"As long as Master Xuanyuan is satisfied, I have already discussed the date of your wedding with Patriarch Xuanyuan. It just so happens that you are here today. I will call Yanran here now so that you can have a good chat and exchange feelings."

Dongfang Teng said.

"No, I will go see Miss Dongfang in person."

Xuanyuan Hong shook his head and said.

Dongfang Clan, in a small courtyard full of peach blossoms, Dongfang Yanran is wearing a yellow dress, her face is as delicate as a fairy, her hair is like a waterfall hanging on her shoulders, she is sitting on a round table, admiring the flowers blooming in front of her.

Peach blossom.

At this time, this scene, combined with the existence of Dongfang Yanran, who is as beautiful as a fairy, is really picturesque.

"People are like flowers, and flowers are like people, they really complement each other, what a picture of a peach blossom beauty!"

Xuanyuan Hong walked in, looked at Dongfang Yanran and said softly with a smile on his face.

"Master Xuanyuan, why are you here?"

Dongfang Yanran watched Xuanyuan Hong appear, a strange look flashed in her eyes.

"What? Miss Dongfang doesn't welcome my appearance?"

Xuanyuan Hong walked to Dongfang Yanran and sat down, smiling.

"How could it be? How could I not welcome the young patriarch of the Xuanyuan clan and the hidden genius?"

Dongfang Yanran said with a sigh of relief.

"Yanran, it won't be long before our two families are getting married, and by then you will be my wife, Xuanyuan Hong."

Xuanyuan Hong looked at Dongfang Yanran and said directly.

Dongfang Yanran said calmly: "Master Xuanyuan, although my uncle has agreed to marry your Xuanyuan clan, I have not agreed yet, and I am not afraid to tell you that I have actually been engaged for a long time."

"I know that it was an oral engagement between your father, the former head of the Dongfang clan, and a secular Xiao family child, and you were betrothed to the descendant of this Xiao family child."

Xuanyuan Hong said calmly.

"You know? Then you still plan to marry me?"

Dongfang Yanran looked at Xuanyuan Hong with a strange look in her eyes.

"This is just an oral engagement, and your father has passed away, and the Xiao family member is missing, so naturally this engagement does not count."

"And as the eldest lady of the Dongfang family, how can you be with a secular boy? This is not only an insult to the Dongfang family, but also a blasphemy to you."

Xuanyuan Hong said softly, with an indifferent expression.

"Master Xuanyuan, this is my business and has nothing to do with you. Let me tell you the truth, I don't like you. Even if we eventually become a couple, nothing good will come of it."

Dongfang Yanran stood up and turned her back to Xuanyuan Hong and said.

"I believe that I, Xuanyuan Hong, can make you fall in love with me, and I really want to meet the boy you are engaged to."

There was a smile on Xuanyuan Hong's lips.

"What do you want to do?"

Dongfang Yanran's expression changed, she turned around suddenly and stared at Xuanyuan Hong.

"Don't worry, I won't kill him, because he's not worthy enough for me to kill him!"

Xuanyuan Hong smiled softly, but he was full of contempt for the boy who was engaged to Dongfang Yanran, and he didn't take him seriously.

"Yanran, just be prepared to be my bride."

Xuanyuan Hong said and left the small courtyard.

"I hope I won't hurt you."

Dongfang Yanran murmured to herself, as the scene of meeting Xiao Yifeng at school that day emerged in her mind.

Huaxia, Lingyin Temple.

In a large hall, under a golden Buddha, an old monk wearing a red cassock and nine scars on his head was sitting on a futon, his eyes closed tightly, and he was muttering silently. He was Wu, the abbot of Lingyin Temple.

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"Master, I'm reciting sutras again. Don't you feel bored by reciting sutras all day long?"

At this time, a frivolous voice sounded, and a young monk rushed in wearing a monk's robes, with a playful smile on his face. He was none other than the top-notch monk Qijie that Xiao Yifeng met in Japan.

"Qi Jie, you are out of seclusion and your strength has improved well. However, this is the place where the Buddha is enshrined. You are not allowed to smile playfully. This is a sign of disrespect for the Buddha. Kneel down!"

Wu Nian shouted solemnly.

"oh!"

Qijie curled his lips and knelt on the ground.

"Qijie, your strength has improved a lot. The traces of the relics of the Fighting Holy Buddha have been found this time. This time you and several elders will go together to find the tomb of the Fighting Holy Buddha."

'"You must enter it to get the inheritance of the Holy Buddha. This Dou Zhan Holy Buddha is a great Buddhist power, and his strength reaches the sky. If you can get his inheritance, you will definitely reach the sky and your strength will increase greatly. This can also help you

I, Lingyin Temple, strive for glory."

Wu Nian looked at Qi Jie and said with a serious face.

"I understand, Master."

Qijie nodded.

"But this time Myoji Temple and Kasyapa Temple will also be involved, and other martial arts forces may appear. It is not so easy for you to obtain the inheritance of this holy Buddha."

Wu Nian said solemnly.

"No, Master, you ask me to compete with so many people and get the inheritance of this holy Buddha. This is too difficult for me. With so many forces competing for it, I might be killed at some point."

Qijie curled his lips.

"I understand you kid. If you don't want to die, it won't be that easy. Besides, the elders and several leaders are here this time, so you don't have to worry about anything."

Wu Nian said calmly.

"But remember not to mess around when you go down the mountain this time."

Wu Nian instructed again.

"knew."

As Qijie spoke, an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a strange light shone in his eyes.

Yanjing, in the villa of Champs Elysees.

Xiao Yifeng stayed in the room and practiced, and behind him twenty-five flying knives formed by condensed stars were formed.

And in Xiao Yifeng's brain, the soul that transformed into a star shone brightly.

Although it was daytime at this time, there was still a powerful star energy falling from the sky and entering Xiao Yifeng's body.

Ever since Xiao Yifeng's soul transformed during the demonic sound test in Tianyinzhai and became what it is today, Xiao Yifeng felt that his speed of absorbing star energy had greatly increased.

Moreover, each time he absorbs it, it is several times larger than before. Even during the day, he can absorb a large amount of star energy for his cultivation, which also greatly increases Xiao Yifeng's cultivation speed.

I don't know how long it took, but Xiao Yifeng's cell phone suddenly rang. He stopped practicing, took out his cell phone and saw that it was Zhang Xinlan's call.

"Hey, Xinlan!"

Xiao Yifeng answered the phone and said.

"Xiao Yifeng!"

A hoarse old man's voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

"Who are you? Where is Xinlan?"

Xiao Yifeng frowned and his face darkened.

"I am Situ Lie, the father of Situ Cheng who was deposed by you. If you want to see this little beauty, just come to Situ's house alone, otherwise you won't be able to see her."
Chapter completed!