Among the crowd, both sides of the fight were monks. One side was Duanmuchu who was beaten, and the other side was three people. Ye Xuan also knew them, including the big-eared young man who had fought with him.

"It's these three dog legs again." Ye Xuan, in a rage, kicked up.

The big-eared young man showed his fists and beat Duanmu Chu wildly. Unexpectedly, someone rushed out of the crowd and kicked up. Unpredictable, the big-eared young man flew out and collapsed on the ground and could not move.

"You are Ye Xuan." The young man with big ears couldn't stand up. His foot broke through his protective spiritual power and his waist was broken. The terrible force was unimaginable.

Although the onlookers were unclear, the mummies that emerged from somewhere did not prevent them from watching the fun. Instead, they became even more enthusiastic and they applauded.

Half a year has passed, regardless of Ye Xuan's cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi training, the physical strength of the body alone can suppress it by dealing with three cultivators at the fifth level of Qi training.

Before the remaining two people could escape a few steps, Ye Xuan's figure rushed over. After a crackling sound of bone breaking, the three of them collapsed and collapsed.

"Ye Xuan, there are law enforcement monks in the city, so they cannot be killed here." Duanmu Chu recognized Ye Xuan and reminded.

Ye Xuan nodded, and three Senluo fingers flew out from his fingers, landed on the dantian of the lower abdomen of the three, breaking the qi sea of ​​the dantian of the three, and destroying the foundation and cultivation of the three.

The onlookers couldn't laugh anymore. Looking at the three of them's still bleeding belly, everyone couldn't help but feel creepy.

The seemingly weak mummy was actually a powerful body-refining monk, and he was cruel and ruthless. Everyone dared not continue watching the fun, and they scattered like birds and beasts in a blink of an eye.

Ye Xuan followed Duanmu Chu, took Meinu with him, and the three of them went to a teahouse in the city. It turned out that after Duanmu Chu left Yinsha Sect, he and Feng Jiaojiao opened a teahouse here.

Anxing City is the city closest to Yinsha Sect. Among the bustling crowds, there are many disciples of Yinsha Sect. He is not the only disciple who makes a living in the city like Duanmuchu.

"I have seen my sister-in-law, congratulations to my sister-in-law." As soon as I stepped into the teahouse, Ye Xuan saw Feng Jiaojiao.

After not seeing each other for more than half a year, Feng Jiaojiao's figure and music have become taller again. She has a puppet figure, strong limbs, and a bulge in her lower abdomen. She is obviously pregnant. Seeing Ye Xuan coming, Feng Jiaojiao quickly made tea for them.

"Why are you busy with your work? Ye Xuan is not an outsider. You should rest when you are pregnant." Duanmu Chu waved his hand, and Feng Jiao was as cute as a bird to lean on others, obediently entering the inner room.

Ye Xuan looked up and down at Duanmuchu. The young man who was once full of scholarly spirit was much more mature and sleek, and integrated into ordinary families.

"I congratulate Brother Duanmu for giving birth to a noble son first." Ye Xuan clasped his fists and his eyes couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Duanmu Chu greeted Ye Xuan and Meinu to sit down. After a while of silence, he spoke quietly: "It's okay to have a son like anyone else. If you give birth to a daughter, don't follow her mother..."

Meinu covered his lips with his little hands and his beautiful eyes shining. Ye Xuan glared at Meinu fiercely. Although he was also holding back his laughter, he couldn't laugh at him for not being.

Duanmu Chu rolled his eyes, waved his hands, and signaled that he didn't mind. He started chatting with Ye Xuan, but he hadn't seen each other for more than half a year. When the two were having a good time, the sound of drums and music came from outside the teahouse.

The drum music mixed with the sound of beating wooden fish. Ye Xuan Daqi and Duanmuchu said casually: "It's those bald men again. They will parade once a month to preach Buddhism and guide people to be kind."

Ye Xuan and Meinu looked at each other. This place was not far from Yinsha Sect. In addition, within a radius of thousands of miles, there were several other demon sect forces. These monks were so brave that they ran to their heads and ran away.

"These monks are crazy and are not afraid of death. They will die again and again. Besides, these bald men are not good at it." Duanmu Chu was puzzled and explained to them.

The Buddha's singing became closer and closer, becoming clearer and clearer. When ordinary people heard it, they couldn't help but feel calm and relaxed. Walkers on both sides of the long street stopped and put their hands together to show their heart towards the Buddha.

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The sound of the Buddha singing made Ye Xuan feel irritable. At first glance, he saw a large group of bald guys, with charitable faces and singing the Buddha's songs together. They all smiled and looked peaceful, as if they had seen the eternal state of bliss in their eyes.

"There are many disciples of the Demon Sect in the city. When they watch them parade and preach Buddhism, no one will cause trouble for these monks?" Ye Xuan asked.

Duanmu Chu glanced at Ye Xuan and said, "These bald men are compassionate, but they are not fools. If someone beats them, they will still beat them back. Look at the bald men behind them, they are all Buddhist disciples from the Luohan Hall, and they are so cruel."

Ye Xuan followed Duanmuchu's pointing and looked behind the team. A group of monks from Luohantang had their limbs, their foreheads were bright, and their bodies were emitting golden light, and their bodies were like metal pouring.

It is not difficult to imagine that the body of the disciples of the Arhat Church is difficult to damage the sword and magic weapons, and even the head is no exception, comparable to the essence of iron.

Suddenly, Ye Xuan's eyes lit up. He appeared at the last person in the team, with a handsome face, wearing a black cassock, folded his hands together, and chanting the Buddhist chant.

"That unethical bald man, Brother Duanmu, do you know the name of that bald man?" Ye Xuan pointed to the end of the team and asked with a bad expression.

Duanmu Chu looked at Ye Xuan strangely and said, "That famous person is Master Budu, a disciple of the Banruo Zen Temple and Luohan Hall, has been practicing the Vajra Body Refining Art and has reached the perfect state of copper and iron bones."

"Once the Buddhist Vajra Body Refining Art is perfect, it can evolve its magical powers by itself. All kinds of wonderful methods vary from person to person, and are strange and unpredictable."

Duanmu Chu said, there was envy. Ye Xuan looked strange, his eyes never shining with gold, and he snorted coldly: "This bald man is really iron-headed."

After being disturbed by these monks, the three of them had no interest in drinking tea. It is strange that the sound of Buddha singing can soothe people's hearts and make ordinary people feel at ease when they hear it.

But the disciples of the Demon Sect in the city were all irritable and restless, and they couldn't do anything. The monks were not afraid of death and were desperate. Whenever the parade ended, these Demon Sect disciples were full of resentment and had to go to the brothel to vent.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Ye Xuan stayed in the teahouse for three days. During this period, he chatted with Duanmuchu and drank tea. During these three days, the changes in the Vientiane Mirror in Ye Xuan's body gradually stabilized.

In the Mirror of the Vientiane, there is already the prototype of a small world, three miles in a radius, with mountains and water, small bridges and flowing water, volcanoes are located in a corner, and the trees and flowers of the trees sway in the wind. Now there is an additional teahouse, which reflects the teahouse of Duanmuchu.

In a guest room in the teahouse, Ye Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, and his face flashed with joy. The lazy and lying beside him twitched Ye Xuan's body with jade hands, and said with a smile: "Master, what's the happy event?"

Ye Xuan glanced at the charming Meinu, stroked his head gently, smiled without saying a word. With a moving mind, the Meinu under his palm disappeared.

In the space of the Vientiane Mirror, there is the same teahouse, the same guest room, the same bed, the hero lies on it, and the charming face shows a look of surprise. She looks around in a daze, but Ye Xuan is not seen.

(End of this chapter)
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