Xiao Yifeng sighed in his heart, smiled and said: "It's okay, since Mrs. Lin is so kind, I naturally want to meet her."
Lin Wuyou was overjoyed, but also felt a little embarrassed. After all, he knew that Xiao Yifeng had been extremely busy recently due to marriage.
Xiao Yifeng smiled slightly, patted his shoulder, got up and walked to Lin Wuyou's small courtyard.
Along the way, he asked about Lin Wuyou's cultivation status and was a little surprised to learn that he had already established the foundation of Dzogchen and was preparing to form elixirs.
Although Lin Wuyou's speed is not as fast as Xiao Yifeng's, it is definitely not slow. At least it is much faster than Xuan Yi and others.
Therefore, Lin Wuyou is relatively well-known among the younger generation, but because Xiao Yifeng is so sharp, most people mention him as Xiao Yifeng's disciple.
Outsiders naturally think that Xiao Yifeng teaches well and that famous teachers produce great students.
But Xiao Yifeng knew that she had not taught him seriously for many days at all.
Did you find a treasure?
Xiao Yifeng encouraged him a few words and talked about some key points of forming pills.
As for the elixirs needed to form elixirs, he naturally didn't need to worry about them. The people at Wuya Palace should have prepared them for him long ago.
The two of them talked all the way to Lin Wuyou's small courtyard, where they saw Mei'er waiting at the door of the courtyard.
She is still the same as before, and more than ten years is not too long for a foundation-building monk, not to mention that she has formed a pill a few years ago.
Of course, externally she still said that she could stay young forever by taking Lin Wuyou's beauty elixir.
Seeing Xiao Yifeng walking towards them talking and laughing, her eyes couldn't help but become a little gentle.
Xiao Yifeng walked up to her, nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Mrs. Lin, long time no see."
"Well, I have met Master Xiao Xian."
Mei'er bowed politely, then smiled and said, "I heard that the Immortal Master is about to get married, so I specially congratulated the Immortal Master."
Xiao Yifeng nodded and said, "Mrs. Lin, you're welcome. If you are free then, I can ask Wuyou to bring you up for a glass of wine."
Mei'er's eyes dimmed a little, and she shook her head and said, "Thank you for the kindness of Master Immortal. The villa is busy with affairs, and the hall is full of immortals. As soon as I am a mortal, it is not convenient for me to come up and disturb you."
Xiao Yifeng knew that she was worried about her identity being recognized, so she didn't force it.
Meier's purpose was very simple. She really wanted to congratulate Xiao Yifeng and had no other ideas.
After all, her original identity was just Lin Hongjie's concubine, not his wife, and she had no intention of jealousy.
She was very satisfied to see Xiao Yifeng and Lin Wuyou getting along harmoniously, even if she could only appear as Mrs. Lin.
Xiao Yifeng naturally knew what she was thinking and said with a smile: "Mrs. Lin is here. I have not fulfilled my duties as a landlord. Madam, are you interested in visiting Wuya Hall?"
Mei'er's heart moved. She looked at Lin Wuyou but was worried about being gossiped about by others. She smiled softly and said, "No need. Master Xiao is busy with other things and I don't dare to disturb Master Immortal."
Xiao Yifeng sighed in his heart, walked into the courtyard, took out the tea set and said with a smile: "In that case, I will just have a cup of tea to show my friendship as a landlord."
Meier did not continue to refuse, she sat down happily and said, "Then I have to taste Master Xiao Xian's tea."
Xiao Yifeng smiled at Lin Wuyou and said, "Wouyou, don't just stand there, sit down."
Lin Wuyou hummed and sat down, while Xiao Yifeng made tea and chatted with them.
Most of the time, Xiao Yifeng was asking about Meier's life at the foot of the mountain. He seemed to be curious about mortal life, and he had a good sense of proportion.
Mei'er also looked a little curious, and Xiao Yifeng could only talk about his experiences in the battle between good and evil from time to time.
But Xiao Yifeng's identity has really been in vain since the beginning of the war between good and evil in the Northern Territory battlefield, and his actions are lackluster.
To put it bluntly, Xiao Yifeng did not contribute as much as Lin Wuyou in the battle in the Northern Territory, but Meier still listened with interest.
Xiao Yifeng quickly made a pot of tea and poured a cup for both Meier and Lin Wuyou.
"I'm not proficient in tea art. I'm just arty and make you laugh."
Meier picked up the tea and blew it gently. The reflection of the tea in the cup made her eyes sway, making it difficult to see what she was thinking.
"Master Xiao Xian is so humble. That person in my family has never done this before. Master Xiao Xian is already very powerful."
Lin Wuyou rarely learned about his father from Mei'er, and was surprised: "Mother, are you talking about dad?"
Meier nodded and said with a smile: "Your father didn't like drinking tea before, he only liked drinking, but that's all in the past."
Xiao Yifeng's heart skipped a beat. Lin Hongjie seemed to have the impression that he really didn't know any tea skills, just like in his previous life.
However, tea art can be learned later. He smiled and said: "It's the same as before. If someone hadn't taught me, I would still know nothing about it now."
Meier smiled at Lin Wuyou and said, "Wouyou, you have to learn from your master. Don't just fight and kill in the future."
Lin Wuyou touched his head in embarrassment, nodded and said, "Mother, I understand."
The three chatted for a while, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious, and each other was relatively relaxed.
Meier couldn't hide the satisfaction in her eyes. Being able to have three people together like this was a luxury for her.
Just watching you from a distance like this, I am already satisfied.
When the tea was slightly cold and Xiao Yifeng wanted to make another pot, Meier stretched out her hand to stop him.
"Master Xiao Xian, I deeply apologize for disturbing you today. It's getting late and I should go back."
She didn't want to waste Xiao Yifeng too much time, and was afraid that she would indulge in it, so she wisely got up and left.
Xiao Yifeng did not hold back too much and said politely: "I'll give Mrs. Lin a ride."
"No need, Master Xiaoxian, you are busy, just send me back Wuyou."
Lin Wuyou can now freely enter and leave the Wentian Sect, and has completed the foundation building process, so he can fly back with Meier.
"Master, I can just send my mother back."
Xiao Yifeng looked at Mei'er and nodded with a smile: "In that case, I won't send Mrs. Lin off. Wuyou, please be safe."
Lin Wuyou nodded, and the two of them said goodbye to Xiao Yifeng and left with Meier.
Xiao Yifeng was in a daze watching their leaving figures. Now that he was busy with various affairs, he really had no time to pay attention to the affairs of their mother and son.
In general, he believed that he was worthy of their mother and son, and he only hoped that they could be worthy of his kindness.
Lin Wuyou drove Meier all the way back to Wanghong Villa with his sword, and the sky was already getting dark.
His tall and straight figure, the jade tree facing the wind, fell down like a fairy, attracting the eyes of many young maids in the manor.
Meier took a panoramic view of the situation in the village and said with a smile: "Wouyou, you have grown so big in a blink of an eye, it is time to find a wife."
Lin Wuyou smiled awkwardly and said, "In the Taoist tradition, people follow fate. I haven't met the woman I like yet, so just let it happen."
Mei'er didn't force it. After all, she was also a Taoist and knew that she couldn't force this matter.
"Then when you meet the girl you like, remember to bring it back to your mother to see."
Lin Wuyou couldn't help but think of a beautiful figure and hummed.
