Soon.

Yelin lived in this small fishing village.

The news of the arrival of Mr. Teaching in the small fishing village also quickly spread throughout the small fishing village, making those quaint people come to watch.

Take a look at the difference between the legendary Mr. Teacher and their group of mud legs.

But.

No matter what they looked at, this teacher was like their bunch of mud-legged men.

It's all one head, two shoulders, and two nostrils.

To say different.

is whiter and better looking than their group of mud legs, and there is an inexplicable aura on his body that makes people feel depressed.

Is this the aura that only scholars have?

In the evening.

There was a bright moon hanging in the sky, and the cold wind blew, blowing the black clouds in the sky to cover the bright moonlight.

A white light rose from the small fishing village and quickly flew in the direction of Chang'an City.

The prosperity of Chang'an City.

It is indeed not a small fishing village that can be compared, or the current Chang'an City, which is almost full of people, and is almost called the city that never sleeps.

Yelin was really a little puzzled.

In ancient times.

Shouldn't there be a ban?

Why?

But soon, there was no need for him to wonder.

For he saw the banner hanging above the city.

Tang Dynasty.

Could this be the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty?

He found a place to descend from the sky and slowly walked in the city that never sleeps.

Looking at the people around him, a look of surprise appeared on Yelin's face.

Sure enough.

The people in Chang'an City are different from the people in small fishing villages.

The people in the small fishing village, compared with the people in Chang'an City, is the gap between heaven and earth.

Really.

What do you say?

The people in Chang'an City, wearing a piece of clothing casually, are all done by the people of a small fishing village for half a month, or a month of hard work.

Of course.

It's not a description.

The people in Chang'an City are all so rich, and there are still beggars on the streets.

Even the people from poor families are probably better than the people in small fishing villages.

Armor is everywhere.

Soldiers in armor and murderous soldiers patrolled the streets with spears in hand, but the people were not afraid of these warriors.

This is also surprising to Yelin.

"Selling sugar gourds."

"Beautiful clothes, don't miss them."

"Sell fresh fish, fresh fish."

"Childe, would you like to come in and have some fun?"

Listening to the shouts around him, Yelin had a faint smile on his face, but when he walked to the door of the Qinglou, he was dragged by a dusty woman and said, "Childe, come to our Spring Breeze Pavilion to play and have a drink." ”

"This!"

Suddenly.

Yelin's face turned dark.

What are you trying to do?

Want me to go to prostitution?

"What have you done? Broken flowers and willows, how can they be seen? Yelin snorted coldly, and directly shook off the hand of this dusty woman.

"Hmph, poor monk, get out, it's a waste of my mother's interest."

Hearing the words of this young man, the dusty woman said that she also had a temper, snorted coldly, threw a flattering eye at the pedestrians in the distance, and began to continue to solicit customers for the Qinglou.

As for Yelin, the short-haired monk?

Hum.

She didn't have the heart to care about this stupid monk.

I haven't tasted a woman, I don't know the beauty of a woman.

"You!"

Yelin's face turned dark, and he turned around and left.

Never mind.

Don't worry about this group of broken flowers and willows.

If a dignified warrior in the realm of the valley is dealing with this group of remnants of flowers and willows, wouldn't it be a loss of grace?

Let's take a look at it yourself and get to know the world.

And he couldn't figure out how he was a monk.

Could it be said.

Short hair is a monk?

What happened in front of the Qinglou was just a small episode.

And that doesn't stop the interest of the Yelin cruise.

He walked aimlessly through the streets, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Huh, what is this?"

Suddenly.

Yelin walked up to a mural and looked at what was painted on it, and his eyes couldn't help but look surprised.

The mural is so lifelike that it seems to be able to burst out of the wall.

"This donor, I don't know what this donor has to say about the poor monk's paintings?"

That's when it happened.

A fat man who was sloppy in dress, with messy hair, and laughed like a Maitreya Buddha, looked at Yelin with a smile and said.

"No, I don't know how to paint, I'm just curious about why this mural is so lifelike."

Yelin looked at the big fat man in front of him, his brows furrowed deeply.

He always felt that the fat man in front of him seemed to be somewhat familiar, but why couldn't he remember it?

"Hey, what's this? It's not a big deal, when the craft arrives, it must be learned. ”

The fat monk looked at the stranger Yelin in surprise, and said with a smile on his Maitreya Buddha-like face.

This person is covered in a layer of confusion, and he can't see clearly.

Moreover.

This painting of his, which ordinary people can't see now, turned out to be that the young man could actually see it, which was interesting and interesting.

"Okay! Excuse me. ”

Yelin nodded, turned around and left, not lingering in this realm.

And the fat monk looked at Yelin's departing back, and his brows furrowed deeply.

Even if he didn't have eyebrows, the layer of doubt on this young man's body seemed to be foggy, and it always gave people a feeling that they couldn't see and touch.

It's a feeling like never before.

After Yelin left the mural stall, he thought about it, but he couldn't think of who the fat monk was.

"Wait, small fishing village, fat monk, murals?"

Suddenly.

A thunderbolt flashed through Yelin's mind, and without making his eyes widen, the depths of his eyes were full of disbelief.

This, is this the plot of "Journey to the West"?

the groove.

Thinking that it was very likely to be the plot of "Journey to the West", Yelin only felt that his scalp was trembling, and his soul was swaying in horror.

The level of force in this world seems to be a bit high.

It's true.

The force value of this world is indeed high.

I came to this kind of heaven-defying world.

Isn't that the rhythm of finding your own death?

There is not much horror in the early stage of "Journey to the West", according to his current strength, he should be able to cope with the early stage, but in the later stage, that is the real pervert level.

Do you know?

The great sun of this world is like a phantom, just a head, it is already the size of the earth, you know?

Do you know how terrifying this world really is?

With just one slap, the invincible Monkey King was suppressed.

And look at the appearance.

Since this world exists in the form of a planet, it is very likely that this world exists in a cosmic way.

Those immortal Buddhas also existed.

It's a bit difficult.

At this time, Yelin already had the idea of retreating.

[The system releases the main quest, obtains the Great Day Rulai, Success Reward: None, Failure Reward: Permanent Stagnation.] 】

(End of chapter)