When Ye Bufan was awakened by some noisy sounds, when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhao Tianci's old face and his playful eyes.

"Ye Daoyou, you shouldn't have gone to peek at Xianji last night, right?"

Ye Bufan had just woken up, and his brain was still a little wooden.

Zhao Tianci knew that he didn't talk much, but he was a stunned young man who could have a seizure at any time, after the scene of the rusty sword yesterday, he was always careful in his heart, seeing Ye Bufan shaking his head, Zhao Tianci glanced at his mouth, got up and walked out of the wooden shed, chattering while walking,

"Didn't you go to peek at Xianji? When you came back, you were excited, and you were full of alcohol, could you still pick up the treasure?"

"If I hadn't been kind enough to help you, you'd still be lying in the stone field outside the wooden shed. ”

Ye Bufan raised his arm and sniffed the sleeve, there was still a faint smell of wine on it, and rubbed his face, only then did he soberly recall what happened before he got drunk last night.

As for what happened later, Ye Bufan thought about it for a long time, and his mind was blank.

Now that the sky outside has brightened, some monks in the wooden shed are still meditating, Ye Bufan looked around, he was half lying in the corner, and several wild cultivators in the Liufu mansion were a little far away, discussing something in a low voice.

Although Ye Bufan sometimes drank two glasses, he never drank until he was drunk.

"I don't know if I was drunk last night and confided in something that shouldn't have been said?"

Ye Bufan thought about it, in front of the bonfire, he was eating fragrant purple-skinned sweet potatoes with Jinglian, drinking bad wine, and listening to him talk about the interesting stories in Houtu City, he didn't seem to talk much.

As for how he got back to the wooden shed, what happened after returning to the wooden shed? Ye Bufan really couldn't remember anything.

After carefully looking at the surrounding Ye Xiu, Ye Bufan didn't see anyone paying attention to him, and occasionally he could see the glances that glanced over, and he also hurriedly passed by him.

I was alert to myself that I must stay away from that kind of dry wine in the future! Ye Bufan turned over and got up, and naturally walked out of the wooden shed at will.

Many monks of the Ouyang family stood quietly in front of the wooden shed and looked at the spatial crack in the valley in the distance, which was about to turn into a huge mirror overnight, and the mirror was full of light and dazzling.

Ye Bufan looked up at the sky, and the colorful clouds that originally shrouded the northern end of the entire Tiancang Mountain were slowly beginning to shrink, and now they were nearly half the size.

The secluded small world is about to open, look at the sky, there are still two hours before noon, although Ye Bufan has always shown that he doesn't care, but when it comes to the end, he is still a little apprehensive in his heart.

Look at the many wild cultivators on the left and right, all of them have tight skin and flesh, and their faces are serious.

Ye Bufan also stood quietly for a while, then turned around and walked to the back of the wooden shed.

Monks in the Qi refining period will still have dirty faces and hungry stomachs. Ye Bufan walked to an inconspicuous corner behind the wooden shed, took out a leather water bladder from the storage bag of the shirt, poured some water and washed his face, and then took out a pampas grass bag.

The space in the storage bag was wide enough in Ye Bufan's opinion, and he didn't know how long he would stay after entering the secluded small world, Ye Bufan prepared enough cortical water bladders and a lot of pampas bags filled with cooked meat.

He slowly chewed on the extravagant cooked meat that he had called it before, perhaps because of the deliciousness of the cooked meat, and when his stomach was half full, his mind was completely free of worry.

Ye Bufan continued to chew slowly and savored another piece of cooked meat, and halfway through eating, he heard a commotion in front of the wooden shed.

Ye Bufan swallowed the cooked meat he was chewing in his mouth, put away the grass bag, and slowly began to walk towards the front of the wooden shed, wanting to see what kind of excitement made this group of wild cultivators excited like this.

After walking a few steps, he gradually heard the commotion ahead in the midst of a noisy noise.

"This can't be a beautiful woman with a shaved head, right?"

"Look, look, I don't know if it's a man or a woman, and there's a lotus flower on his bald head?"

"Could this be the Immortal Ji of the Gathering Spirit Sect?"

"Fart, have you ever seen a monk from a family or sect wearing a Taoist shirt of this color?

“。。。。。。 ”

All kinds of speculations and questions, with some ill-intentioned jokes in between, Ye Bufan only listened to two sentences, and his face showed a fierce look, and the scars on his cheeks jumped suddenly.

He couldn't wait for the wind under his feet, and he stepped in front of the wooden shed in one step, but in the end he could only take a big stride and run to the front of the wooden shed step by step. Fortunately, he didn't leave the wooden shed too far at the beginning, when Ye Bufan came out from behind the wooden shed like a hunting leopard, he saw Jing Lian standing quietly in the open space in front of the wooden shed at first glance, with her head slightly bowed, her hands folded, her face smiling, and the lotus flower above her head was clearly visible.

Ye Bufan abruptly strode forward from the side of the wild cultivators, and stood silently in front of Jing Lian.

"Brother Ye", Jing Lian shouted in surprise.

Looking at Jing Lian's swarthy pupils, Ye Bufan saw a hint of relief in the middle.

"How did you find this?"

Jing Lian said with a smile, "Didn't you tell Brother Ye yesterday that we want to explore the small world together,"

Ye Bufan touched the scar on his face a little embarrassed, he was dizzy from the last drink yesterday, where do you remember that he had such an agreement with Jinglian.

After a moment of stunned silence behind the Ouyang family, the wild cultivators of the Ouyang family began to make a mess again, and many wild cultivators recognized Ye Bufan, I don't know why this servant with a scarred face can't distinguish between men and women with this one, and I don't know if the monk's beautiful bald head is so familiar, and the wild cultivators who are close to him heard the bald head called Ye Bufan's eldest brother, and they began to speculate and point.

After a while, many children in the family also gathered around, and the scene was even more chaotic like watching monsters.

Ye Bufan looked at Jing Lian's somewhat unnatural expression, didn't say anything, turned around, stood up straight, and naturally hung his hands at his side, completely hiding Jing Lian behind him. He quietly looked at the large group of monks in front of him, his expression was unusually calm, and even his eyes had any mood fluctuations.

One cheek looked kind and generous, and the other cheek was fierce, and his contrasting face, tilted up slightly, with an unusually calm expression, made the most cheerful monks in front of him dumbfounded.

Those few Ye Xiu obviously knew each other, and after glancing at each other, the strongest Ye Xiu had a contemptuous look on his face, raised his hand and nodded Ye Bufan, shook his shoulders and stepped forward, obviously wanting to vent his lack of momentum just now.

No one knows what will happen next, Zhao Tianci, who was hidden behind a few wild cultivators, has been hesitant to step forward, seeing that no one has come forward to stop this farce for a moment, he continued to watch the excitement silently, but when the strong wild cultivator here stepped forward, Zhao Tianci saw that Ye Bufan began to slowly bow his head as if he was full of momentum, and his heart jumped, remembering the rusty green short sword that easily pierced through the gravel last night.

As the strong monk gradually approached, Ye Bufan slowly raised his right hand and stroked his chest as if he was frightened.

The monks around were a little quiet, most of them imagining whether it would be a fist or a fist or a curse.

Zhao Tianci's face was already pale, and he couldn't help but shout.

He was sure that Ye Bufan would pull out the short sword, but he didn't believe that he would choose another piece of gravel to pierce it through.

Ye Bufan didn't look up, his spiritual sense kept touching the rusty green short sword in the storage bag slightly.

As long as a gray shirt appeared in front of his feet, he would immediately stain the shirt with hot blood.

"Are you all uncomfortable?" Qingliu didn't pay much attention to the commotion outside the wooden shed, until he saw that some of the children in the clan began to gather outside, so he came out to see what was going on, and as soon as he walked out of the wooden shed, he saw Ye Xiu and the children of the clan in a semicircle, and everyone stretched their necks.

Seeing that his voice didn't attract attention, Qingliu's eyes widened, and he took two steps to pull away a child in the clan, and shouted at the top of his throat,

"Get out of the way!"

The scene, which was originally a little noisy, was quiet for a moment, and the strong Ye Xiu, who was two steps away from Ye Bufan, stopped, turned around and stared, wanting to see who was so bold and dared to stop himself from recovering the scene, and in the blink of an eye, he saw that the crowd was separated, and a cold face from Qing Liu's anger appeared.

The strong Ye Xiu had just lowered his eyelids when he heard dense footsteps behind him.

He turned his head and saw a large offering that had not been seen all night floating from a distance, followed by Lin Ling, a monk of the Tiancang Sect who had shown off his wonderful body method, and looking back, there were more than 100 monks of the Tiancang Sect wearing half-used Taoist shirts and embroidered with the emblem of the Three Mountains.

Without even thinking about it, the strong monk ran a few steps and got into the group of wild cultivators who were already standing in a group.

Ye Bufan also breathed a sigh of relief, if it was unnecessary, he didn't want to make trouble in front of the public to the point that it was full of blood and out of control.

Ye Bufan looked at the monks of the Ouyang family who were already standing quietly in a group, glanced at Qingliu who was anxiously facing the big offering, and then turned around to look at the monks of the Tiancang Sect who had approached in the blink of an eye, he didn't know what the situation was now, turned around and looked at Jinglian who had been standing quietly and silently, Ye Bufan pulled his earthy yellow Zen robe with his hand, and the two of them took a few steps back to the side.

The disciples of the Great Offering and the Heavenly Cang Sect arrived in front of them in an instant, and after the Great Offering glanced at Ye Bufan and Jing Lian strangely, he passed by and floated towards Qing Liu, the person was still slightly placed in the air, and he was already questioning Qing Liu with a cold face,

"What's going on?Why are the children of the clan gathered here, is there anyone who wants to fight privately just now!"

Qingliu still didn't understand what was going on, he looked left and right in confusion, and he couldn't say a word.

The big worshipper's face was cold, as if he was about to drip out of ice water, and he snorted coldly and continued to ask Qingliu, "Is there a servant in the clan who is named Ye Bufan?" ”

Qing Liu still looked left and right with a confused expression, more than three hundred recruited servants were enshrined, how did he know if there was a wild cultivator named Ye Bufan.