Bi Yi and Chu Zhaoren found another teahouse and chatted happily for several hours, making the incompetent monk and the others very angry.

"Brother Chuizhui, I live in Shuiyun Pavilion at the end of the west. If anything happens, you can come to me."

When the two of them separated, the intimate name directly made Doubi go berserk.

"Fuck it, it turns out that the connotations are all lies. Women are superficial and only like appearance."

After swearing loudly, Doubi directly pushed the person in front of him away, and the powerful and fierce force made the person who originally wanted to curse honestly shut his mouth.

"Elder brother, wait for us!"

"Senior Brother, you are going in the wrong direction, that is where we are stationed!"

"Thank you for your patronage, City Master Yu Shao. You are welcome to come to the poor monk for gambling next time!"

It was a chaotic scene, but no one was able to get back the Yuanshi magic weapon that he pressed on. The incompetent monk seemed to have a thousand hands, tightly holding the hands of the monks who wanted to take advantage of the chaos.

A crystal purple Buddha light appeared on the solemn face of the Prime Minister. Behind his mind, a phantom with three heads and six arms released an awe-inspiring power, shocking everyone.

At this time, some people who were dazzled by Yuan Shi remembered the identity of the monk in front of them.

The next headmaster of the Bodhi Temple, one of the ten major sects of the righteous path, cultivated Alaya Consciousness when he was only ten years old. He is equivalent to a super genius who has self-condensed the foundation of the Dao. However, because of his inconsistent behavior, countless people have been disappointed.

People subconsciously ignored him.

However, no one knows that Fang Qinghua is the only person among the younger generation who will not take the initiative to challenge.

When Ji Boyi came back, he found that only the red-faced incompetent monk and his junior brother, monk Wukong, were left in the teahouse. The two of them excitedly counted the pieces of primeval stones, the mortgaged magic weapons, and various heavenly materials.

precious.

"Brother Incompetent, we have agreed to split the bill between 30 and 70. Are you ready for my share?"

After hearing this, the incompetent monk separated most of the things in front of him with a look of pain on his face, and pushed them in front of Ji Boyi with his eyes closed.

"Haha, the integrity of 'Sex Gambling Little King Kong' is indeed extraordinary, so I would be disrespectful to you."

Ji Boyi waved his broad snow-white gold silk sleeves, and an invisible power of space spread, collecting more than 300,000 yuan of stones, four magic weapons, more than a dozen medicinal materials, and rare and exotic iron into the Buddha Kingdom in his palm.

"Brother, can I ask a question?"

"Brother Incompetent please."

After receiving the benefits, Ji Boyi did not immediately turn his back on the person, but gave a polite smile with a soft smile on his face.

"I wonder what that beauty's name is. Is she married?"

"The person whose surname is Chu and whose given name is Zhao has been betrothed to me. Brother Incompetent should just go and enjoy the eighteen-bedroom wife at home."

After being silent for a long time, Ji Boyi finally spoke up and dismissed the unscrupulous monk in front of him. However, after hearing the name Chu Zhaoren, the incompetent monk's reaction was beyond his expectation. It seemed that he had seen through it.

The eminent monk of Shiqing let out a faint sigh.

"Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon first shine on people by the river? He is indeed her disciple!"

"Oh, Brother Incompetent, do you know Xiaochu?"

After hearing Ji Boyi's name for Chu Zhaoren, the incompetent monk's lips twitched slightly, and he looked at him with a strange look, and then sighed again.

"With Brother Ji's intelligence, I should be able to deduce her identity from the poem I read."

The incompetent monk's advice made Ji Boyi's indifferent expression suddenly change, and his eyes revealed a slight hint of disbelief.

"Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon first shine on people by the river? Could it be... Yue Zun's disciples?"

"Amitabha, very good!"

The incompetent monk did not deny it, which meant he acquiesced. A wry smile appeared on Ji Boyi's lips. He did not expect to meet such a well-connected person while walking down the street.

The so-called Yuezun is one of the nine heretical deities as famous as Hua Qingyu, the master of Huanshui Pavilion. He is also the Fairy Qingyue who fell in love with Sikong Qingcheng, the headmaster of Fangcun Mountain, back then.

It is said that after her love change that year, this peerless beauty became bald overnight and her temperament changed drastically. She vowed to kill all disciples of Fangcun Mountain who came within a thousand miles of Huanshui Pavilion.

With her extreme personality, once she finds out that Ji Game has provoked her disciples, there will probably be a lot of trouble. And the most important thing is, can she let Sikong Qingcheng know about this? Ning Qingxi is included in this...

··

All kinds of relationships were mixed together and kept in chaos. For the first time, Ji Boyi regretted doing this and didn't know if it was worth it.

"Brother Ji, I think City Master Yu Shao is already waiting for us. He has a bad temper. Let's go meet him first."

The incompetent monk shouted softly, waking Ji Boyi from his worries and remembering today's business.

"Yes, the most important thing now is...his attitude!"

Gently rubbing his forehead, Ji Boyi instantly wiped out the distracting thoughts in his consciousness, hid his figure with the incompetent monk, and quietly walked towards the sea east of Fangshi.

After a while, traces of blue-white lightning flashed from the incompetent monk's purple gold bowl. The piece of Taiyi fine gold worth one hundred thousand yuan stone had already flown out, and wisps of bright thunder and lightning light emerged, illuminating the surrounding area.

The white clouds are transparent.

There was a loud "boom"!

Suddenly there was a heavy rain in the boundless sea, and thunderbolts as thick as horned dragons kept wandering in the dark clouds, bursting out violent fluctuations of vitality, making Ji Boyi's body feel numb. As you can imagine

How strong is the thunder spirit around?

"Master Yunzhong's 'City of Thunder Clouds' is indeed well-deserved. With this thing in hand, even if Fang Qinghua came to provoke him, he would be killed with one shot."

In front of Ji Boyi and the incompetent monk, an eighteen-story sky city with simple and elegant decoration suddenly appeared. On the four poles stood four sky-reaching pillars of yellow, green, blue and red, responding to the heavy rain.

The constant roar of thunder pours into the city in the sky.

A large formation enveloped the entire "Thunder Cloud City" began to move, and the majestic and vast fluctuations made Ji Game feel insignificant.

"Before reaching the peak, powerful treasures can determine one's own destiny."

Sighing in their hearts, the "City of Thunder Clouds" that was originally hidden deep in the dark clouds was completely revealed before their eyes.

"If you haven't come up yet, I, the Young Master, will personally come to greet you. What else do you want."

A familiar voice sounded. There was impatience in the words, but it made Ji Boyi and Incompetent Monk look at each other and smile.

A cyan light curtain extended from the "Thunder Cloud Capital" to Ji Boyi's feet. The thunder energy that was originally dense and everywhere disappeared within the scope of the cyan light curtain.

"Follow Qingyun to the ladder to heaven. Once you fall down, you will be blasted to death by thunder. I, the Young Master, will not care about you."

After listening to the words of the people in the city above, Ji Boyi and Monk Wu Ming stepped onto the cyan light curtain at the same time and headed towards the lowest level of the Sky City.

Thick eyebrows, big eyes, tall and strong, wearing a sexy red cloak, he is the rich man who is considered funny by countless monks.

"Young City Master Yu Hongchang, I have long admired your name!"

At this time, Ji Boyi greeted the person in front of him very politely. Although the latter's face was slightly unhappy, based on basic etiquette, he still nodded in return.

"Xiao Xuan'er mentioned you to me and said you were very interesting."

After hearing what he said, Ji Boyi just smiled and didn't say much.

Yu Hongchang, the eldest disciple of Liehu, the Lord of Yunzhong City, is also Ye Xuan's senior brother, and is recognized as the most difficult young man to offend among the nine heretical sects.

The "Thunder Cloud City" in his hand is the most successful spiritual treasure that imitates the "Cloud City".

The four sky-reaching pillars made of ethereal fine gold mixed with eighty-one kinds of materials set up a four-pole elemental magnetic array to evolve and create the divine pool of creation, allowing the "Thunder Cloud Capital" to absorb the thunder essence almost all the time.

Qi grows.

Not to mention Fang Qinghua, even Taiyu, who has condensed the golden elixir of the Great Dao, will retreat when faced with Yu Hongchang who controls the "Thunder Cloud Capital".

"How have you considered the matter proposed by Young Master Yu and the poor monk?"

Ji Boyi didn't speak, so the incompetent monk could only continue talking to avoid everyone being embarrassed after the silence.

"Hey, since you won the Taiyi Fine Gold that I gave away, you are qualified to let me do one thing. And nourishing the immortal grass, such a sacred thing that grows, for my Thunder Cloud City,

It’s also essential.”

Yu Hongchang readily extended his right hand. A happy smile appeared on the solemn face of the incompetent monk Baoxiang, and he also extended his right hand to cover it.

Their eyes then turned to Ji Boyi, who remembered what the incompetent monk had said to him before.

"This brother of Xing Gong, is he willing to join forces with the poor monk?"

"Oh, why should I join forces with you?"

"The poor monk can guarantee that the 'Immortal Grass' will be delivered to Xiongtai. All he needs to do is help the poor monk stop someone at the critical moment."

"Hey, I have to think about such a good thing!"

When the incompetent monk heard Ji Boyi's words, he knew that he had already rejected him in his heart. As a last resort, he threw out his trump card.

"Brother, after reading this, if you still refuse, I have nothing to say."

The purple golden bowl shone with dazzling golden brilliance, and a scene that he could never have imagined unfolded before his eyes, making him swallow his words of rejection.

"I'm afraid it's not enough for just the two of us."

"Brother and the poor monk join forces. In that place, I'm afraid they don't even have the ability to protect themselves. To be on the safe side, we need to find the hardest turtle shell."

"Oh, it seems that the master has thought of everything. I wonder what I need to do?"

"Brother, please find a way to kill people, kill enough people, and spread their essence and blood evenly in these places! Then, I and the poor monk will invite a troublesome person from your heretics. If he can help, we will survive.

The probability is one level higher.”

"Who is this person?"
Chapter completed!