Han Yun walked comfortably on the streets of Nanyuan City. The buildings on both sides of the street were very distinctive and refreshing. Even the stones laid on the ground carved with various things, which seemed to tell the story of someone cutting flesh and feeding eagles. The tall golden roof building in the center of the city was the most eye-catching, and circles of Buddha light spread on the golden roof, giving people a very peaceful and atmospheric feeling.

The Nanyuan City is quite lively, and there are many cultivators of all kinds. The atmosphere is not as tense as Yunshan City. Everyone is very relieved to wander the streets and buy what they need. This is the territory of the three top sects of the Mountain and River Realm. Naturally, no one dares to sing wildly here, and the environment is very harmonious.

Han Yun walked through the street, using small escape techniques and magical magic several times in a row, and said intimately: "If someone is really following him, he should have been thrown away. I will find a place to hide for a few days, and then sneak out of the city while the night is falling!"

Han Yun made up his mind and was about to find a courtyard to live in. Suddenly, a huge buzzing sound made Han Yun startled. He looked up and found that it was from the golden roof building in the center of the city. The huge bronze bell made a buzzing sound, and the entire Nanyuan City was covered by the bell. But the bell did not make people feel harsh and bored. Instead, it sounded wider and felt very comfortable and appropriate.

The bell stopped just twenty times and then it was stopped, followed by sings of sacred Buddhist singing. It was dusk, and the center of the city was the Jokhang Temple where the Void Gate was stationed in Nanyuan City. The disciples of the Void Gate in the temple were doing evening classes, which was actually chanting scriptures.

"These monks are so boring. They will recite shrimps and tofu sooner or later!" Han Yun smiled and was about to continue walking. A fat monk hurriedly walked past him, and could faintly smell the faint fragrance of wine.

Han Yun sniffed and said to himself: "This monk will enjoy the 500-year-old berries brew!" Han Yun licked his lips with a little greed, and he became addicted to it.

Since hanging out with Bai Cang for a while, Han Yun has been completely addicted to the taste of wine, and he has become more and more stingy as he drinks. The last time the fairy wine he picked up from Bai Cang was almost completely drunk, and the monk actually has 500-year-old berries. It's not simple. Han Yun's eyes rolled and he quickly chased after him, calling out, "Master, stay!"

The monk stopped, his fat body turned around clumsyly, and he pronounced the Buddha's name: "What's the matter if the donor calls the little monk?"

Han Yun smiled and said, "I'm here for the first time to come to Nanyuan City. This place is really eye-opening. Void Sect is truly worthy of being a holy place for Buddhist cultivation, and it is really admirable and worshipped!"

A faint impatience flashed in the fat monk's eyes, but a kind smile appeared on his face and said, "The donor is praised. Since it is his first time, he needs to have a good tour!"

"This is of course necessary, but when I am just a newcomer, I want to find a place to stay. I don't know where to stay?" Han Yun asked with a smile on his way forward.

The fat monk breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to Han Yun happily, and left in a hurry. Han Yun looked at the fat monk's back, holding a wine gourd in his hand, opened the lid of the gourd and smelled it, and the fragrance was steep. It was undoubtedly the 500-year-old berries brew.

"Hehe, other monks are chanting shrimps and tofu. What is this fat monk doing in a hurry? And he looks like a wine monk. Could it be that he is secretly going to the crazy kiln?" Han Yun guessed maliciously, then smiled unscrupulously and put away the wine gourd.

"Hmm?" Han Yun turned around suddenly, glanced back and forth, his brows frowned slightly, and the feeling of being peeped out appeared again.

"Who is it? It's really a ghost!" Han Yun suddenly drilled into a narrow alley, and the small escape technique and the magic illusion technique were activated at the same time. He ran through dozens of horizontal alleys, and then he appeared.

"You should be thrown away now, right? I don't believe you can keep up!" Han Yun quickly put on his invisible cloak and walked out of the narrow alley. Not far away, he saw the fat monk sneaking in, entering a hidden yard nearby, and stretching out his big face and peeking around for a while. Then he shrank in. It was obvious that it was not a good way.

"There is a ghost? This monk has a ghost! Is it because of the golden house?" Han Yun touched his chin, showed a strange smile on his face, and walked over lightly. The yard was not eye-catching and not large in size, and the defensive magic array was opened. However, this magic array was undoubtedly useless for Han Yun, and he easily penetrated it.

"Yeah, you have a fat, heartless fat man, it's been so long since. Ahhh... It hurts if you are gentle!" A sweet and charming voice sounded.

As soon as Han Yun entered the yard, he heard the unsuitable sound of a child coming from the house. He couldn't help but sweat. He was indeed a monk in the flower. He was really anxious. He just entered the door and started to fight. No wonder he was in a hurry just now, and it turned out to be sowing seeds and raining.

"Unfortunate, unfortunate!" Han Yun was about to retreat, but he heard the fat monk's lewd voice saying: "My little heart, isn't this the only time for Elder Sikong to steal it out? On the way, I was stopped by a blind person and asked this and that. Hurry up... Suck the birds quickly for my brother, I'm almost suffocating. Today, I must have a good time and kill your slutty hooves, a river of spring water flowing eastward!"

"Damn, the lewd monk!" Han Yun couldn't help but curse, suddenly his eyes rolled, and a "scandal" smile appeared on his face, and a spirit-gathering tree on his body was lighted.

"Yeah, don't worry, lustful monk, aren't you Buddhist practitioners close to women? You fat guy is a hungry ghost in lust, and every time you make people unable to get up!" The woman said charmingly, and her tsk voice came from inside. Han Yun couldn't help but feel hot in his lower abdomen and secretly scolded the two gangsters and lewd wives.

"Hehe, this master practices joyful Zen, so he is naturally different from others. The more women are, the happier you are! Little lady, just leave me...ah... hurry up!"

"Bah, I'm just concerned about my own happiness and a heartless guy, I won't come!"

"My sister Jinlian wants to be happy, so I naturally want it!" The fat monk laughed lewdly, and a bang came from inside, followed by a slap of flesh and a hot moan and panting sound. It seemed that a sloppy battle was taking place inside at this time. Han Yun stood outside and listened a little excitedly, and said intimately: "Monkey Hua, I'll let you taste the smell of falling off at critical moments later!"

"Yeah...ah...fatty, why did Elder Situ suddenly return to the mountain gate?" the woman asked while gasping.

"Jinlian, why do you ask this? Just tighten it... so beautiful!"

"I have to know, hurry up, otherwise you will be cut off!"

"Hehe, I heard that the Nine-Son Bodhi is about to mature, so the old guy will naturally rush back and get a share!" The fat monk gasped, as if he was jealous in his words.

"Oh, so that's it. Nine-Son Bodhi is a yellow-grade spiritual medicine. I don't know what it does!" The woman asked sweetly. When Han Yun heard the words "yellow-grade spiritual medicine", his eyes immediately shone, and his ears were pricked up and he sounded thin. He originally planned to tease the two of them during the Gao Fei preaching, and his thoughts were closed.

The fat monk's proud voice came: "Hehe, you don't understand this, although the Nine-Son Bodhi is a yellow-grade spiritual medicine, it is a highly poisonous thing!"

"A poisonous thing? Then why are the old guys in your Void Sect flocking to you? Are they all fools...ah...ah..." The fox-browed woman chanted as if she was about to die. The sound of a slap sounded loudly, and then the fat monk's muffled groan came and then became quiet.

Han Yun was hearing the key point and was itchy, but he didn't hear the voice inside for a long time. He thought to himself: "That fat monk could not have lost his yang and died on a woman's belly!"

After a while, I heard a long and relaxing sound from inside, followed by a crisp sound, and it was obvious that the fat monk slapped the woman on the butt.

"You slut is getting more and more powerful, and you almost suck the monk dry!"

"Hate, I want it!"

The two of them flirted for a while, and then scored twice, but they never mentioned the Nine-Son Bodhi anymore. Han Yunya was so angry that he really wanted to kick the door open and ask the fat monk out for interrogation. But this would undoubtedly alarm the snake. Since it was a yellow-grade spiritual medicine, no matter he was in the dragon pond and tiger's den, he had to touch the Void Gate to steal it.

After finally waiting for the fierce battle inside to stop, two lewd monks and sluts who were passionate about love began to chat again.

"You haven't told me that Nine Sons Bodhi is a highly poisonous creature, why are there so many people rushing to ask for it?" asked the woman named Jinlian.

"Hehe, Sister Lian doesn't know anything. Although these Nine Sons Bodhi are highly toxic, their toxicity is extremely yin and cold. Others will definitely die if they eat it. However, the exercises of our Void Sect are pure yang techniques, and the body of pure yang can withstand the poison of Nine Sons Bodhi!"

"Puff, no wonder you, the lewd monk, don't go back and grab a piece of pill...ah!"

Before the woman finished speaking, she cried out in pain, obviously she was treated by the fat monk. The fat monk said proudly again: "Even if your fat brother is not a pure Yang body, he is not qualified to be divided into the Nine Sons Bodhi. Besides, with my cultivation level, even if I eat Nine Sons Bodhi, I am looking for death. The five fingers in the sect are currently qualified to eat Nine Sons Bodhi, which can be counted!"

"Oh? Since it is a highly poisonous thing, what's the use of eating it?" the woman asked in confusion. The fat monk showed off: "Sister Lian, do you know the Golden Body Realm?"

"Of course I know that the realm of Buddhism is the realm of God-Sculpting God is the realm of Golden Body, which is equivalent to the fusion stage of our Taoist cultivation!" The woman said in a sweet voice.

"That's right, only the Buddhist practice at the peak of the God-Sculpture Stage can be useful if it is eaten by the Nine Sons Bodhi. The pure yang body of the Buddhist practice at the peak of the God-Sculpture Stage has become perfect, so that it can resist the yin and cold poison of the Nine Sons Bodhi. As long as it is over, it can successfully shape the golden body and officially enter the Golden Bodhi realm. Hehe, the golden body realm we practice can easily knock down several of the fusion stage guys of your Taoist cultivators!" The fat monk said proudly.

"Hate, you Buddhist practitioners are all old virgins. No wonder they were almost tortured to death when they first got along with you! Hehe~"
Chapter completed!