Mu Fan and Xiao Wan climbed to the top of the peak and finally saw the whole picture of Chunyang Temple.

Chunyangji Temple is not a temple, but a huge temple complex. Mu Fan roughly estimated that there were at least a hundred temples here. Each temple has its own characteristics, and it is dotted with more than a dozen stupas.

The temple has a history of 1,000 years, and each place seems to tell the past of 1,000 years to visitors.

This is the heritage of historical sedimentation, and the apricot-yellow courtyard walls stretch for hundreds of miles, and cracks can be seen in many places. Approaching these courtyard walls, you can vaguely smell the smell of incense. These courtyard walls have been dyed for thousands of years, and the smell of incense blends with the walls.

The ridge of the temple was blue-black, and the smoke of incense could be seen from a distance outside the door. These incense incense is said to burn for hundreds of years, and many of them were lit hundreds of years ago.

The incense of Chunyang Temple has been continuous for thousands of years, and when you step into it, it is really like having a relationship with the Buddhas and gods, as if there are gods and Buddhas in the underworld, watching the people of the world.

Mu Fan followed the monk in front of him to a courtyard where there were two huge Bodhi trees. The evening sunlight shines on the linden trees, creating a silhouette on the courtyard wall.

This will be the residence of him and Xiao Wan in Chunyang Temple, a total of four people live in a courtyard, and two more Sword Sect disciples will arrive next.

Mu Fan and Xiao Wan were the first to arrive at Chunyang Temple, and the large troops of the other sects were behind.

As usual, whenever she went to a place, Xiao Wan would always help Mu Fan tidy up her residence first, and then go to tidy up her room.

Mu Fan lifted the bed, Xiao Wan cleaned up under the bed, and said, "Don't be so stupid in the future, your muscles and bones are not iron." ”

"Hmm...... There's something wrong with your words. Mu Fan groaned, "My muscles and bones are made of iron." ”

Xiao Wan cleaned the bottom of the bed and said, "Put it down, it's already cleaned." ”

Mu Fan put the bed down and sat on the edge of the bed, "Why, I feel sorry for your young master." ”

"Yes." Xiao Wan lowered her head and looked at Mu Fan's eyes and said.

"Young Master Ben's injury was not in vain, wasn't it just smashed, for me, it's drizzle." Mu Fan lay on the bed, looked at the roof and said.

After a while, he sat down on the bed again and said mysteriously: "Hey, you said that those monks have been lonely all their lives and have no female companions, how can they stand it?" ”

Xiao Wan stopped what she was doing and gave Mu Fan a blank look, "How do I know, you go and ask those monks." And don't ask the young, ask the old. ”

Mu Fan thought about it roughly, and couldn't help laughing, he coughed twice, "You said that they have been holding back for a long time, will they ...... with the same disciple brothers?"

He dragged the word "brother" for a long time, and his voice was yin and yang. When Xiao Wan heard this, she immediately understood what he meant.

"You, you ......" Xiao Wan said a few "you" one after another, her face flushed.

Mu Fan thought about those pictures and suddenly burst out laughing.

Xiaowan just buried herself in cleaning the house, but she was not a young girl anymore. Especially the personal maid of the young master of the big family, she knows more about this aspect.

"Do you want to tell Uncle Ye about the crazy monk?" Xiao Wan cleverly diverted the topic.

Mu Fan stopped laughing and said, "It's better to tell him, he knows more, maybe he can avoid some dangers." ”

"Can't we tell anyone but Uncle Ye?" Xiao Wan obviously knew the answer, she was just asking on purpose.

Mu Fan said: "Well, I can only tell Master, even Uncle Kang can't." ”

Looking at Xiao Wan's back tidying up the room, he suddenly felt that Xiao Wan was so beautiful. As a normal man, he remembered Xiao Wan's bold actions on the Panshan Palace.

At that time, he was in the body of lustful Gu, Xiao Wan unexpectedly unbuttoned her clothes, and her upper body was naked.

Mu Fan said what he liked to be abundant, and God knows his thoughts struggled.

Xiaowan is very beautiful, she has practiced diligently during this time, and her figure is not what it used to be. How charming that exquisite figure is, only Mu Fan, who has seen it, knows.

When people's thoughts are crooked, they tend to become more and more crooked, and with the loud sound of spitting, Mu Fan's thoughts are interrupted.

Xiao Wan heard Mu Fan's voice, turned her head curiously, and found that Mu Fan was looking out the window.

It's already dark, and I don't know what to see. She stretched her waist and said, "Okay, you can rest well today, and you have to take good care of your injuries." ”

Mu Fan's face was slightly red and said, "Don't worry, I will wake up tomorrow and be a good man again." ”

Xiao Wan smiled: "I have only heard that people who die generously will say some inspiring words, and you are afraid that you are the first to say so." ”

Mu Fan tilted his body, continued to look out the window, and said: "People just can't be idle, once they are idle, they are easy to think cranky." ”

Xiao Wan didn't know what he was talking about, so she walked up to him and looked out along his line of sight, the light was dim and nothing attractive.

Youxiang drilled into Mu Fan's nose, and his body reacted involuntarily. He hurriedly jumped up from the bed, summoned the flying sword, and said, "No need for tomorrow, I am a hero today." ”

The flying sword soared into the air, and he stepped on the flying sword and flew out of the courtyard.

Xiao Wan hurriedly said: "You don't want to die, come back quickly to recuperate." ”

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Mu Fan was holding a scroll in his hand, and on it was the formation method of the Waiqi Gate. He was wearing a white robe, not wearing the uniform of the Sword Sect in the past.

Dressed in a white robe, he looked even more handsome, lying on a chaise longue, taking advantage of the morning glow to study the military formation.

Since ancient times, the method of arranging military formations has been called imperial art, also known as dragon slaying art. This kind of formation is only passed down in the hands of a few people, most of them are ancestral and never passed on.

Xiao Wan brought a bowl of tea, handed it to the coffee table next to Mu Fan's reclining chair, and said, "The Buddhist temple is elegant, and the tea is the best." ”

Mu Fan stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "Master has been a general before, so he will definitely be in the army." ”

"Definitely, and it should be his means of pressing the bottom of the box."

"You say, is it lucky or unfortunate to be born in the same era as Master?" Mu Fan sighed lightly.

Xiao Wan said: "For Uncle Ye's enemies, it is naturally unfortunate. They met such a strong opponent, ridiculously strong. ”

Mu Fan smiled: "In the past, when he shone in the world, all the geniuses were dim. ”

Xiao Wan moved a chair, she sat on the chair, and took out the doctor's internal pill technique, "Yes." ”

A gust of wind blew and made the linden tree creak.

Mu Fan turned the page of the book, and said as he read it: "The most powerful thing about the Waiqimen is these marching formations, if I can learn it, the Mu family will rely on more in the future." ”

Xiao Wan nodded vigorously and said, "That's the case, it couldn't be better." ”

Mu Fan closed the Waiqi Gate and said, "There is a long way to go, it seems that we have to find a way to knock out the things at the bottom of the master's box in the future." ”

Xiao Wan closed the Dan book, blinked her eyes and said, "Come on, young master!" ”