Yuanzhen's eyes flickered, and the thoughts in his heart became more and more dangerous.

When he did it just now, he had already sent someone to the mountain to inform the Chen family that Lingji Temple and the Chen family had been repaired for generations, not to mention that today's incident had become like this in order to protect the Chen family, and he didn't believe that the Chen family would stand by and watch.

Different from Lingji Temple, the monks are self-cultivation and have no powerful swordsmen, the Chen family has practiced martial arts for generations, and many people's weapons are really stained with human blood.

"Just resist for a while, when the people of the Chen family come, this junior will definitely die!"

Thinking of this, he didn't have the idea of continuing to step forward, but hid in the crowd, watching Ye Qingsoul surrounded by countless monks, constantly knocking down the monks in front of him, and strolling forward.

After Ye Qingsoul hit a few monks, his eyes swept away, and the people who appeared in front of him were actually ordinary disciples, he couldn't help frowning, looked around, and soon saw Yuan Zhen hiding in the crowd.

"What a shameless person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, do you want to rely on crowd tactics to kill my physical strength and finally appear?"

He sneered, naturally he would not fulfill his wish, and when the long stick was swept away, he directly emptied a large area in front of him.

Then, Ye Qingsoul said loudly: "Yuanzhen, as an elder-level figure of Lingji Temple, but you are hiding behind a group of disciples, do you know how to be ashamed? I am ashamed of you! If you still want to be faced, come out and fight me quickly!"

Hearing this, Yuan Zhen was shocked, and then his face immediately showed annoyance, and he was so angry that his blood pressure almost increased.

I wanted to wait for the Chen family to arrive before coming forward, but who would have thought that Ye Qingsoul would be so hateful, and he just stared at him.

In this current meeting, he can't come forward, so he has to face it head-on.

Because, he had already felt the faint contemptuous gaze of some disciples around him.

If he retreats at this moment, no one in the entire Lingji Temple will be able to look down on him in the future!

"Damn...... It would be nice if I passed out in a coma like Senior Brother Yuanjue!"

He stood up with a hard face, not to mention how reluctant.

If he could, he really didn't want to face Ye Qingsoul in person, and he was really scared.

Ye Qingsoul looked at him with a smile, raised the long stick, and was about to make a move, when suddenly he heard an old sigh, which suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

Immediately after, the voice continued: "Amitabha, there has been enough blood shed today, you might as well give Lao Gu a face, stop it!"

Although the voice was old and calm, it sounded in everyone's ears very clearly, and it forcibly covered the noisy fighting and shouting on the field.

At the same time, there seemed to be an irresistible force that made everyone stop fighting and look towards the place where the voice came.

Ye Qingsoul was no exception, in fact, he was the first to react, and directly locked on the old monk who stood behind Yuan Jue at the beginning and never said a word.

The voice just now was really from him.

At this moment, the old monk clasped his hands together, lightly punched Ye Qing's soul, and then said slowly: "Master Ye, today, you are crushing my Lingji Temple with your own strength, and you are destined to be famous in the rivers and lakes." According to the old monk's opinion, this matter might as well end here, what do you think?"

Ye Qingsoul frowned slightly, looking at the old monk, he saw that he was dressed in a white robe, delicate and clean, and although his body was thin, he stood straight.

With his hands folded, he seems to be demure and indifferent, but he is like a javelin piercing into the ground, motionless, obviously a kung fu achievement, and it is by no means extraordinary.

After thinking about it, Ye Qingsoul didn't answer his words, but asked with a smile: "Dare to ask what the master is called?"

The old monk shook his head and said: "The master doesn't dare to be, I'm just an ordinary monk in Lingji Temple, who takes care of flowers and plants, and it's only because of my age that I get the identity of a round character generation, and Lord Ye Shi calls me Yuankong." ”

"If Master Yuankong is an ordinary monk, then no one in this Lingji Temple can be called a master. ”

Ye Qingsoul smiled slightly, but his face was a little more solemn.

This round void, from its appearance to the present, has been silent, if it weren't for his sudden opening just now, Ye Qingsoul himself wouldn't even notice that there was actually a master with such deep internal strength hidden at the scene!

He couldn't even see the depth of the round sky!

However, judging from the hand that Yuankong just showed, his true strength is definitely not as simple as internal strength.

Even if you don't break through the level of internal strength, I'm afraid you've already immersed yourself in this realm

For many years, he belongs to the master of the peak level of internal strength!

"I can't imagine that there are not all mediocre people in Lingji Temple, but with the ability of Master Yuankong, he is just an ordinary monk who takes care of flowers and plants, which is really ridiculous. ”

Ye Qingsoul shook his head and sighed.

"I like to take care of flowers and plants, so I did this errand, and there is nothing wrong with it. If I want to manage the affairs of the temple on behalf of my brother Yuanjue, I will not do well. ”

Yuan Jue replied seriously, and then looked at Yuan Zhen, who was full of sluggishness on the side, like a dream, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Yuanzhen, give Senior Brother a face, stop fighting, don't fight again, is it okay?"

"Yes, you can ......"

Yuan Zhen replied dumbly, not knowing what to say.

He always thought that his senior brother Yuankong was just an old man who had no intention of martial arts, focused on serving flowers and plants, and studying Buddhist scriptures, but who knew that he had such internal strength!

In the entire Lingji Temple, even Yuanjue himself will never be Yuankong's opponent!

After a pause, he suddenly came back to his senses, a look of surprise instantly appeared on his face, and he hurriedly stepped forward and said earnestly: "No...... Senior Brother Yuankong, this matter can't just be left like this!"

"This guy...... This guy has humiliated my Lingji Temple so much, and this revenge will not be avenged, how will we gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes in the future?"

He pointed at Ye Qingsoul and complained with hatred.

Ye Qing's expression remained unchanged, but was full of banter.

As for Liu Hongyan, he suddenly became worried, the current situation, this Yuankong Master is obviously an extraordinary master, if he really listens to Yuanzhen's slander and embarrass Ye Qingsoul, will Ye Qingsoul be his opponent......

Yuankong glanced at him lightly, and said calmly: "Why do we monks want to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes?"

"This ...... I ......"

Yuan Jue suddenly showed a blank look, and he didn't know how to speak.

Yuankong continued: "As early as when you were defeated at the beginning, I wanted to meet this Ye Shi Master for a while, but at that time, it was not for the name of Yanglingji Temple, but for the sake of Senior Brother Yuanjue's face. ”

"In addition, I seem to have seen a little shadow of the old man from Master Ye Shi, and I am happy to see the hunt. ”

"We are monks, fame and fortune are like smoke, I have no intention of getting involved in these mundane affairs, but if you continue to mess around, the Buddha may not like it, why insist on making mistakes again and again?"