The fat monk rushed to the place where he and Ye Feng dismounted before, and after retracting the obstacle method, he rushed back to Shenshu City non-stop and returned the golden silk soft armor to Li Xiaomi.

Li Xiaomi seemed to have known that Ye Feng would not come back, his fat face was expressionless, he took the soft armor and walked away.

The fat monk shook his head abruptly, chatted briefly with Li Yunqian, left the City Lord's Mansion, performed the secret method, returned to the Tianyin Temple enchantment, and replied to the master's order.

Found the teleportation array in the temple and came to the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, he gently pushed open the door of the hall, only to see a thin old monk wearing a golden robe sitting in front of the white jade Buddha statue several feet high.

He walked up to the old monk, clasped his palms together, and gave a sincere salute, "Master, the disciple has eliminated the dragon, but unfortunately the demonic means are too many, and the disciple can't transform it, so he has to use the flower finger to make it fly and annihilate." ”

After saying that, the fat monk flicked down his sleeves lightly, and the expression on his face was not as calm and free as he had enlightened Ye Feng before, full of regret and unwillingness.

The thin old monk shook his head lightly and said slowly: "It's not your fault, I have used the Great Reincarnation Technique to reincarnate her, you don't have to have a heart knot anymore." ”

The old monk coughed dryly, "Ahem, cough, that young man doesn't want to follow you into my Buddhism?"

The fat monk's expression eased a lot, nodded, and replied with a frown: "He said that he wanted to practice alone to seek Kenshin, I can see his character, what he said, no one has changed except himself, so he didn't force it anymore." ”

The thin old monk bowed slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Since this is the case, then let him go, but this young man is destined to have a relationship with my Buddhism, and he will enter my Buddhism after all." ”

After a pause, he sighed again, "It's just that he missed the opportunity this time, and I'm afraid that in the future, it will increase the cause and effect by thousands of people, and I don't know how many people will lose their lives for this." ”

After speaking, the thin old monk waved his hand lightly and said, "Go back to Yunchan Peak, your master and junior brother are waiting for you." ”

The fat monk folded his hands and bowed, said "disciple retires", turned around and walked out of the hall, and gently closed the door of the hall.

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Out of the Valley of Broken Love, Ye Feng casually found someone to spend the night and rushed all the way to Dawan City.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the city, the young man was stopped by the soldiers guarding the city, who demanded that he must take a spy written by the city lord with a population of more than one million before entering the city, otherwise no one would be allowed to enter.

This condition made Ye Feng a little difficult, the only person he knew in the Jin Kingdom was Li Yunqian, the city lord of Shenshu City, but he already owed Li Xiaomi a favor, and then went back to ask Li Yunqian to write a spy for himself, with Ye Feng's temperament, he couldn't do it anyway.

Looking at the Dawan City in front of him, and the armor-clad scimitar langs at the gate of the city, Ye Feng had no choice but to leave, thinking that when he had the opportunity in the future, he must come to this city again to make an armor.

Reluctantly turning around, the young man walked dejectedly towards the grassland not far away, intending to find his next destination.

After walking aimlessly for a long time, Ye Feng came to a birch forest, found a small river and washed his face, he unloaded the basket and put it aside, lay on the grass, and began to close his eyes and rest.

Now that the season has entered summer, the weather in this Jin country, which is located in the north of the Dongliu Continent, has finally warmed up.

Ye Feng's body was also changed into the thin clothes prepared for him by the little proprietress in advance, and the thick jacket that Grandma Horn helped patch was neatly folded by him and put into the back basket.

Ye Feng, who fled from Qingxi Town, can be said to be empty-handed and has nothing, so for the people he has met along the way, he will carefully preserve the objects and clothes he has prepared for himself.

Because only when you have lost can you understand the rarity and preciousness of some things.

Calling out the ingots in the back basket and basking in the sun together for a while, Ye Feng took his things and continued to start his journey along the river.

After walking a few steps, the young man suddenly smelled an extremely bad smell, and he was curious to look for the strange smell, Ye Feng was not careful, and was almost tripped by a human leg stretched out from the ground.

When I looked up, I saw a sloppy man with ragged clothes, knotted hair, and a long beard lying under the big tree behind him.

This sloppy man is none other than the sloppy beggar who had to tell Ye Feng's fortune under the walls of Divine Tree City!

The sloppy beggar also noticed that someone was approaching, opened his eyes, picked out the in his eyes with his black fingers, brushed his knotted beard, looked at Ye Feng with a playful face, and said with a smile: "Boy, I finally waited for you." ”

Ye Feng was stunned when he heard this, and asked suspiciously, "Do you know that I will pass by here?"

The sloppy beggar closed his eyes, basked in the sun, and replied to the question: "In the whole world, if my hexagram is ranked second, I am afraid that no one will dare to call it first." ”

Ye Feng was not interested in this, and asked bluntly, "What are you waiting for me here for?"

"Alas~"

The sloppy beggar sighed, opened his eyes and looked at Ye Feng, shook his head, and said unhurriedly: "You killed the infatuated Jiaolong, and drank her blood, although the cultivation of the body has broken through the bottleneck, but it has buried the cause and effect of great evil, from now on, you must stop practicing and using the practice of the body, otherwise your loved ones will die within half a year! As for the fat monk, I am afraid that there will be two more life and death calamities because of this, but it is ridiculous that you still think that you have picked up a big bargain." ”

As he spoke, the beggar suddenly felt a strong murderous intent emanating from Ye Feng's body, and couldn't help but look nervous, helplessly spreading his hands, "Look at you, you just can't listen to others tell the truth, I won't harm you if I say it! I'm telling you this, just so that you can live well, and when you have enough strength, then help me take revenge, that's all!"

After that, the sloppy beggar closed his eyes, looking like he wanted to kill and listen to his respect.

Ye Feng squinted his eyes at the beggar, looked at it quietly for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, as long as I have the opportunity, I will definitely kill the Sun Jiuchan in your mouth." With that, he ignored the beggar, who was pretending to be a ghost, and turned and continued along the river.

The latter saw that Ye Feng was walking farther and farther, and had no intention of staying at all, so he hurriedly shouted: "Out of this forest, remember to go east~ It will save a lot of trouble! There is also ..... Don't really kill Sun Jiuchan, I want him to taste the taste of losing his cultivation!"

With that, the beggar leaned back, continued to lean against the trunk of the tree, closed his eyes and basked in the sun, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Walking out of the birch forest, Ye Feng listened to the words of the sloppy beggar and walked all the way to the east and entered a small mountain.

After walking on the mountain road for a while, the young man suddenly felt that the woods beside the path were filled with a dangerous atmosphere.

Stopping, Ye Feng vigilantly observed the surrounding environment.

The toad ingots also poked out a frog's head from the back basket and sniffled, "It's a little tiger, it should be two hundred years old." ”

Ye Feng nodded slightly, slowly moved his steps backwards, and pressed his back against a big tree behind him to prevent the tiger in the forest from sneaking up from behind, and then looked around vigilantly.

After a moment of silence, a tiger's roar came out from the woods not far away, with a rustling sound.

Listening to the sound of "whoop", a yellow-skinned tiger quickly rushed out of the woods and pounced towards Ye Feng, moving quickly and with terrifying momentum.

Ye Feng held a sword in his right hand, clenched his fist in his left hand, squinted his eyes and remained motionless, looking at the fierce tiger rushing over, and waited until the tiger reached a close distance, then his body turned slightly, and at the same time he waved his clenched left fist, with a gust of wind, hitting the beast's abdomen.

With a muffled sound, the yellow-skinned tiger was punched three or four feet away by Ye Feng, fell to the ground sideways, struggled to stand up and fell down again, obviously injured by Ye Feng's punch.

The young man looked at the tiger lying on the ground and walked over with his sword, intending to kill it and remove the calamity for the people nearby.

Just about to make a move, he suddenly heard a noisy footsteps in front of him, looking for prestige, only to see a dozen scimitar men wearing armor, running in his direction, looking at the tiger on the ground repeatedly struggling, the young man gathered up his killing intent, stood quietly in place, waiting for the officers and soldiers to approach.

After a few breaths, a small team of scimitars had already trotted in front of Ye Feng, and the person at the head was a handsome middle-aged man wearing silver armor and a mustache.

The middle-aged man stopped, looked at the tiger on the ground and then at Ye Feng, patted the young man on the shoulder heavily, and laughed heartily:

"Hahaha, little brother is really good! I am in Dawan City, I heard the people say that there are tigers in the mountains nearby, so I led the soldiers up the mountain to find, I never thought that this beast is very cunning, every time it is only one step away but it escaped, today thanks to you, little brother, if not, I don't know how many days it will take to catch this beast. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man waved his hand and ordered the soldiers behind him, tied up the tiger and took him down the mountain, turned his head and continued to say to Ye Feng: "I am Fan Qing, the deputy commander of Dawan City, I don't know what to call my little brother, where does my family live?"

Ye Feng hugged Fan Qing and said with a smile: "Boy Ye Feng, the Great Song Dynasty, has traveled all the way from the Great Song Dynasty. ”

Fan Qing was stunned for a moment, pondered for a moment, and hesitated to ask the young man, "Little brother..... Since you came from the Great Song Dynasty, have you ever passed through Ziwu Pass?"

Ye Feng nodded with a smile, noncommittal, secretly speculating about the man's purpose in his heart.

After hearing this, Fan Qing's eyes looked at Ye Feng even more complicated, as if he had made some difficult decision in his heart, holding the scimitar on his waist and turning back and forth a few times, and finally stopped and asked the young man tentatively: "Since the little brother has passed through Ziwu Pass, have you ever been to a place called Nanwei Village?"

Ye Feng's heart tightened, and he nodded truthfully on his face.

A trace of panic flashed in Fan Qing's eyes, his expression became extremely complicated, he was silent for a moment, and continued to ask in a dry voice: "That little brother, have you ever known that there is a young man named Wang Horn in Nanwei Village, and there is an elderly lady and a woman in the family. ”

Ye Feng heard a thunderclap in his heart, clenched the sword in his hand tightly, stared at Fan Qing with cold eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"