at last.

The development of the situation turned into a situation that Jian Nanchun had never expected.

He stepped on the tip of the flying sword, and the shameless child named Lin was sitting on the flying sword's butt, feeling at ease in the air, closing his eyes and enjoying the cold wind in the sky.

Behind him, Zen Master Kuye, who had bandaged his wounds, released a huge wooden fish-shaped magic weapon, with an old monk and Wang Xiaohu with an excited face sitting on it.

And his senior sister?

I had already taken the eldest princess to fly away.

There was a person standing on a flying sword, and there was a person sitting behind it, looking a little crowded.

Jian Nanchun was mentally shocked and had a little confused and confused, and he controlled the flying sword and flew forward staggeringly.

Yi Lin felt the rhythm of the flying sword behind him and couldn't help but remind him: "Drive attentively, don't crash the plane."

Jian Nanchun couldn't understand Yi Lin's strange dialect.

But he understood the meaning.

Jian Nanchun turned around and glared at Yi Lin, thinking that it wasn't because of you?

At this time.

Jian Nanchun couldn't help but recall the conversation not long ago.

...

"Do you want to sleep with your junior sister?"

"You, you, you... ignorant child, how can you defame others' innocence out of thin air?"

"Then let me put it another way, it's down-to-earth... Do you really want to form a fairy-god couple with your junior sister, join hands with you, free and unrestrained world, and only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals?"

"Hiss." Jian Nanchun took a breath of cold air.

"Do you think about it?"

"……think."

"Then I'll help you sleep... no, my junior sister, how about you help me enter the Tianjian Sect?"

"Hey, it's up to you?"

Jian Nanchun didn’t believe it at that time. Why should I believe you if you say it’s unreasonable?

Yi Lin took out the agarwood order: "Just rely on my ability to get the VIP qualification of Wanxianglou, the agarwood order within seven days. Why am I? It is based on my ability, and no one understands women's thoughts better than me."

Jian Nanchun was a little convinced now.

The agarwood order from Wanxianglou is not given out casually.

In simple terms, it is a limited edition, one less one is given.

Their people from Tianjianmen couldn't help but enter the brothel.

So Jian Nanchun had only heard of this thing, not even him.

"Actually," Yi Lin saw Jian Nanchun's intention, and poured a handful of hot oil again: "You and your junior sister look talented and beautiful. You will know it's a match made by nature. Even if I don't do anything, it will be natural for you to become a Taoist partner. But with my help, maybe it will be shortened by the process for a few years and less twists and turns. Wouldn't it be a pleasure?"

Yi Lin hooked his hands around and made a vivid gesture: "And you don't have to do anything for me. By the way, you can take me all the way to the shore of the East China Sea and open a back door for me to enter the Tianjian Gate."

"Open...the back door?"

He knew about the back door, but in this matter, what is the deep meaning of "opening the back door"?

"It means: As the elite of Tianjian Sect, Senior Brother Jian Nanchun will give his future junior brother a little insignificant cheaper without violating his conscience, rules and principles to make things smoother."

Yi Lin gave an explanation of the terms.

Jian Nanchun didn't know what he thought at that time.

Are you thinking about your junior sister, your partner, or your back door?

He nodded like a devil, and agreed.

"Hello, senior brother."

Irin squinted her eyes and smiled, very happy.

...

Anyway, that's how it is.

As for Zen Master Kuye and Wang Xiaohu behind him, it is purely by the way.

When Wang Xiaohu heard that Yi Lin was going to take Jian Nanchun's Shunfeng Sword to the shore of the East China Sea, he immediately became anxious and shouted that he would go together.

They went out of the village and went around the world together. Brother Lin, why did you abandon me?

Jian Nanchun made it clear that his flying sword was overloaded and he couldn't get three people.

When Zen Master Kuye saw that the opportunity came, he said that he wanted to send the Buddha to the west and escort the eldest princess to the shore of the East China Sea.

Then he got on Wang Xiaohu.

Wang Xiaohu didn't think so much.

Yi Lin saw through the old monk's thoughts at a glance.

In this way, the old monk still did not give up and wanted to recruit Wang Xiaohu as a monk.

then,

Jian Nanchun took Yi Lin and the old monk went north with Wang Xiaohu.

It’s fast to travel in the air, and it’s no problem to travel thousands of miles a day.

The cities shrank into the size of models and swept past several people.

Wang Xiaohu had never experienced this kind of stimulation. He held Zen Master Kuye's cassock throughout the whole process, both excited and scared.

Yi Lin sat on Jian Nanchun's flying sword butt, very calm.

He wasn't afraid of falling down, at worst he could fly by himself.

In fact, Yi Lin was secretly thinking about the principle of flying swords.

Yi Lin's flying with the help of chanting power is completely different from the principle of flying swords.

Let me give you an example, it is like helicopters and jets.

One is to rise with the help of airflow, and the other is to glide with the help of jet airflow.

When flying, Yi Lin used his mind power to support his weight to achieve the effect of flying, but the speed was not very fast.

And the flying sword is really flying, very fantastic.

Yi Lin felt the speed of the flying sword and yearned for the magic of cultivation.

He felt that this was a strange subject. For Yi Lin, the more unfamiliar the subject, the better, which means that it is full of unknowns, which makes him feel the desire to explore.

"Is the inviting knowledge lies in the endless unknown..."

On the flying sword, Yi Lin murmured to himself.

When he raised his head again, the boy's eyes were filled with spirit.

...

Along the way.

The old monk and Wang Xiaohu sat on the wooden fish magic weapon and chatted endlessly.

He kept talking to Wang Xiaohu about the benefits of practicing Buddhism.

What can clear your mind and few desires, no desires, peace of mind, prolong life, etc.

At first, Wang Xiaohu refused and covered his ears.

But later, he was so tired that he couldn't help but listen to a paragraph.

Zen Master Kuye has a profound cultivation level. While controlling the wooden fish to fly, he is as stable as an old driver. He can also put his hands together and sing mysterious scriptures.

Listening to the sound of "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, the six senses are pure" piercing into the eardrum hundreds of meters away, even through the whistling wind, Yi Lin admired the penetration power.

"I don't know if the little tiger can stand it."

Yi Lin sighed secretly and mourned Wang Xiaohu for a moment.

Three days later.

Four people fell outside a town.

This place is called Yecheng, which is one level older than Shengping County.

Several people put away their magical powers, pretended to be ordinary monks, bought fresh water in the city, and found out the news.

Jian Nanchun and the monk Kuye have achieved success in their practice. They are almost fasting and cannot die if they don’t eat for ten days and a half months. But Yi Lin and Wang Xiaohu are not. They are growing up, and they will starve to death if they don’t eat or drink.

Ilin had just entered the city and suddenly remembered that she had no money.

So he could only sneak out of the city and release three mother spirits to explore the surrounding area. I don’t know whether it was the other party’s bad luck or Yi Lin’s luck, so that Yi Lin found a trace of thieves twenty miles outside Ye City. Following his footsteps, Yi Lin touched it, oh, it was actually a big fish, a group of 100 people, with a strong strength, enough to occupy a mountain.

Yi Lin was too lazy to get involved in the murderous crime, so she slipped into the warehouse of the robber group, stole a package of silver, left without leaving her name.

No wonder so many people like to be a hero and do whatever they want to help the poor, and this feels really good.

Not only enriches the pockets, but also enriches the spiritual needs.

Yi Lin's bags were heavy and filled with silver.
Chapter completed!