Although Yang Yu was anxious, he could not change it, so he had to let the eagle fall down from the clouds.

Trepidation!

The eagle fell into the sky as if relieved, glided over ten miles and landed towards a forest.

"Um?!"

At this time, Yang Yu seemed to have some senses and suddenly stopped the eagle. With the latter's aggrieved cry, he made it turn and flew more than ten miles away.

It just fell into the sky.

In the evening, clouds and clouds in the sky are like fire, and the autumn wind blows on the earth, and there are endless wheat waves. Between Baizhou and Daocheng, there is the largest plain of Longyuan Road.

The Longyuan River passes here and nourishes the fertile fields on both sides of the strait.

His eyes fell from the sea of ​​clouds, passing through the endless waves of wheat and the busy farmers in autumn, Yang Yu's eyes slightly condensed and fell into a temple.

call!

As the air flow roared, Yang Yu fell from the sky and fell in front of the temple. Several young monks who were shocked were urinating and ran back to the temple shouting.

Through the unblocked gate, Yang Yu saw the familiar martial arts performance venue.

The yellow mud was pressed down and repaired flat, just like the martial arts field he saw when he refined the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

The difference is that there is no longer the old prince lying on the rocking chair and the little girl who is practicing boxing with a stern look.

Instead, there were a group of little monks running around.

"Jingxin Temple."

Yu Yang looked at it: "Can your heart calm down by hanging a plaque?"

"Amitabha."

Amid the calm Buddha's chant, the middle-aged monk who was like a jade-like face slowly stepped out: "As you said, I can't be quiet."

"Zhang Lingying?"

"It's me."

The middle-aged monk nodded and admitted: "Master Yang can also call me 'Yuanying', this is the name after becoming a monk."

"You sent someone to see me?"

Yang Yu looked at the monk.

King Longyuan had only one wife and three sons in his life. The eldest died in the Battle of Horses and the second son was imprisoned for many years.

But compared to these two, the third brother has the lowest presence.

It is said that he became a monk when he was young and broke his family cleanly, and few people knew about him.

"Actually, it's not just you."

Monk Yuanying clasped his hands together and sighed:

"Yu Fangzhou, Nanshanba, Lin Qitian, Wei Zhengxian... I sent someone to invite him."

“What’s the result?”

Yang asked.

The aura of this monk is very similar to that of the old monk Yuanjue whom he had killed. The Vajra Indestructible body is in a state of fire.

Judging from its breath, it seemed that it had only changed blood nine times, which was a big difference from the True Gang.

However, it seems that there is also a Taoist fruit?

Buddha-like fruits?

“Not as satisfactory.”

Yuan Ying is silent:

"You are the first choice to come to see me, and no one else..."

"Actually, it's the way."

Prison Yang is blunt.

If it weren't for the fact that the Eagle had no time to rest, he had seen this familiar martial arts venue, and he would probably have come to see the monk.

A monk who was developed into a family tree had no choice but to do anything even if he wanted to do.

Becoming a monk is a true monk.

It's more than just shaving your head...

“…It’s good to go along the way.”

Yuanying paused slightly and offered an invitation: "It's getting late, how about Master Yang's rest?"

“No need.”

Yang Yu refused: "If you have something to say, just forget about it, Yang will not be happy if he has nothing to do."

"Amitabha."

Yuanying sighed, but did not invite him again. Yu Guang swept around and said:

"I am going to advise you not to go to Longyuan City this time."

"oh?"

Yu Yang raised his eyebrows.

"As far as I know, the master is possessed by the Taoist fruit, and is highly likely to be a ghost or god..."

Yuanying is straightforward and very straightforward:

"According to Buddhist scriptures, in ancient times, my Longyuan Dao was an underworld ranch. Throughout history, all the Tao fruits from Longyuan were related to ghosts and gods."

He did not hide it and said everything he knew.

"The underworld ranch..."

"The 'judge' Taoist fruit that the second brother possesses can be regarded as the lord of the underworld. All the ghost and god Taoist fruits are restrained by them..."

At the end, Yuanying's expression became heavy:
Chapter completed!