Lingmiao Daojun practices very quickly.

She didn't even need to practice deliberately, her Taoism was growing unconsciously.

But she is quite controversial in the world.

She is not a pure and kind person.

Her judgment standards are also different from others.

She will not do good deeds just for the sake of fame.

This also led to some people hating her and some believing in her.

People who believe in her are extremely fanatical and sincere.

But Lord Lingmiao didn't care.

She has never cared about fame, only her true heart.

The next time I heard about her was during her ascension.

Ten years have passed, and Wen Mingxuan has already become the pillar of the Dengxian Sect.

The name of Lingmiao Daojun also spread throughout the world.

There is only one step left before ascending.

Next to Wen Mingxuan was a teenage disciple, his only disciple.

"Yang Mo, you are so lucky."

"My parents are both mortals, but they are destined to become friends with Dao Lord, and even accept you as their only disciple." The disciples around him looked at Yang Mo with envy.

Yang Mo is fourteen years old this year, and he is the child of Little Cherry and Mo Ling.

Mo Ling is a spiritual creature, and the child luckily got the spiritual root, but he never inherited his demon body.

Yang Mo pursed his lips and smiled: "It's Mo'er's honor."

Over the years, there have been countless people who wanted to become Wen Mingxuan's disciples.

There are countless people who want to give him women.

Ling Yue, the daughter of the leader of the Lingyun Sect, did not give up and waited ten years.

In the past ten years, whenever Wen Mingxuan glanced at any woman, she would secretly cause trouble for that woman.

Wen Mingxuan scolded him countless times, but Ling Yue still went his own way and did not allow any woman to appear in front of him.

Wen Mingxuan simply refused to go out and went into seclusion.

This time it broke through exactly three days ago and is one step away from soaring.

He and Lingmiao Daojun are known as two peerless geniuses.

Both have their own fans.

"Hey, call your master out." Ling Yue came again.

Yang Mo frowned slightly: "Go away, Master won't see you."

In the past ten years, Ling Yue has appeared at Dengxianmen countless times, and it has become routine.

Ling Yue pursed her lips slightly: "He thinks I'm domineering, arrogant and rude. I've changed all of them. What else does he want from me?"

"I can change anything."

Yang Mo sighed: "Master said you are very good and there is no need to change."

Ling Yue's eyes turned slightly red: "I'm fine, but he just doesn't love me."

Wen Mingxuan, the proud son of heaven and the youngest Taoist Lord.

Who doesn’t admire women in the world?

The Dengxian Sect has Wen Mingxuan, the Sanqing Sect has Lingmiao Dao Lord, and the Lingyun Sect has nothing.

It has been gradually marginalized by the three major sects.

She could not let go of Wen Mingxuan, both in public and private matters.

"Can't he forget that mortal woman? How am I inferior to that mortal woman?!" Ling Yue asked loudly with red eyes.

"Mortals are old, sick and die, and are full of vulgarity. It was her honor to be able to offer sacrifices to Lord Dao back then. Lord Dao has remembered her for so many years, it's enough!"

"Master Dao, how am I inferior to her? Master Mingxuan!" Ling Yue stood in front of the hall and shouted angrily.

"That's just a mortal girl. She's totally different from you. You two are not from the same place. Lord Dao, why don't you look at me? Why don't you look at me!" Ling Yue almost collapsed.

She was born noble and got whatever she wanted.

It happened to Wen Mingxuan that he stumbled.

After so many years of birth, I still can’t let go.

The disciples were pointing around, but Ling Yue didn't care at all.

"Wen Mingxuan, come out to see me!" Ling Yue shouted loudly.

a long time.

Only then did I hear a low sigh.

"I've met Daojun." When he appeared in white clothes, all the disciples were prostrate on the ground.

The youngest Taoist Lord, after fourteen years of entering Taoism, he has surpassed the Supreme Elder and is about to ascend.

Ling Yue looked at that face infatuatedly.

The person she had missed for ten years.

At this moment, he is like a god.

It's like a god looking down on all living beings.

Wen Mingxuan looked at her with slightly raised eyebrows, Ling Yue's teeth chattered, but after not seeing her for half a year, Wen Mingxuan's cultivation had indeed improved again.

"Tell me, how am I inferior to her?"

"She is dead, and you don't want to marry again."

"I am not willing to lose to a mortal woman."

"Is it because she offered sacrifices to you?" Ling Yue gritted her teeth.

"I can do that too."

Wen Mingxuan only looked at her intently.

"I have advanced cultivation, beautiful appearance, and treat you wholeheartedly. How am I inferior to her?"

According to legend, Mingxuan Taoist Lord was chased by the mortal girl for fifteen years, and the mortal girl's appearance was even more ugly.

Why has such a person been remembered by Daojun for so many years!

Can't she even compare to such a mortal woman?

Wen Mingxuan said softly: "No one in the world can compare with her."

Ling Yue's eyes suddenly turned red.

"You can leave. There is no need to mention the Taoist couple. I will not marry a wife or take a concubine." After Wen Mingxuan finished speaking, he turned and left.

Ling Yue was so angry that tears fell down and she just gritted her teeth and said.

"You lied. I went to see the mortal world where you entered Taoism."

"I once dug up her grave. There were no bones in her grave, only two wine glasses! You lied to me, you lied to me!" Ling Yue cried and shouted.

Unexpectedly, Wen Mingxuan's face suddenly darkened.

"Did you dig up her grave?"

The air suddenly condensed, and everyone felt their hearts tremble, and an invisible pressure came out.

It shocked countless people.

Ling Yue's body trembled and her face turned pale.

"It's obviously an empty coffin with nothing!" She just wanted...

I want to dig up that woman's grave to vent my anger.

Unexpectedly, there was only a pair of wine glasses inside.

There was a snap.

Ling Yue had her teeth knocked out, and blood mixed with her teeth was spat out.

"I have rejected you countless times, why do you still bother her!" Wen Mingxuan suppressed his anger.

Ling Yue was completely knocked away.

Ling Yue was frightened and desperate, feeling that the Tao Lord dressed in fresh air was like an evil ghost at this moment.
To be continued...