Xu Yi was immersed in his mind, and within a short time, he had memorized all the hundreds of words in the air.
These words are not exercises, they seem to be spells, but they have no name. Xu Yi studied them for a while and was puzzled. He tested them with the spiritual power in the spirit stone, but it didn't make sense at all.
After studying for a while, I couldn't figure it out, but considering Meng Temple Master's identity, Xu Yi didn't dare to be careless, so I just kept these spell-like words in mind and thought about them all the time.
Immediately, he began to look through several notebooks of Commander Shao...
In this way, he read the classics for two days without stopping.
In the evening of that day, the little maid Cui'er brought food again and told him that Second Madam had left the customs and he could go and say thank you.
Xu Yi swallowed the food in a few mouthfuls, and then led by the little maid Cui'er to the backyard.
Second Madam met Xu Yi in the central hall of the backyard. Perhaps to avoid suspicion, seven or eight women, maids, and boys gathered around him.
Second Madam is twenty-seven or eighty years old. He is not very beautiful, but he is dignified, wealthy, and quite temperamental. His face is extremely kind. There is no sign of cultivation in his body. He is also an ordinary person.
Xu Yi solemnly thanked him, and Second Madam also respectfully returned the gift.
Xu Yi was just thinking about how to repay Second Madam's kindness when there was a bang, and the ajar door to the backyard was slammed open.
First four big men with big shoulders and round waists rushed in, and then a middle-aged woman with a cold temperament walked in majestically, supported by a group of maids and women.
"You are a shameless maid and an adulterer. Get me!"
The middle-aged woman shouted coldly, and four big men immediately jumped out and took it towards Second Madam. A strong woman jumped out from behind Second Madam. One person fought against the four big men, and she did not lose at all.
At this moment, a jade-faced middle-aged man walked in. He was dressed in brocade robes, his eyes were bright, and he was calm and intimidating.
As he walked through the door, the five people who were fighting fiercely stopped at the same time, saluted the middle-aged man in Jinfu, and said at the same time, "Good morning, sir!"
The middle-aged man in brocade clothes didn't even look at the people. He stared at the middle-aged woman and said coldly, "Where did you come from? Where are you going back to!"
The middle-aged woman looked directly at the middle-aged man in brocade clothes, pointed at Second Madam and said, "I really have such a magnificent spirit. This bitch has given me such a big cuckold, and how can I turn a blind eye?"
The middle-aged man's eyes finally fell on Xu Yi. Second Madam Yingying saluted, "Master, please..."
"Okay!"
Brocade-robed middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently, "How long has it been and you still don't want to let me worry?"
Suddenly, Second Madam burst into tears.
Xu Yi frowned slightly, feeling extremely unhappy. He never expected to fall into the drama of a house fight in this deep courtyard.
"This humble servant is so ignorant of the rules, please ask the master to deal with it. Otherwise, if the inner curtain is so uncontrollable, it will be spread to Second Uncle, wouldn't it be right..."
The middle-aged woman had finished her order, but the middle-aged man in fine clothes suddenly changed his color as if he had been struck by lightning.
At this moment, the door was knocked open again, and five more people came quickly. They all had cultivation levels. Although they were not as good as Mortal Transformation First Realm, they all had Tribulation Cultivation, which was many times stronger than the five people who participated in the battle before.
"Please Eldest Master go to the ancestral home as soon as possible. I'm afraid the old master is in trouble. Whether the position of the head of the family can be determined or not, today, the second master will never give up."
The voice of the white-browed old man in the middle was urgent and strong, like gold and iron.
"Once the old master passed away, although Old Madam was the second son of the old master, he gave birth to the second master. He has served the old master in power for so many years and has great power. However, only three of the eight elders support Eldest Master. The situation is not optimistic. For the current plan, if we want to win, without the support of the old master's last words, there is almost no hope."
The red-faced middle-aged man on the left of the white-browed old man was also very excited.
"Ruzhi Naihe, Ruzhi Naihe, there are Second Brother people both inside and outside the ancestral home. Not to mention that if I go and can't see my father, I'm afraid I won't even be able to come back alive. What should I do..."
Brocade-robed middle-aged man was so anxious that he was running around in circles, rubbing his hands and feet.
Suddenly, Second Madam exclaimed, "Yun'er, sir, it's Yun'er."
However, a group of people walked in. The leader, a big man from Tibet, held a seven or eight-year-old boy in his hand. The boy's lips were blue, his eyes were closed, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
"Lei Ting, you are crazy!"
Brocade-robed middle-aged man shouted angrily, "Let my son go immediately. If he does anything wrong, even Second Brother will never be able to protect you!"
After shouting angrily, he glared at Second Madam and said, "Didn't I repeatedly tell you not to let Yun'er leave the inner house in an emergency? You, you..."
The middle-aged woman sneered and said, "How can I care about Yun'er when I'm in love with you?
After saying this, sadness appeared on his face again, and his words turned sad, "Master, you only have one son, Yun'er. If Yun'er has three advantages and two disadvantages, master, you can..."
"Cui'er, what's going on? Didn't I ask you to lock Yun'er in the inner room?"
Second Madam said urgently, looking at the little boy with eyes full of endless worry.
Cui'er was so anxious that she cried and didn't know what to do.
"Okay, Eldest Master, your child is also the second master's nephew after all. As long as Eldest Master doesn't think anything wrong, your bloodline will be fine."
The big man from Angzang said loudly, "Come on, surround this place, no one can move rashly."
As soon as he shouted, a group of people he brought immediately moved around the courtyard and surrounded it.
"Yun'er, Master, save Yun'er..."
Second Madam cried out in pain.
"Shameless and lowly maid, you still dare to avoid the truth and pretend to be false, acting out your misery!"
The middle-aged woman shouted angrily.
Brocade-robed middle-aged man was upset. He waved his hand and grabbed Second Madam by the neck. He was about to catch him right away. A big hand reached out like lightning and held brocade-robed middle-aged man's big hand firmly. "It's OK to get angry, but it's OK to lose your mind easily. After all, it's not how you should behave at your age."
"You!"
Brocade-robed middle-aged man's eyes widened.
The five white-browed old men beside him were also shocked. Brocade-robed middle-aged man had taken the wishing pearl, and was only one step away from Spiritual Root Layer One. This was unusual Lightning Tribulation Expert.
As for Xu Yi, who was dressed in a green shirt, there was no spiritual power flowing on his body at all, and there was no momentum between his eyebrows. He didn't look like a monk at all. How could he suddenly grab Eldest Young Master's arm.
Xu Yi let go of brocade-robed middle-aged man's arm, cupped his fists at Second Madam and said, "Don't worry, madam."
After saying that, his body shook like a ghost, and he came close to the big man Lei Ting, and grabbed him with both hands. The big hand he protruded was like a peerless blade, and he easily killed him before he could counterattack. In response, Lei Ting's wrist was cut off, and he picked up the little boy lightly. His body was like the wind, and he came to Second Madam's side. With a flick of his finger, a drop of spiritual liquid was injected into the little boy's mouth.
Almost instantly, the little boy coughed, woke up, and threw himself into Second Madam's arms.
Second Madam hugged the little boy and burst into tears again. Brocade-robed middle-aged man came closer, patted her back gently, and whispered, "You are a distinguished guest, so don't lose your etiquette."