Time flies, sunrise and sunset, sunset and sunrise, and in the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed since the bloody night.

Baiyun City, inside the City Lord's Mansion.

Ye Xing is playing with his daughter, and before she knows it, her daughter is now ** months old and is about to turn one year old.

In the courtyard, pavilions, ponds and lotus leaves, a few frogs croaked and jumped into the water from the lotus leaves, and the water surface rippled in circles.

There is a pavilion next to the rockery of the pond, a white jade guqin in the pavilion, a snow-clothed woman jade hand flicks the strings, a wonderful note bursts out from the fingertips, the sound of the piano is crisp and pleasant, such as a ring, like a bird spreading its wings lightly, and like a spring water dingdong, it is very beautiful.

On both sides of the unloading are colorful flower beds, a hundred flowers are in full bloom, competing for beauty, the air exudes a faint fragrance of flowers, and a few colorful butterflies are dancing.

The road floor is paved with bluestone, unloaded, and a pink baby is babbling and toddler.

"Xuanxuan, my precious daughter, come, come to Daddy's arms, come over, yes, walk slowly, don't fall!" Ye Xing guided in front.

"Babbling, Mommy"

The little body of the baby fan was crooked to the left, twisted to the right, and the chair shook like a drunken fist with a lot of strength, and it seemed that he was about to come to the father, and the lucky guy giggled very happily, but he couldn't laugh for three seconds, and his left foot was suddenly tripped by his right foot, and he fell directly to the ground with a 'snap' sound.

"Woo woo woo"

"Don't cry, don't cry, good daughter doesn't cry, Xuanxuan is the best, fall and grow tall, it's okay, it's okay, don't cry"

Ye Xing hurriedly picked up his daughter from the ground and coaxed, and after coaxing for a while, fortunately the gang stopped crying, and then was amused by Ye Xing and giggled.

"Haha, Xuanxuan, come, call Daddy to listen, Dad!" Ye Xing taught. The girl is now the time to babble, she has learned to call Ma Ma some time ago, although the pronunciation is not very standard, but it is already very powerful, Ye Xing is ready to make persistent efforts to let her learn to call her father too.

"Huh?" Xing Xing looked at Ye Xing curiously with big black jewel-like eyes.

"Xuanxuan is obedient, call Dad!" Ye Xing said clearly and patiently taught.

"Babble"

"Dad!" Ye Xing said.

"Babble, mom," said Xu in a milky voice.

"Daddy!"

"Mommy, Momma, Baba"

"Hey, yes, yes, Baba, Dad!" Ye Xing said happily: "If Dad can't pronounce it well, then pronounce Baba first, Baba is Dad, Daddy Baba, Baba Dad!"

"Babble, huh!"

Ye Xing looked at the sky speechlessly.

was teaching Xuxuan to speak, when there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the courtyard, the sound came from far and near, and soon a guard came to Ye Xing, knelt down on one knee and said, "Subordinates see the city lord!"

"Well, what's the matter?" Ye Xing asked.

"Qi Qi City Lord, see you in Shaolin Temple, Sanskrit Rat!" the city lord's palace guard said respectfully.

"Master Fanyin?" Ye Xing's eyes flashed with a trace of doubt, and he immediately said, "You bring him to the living room to entertain him first, and I'll be there later!"

"Subordinates obey!" the guard immediately and respectfully retreated.

Master Sanskrit is a disciple of the abbot of Shaolin Temple, once the abbot of Kongyun steps down in the future, this master of Sanskrit is likely to be the next abbot of Shaolin Temple, and he is one of the most popular heirs of Shaolin Temple. The status can be said to be second only to the abbot Master Kongyun, and even higher than other senior monks and elders. Now that Shaolin Temple has sent such an important person to Baiyun City, there must be something important. And Wuliang Mountain Shaolin Temple has always been the Taishan Beidou of the entire Central Plains martial arts, similar to the existence of the martial arts alliance leader, which can make the Shaolin Temple dispatch, and attach so much importance to it, it must be a major event related to the entire Central Plains martial arts, and even the entire martial arts continent.

"Xuanxuan, Daddy won't accompany you for the time being, you go to your mother's place to play!" Ye Xing immediately came to the pavilion and handed her over to her mother, Mengxue, to take care of.

The sound of the piano in the pavilion gradually stopped, Dongfang Mengxue Meimu was puzzled, looked at Ye Xing and said, "Xianggong, the guards came just now, what happened outside?"

"Well, Master Sanskrit of Shaolin Temple is here. Ye Xing said: "I don't know what the specific thing is for the time being." ”

"Master Fanyin is here?" Dongfang Mengxue Liu's eyebrows showed a hint of solemnity, "Could it be that he is here to distribute the hero post!"

"Hero post?" Ye Xing's eyes were puzzled, and he was about to ask, but Meng Xue said: "Xianggong, you go out to entertain the master first, I will go out to sleep after coaxing Xuanxuan to sleep, and I will also go out to have a look later!"

"Well, okay then!" Ye Xing nodded, and immediately left the courtyard and walked in the direction of the meeting room.

Shaolin Temple is the first of the six holy places, and although Ye Xing is not afraid of the thousand-year-old holy land, he does not dare to despise it in the slightest. Although Ye Xing was promoted to the tenth super force, the strength of the super force was actually a little worse than that of the Millennium Holy Land.

If it was in the lair of Baiyun City, Ye Xing was naturally not afraid of any holy land, with missiles, electric energy and other mysterious methods of science and technology, if other holy places dared to offend, they would basically have to flee in disgrace. Even the mysterious Lunatic Cult had to hold its tail last time and flee in defeat.

However, this refers to local battles, and if you leave the Black Wind Ridge, then the people and horses of Baiyun City are still a little worse than the thousand-year-old holy land. There are many golden-bodied Arhats in the Dharma Temple of Shaolin Temple alone, all of which are hob meat, and Shaolin Temple is also the most powerful defense among the six holy places.

At this moment, in the living room of Baiyun City.

There is a large Taishi chair in the hall, and below it are two rows of mahogany tables and chairs, a cup of hot tea on the coffee table is steaming, and a monk next to him is wearing a robe, with a dignified look between his eyebrows, and is waiting patiently.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, but I saw a young man in Tsing Yi with short hair walking in from outside, and he naturally exuded a strong and powerful aura as he walked.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has seen Baiyun City!"

Master Fanyin immediately got up, folded his hands, and made a Buddha salute towards Ye Xing.

"Master doesn't need to be polite!" Ye Xing muttered, "I didn't know that the master came this time-"

"Amitabha, the poor monk took the liberty to come this time to distribute a heroic post to the Lord of Ye City on behalf of the Shaolin Temple of Wuliang Mountain!" Master Sanyin shouted the Buddha's name, and immediately took out a post from his bosom and handed it to Ye Xing.

The post is dark yellow, the paper is simple, exuding the smell of Buddhist incense candles, and there are five big characters on it'Martial Arts Hero Post', the words are like a dragon, vigorous and powerful.

Ye Xing flipped through the post, glanced at it, and suddenly his face changed slightly, and he said in surprise: "Are you ready to attack the Valley of Reincarnation?"