Ungodly Evil Spirit

"Yes, let's go up together and have a good talk with the monk at Luohan Baosa!"

Zhu Yibo nodded his head aside and agreed.

Shui Yun will make friends with Feiyun Sect, because he is fancy Ye Fan's future is boundless, but now, in Ye Fan's state, any cultivator can bully him.

As several people were talking, because they still maintained respect for Ye Fan, they didn't dare to take Ye Fan away by force, and could only follow behind him.

"Damn it!"

After everyone left, a furious voice came from the entrance of Feixue Mountain, which was from Cao Feiyu.

"Brother, they actually rescued people, what should we do?"

A disciple said with regret.

After all, such a good opportunity was so missed.

"Immediately notify the sect, I will look for Brother Talang, as long as this Ye Fan is in Feixue Mountain for one day, we will have a chance!"

Cao Feiyu quickly made a decision.

"Brother Talang! Do you want him to go out this time?" Hearing this name, many disciples were shocked.

"In terms of current strength, Ye Fan is not as good as us, but in terms of identity, only Senior Brother Talang can be compared with him. This opportunity is great. As long as I rely on this person, Feixueshan will surely rise to fame."

Cao Feiyu's eyes were full of arrogant gazes, and as the voice fell, his figure disappeared at the entrance.

At the halfway point of Feixue Mountain, on the snow-capped mountain surface, there are many gorgeous palaces.

In the center of the temple, there are also many beautiful ice sculptures. Here is one of the top ten sects, Feixue Mountain.

"What did you say? You asked me to challenge Ye Fan, are you crazy?"

An exclamation came from a hall.

The speaker was a twenty-seventh-eighth young man with a beautiful appearance, and his face was surprised at this moment.

"Brother Talang, don't be nervous. At this moment, that person has completely lost his cultivation, and even our weakest disciple is no match for it. If you challenge it, you will definitely win!"

Cao Feiyu is making suggestions in front of the man.

After Talang heard this, he was silent for a moment, and still shook his head: "Then it is even more unwieldy. I can't do such a risky thing!"

"Brother Talang, you are wrong to think so. As long as you can defeat Ye Fan, our Feixue Mountain will surely be famous in Nanban. Countless disciples will come to join, and the overall strength will be increased several times. By then, you will no longer have to look at others' faces and act in Nanban. Cao Feiyu was a little anxious, and continued to admonish him: "Besides, Ye Fan has a lot of secrets. As long as he can get the same, the senior can become the next legend. Even if you don't do it for yourself, the senior should also think about the sect."

"You go down first, I'll think about it later!"

Talang frowned deeply and waved at Cao Feiyu.

As the chief disciple of Feixue Mountain, he came to this step by relying on his own hard work and down-to-earth, suddenly letting him do things in danger, Talang is really a bit unaccustomed.

"Hope brother think it over!"

Cao Feiyu cast a gloomy look at the man in front of him, bowed back and walked out. At this moment, he was quite sure about it. Once he talked about it, he couldn't bear to walk away from it.

Speaking of Ye Fan, it took a whole night before Ye Fan finally reached the Luohan Baocha. He didn't care about Lai Zhiqing and others following him, and he couldn't stop it.

Without power, thinking becomes simpler. Many things, life and death crises, don't require him to worry and consider too much.

It was early in the morning. When Ye Fan stepped into the Arhat Temple, Monk Ji happened to walk out of it and saw Ye Fan nodded lightly: "Huiming, you are back!"

"Master, something happened to Yamashita, and the disciple failed!"

Ye Fan answered truthfully.

"It's okay, as the teacher already knows, from now on, you will meditate in the room to cultivate your mind, no need to go down the mountain!"

Monk Ji nodded, as if he knew the thrills Ye Fan endured.

"Yes!"

Knowing that he finally didn't have to go down the mountain to fetch water, Ye Fan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, still a little happy.

Just because of the daily mountain road, it is too tormented.

"Go!"

Monk Ji kept watching Ye Fan walk into the room, and then looked forward, there was a shimmering light in his eyes, like wisdom.

"Little monk, I want to see your host!"

The voices of Li Panan and others soon came.

They didn't know that Ye Fan was the apprentice of the person in front of them, and even Lai Zhiqing didn't know.

At this moment, Monk Ji revealed the incarnation of a boy. He frowned slightly after listening to Li Panan's carefree voice.

"Little monk, we have met, and we hope to let us in. We want to meet an old person!"

Seeing this, Lai Zhiqing hurried out, still polite.

"People who are not from Buddhism are not allowed to enter the treasure temple, please come back, all the benefactors!"

Monk Ji naturally wouldn't let them disturb Ye Fan's clean cultivation, so he said lightly.

"Little monk, if you don't let go, then we will be very welcome!"

Zhu Yibo was a little worried, and his tone sank.

The little novice in front of them had no cultivation in their eyes, and was as weak as Ye Fan.

"Amitabha Buddha, I am the gatekeeper, before I stand the Buddhist gate!" Monk Ji put his hands together and said lightly.

"Go to the side!" Zhu Yibo waved a wave of power in his hands, gentle like a spring breeze, but with a strong thrust, he wanted to force Monk Ji aside.

"brush!"

Under this force, Monk Ji stood firm and did not move a step, and at the same time still said indifferently: "You donors should go back, you can't get in."

"Impossible! Zhu Yibo, you are too bad, I will come!"

Li Panan shook his head, and immediately came to Zhu Yibo's side, and made a full shot at Monk Ji, no longer being polite.

"Wow..."

It's a pity that Monk Ji didn't move like a mountain at all, even if it was under Li Panan's Fengliutang stunt, he was completely unharmed.

"This..." The visitor was finally taken aback by this scene.

They are all outstanding talents of Nanban, among them there is nothing more than a peak genius like Lai Zhiqing, but such a group of people can't even match the little monk guarding the gate of Luohan Baosa, which is really unbelievable.

The strength of Luohan Baosha has not yet reached this level.

"I'll come, little monk, if you don't want to let it go, you would be offended!"

Fu Li suddenly walked out at this moment, and a special-looking purple bamboo appeared in his hand, pointed at Monk Ji.

"this is……"

Everyone was shocked when they saw this thing.

They will never forget this Zizhu, the mysterious strong man used a purple bamboo to penetrate the body of the Zuoqiu Demon.

At this moment, everyone suspected that the mysterious strong man was related to Jianjian Villa, because the two purple bamboos were almost identical.

In terms of power, it is most likely the same.

"Little monk, it's too late to retreat now!"

Fu Li had confidence in what he was holding. This was what Jianzu rewarded for helping Feiyunmen fend off the enemy. It could save his life in a critical moment.