The remaining 100 people, this is responsible for keeping the ear thread near the forces of all parties, so as not to get some big things, and Wan Yaozhai is still in the dark, just in case.

These three thousand people are now generally under Yang Nan's control, and some other scattered manpower Yang Nan said, Yan Yun didn't care directly.

And now, in addition to expenses, Wan Yao Zhai obtains as many as 10,000 magic stones every day, and now, Wan Yao Zhai has already had more than 30 million magic stones, and the daily mobile magic stones alone are millions.

"Yan Yun is going to see the place of alchemy?" Looking at Yan Yun's smile, Yang Nan asked softly after taking off the old version of his eyes.

"Nope. With Uncle Yang here, I'm relieved. Smiling slightly, Yan Yun took out a transparent vial from his arms and handed it to Yang Nan and said, "Uncle Yang, this is the Yuan Liquid of the Liquid Ninth Phase of the Qian Pattern Leopard, you take it first, don't take more time to cultivate these days, so that you can enter the liquid realm as soon as possible." ”

Listening to what Yan Yun said, Yang Nan's face showed a little relief, and after putting away the vial, he began to talk to Yan Yun about some small things in the past five years, such as the power to make trouble, and the power to win over.

Talking, talking, Yang Nan's topic changed, talking about Yang Ting, saying that Yang Ting, a girl, has been sensible a lot in the past five years, and Wan Yaozhai has made a lot of credit to Yang Ting so far, and the relief on the old face has become even stronger.

A night of light talk passed in a flash, and on the second day, Yan Yun walked slowly on the road to Anting Township, thinking of what Yang Nan said yesterday, the corners of Yan Yun's mouth couldn't help but bring a little bitter smile.

Last night, when talking about the worst night, Yang Nan smiled happily and then slowly fell asleep, presumably because Yan Yun came back, and the burden on his body was finally lighter. In the past five years, Yang Nan has really worked hard.

Walking slowly, Yan Yun arrived at Anting Township half an hour later.

Five years. Although Anting Township has not developed greatly, because the head office of Wanyaozhai is here, there is an endless stream of people who come and go here every day. Wanyaozhai, a five-story building in the center of Anting Township. Yan Yun did not go, but walked towards the small market of the year.

One of the streets of the small bazaar is still there, but it is no longer a place where people are different. The hundred stalls are long gone, and passers-by hurried by, not stopping here in the slightest. The small bazaar that used to come is gone.

Shaking his head slightly, Yan Yun took out a hovering car from his sleeve and drove towards Wolong Temple.

Speeding all the way, in two hours, Yan Yun arrived at the gate of Wolong Temple.

Seeing Yan Yun get out of the car, the ten novices guarding the door immediately respectfully called Yan Yun "Uncle Shi"

With a slight wave of his hand, Yan Yun stepped into the Wolong Temple and walked all the way. The courtyard of the lay man loomed in the distance, because of Yan Yun's walking, the sound of the master and uncle sounded endlessly, in this regard, Yan Yun did not have any mood fluctuations, but walked slowly towards his west hut.

Pushing the hut away, the dust inside immediately flew up, and Yan Yun's heart moved. Yuan Li was released. The dust fell to the ground in an instant, and one by one the footprints were made. Yan Yun sat on the dusty wooden bed, a little thought came to his heart, and a little bitter smile appeared on his face.

Seven years ago, he came to Wolong Temple with nothing, and seven years later, he returned here with a full load. If he hadn't entered Wolong Temple back then, presumably Yan Yun would not have achieved what he has today.

After sitting on the bed for a long time, Yan Yun slowly stood up, took out some water, and cleaned the place. Seeing a master cleaning up the uninhabited hut in the past few years, many laymen didn't understand, but soon, these laymen learned that seven years ago, this master was still a layman like them.

A number of inspirational words sounded in this lay compound one after another, and this atmosphere was not like the ring competition back then, which was silent after the first battle of Leng Long

The hut was extremely clean, Yan Yun couldn't help but smile slightly, put a lot of silver cold sticks under the wooden bed, closed the door, and left here. Let's give the people who live here in the future a little chance.

Walking slowly, the courtyard of the lay man became farther and farther away, and Yan Yun looked at the separate courtyard where Sha Mi lived, and his speed increased slightly.

Courtyard No. 97 is still there, Yan Yun has not the slightest obstacle to entering it, because of the prohibition, the small courtyard has not shown the slightest sign of being worn by time, and it is exactly the same as the day Yan Yun left, and the Taishi chair is still in the courtyard.

With a sigh of relief, Yan Yun lay on the Taishi chair, enjoying the warm sunshine. As if he suddenly thought of something, Yan Yun got up and walked out of the small courtyard.

The scripture pavilion is not stained by the wind and dust, just like yesterday's new construction.

Looking at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in front of him, Yan Yun couldn't help but have a little more expectation in his heart, in five years, he had already comprehended the living hell thoroughly, because he was more and more curious and looking forward to the follow-up. Now that I come back, I naturally want to learn all the follow-up.

Pushing the door in, Yan Yun did not see the six old monks, but only saw the old monk of the Hell Dao sitting in the middle, holding a mallet and hitting the wooden fish.

"Hello master." Bowing slightly, Yan Yun said like this.

"Amitabha." The old monk stopped the gavel in his hand, stood up, looked at Yan Yun and asked with a faint smile: "Do you remember, what I said back then was that you can only come to the solid realm?"

"Yes." Smiling slightly, Yan Yun said noncommittally.

"Enlightened?" The old monk looked at Yan Yun and said after smiling the same.

"I didn't understand." Yan Yun was obviously stunned by the old monk's question, why would the old monk ask himself this? But after thinking about it for a while, Yan Yun returned with a wry smile: "The disciple is stupid, and he still hasn't realized what the master said about the enlightenment in five years. ”

"You, I don't know, I don't know, I don't understand. Either way, no matter what, wait until you get to the solid realm. The old monk sighed softly, turned around and sat down cross-legged, and tapped the wooden fish with a mallet.

The wooden fish was beaten, the sound of "dong dong" continued to sound, and in an instant, a gust of wind blew, and Yan Yun's figure was sent out of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and the door that was pushed open by Yan Yun was closed at this moment.

Standing outside the gate of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Yan Yun couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart, what does this old monk want to do, you must know that Lu Dao will have a chance to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion when a novice of the Qi Realm enters the Liquid Realm in normal times, why does this old monk not teach himself the supernatural powers behind him, and say that he will not be enlightened? Can it only come back in the solid realm?

Sighing softly, Yan Yun could only return depressed, since the old monk said that he would come back to the solid realm, then come back to the solid realm.

The footsteps were raised, and the corners of Yan Yun's mouth were a little bitter, and he walked slowly back towards the No. 97 courtyard. (To be continued......)