There was nothing much to say about the Daoist. He was just an old Daoist with white hair, but the little girl had to make Yang Ling take a few more glances.
At first, he thought that she had a white hair disease, but after taking a closer look, it was not like that at all. This little girl was fair and beautiful. At such a young age, she could already see the shadow of a country and its people. What would happen when she grew up?
The only thing that made Yang Ling unhappy was that this girl had a sword hanging on her waist that was completely out of proportion to her body. When she saw Yang Ling looking at her, she raised her chin arrogantly, looking as if she was the most powerful and arrogant.
"Ziling greets this senior Chi Songzi and this one.。。。。。”
"My name is Xiaomeng, and Chi Songzi is my senior brother. According to seniority, you all have to call me senior.”
Xiaomeng introduced herself, then continued to introduce herself arrogantly. It was obvious that she wanted Yang Ling to bow to her.
Fu Nian, Master Xun, Zhang Liang, and the new Taoist priest all looked at Yang Ling as if they were watching a good show, waiting to see how he would respond.
Yang Ling cursed in his heart. These guys just wanted to see me make a fool of myself. They even thought that I was a child. This little brat was too awesome.
"Greetings, Senior Chi Songzi. Aiya, who is this peerless beauty? Could she be your daughter? Why don't I bring her out to play and see the scenery of the Little Sage Manor?”
Yang Ling started to play dumb. What a joke. How could he bow to a seven or eight-year-old girl? He couldn't afford to lose face.
However, Xiaomeng had no intention of letting Yang Ling go. She said proudly," Your three Grandmasters all praised you. I think you're just so-so. You don't even know seniority and don't even know how to bow?"”
Yang Ling was slightly stunned. Now he knew where the problem was. It must be Fu Nian and the others bragging about him to the heavens. Then, this girl felt very unhappy after hearing it. It was very likely because she thought she was very awesome.
Yang Ling was about to speak, but Master Xun had already said," Ziling, you must not be rude. Our Confucians are responsible for educating people, so we must not mess up our etiquette. Hurry up and bow to Miss Xiaomeng." You have to know that this eight-year-old girl in front of you is an out-and-out genius, a figure that only appeared in Taoism for hundreds of years. At the age of eight, she had comprehended the supreme Taoist mental cultivation method and its light. Her future achievements were limitless.”
When Xiaomeng heard what Master Xun said about her, she couldn't help but raise her chin even higher, her eyes almost touching the ceiling.
Yang Ling's balls shattered on the ground. I knew it. So this little wimp has a big background. No wonder he's so arrogant.
Just as he was hesitating whether he should bow or not, Chi Songzi came out to help him out." The Headmaster is too kind. Xiaomeng is good at everything, but she is too arrogant. Ziling, the age difference between you two isn't too big. Take her out to see the scenery of the Little Sage Manor. I have something to say to your grandmaster and the others.”
Yang Ling was secretly moved. This Chi Song Zi person was not bad. He immediately pulled Xiaomeng out of the scholarly faction's guest hall without any explanation.
Before she could walk far, Xiaomeng broke free from Yang Ling's grasp and said angrily," Let go of me! I can walk on my own!"”
Yang Ling sighed secretly. This child was obviously spoiled. He thought that just because he was talented and intelligent, he could look down on everything.
However, that's your Taoist business. If you suffer losses in the future, it's none of my business.
Yang Ling had no awareness of being the host at all. He called Zi Cong, who happened to pass by, and pointed at Xiao Meng." This is a distinguished guest from Taoism. Take her around. I'm going down the mountain."”
"Yes, Senior Brother!" Zi Cong replied respectfully.”
What made Yang Ling's balls hurt again was that Xiaomeng firmly refused," I don't want you to take me around. I want him to take me around. He clearly promised to take me around, but now he's throwing me to someone else. I'm so angry!"”
Yang Ling grinned. He suddenly felt very happy. This girl was clearly very young, but she was unexpectedly mature. The most important thing was that she always liked to talk to others like an adult.
Yang Ling admitted that he did not have a good impression of Confucianism, Mohism, or the various schools of thought within Taoism, especially Confucianism. Almost all of society in the later generations had been ruined by Confucianism, especially education.
Regardless of whether or not the later generations had misinterpreted the teachings of Confucianism, Yang Ling could not accept etiquette alone.
Fortunately, he had the title of the Supreme Saint of Confucianism, so he didn't have to bow to those three guys every day. On the contrary, he could enjoy the bow of Fu Nian and the other two guys in private. You wouldn't understand the sour feeling.
Although he didn't have a good impression of them, this didn't stop him from developing a little interest in the current Taoism, especially a Taoism that was divided into two factions and was fighting internally.
Looking at the exasperated little girl in front of him, Yang Ling waved his hand indifferently and said," If you want to follow me, then follow me. If you get lost later, I won't look for you. I won't say that you're coming down the mountain with me."”
"Who wants you to look for me? You hate it when people treat me like a child!" Xiaomeng said in an aged manner.”
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