Zhang Yu had never seen this big turtle screaming on his own initiative. When he came last time, the big turtle was just confronting the big white rabbit and ignored him. Uuk.la suddenly screamed now, which made Zhang Yu a little curious.

Now, Zhang Yu no longer needs Ye Linglong to continue to carry him, but is supported by Ouyang Yanyan.

Whenever Ouyang Yanyan goes to Sun Zhaoyi's room, she will inevitably see the golden-scale turtle. She has never seen any movement from the golden-scale turtle. Few people seem to have heard the turtle's screams.

However, after hearing the turtle's scream, Ye Linglong subconsciously glanced at it, then was stunned again, then snatched it a few steps, squatted down and said, "You, you are Xiao Jin."

"Wuwuwuwu" The big turtle stretched its head, stretched its neck and pressed it against Ye Linglong's chest.

At this moment, Ye Linglong seemed to be able to confirm the identity of the big turtle. She immediately hugged the turtle's head and shouted excitedly: "Xiao Jin! You are really Xiao Jin! You are still alive for so many years, how could you be here?"

The first half of this sentence is inevitably a bit nonsense. A thousand-year-old turtle, 80,000-year-old turtle, even an ordinary turtle, can be saved by someone after being raised, let alone a golden-scale turtle.

"Wuwuwu" The golden-scale turtle's scream this time was a bit slow, and she seemed to understand Ye Linglong's words and wanted to answer.

But who can understand its answer?

Ye Linglong also couldn't understand, but just hugged the turtle intimately, as if she was reluctant to let go again.

Both Zhang Yu, Ouyang Yanyan and Pan Sheng could see that the golden-scaled turtle obviously knew Ye Linglong, and Ye Linglong also knew it. But how did this person and turtle know? It was really a bit incomprehensible.

Pan Sheng said curiously: "Do you know the big turtle?"

"Knowing it is Xiao Jin," Ye Linglong said with emotion.

Her body trembled a little while talking.

There were so many people coming in the room, but Sun Zhaoyi didn't say anything. Everyone's attention was focused on the Golden Scale Turtle and Ye Linglong, but they forgot to say hello immediately.

Fortunately, Ouyang Yanyan reacted quickly and immediately said, "Meet Master."

"Uncle Master." Zhang Yu also said.

"Master, I'm back." Pan Sheng realized that he didn't greet the master.

"Very good. I think this experience will benefit you a lot." Sun Zhaoyi said kindly.

Hearing Sun Zhaoyi's voice, Ye Linglong knew that this was his son's master.

She quickly turned her head to look at it, and when she saw Sun Zhaoyi's appearance, she could confirm that she was definitely a master. She walked down the golden-scale turtle's neck, got up and came to the kang, and said respectfully: "Ye Linglong gave a greeting to the Taoist priest, thanking the Taoist priest for his teachings to the children, and his great kindness, unforgettable, and he would never forget it."

Ye Linglong called Sun Zhaoyi the Taoist priest because in her opinion, Sun Zhaoyi's cultivation may be above her, or to be precise, above her. But if it is older, it must be far inferior.

"You are welcome. Pan Sheng and I have a fate with Wudang Taoist Temple. Since they are destined to be loyal and dedicated to the Tao, I will naturally be able to fulfill my wishes. You are Pan Sheng's mother. You can see that you still know the golden-scale turtle, and I don't know what your relationship has with it." Sun Zhaoyi said calmly.

"This" Ye Linglong hesitated for a moment and said, "The golden-scale turtle is the object of this sect. I died in my early years and was buried in the loess. After waking up, time has changed, and everything I had in the past has gone without knowing where to go."

She recognized the Golden Scale Turtle as her sect, but did not report the name of the sect, which obviously had a hidden secret.

Sun Zhaoyi nodded slightly and said, "Since you have something to hide, I don't force anyone to do anything. You came to Wudang Taoist Temple, reunited with mother and son, and met the golden-scaled turtle, I don't know what you think about the future."

"To be honest," Ye Linglong said sincerely: "I was inspired by Master Zhang, and I am willing to reform myself and stay in Wudang Taoist Temple to devote myself to practicing Taoism. I don't know what you mean."

"Naturally welcome." Sun Zhaoyi smiled slightly and said, "Pan Sheng, your mother is obviously injured. Take her to rest and live in the room next to you."

"Yes, Master" Pan Sheng agreed immediately, but the child was really serious. He immediately thought of something and said, "Isn't that room my grandfather's?"

When Ye Linglong heard this, she trembled again.

"Hasn't your grandfather come back yet? Let's talk about it when he comes back." Sun Zhaoyi said kindly.

"Okay." Pan Sheng nodded and followed him to his mother, "Mom, I'll take you to rest."

"Ye Linglong nodded, then thanked Sun Zhaoyi, Zhang Yu, and Ouyang Yanyan and left.

She really didn't understand why Sun Zhaoyi arranged for her in Pan Chonghai's room. She felt a little embarrassed. Pan Chonghai was not here now, but once she came back, how should she face it.

You should know that although I am not the culprit, I am also one of the culprits who killed Pan Changye.

Pan Sheng probably didn’t know the past, but what about Pan Chonghai?

When the golden-scale turtle saw her going out, she actually crawled over quickly, as if she was about to follow Ye Linglong.

Neither Sun Zhaoyi nor Zhang Yu stopped it and allowed the golden-scaled turtle to climb out slowly.

When the golden-scaled turtle went out, Sun Zhaoyi said, "Yang Ningzi, the abbot was injured very much. Please help him to the kang to rest. Wait until the pharmacy to retrieve Yang, Wu Longcao, Angelica." She said more than a dozen Chinese medicine in one breath, and finally added: "Boil these three bowls of water into a bowl of water and come and take it to him."

"Yes, Master." Ouyang Yanyan immediately did as she told Zhang Yu to lie down, and then went to the pharmacy to get the medicine.

It’s true that Ouyang Yanyan was worthy of being the boss of a biological company back then. She didn’t get involved with Yin Xiong and knew a little about some Chinese medicine. With Ouyang Yanyan’s guidance, she was able to get started.

Zhang Yu's injuries were not light, so Ouyang Yanyan would not delay. After she left and closed the door, Sun Zhaoyi looked at Zhang Yu who was lying beside her and said gently: "Sect Master, why are you so seriously injured?"

"I was almost lost when I was injured by Fajiang, the abbot of Leiming Temple, with a Thunder Pearl," Zhang Yu said gasping.

"Thunder Pearl" Sun Zhaoyi hesitated for a moment, then moved his body, and reached out to touch Zhang Yu's chest.

The Taoist robe on her chest was broken, and she could directly touch the injured skin. Her hands were cold. After contacting them, Zhang Yu did not feel pain, but was a little comfortable.

Sun Zhaoyi frowned and said in surprise: "Last time you were hit hard in the temple, even if the abbot of Leiming Temple is taller than Fahai, he would not use the Thunder Bead to make you look like this."

"Uncle Grand Master, you still know the Thunder Pearl," Zhang Yu said curiously.

"There is the wrath of thunder in Buddhism. This thunder bead is a Buddhist magic weapon. What's so strange about it?" Sun Zhaoyi said lightly.

"But I heard Fa Jiang's statement at that time, the Thunder Pearl seemed to be a very powerful magic weapon." Zhang Yu said in confusion...
Chapter completed!