Chapter 298: Ascend the Ancient Temple Again

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A shocking news has attracted the attention of all prominent courts in Yanjing.

Armed Forces.

Three hours ago, it entered the first level of combat readiness.

"What is this for? Did the Martial Arts Association take the wrong medicine? “

Heard.

The god of war is on the platform.

Then, he is NoNo, a person from the Four Great Realms

At this moment, millions of children from the four realms, looking up at the sky, their hearts are surging, and there is finally someone. Stand up for our four realms!

Half an hour later.

The urgent order of the Heavenly King Wen Tian's punishment was conveyed to each province and city to city. And clearly warn the members of his command that they have all stopped recently.

and other orders to enter Jinling City.

The members of the Martial Arts Association who temporarily live in the local area are all mourning.

No one expected, a day or two. Things will ferment to this point, and even the Great Sun Heavenly King is jealous.

The most hemorrhizable is NoNo

Dou Xing, who is the first in line on the Qianlong list, originally arrived in Jinling together with Zhuji, the elder of the Dizi generation.

Unexpectedly, a god of war was killed in the sky.

For the sake of insurance, Dou Xing did not move.

Now, Zhu Ji disappeared rashly in Jinling, and this genius Junjie, who was ready to use Wang Chonglong to humiliate the Four Realms, was directly frightened.

That oath, to step on Wang Chonglong's bones, and the heart-wrenching words of being on the earth's evil list, now it seems that it is more like inadequateness.

Ultimately.

Dou Xing publicly apologized and took the initiative to admit defeat.

Cowardly!

The crowd was speechless.

In this battle, Wang Chonglong has the will to die, even if he can't win, he can't lose the demeanor of the four realms.

Therefore, he took this decisive battle very seriously.

However, he was ready for a battle, and in the end, he surrendered without a fight, and won inexplicably.

Wang Chonglong, who was still temporarily living in Jinling, learned the news, scratched his head at first, then looked confused, and finally bared his teeth and laughed.

The realm master is the realm master.

Chrysostom opened.

The martial arts association went up to the Heavenly King Wen Tian's punishment, down to tens of thousands of disciples, all of whom were shrunken turtles!!

Boom!

The second bell of the ancient temple in the clouds rang.

At this time. Ye Han was on top of the treasure hall, sitting opposite an old monk with kind eyebrows.

Outside the treasure hall, the incense is continuous, the tourists are weaving, an old locust tree that five or six people can only wrap around half a circle, the incense sachet is hung on it, and the red long rope sways in the breeze.

Mortals always like to pin their fate on the gods.

Twenty minutes passed, and the old monk still closed his eyes and recited the scriptures silently.

Ye Han's legs were coiled. Sit on the futon and try to restrain the killing aura around your body.

"Amitabha."

After a long time, the old monk clasped his hands together and nodded to Ye Han.

Ye Han put his hands together and returned the salute.

"Donor, it's not ordinary! I was in a hurry before, and the old man was clumsy! “

"To be in the mundane is to be mundane." Ye Han replied.

Ye Han was open and honest. "On this trip to Jinling, I came for Xiao Xue'er."

After being stunned for a long time, the old monk was so pleased that he smiled, and saluted Ye Han, "Good, good." “

Of course, Ye Han heard that the old monk was sincere and blessed him and Xiao Xue'er, so he smiled and said, "Thank you, old man." “

"This time, the gate valves who came to compete for marriage, the wealthy family, have strong comprehensive strength, donor, you have to make plans early." The old monk kindly reminded.

"For her, what about penetrating this Jinling?"

The old monk suddenly had a feeling of fright: "According to the day, Miss Xiao is going to ask for some incense and candles for the royal family today." “

The big door will burn incense and worship the Buddha.

The incense candles used to worship the Buddha are purchased by ordinary people in the store, similar to the existence of the Xiao family, which is directly in contact with the temple and comes to invite them regularly.

In respect of the gods.

You can't say you want to buy it, you need to replace it with the word please.

Fortunately, Ye Han understood, and the old monk didn't have to bother to explain.

After some small talk, the old monk liked Ye Han's character more and more, and in the end, he actually offered to tell Ye Han's fortune.

Ye Han was dumbfounded.

In this life, he never believed in fate, only in himself.

However, the old monk insisted on inviting, and Ye Han could only agree, "How to do it?" “

"Palm up, reach out."

The old monk twisted his beard with his left hand, and the four fingers of his right hand touched the life and death lines in Ye Han's palm, and in the next second, Ye Han clearly felt that the old monk's four fingers were suddenly tightened as if they were overpowered.

Ye Han narrowed his eyes, "What do you say?" “

"Yes, yes, this Jinling can be done." The old monk withdrew his right hand and began to flip the beads.

"I'm going to walk around."

"Okay."

That's all there is to it. Ye Han took the initiative to avoid.

Take a walk.

Ye Han found that this ancient temple was too large and almost lost.

Coming here again today, I heard that Xiao Xue'er is about to go up the mountain. I don't know if I can meet my own one?

Swish!

A pair of eyes that were so pure that they were not stained with the slightest earthly fireworks quietly stared at Ye Han.

Ye Han looked back and stared.

It turned out to be a young monk with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, seventeen or eighteen years old, with red lips and white teeth. It seems to be a little shy, and wants to lean over, but does not dare to approach rashly.

Ye Han waved his hand, and Yu Guang happened to catch a glimpse of a chess table, and simply asked, "Does the little monk know how to play chess?" “

The little monk nodded, "The poor monk is mortal." “

"Come here." Ye Han waved his hand again.

Li Fan subconsciously peeked at Ye Han's eyes, took the chess pieces from the side room, and hurriedly joined Ye Han.

The surrounding pilgrims are like streams.

Ye Han and Fan transcendent outside the world, playing against each other, chess to the middle game. Ye Han was shocked, the other party turned out to be a high-level national player?

"NoNo"

Fan rubbed his bare head, "There's nothing fun on the mountain." So if you have nothing to do, you can play Go, and you can do it since you were a child. “

"What is the purpose of looking for me?"

Ye Han twisted a white seed and went straight to the point.

Lifan suddenly tightened his mind, his hands were off the chessboard, and he was silent in thought.

"I'll wait for you to think it through." Ye Han said empathetically.

Li Fan showed a jerky smile and tapped his index finger on his head, "Thank you." “

Ye Han shook his head and smiled.

This young guy who is nearly ten years younger than himself, with six roots of wisdom and still a lot of aura, is actually a rare good seedling of martial arts.

Meet in the vast sea of people.

How about giving you a transformation?

After all, I'm the god of war!

At this time NoNo

Halfway up the mountain, a young woman in a turquoise robe was bouncing ahead of her.

The middle-aged man who does not smile follows closely with his hands.

"Be careful, don't fall."

The middle-aged man, who has always cherished words like gold, reminded softly.

"Uncle Bao, after I burn incense and worship the Buddha, I still have to talk to Uncle Clan, you don't have to follow all the time." The deity is Xiao Xue'er's young woman, suggested.

Bao Yue nodded, "Okay." “

At this point, Bao Yue suddenly muttered curiously, "I don't know, have you ever been out of the customs?" “

It is rumored in Jinling City that the big enemy of the little monk who went down the mountain for the first time was Fang Daoyi.

Arriving at the Yunjian Ancient Temple, Xiao Xueer and Bao Yue parted ways.

Staying in that dull royal compound, Xiao Xue'er, who had not had a chance to come out and walk around for many days, was like a fish entering the water as soon as she entered the crowd, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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