, completely disregarding all laws and discipline and killing at every turn.

What kind of group of people was this?

Little Phoenix looked at the sword on the ground and just felt that if she wasn't careful, she was going to be killed.

So she exerted the greatest acting skills of her life.

She didn't retort or acknowledge it, just had tears in her eyes and a disappointed expression on her face.

She looked at Meng Liang and let out a miserable laugh, "What do you think?"

The smile made Meng Liang's heart tingle.

Meng Liang said, "I don't think you are."

Xiao Feng hehe snickered, as if pouting, and said, "You're wrong, I am, kill me now."

Meng Liang shook his head repeatedly.

Little Phoenix closed her eyes and said in a miserable voice, "The words of the mountain oath are still in my ears. It's just that, it's just that, I'm too young, I'm too easily convinced of others."

Meng Liang suddenly whimpered and cried.

He hugged Xiao Feng and said, "I swear, I will never hurt you in my life, if anyone hurts you, I will protect you even if I have to fight to the death."

Meng Shangyan was so angry that he almost fainted.

He kicked Meng Liang and rolled him to the ground, "You traitor."

Meng Yanshan raised his hand and was about to hit Xiao Feng on the top of his head.

Meng Liang knew that his uncle was a superb martial artist, and with this slap, Xiaofeng would surely die.

So, Meng Liang jumped over and blocked Xiaofeng with his own body.

Meng Yanshan couldn't go on even with this slap.

Meng Liang cried and said, "Uncle, she is the most important person in my life. I don't care who she is, I don't care what she used to do. If you kill her, then I won't be able to live, I'd rather be martyred."

Meng Yanshan: "......"

Although the Soul Searching lineage lived on the mountain, it wasn't a bit of a love story.

However, pure people, their love stories are very pure as well.

The recent stories were all about martyrdom, as if martyrdom was something very poignant.

Meng Liang didn't know how his mind was hot, so he said the two words.

Meng Yanshan stared at him with a deadly stare, and suddenly sighed long and hard, and the old rascal sighed, "Misfortune for the master."

After all, he was still reluctant to hurt Meng Liang.