Ye Lan'er's words seemed a bit too familiar, and all eyes in the hall fell on Jiang Wang.

Even Huang Sheli, who was walking back, looked at Jiang Wang with profound thoughts - You, Jiang Wang, have had a hard time hiding it from me. You have been pretending to be honest, dull, and incomprehensible in front of me all day long. It turns out that you are also among the same people.

people!

Zhuo Qingru's eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking of.

The eyes of the crowd were really complicated. It was hard to imagine how rumors would spread after today. Jiang Wang finally turned his head and said, "Miss Ye, we don't seem to be that familiar. We have only met three times in total."

Ye Lan'er's eyes were sad and she said quietly: "I first met Mr. Jiang at the river viewing platform. The young master was like the rising sun in the sky, while I was looking at him crazily below the platform.

It was the eve of the opening of Chudi Mountain and Sea Realm when I met the young master again. A few of our friends gathered together and had a great time chatting.

The third time we met, it was when the mountains and seas were closed, Mr. Jiang returned victorious, and I took care of you. After the banquet, we were alone, and you praised me for my beauty, which was the only time you had seen me in your life.

The fourth time we met, I went to Nanxia specially to look for you..."

She counted several meetings, but she stopped abruptly here and said angrily: "How can you say that we have only met three times, you are such a humble boy?"

Love at first sight, familiarity at first sight, mercy at third sight, phoenix falling in the phoenix tree at fourth sight!

This method is really clever.

Jiang Qingyang is not only the best in martial arts?

Zhongshan Weisun gritted his teeth and tried hard not to show jealous expression.

Everyone was talking a lot.

Jiang Wang raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little unhappy.

Ye Lan'er sent another message: "Our cooperation in Linzi is not over yet!"

Thinking of this woman's help in the battle to kill Zhang Linchuan, Jiang Wang smoothed his brows and finally said calmly: "Miss Ye, sit down with peace of mind. The Chief Manager of the Yellow River is here, Brother Dou will not do anything to you.

"

Yelan'er intended to stab the Yingying Yanyan next to Jiang for Meiyue, so that he could know his beauty, but he knew it was too late, and Jiang was about to get angry.

So he smiled gently, ignored Dou Zhao's intimidation and Jiang Wang's indifference, found a seat for himself, and sat down gracefully.

…

"Are the people almost here?" Yi Tang asked aloud after coming back from his pharmacological research on the Dragon Palace Treasure Fruit.

Cui Yigeng, who was next to him, replied: "No, the people from Mu and Jing have not arrived yet."

Yi Tang fell silent.

Speaking of today's Dragon Palace banquet, there are many talented people from all over the world, and the relationship between them is extremely complicated.

Needless to say, Qin Chu, Zhuang Yong, etc., Renxin Pavilion and Dongwang Valley are also old rivals. The four major academies have their own competition, the Buddhist Holy Land has its own signs, and today Sanfenxiang Tower has separated from the Chu State to stand on its own...

In short, there is me in you, and you in me, it is a mess. If Fu Yunqin, the general manager of the Yellow River, had not come out to the market in advance, there would have been countless fights. It would not be unusual to see bloodshed and death.

Ren Xin Guan has always been kind to people, and Xuan Hu Lang is famous for his kindness, but it is not without old grudges.

Now everyone knows that Yi Tang, the doctor of Renxinkan Benge, is so talented that he is known as the "little sage". So, who is the "sage"?

It is Lu Gongxiang, a real medical practitioner from Renxin Pavilion.

Lu Gongxiang, who had helped the world by hanging the pot for three hundred years, was forced to kill by Yin Xiaohengsheng, the demon-slaying commander, during the Jingguo War of Defeat and Guards!

At that time, Ren Xin Pavilion came to the aid of the guards. Yin Xiaoheng defeated the guards and swore to Lu Gongxiang. He said, "Shuzi, do you think you are benevolent? Today you save one person and I will kill ten. Let's see how many people live because of you. How many people are alive?"

Die because of you!"

In the end, Lu Gongxiang committed suicide and ended this brutal killing.

Of course it is impossible for Ren Xin Guan to have no resentment towards Jing Guo. But even if it wants to do something further, it cannot be done.

Long Boji, who was sitting nearby, said: "Well, I saw the monk from Xuankong Temple. Is the monk from Mount Xumi here?"

Zhongshan Weisun raised his chin: "Here, in that corner, the one with his head buried...shh, don't keep staring, he should be restless."

"Why didn't they fight?" Long Boji asked.

The entrances to the real world of Mount Sumeru and South Dou Hall are not far apart, and their spheres of influence overlap. No matter how much they live in seclusion, friction is inevitable. Of course he is happy to watch the show.

"I don't know." Zhongshan Weisun sighed regretfully: "They all got together, and I followed them for a long time, but the one from the Xuankong Temple left again. What a pity, monks fighting is so interesting! I just like to watch this kind of thing.

I can’t even pull my hair out no matter how hard I try.”

Long Boji was silent for a moment, then thought of something again, and asked casually: "Speaking of which, is Xiyue Temple developing very well in the grassland now? Is it possible to become the third holy land of Buddhism?"

As the two most holy places in Buddhism, Xuankong Temple and Mount Sumeru are of course unattainable.

Over the years, only Kurei-yuan has caught up and was once known as the "Third Holy Land of Buddhism". Unfortunately, it was erased overnight. Since then, all temples and thousands of Buddhist temples have not heard of the holy name.

However, Xiyue Temple has a long history and has existed for a long time. It has a rich heritage and can be said to be unparalleled under the Holy Land. It has survived the period of "prosperity and then decline" of Kurong Temple, and in today's era of great strife in the world, it has begun to catch up.

After leaving the bamboo forest in the north, Xiyue Temple officially came out of seclusion. The veil was lifted, and it grew wildly on the grassland with the east wind of the convergence of all religions in the pastoral country.

Can it become the third Buddhist holy place in this era?

This is not just a matter of concern to Long Boji.

Zhongshan Weisun shrugged: "I don't pay much attention to Xiyue Temple. The relic girl should know better. She happens to be responsible for spreading the belief in the Yellow Face Buddha on the grassland."

He thought for a while and added: "But you are not handsome enough, so she might not bother to pay attention to you."

"You are quite handsome." Long Boji slowly poured himself wine: "Miss Huang has already gone to join other people's teams."

"...You don't understand." Zhongshan Weisun maintained his demeanor: "She is here to gather information. We have a clear division of labor, both inside and outside. Haven't you seen her greeting everyone she sees?"

"Is touching hands also a means of gathering information?" Long Boji asked.

"You don't understand, there are so many ways to touch your hands. If you go in, you can feel the bones and tell fortunes. If you go back, you can feel the texture of the skin and blood. It can also bring the relationship closer to each other, making the other party less defensive and telling useful information..." Zhongshan Weisun was full of words.

Nonsense: "If you don't believe me, please put your hand over and let me touch it."

Long Boji bared his teeth and said, "I'll kill you."

Zhongshan Weisun laughed.

Long Boji was pouring wine when his hand holding the pot suddenly stopped there.

"What's wrong?" Zhongshan Weisun asked.

"Do you believe in fate?"

"Come on. You just don't have the right looks."

Long Boji was not angry, or he didn't pay attention to Zhongshan Weisun's words at all. He looked in the direction of the entrance of the palace and was stunned for a moment.

"The people from Xiyue'an are here." He murmured.

What kind of woman walked into the temple at this time.

Wearing a dusty monk's robe and simple cloth shoes, there won't be any makeup - so why do you need makeup?

On this face, any pink and white look is vulgar.

Her monk's robe was very wide and should have covered everything, but it was like the clear sadness in her eyes could not be hidden. As she walked, there were also faint ups and downs of the mountains.

I'm not wearing that bodhi branch mask today.

Maybe at the Dragon Palace Banquet, all the geniuses showed their true faces. Or maybe they just... didn't want to hide it.

Therefore, her face is so clearly displayed here. Like a peerless painting, spread out in the brilliance of the Dragon Palace.

Her facial features were too intensely colorful, but her expression was so lonely.

Those beautiful eyes framed by charm, the ancient well between them is quiet and cool.

Her beauty at this moment is contradictory.

She is a very contradictory woman.

She was a lost little nun in the splendid Dragon Palace banquet where the geniuses gathered together, but like a deer, she went astray.

"Who is this person?" someone asked.

"I've never seen it, but I want to come... It's just those families."

"She must rarely show up, otherwise I wouldn't be unimpressed."

All the geniuses were talking about it.

And she stood at the entrance of the palace, standing in the missed light and shadow inside and outside the palace, clasping her palms together: "Phanni Yuzhen, I have met all of you good believers."

This moment is truly like the arrival of Bodhi in the world.

…

It was so quiet in the palace that her voice was always in my ears.

Jiang Wang didn't turn his head to look. He thought he was more concerned about the taste of the tiger-striped orange in his hand.

Everyone is talking about Xiyue Temple.

Jiang Wang did not participate.

He thought he was more concerned about when the Dragon Palace Banquet would start.
To be continued...