"Thank you Young Master Ye,"

"I'm going to pack up and go home after eating."

Ning Caichen looked at the young man with emotion, he didn't expect to be so lucky today.

Being able to have such a large amount of money for no reason, there is no need to take the risk of running so far to collect the debt.

"Then, goodbye by fate."

Ye Feng smiled slightly, and his body disappeared in place.

Ning Caichen was speechless for a long time, looking at the empty space.

If it weren't for the two golds in his hand and a table of hot delicacies, he wouldn't have believed that these were real.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye."

The scholar thanked him earnestly.

The peace and wealth brought by two pieces of gold made him feel that he could not repay him.

In fact, Ye Feng had already taken what he wanted.

After bidding farewell to Ning Caichen, Ye Feng rushed directly to Lanruo Temple.

The location of Lanruo Temple is not difficult to find, after all, it is a famous and murderous place in Guobei County, a dilapidated temple built in the deep mountains.

Many poor people went there to spend the night and never came back.

People in the nearby towns all know that Lanruo Temple is very weird, so the locals don't go there.

Only downcast poor people like Ning Caichen who pass by will go to that kind of place to stay overnight, and then they can't resist the temptation of the female ghost, and finally become the nourishment of the thousand-year-old tree demon.

......

Lan Ruo Temple.

Ye Feng just appeared here, and couldn't help but frown.

There are too many people who died near here, resulting in the formation of a fierce evil spirit.

Ordinary people can't perceive this evil spirit, but they can see it clearly for the powerful.

The thousand-year-old tree demon, also known as the grandma of the tree demon, that monster likes to devour blood for cultivation.

The main body is a dryad, and most of his subordinates are beautiful female ghosts.

At night, grandma will send female ghosts to seduce people who are staying at Lanruo Temple.

When those men couldn't bear the temptation of the female ghost and took off their clothes and were ready to go, the female ghost would shake the bell on her body.

When the bell rang, Grandma Dryad would stick out her long tongue and squeeze the man dry and turn him into a mummified corpse.

"Oh, it's really boring."

Ye Feng entered the monastery, and saw a desolate place, and the dilapidated houses did not look like they could live in.

Summon out the true fire of Samadhi at will, burn all the mummy monsters in the room, and dispel the hundreds of years of Yin Qi in the Buddhist monastery.

After finishing this, take out a bench and put it on the ground, and lie down lazily.

The sky darkened a little bit.

......

"when!"

The two swords collided in the air, and the two practitioners fought.

A black-robed man with a gloomy complexion, a beard who looks like Zhong Kui, and has a bit of a Dionysian air.

"Brother Xiahou, you fought me for seven years, and you lost for seven years."

"But you are really patient. Wherever I avoid, you will follow."

Yan Chixia said a little speechlessly.

After a fight, he stabbed the opponent's back with a sword.

If it wasn't for the sake of the other party not being a villain, he would have killed him long ago with a merciless sword.

"Yan Chixia, I didn't expect you to stay in Lanruo Temple for half a month,"

"This sword has been sharpened."

The man in black sneered.

"No, it's just that you're wasting your own time, too ambitious, and don't seek to make progress,"

"For the sake of the false name of the best sword in the world, the sharpness is too revealing, and the intention is not righteous,"

"The shape of the move is uncertain, the anger is too strong, and the move is fast and unstable."

Yan Chixia turned into an explanation for a second, and she didn't know whether she was persuading or mocking.

But no matter what, Xia Hou was very annoyed when he heard it.

"If you don't cultivate your body and mind, it's just a fluke for you to win."

Yan Chixia continued.

In the past, he was also a famous judge in the twenty-six provinces of Guandong and Guangxi. He hated corrupt officials the most.

Because the traitor was in power, he withdrew from the rivers and lakes and lived in seclusion in Lanruo Temple, becoming a casual cultivator.

"Yan Chixia, I'm here to compete with you, not to preach to you."

Xia Hou said angrily.

His inner thoughts were expressed so bluntly, and he became even more angry.

"I say,"

"Are you guys fighting or flirting?"

Ye Feng said slowly.

"Good guy, after fighting for seven years, both of them are alive and well."

The young man stretched and looked at the two people who were facing each other in front of the temple.

"who are you?"

Xia Hou said coldly.

"There are spiritual fluctuations in the body, is it also a cultivator?"

Yan Chixia also asked.

"In terms of age or cultivation, you should call me senior."

Ye Feng said lightly.

The invisible pressure erupted, forcing the two of them to turn pale, and their hearts instantly lost their fighting spirit.

For hundreds of years, they have not felt the power of this intensity for a long time.

And at the moment when the two of them confessed their love, Ye Feng also heard a system prompt in his heart, and the number of lottery draws increased by ten times, which is better than nothing.

"Just now the kid was blind, I don't know the name of the senior?"

Yan Chixia asked respectfully.

At this time, Xiahou also put away the long sword in his hand and lowered his head.

"I don't change my name when I'm going, and I don't change my surname when I'm sitting,"

"The most handsome man in the world, Ye Feng."

The young man took out a white jade fan and said coolly.

"Senior Ye."

Yan Chixia and Xiahou's faces darkened at the same time, but they still greeted respectfully.

In the world of Taoism, those with advanced realms are called seniors, not to mention that the other party claims that they are also older than them.

"Cough cough,"

"If it's okay, I'll leave here first."

Xiahou laughed dryly, then slipped away.

He came here just to fight Yan Chixia, he didn't want to fight the big monster, and he didn't want to get along with a dangerous person like Ye Feng.

Seeing Xiahou leaving, neither Ye Feng nor Yan Chixia stopped him.

Anyway, this kind of small role is just like this, not worth mentioning.

a while.

It was finally getting dark completely.

But in Lanruo Temple, there is a smell of barbecue.

I saw a bonfire lit in the center, and a wild boar caught in the mountains was roasting on the shelf above. The processed meat was sprinkled with seasoning, exuding an unusually attractive aroma.

"That, what,"

"Senior is really elegant."

Yan Chixia rubbed her hands together, wiping a trace of saliva from the corner of her mouth.

"Don't worry about it,"

"Since everyone is destined to be here, why not eat together."

Ye Feng smiled and took out a jar of wine from the Shenwei space, inviting him.

"Hahaha,"

"Senior has said so, so Yan is not polite."

Yan Chixia was no longer restrained, and laughed heartily.

Taking a bowl of wine from Ye Feng, he drank it down proudly.

"Good wine!"

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