Killing Yang Mo, Ye Linfeng breathed a sigh of relief, it was originally the Spiritual Enlightenment Primal Realm, in the face of such a genius in the Fugue Realm, he was able to defeat and kill the opponent, in addition to luck and the stupid pride of the other party, it was still the few life-saving objects on his body.

Speaking of which, Yang Mo died a miserable and aggrieved death, and he had the cultivation of the initial realm of fugue, but he was not very good at fighting.

The battle is not a competition of whose cultivation is high and whose moves are beautiful, but a competition of who has more experience and who can kill the other party, even if the means are ruthless and do not follow common sense.

Ye Linfeng is such a person, he has been chased and killed by the "little minions" of the major forces since he was a child, and he has a lot of experience in the enemy, because the more small people are, the more they care about the experience of the enemy.

Ji Seventeen cut off the head of the old man with the iron pot on his back with a piece of paper, and then cut the middle-aged Taoist into slices of meat.

Ji Seventeen stood in the air at this time, his blood-red robe was even redder than the enemy's blood, but the paper peach blossom on the bun was still upright.

Ye Linfeng ended this battle relatively quickly, since he killed Yang Mo, he kept rummaging around Yang Mo's body, and even Yang Mo's underwear was rummaged through, but he still found nothing.

In the end, Ye Linfeng picked up the sword that Yang Mo had once held in his hand, and saw that the fiery red color of the sword body had faded, so he didn't do any more research, and threw it directly on the stone seat next to him.

Ye Linfeng sat aside, carefully studying the ancient book on drawing hexagrams taken out of the dilapidated wooden box, waiting for Ji Seventeen to finish.

Ye Linfeng was not worried about Ji Seventeen, so he looked at the book very seriously, as if there had been no fight around him before.

The three of them have been killed by these two brothers, and the former tranquility has been restored in front of the Kutuo Temple, and several common cold birds in the western realm are wailing in the Husang forest in front of the temple, and their cries are desolate and chilling.

Ji Seventeen walked to the big iron cauldron that had fallen in the previous battle, and carefully looked at the runes engraved on the bottom of the pot.

Suddenly, he smiled slightly, muttered in his mouth, and mobilized some of his mental power.

The huge iron pot slowly grew smaller, small enough to be held in the palm of your hand.

"I see, these runes engraved on the bottom of the pot are the key to manipulating this iron pot. Ji Seventeen said lightly.

At this time, Ye Linfeng changed from the investment in reading the book just now to the unknown.

But his eyes grew brighter and brighter, just because he saw the "spoils of war".

"It's not promising, no wonder Jiang Ping'er doesn't want you, and no one robs you of this iron pot, would a beautiful person like me want such an ugly thing?" Ji Qiqi saw Ye Linfeng's eyes light up and deliberately mocked.

Regarding the sarcastic words that Ji Qiqi said, Ye Linfeng, who had experienced life and death since he was a child, didn't care, and he didn't want to say much about Jiang Ping'er, after all, they were too young when they made their promises.

Ye Linfeng is a little shameless, but he is not as shameless as a scoundrel like Fourth Senior Brother Lai Wu.

His shamelessness is based on his desire to survive, and he has experienced many life and death disasters since he was a child, so now Ye Linfeng's character is resolute and a little shameless. This shamelessness is one of the reasons why Ye Linfeng can live.

Ji Seventeen is a genius, of course, he also has a lot of knowledge about runes, and the runes on the iron pot are from the "Broken Dao" of the Heavenly Apocalypse Immortal Sect.

Ji Seventeen taught Ye Linfeng the method of controlling the iron pot, and Ye Linfeng was happy in his heart, how could he not be happy with one more life-saving baby.

"I'll be clever later, you see that there must be treasures in this Kutuo Temple. These bald donkeys have at least a wooden fish and relics or something, I think these bald donkeys are not good at stubble, they always feel that something is wrong, and we must act when we go in. Ji Seventeen showed a solemn look on his face and said solemnly to Ye Linfeng.

Ye Linfeng nodded yes, he took off the wooden box, took out the lazy, greedy and conscienceless cat, and then said to the lazy cat Huahua: "Now it's time for you to watch Xiàn, go and throw these fire and thunder talismans into the temple." ”

Ye Linfeng said as he took out a few Fire Thunder Talismans from the box.

The cat seemed to have spirituality, and when he heard Ye Linfeng's words, he was a little reluctant, and he twisted his fat body with a fire and thunder talisman in his mouth and slowly climbed up the courtyard wall of Kutuo Temple.

The posture and posture were quite like a noble lady, Ye Linfeng scolded: "You conscienceless thing, you usually raise you so fat, and you are so reluctant to let you sleep in a wooden box all day long and let you do some work." ”

Of course he didn't dare to say it in front of Flowey, otherwise Flowey would definitely grab him twice and then sit on the ground with his ass and not get up, making you anxious.

Not long after, Ye Linfeng and Ji Seventeen decided to take the risk of breaking into this Kutuo Temple, they thought that the three people they killed before chose to ambush in front of the Kutuo Temple, they must have a lot to do with this Kutuo Temple, and the monks of the Kutuo Temple have not come forward, if it is a normal temple in the realm of Buddhism, how can the temple ignore it, regardless of it?

And this Kutuo Temple is very quiet, abnormal tranquility.

I can't even hear the sound of bells or wooden fish.

Tranquility is followed by excitement.

Tranquility is followed by crisis.

Tranquility is followed by intrigue.

In short, excessive tranquility is always abnormal.

Ye Linfeng and Ji Qiqi quietly slipped into Kutuo Temple, and as soon as they entered the temple, they saw several monks who seemed to have a high status walking towards the abbot's meditation room, looking like they were going to hold some important meeting.

Seeing that the monks were just walking in this direction, Ye Linfeng and Ji Qiqi quickly flashed into the firewood room of the temple.

As soon as they entered the firewood room, Ye Linfeng and Ji Seventeen were startled, there was a young monk tied to the firewood room, and it was estimated that he was two years older than Ye Linfeng.

Moreover, the young monk was covered in the smell of wine, and was sleeping soundly at this time. This young monk was very stout, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist.

He also looks very rich, with a square head and big ears, a garlic nose, a shiny head, and dark and thick eyebrows.

At this time, he was tied to the wooden frame with his hands, and he was sleeping soundly, snoring incessantly, and his face was purple and purple like a basin, like an eggplant, and the smell of wine was constantly emanating. Ye Linfeng stepped forward, picked up his slap and slapped the young monk a few times, wanting to ask something.

Ye Linfeng was not worried that this monk would shout, as long as this monk wanted to shout loudly, then he wanted to die, Ji Seventeen's piece of paper was faster than a knife.

Moreover, Ye Linfeng was holding the "eighteen" at this time, and pressed the blade against the throat of the wine and meat monk.

Ye Linfeng slapped him a few times, and the fleshy face of the wine and meat monk suddenly turned even redder, leaving a few white handprints.

Although the wine and meat monk woke up, he didn't cry out in pain, it seems that this monk's physical body is strong, Cheng Dù is not bad, although Ye Linfeng's cultivation is only the initial realm of spiritual enlightenment, but since he was a child, he has experienced a lot of battles and his palm power is also extraordinary, if he hadn't been killed hundreds of times.

As soon as the wine and meat monk woke up, he wanted to drink wine and eat meat, Ye Linfeng saw that this monk was so crazy, and hurriedly pointed his finger at the short sword under the throat of the wine and meat monk.

Only then did the wine and meat monk come to his senses and knew that these two people were not visitors, so he turned his big eyes like copper bells, and then put on a pitiful appearance of "a good man spares his life".

"The two uncles spare their lives, the poor monk I have bull's eyes and don't know the uncle, it's a sin, I hope the two uncles will be gracious, spare the life of the little monk, and if there is anything to order. ”

"You monk is quite good at doing things, I'll spare your life if it's okay, anyway, there are not a few people who have been killed recently, and you are not one of them. I have to answer truthfully what I ask you. Ye Linfeng said, his tone was very fierce, obviously to scare the monk.

"Yes, yes, the little monk listens to the two masters. The wine and meat monk hurriedly nodded yes, looking very courteous.

After Ye Linfeng's shameless torture, he finally knew something.

This wine and meat monk repeatedly violated the temple rules, drank wine and ate meat all day long, was idle, and was usually responsible for some food in the temple.

Ye Linfeng learned from the wine and meat monk that three people had come the day before, a young man holding a sword, an old man with an iron pot on his back, and a middle-aged Taoist who didn't walk long.

The wine and meat monk said that the three of them came to the temple and told the abbot and abbot of the temple that they wanted to borrow a part of the temple's strength, and the abbot and abbot of the temple seemed to agree, but there was a battle today, but the three people did not return to the temple.

The wine and meat monk was imprisoned in the firewood room yesterday because he secretly ran down the mountain to buy a sauce elbow and a pound of sorghum wine and drank drunk.

The wine and meat monk also said that he heard that he was going to hold a meeting tonight to discuss some things, and he used a lot of things.

As for what it is, the monk of wine and meat doesn't know. Ye Linfeng and Ji Seventeen already knew at this time that the three people who came a day ago were the three people they had killed before, as for the three of them who came to Kutuo Temple to borrow a force, they naturally wanted Kutuo Temple to join forces with them, Kutuo Temple obviously agreed, but in the end they didn't make a move, it should be that they wanted to take advantage of the fisherman without any strength.

When he learned that Ye Linfeng and Ji Seventeen had killed those three people, they would definitely not be able to sit still, so they would urgently hold a meeting at night. Hearing what the wine and meat monk said, Ye Linfeng and Ji Seventeen were thinking about a strategy to deal with it.

The little monk dared to ask the two lords with the big names? The little monk is called Shouyin, and he likes to drink wine and eat meat the most, like a fairy who is happy, and I am an outlier in this temple. The wine and meat monk saw that Ye Linfeng and Ji Seventeen had no malicious intentions, so he said happily without concealment.

"You... What is your name? Shouyin? Oh my God, you ate when your master named you. Ye Linfeng wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh out loud, his handsome little face was flushed, and he only stomped his feet.

The monk Shouyin saw that Ye Linfeng was making fun of him, his big eyes were dripping and rolling, but he didn't dare to contradict him, so he explained: "Shouyin, Shouyin, keep the pure land in your heart, don't mess with the dust of the world, don't get involved in the fireworks of desire, devote yourself to the Buddha, look through the Buddha scroll, use the rotten green lamp, sit and wear **, knock the wooden fish, ascend to Bliss early, and wait for reincarnation." Amitabha, good, good. ”

The monk Shouyin opened his big mouth like a dish and chattered non-stop, squinting his eyes slightly, as if he was singing Buddha, and he looked very funny.

"Stop singing, close your big mouth. A cold light flashed in Ji Seventeen's eyes, and the monk then closed his mouth.

Ye Linfeng said to the monk whether he wanted to follow them to the mountain gate, and he would eat and drink happily, and he would no longer have to be bound by the rules of this temple.

The monk's eyes rolled, and after thinking about it, he seemed to understand something, and smiled and showed his two front teeth.

"I've long been tired of life in the temple, don't let me eat meat, don't let me drink, don't let me touch women, I don't, I want to drink, I want to eat meat, I have to play with women, he can be the abbot, why can't I. The monk said indignantly.

"It's so good, just follow your two young masters, and make sure you eat to the fullest, drink happily, and play happily. Ye Linfeng said.

"We should do something to make this Kutuo Temple unpeaceful. Ji XVII said.

The monk secretly rejoiced, and his dish-sized mouth turned into a scoop.

"I'm going to make a limerick poem, hee-hee.

The top of the tower was shattered, the fallen leaves flew, three people died tragically, and two people returned with honor.

The east wind is chaotic, the north wind blows, the wind and thunder pass, and the snowflakes do not fly.

The road to the west, the ups and downs, the iron pot smashed, and the big Yue Shiwei.

Kutuo Temple, the background is deep, there are treasures in the temple, and the bald donkeys are piled up. How's that, what do you two think? Ye Linfeng said with a smile, this is the first time since the incident in Ningwei Mansion that he has been so happy.