"If you change a problem with a pill, you think it's too good." Ye Chen showed a playful look, "Is the Confucianism Valley here?"
"Of course not. At best, the Outer Valley has been developed later. It takes a long time to go to the Inner Valley." Wu Xiu shook his head, "The destructive power of the Inner Valley is too brutal. Step in."
As Xiao Wuxiu said, it seemed that both Ye Chen and him were in the Shiyuan Realm.
"Well," Ye Chen nodded slightly, "As far as I know, Kuangsheng and Shengnian seem to have fallen, and there seems to be no movement in the Confucian Ancestor Temple."
"Hey, those two monstrous geniuses fell. I heard that the Confucian ancestors were furious for several days, and the endless thunder law swept over the Confucian God Valley. Fortunately, the Confucian ancestors still have two disciples. I heard that after their persuasion Now, this is how I stopped venting."
Xiao Wuxiu had a resentful expression: "Let's not talk about Shengnian, Kuangsheng is really an excellent disciple of Confucian ancestors. He often gives lectures and helps us to advance and break through."
Ye Chen was at a loss for words for a while, if this little martial artist knew that he was the one who killed Kuang Sheng and Sheng Nian, he didn't know if the pill could still be eaten.
"There are two more disciples?"
"Yes, there are also Ruyi and Zhixuan. As the only female disciple under the Confucian ancestor, Ruyi was originally the most favored, but many years ago she fell ill for some reason, and has not stepped out of the Confucian ancestor temple for many years. And Although Zhixuan is dressed as a monk, he is a full-fledged monk, and he has not been active in the realm of heaven and man for a long time, so it is normal not to know."
Ye Chen nodded, if this little Wuxiu didn't tell, he really didn't know these two people.
"Then now, who is in charge of this Confucianism Valley?"
"Of course it's Zhixuan, don't tell me, although everyone calls him a wine-sex monk, but his methods are thunderous, and he is quite Confucian. , it is indeed more livable.¡±
Ye Chen nodded. To be able to take over Rushen Valley in such a short period of time, and to do it well, this Zhixuan really cannot be underestimated.
"Here you are." After Ye Chen said, he threw the two pills into the arms of the little martial artist.
"Things like the destruction of the earth's pearls are not something that small casual cultivators like us can participate in." Xiao Wuxiu seemed to feel that he was short-handed. Seeing Ye Chen continue to walk forward, he couldn't help reminding.
"Yeah." Ye Chen smiled slightly, and disappeared from Xiao Wuxiu's eyes
Ye Chen was still worried about how to get into the inner valley of the Confucian God Valley, so he looked at the place where he entered the valley. The servants were divided into two rows and stood at the door, holding paper and pens in their hands, and recorded the names of the future guests one by one. Come down, and then be led into the inner valley by a special maid.
Ye Chen saw several familiar forces, and even Xuan Jiyue's subordinates. It seemed that Xuan Jiyue had heard the news and sent someone to rush over.
You must pay attention to hiding your whereabouts during this trip, Ye Chen reminded himself, and walked to the door with a smile on his face.
A woman in a yellow shirt carefully recorded Ye Chen's temporarily edited identity, and led Ye Chen into the inner valley.
In the inner valley, as the little Wuxiu said, it was filled with the power of the law of destruction, which made the hearts of those who entered tremble.
"Dear guest, this is your room." Ye Chen nodded. The furnishings in the room are relatively simple, and the smell of bamboo is still strong. It is obviously a newly built house.
Along the way, he also saw countless houses like this, some of which had already been built, while others were still under construction, and there seemed to be a steady stream of distinguished guests coming from thousands of miles away.
"Dear guest, this is a banquet tonight, please come to the meeting on time." The woman in the yellow shirt took out something like an invitation from her bosom.
The above content is extremely simple, only the time and place are written.
Ye Chen nodded, he really wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd for the abnormal behavior of the Confucian Ancestor Temple.
Seeing the invitation from Ye Chen's men, the woman in the yellow shirt turned around and left, and closed the door for him.
Da da da!
A soft footstep from far to near.
A woman in a cloak was following another woman in a yellow shirt as they passed Ye Chen's room.
Ye Chen glanced through the half-closed window, and exchanged glances with the woman. With a flicker of his figure, the woman had disappeared under the eaves.
This woman seemed somewhat familiar.
Ye Chen looked at the woman's disappearing back, a little absent-minded, but that bland cheek, obviously like Ye Chen, she also changed her face.of.
I don't know what the Confucian Ancestor Temple has prepared for the Hongmen Banquet tonight?
Into the night.
The sound of silk and bamboo is the most outstanding, and the melancholy sound fills the entire hall. Countless graceful women are singing and dancing in this hall, which is quite a lively scene.
The women squatted, knelt or curled up, serving the distinguished guests who came to Rushen Valley to drink and have fun. The banquet had not yet started, but it seemed to have reached its climax.
Those warriors who claimed to be clean, saw the casual cultivators attacking these women, and they couldn't bear the animalism, and they hugged the maids one by one.
However, those women didn't show the slightest shyness, their faces were flushed, and they looked pitiful.
When Ye Chen stepped into the palace, what he saw was this extravagant scene. For a moment, he wondered if he had come to the wrong place, and came to a gentle place.
Those female martial arts cultivators closed their eyes and were indifferent, not wanting to see such a filthy scene.
Some of them just sat cross-legged on the futon, and even started to practice directly, forcibly shielding this extraneous matter.
Ye Chen was worried that his identity would be exposed in advance, so he deliberately waited for the opening time of the banquet, and he chose a relatively remote office to sit down.
The sound of silk and bamboo lingering in my ears slowly stopped.
Those women stood up one after another as if they had been summoned, packed their makeup and robes, and bowed out of the hall.
Those Wuxiu who had been bewitched by beauty before, slowly recovering their spiritual consciousness at this time, looked at each other with jealousy in their eyes.
"Hahaha, the arrival of all distinguished guests really makes my Confucian ancestor temple flourish."
A bald-headed man strode in from outside the hall, with a dissolute smile on his face.
"My subordinate Zhixuan is a direct disciple of the Confucian ancestors. Entrusted by his family teacher, he is here to entertain all distinguished guests. I wonder if you are satisfied with Zhixuan's arrangement?"
"I've heard about the name of the wine-colored monk a long time ago, but I didn't expect him to be such an elegant person. It's really not a waste of time." A wild man, whose clothes have not been neatly tidied up, can't wait to say at this time.
"Haha, as the saying goes, wine, sex and wealth, if people don't enjoy themselves, they are not in vain. The respected master has comforted me many times, but I always don't know how to repent, and I like to be planted in this group of women!"
While talking, Zhixuan pretended to turn his eyes inadvertently, and at the same time, he was already striding towards the main seat.
"The Venerable Zhixuan is straight to Ruida, and it should be very smooth to walk on this original path."
"Absurd praise, absurd praise!" Zhixuan waved his hands again and again, looking as if he couldn't bear it, and changed his voice, "Zhixuan is not talented, but I also know that you are here to destroy the earth's center."
"The Venerable Zhixuan speaks quickly, and the old man is also very straightforward, and I don't like to hide it!"
An old man sitting at the very front, looking like a leader, said loudly: "This old man has received a post from the Confucian Ancestor Temple's Heroes. I don't know that this post says that he is willing to share the heart of the earth with the heroes of the world. , but really?"
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