Looking at the monk and the girl who had just entered the door, the relaxed smile on Ye Chen's face quickly froze.
Something was wrong!
There was something wrong with the way Jingjing looked at him!
This…this…what was the difference between her and Ren Tingting?!
Looking at Jingjing, whose eyes were filled with surprise and love, Ye Chen felt as if a red 'danger' was written on his forehead.
"Old monk, you're not dead yet?" Four-eye sneered.”
Ikkyu's amiable expression did not change as he smiled and said,""This Penniless Monk also wanted to die, but when I went to the Western Paradise, Buddha told me to come back and bring you along.”
Si Mu moved his mouth but did not know what to say. He could only snort coldly.
"Puchi!" Looking at the four eyes, Ye Chen could not help but laugh.
Just like in the original novel, these two bad friends fought the moment they met…
Ikkusho looked at Ye Chen, and his eyes lit up,""…And this is?"
"My senior brother's disciple came to my place to play for a few days. What's the matter?" You don't welcome it?"
Ye Chen's expression turned serious as he said in a childish voice,""My name is Ye Chen, and I am the disciple of Yimei, his third disciple.”
" Daoist One-Browed's disciple?!"
When Ikkyu heard this, he raised his eyebrows and seriously examined the child in front of him.
Ninth Uncle's name was like thunder.
Not only was he known as the number one genius of Mao Mountain in a hundred years, but he had also taken up a public position in the underworld as a Yang body a few years ago.
He wanted to see how talented Ye Chen was as Ninth Uncle's disciple…
With just a glance, Ikkyu raised his eyebrows.
He wouldn't know if he didn't look, but he was shocked when he saw it!
Not only did the little fellow have a good appearance, but his physical condition was also outstanding!
Buddhism had always had the saying that the body was a boat, slowly crossing the sea of bitterness. They paid special attention to the strength of the body.
However, according to his eyes, even the generations of Buddhist disciples who had been painstakingly nurtured by the Buddhist school were far from having as strong a physique as Ye Chen at his age!
Moreover, Ye Chen already had a cultivation base!
Yes!
Not shallow!
Every breath he took, every movement he made, he emitted a faint Taoist Connotation…
Seem...Seem... Seem.... Seem... Seem.... Seem..... Seem..... Seem...... Seem..... Seem...... Seem..... Seem...... Seem..... Seem....... Seem......!
Even Ikkyu, who had studied Buddhist scriptures for half a lifetime and had a Zen heart as firm as a rock, couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock.
If Ye Chen was a little older, there was no need for much! 20 years older…No way!
Master Haoran, who was in his twenties, was also very f * cking scary!
Thirty years older!
If Ye Chen was a man in his thirties with a cultivation base that was not weaker than a four-eyed man, Ikyo would only praise him as a genius.
However, Ye Chen was not even twenty years old, let alone thirty years old!
He looked like a six or seven-year-old child!
How could this f * cking man have a cultivation comparable to a four-eyed man?
Xuxu! It was all fake!
He must have cultivated a special technique to display such a wondrous aura…
Thinking of this, Ikkyu's expression relaxed slightly.
He took a deep look at Ye Chen.
The clear calmness in the child's eyes, neither servile nor overbearing, were all absorbed by him.
"One Eyebrow Dao…Mao Mountain is blessed!”
Ikyu paused in the middle of his sentence and sighed sincerely.
To be able to cultivate a special Dao technique at such a young age, his talent was even more dazzling than Yimei's. Taking this child as a disciple was not only a blessing for Yimei, but also a blessing for Mao Mountain!
In another twenty or thirty years, the entire Spirit Illusion World might be in turmoil because of him…
Ye Chen smiled and replied humbly,""Master, you praise me too much…"
When Ikkyu heard this, the envy in his eyes intensified.
At such a young age, not only was her talent shocking, but her temperament was also not bad.
Daoist One-Browed, where did you find a disciple like you?
Give it to the old monk…No! This old monk is not worthy. Give one to our Buddhist Sect!
"Old bald monk, your eyeballs are going to fall out if you keep looking!”At this time, his four eyes moved in front of Ye Chen and looked at Ikyu warily," I'm telling you, don't have any ideas about my martial nephew, or else…Hmph!”
Since ancient times, Buddhism and Taoism have been difficult to reconcile.
The two of them had a good relationship, but when it came to major issues of right and wrong, the four eyes were still very firm.
"Hehehe!" Yi Xiu was not angry. He smiled and narrowed his eyes." This Penniless Monk often accompanies the ancient Buddha with green lamps. Although there are no disciples to serve him, he would not do such a despicable thing as snatching other people's disciples.”
After saying that, he nodded at Ye Chen kindly,"Little Chen, there are very few people here. If you are bored, you can go next door and play with Sister Jingjing…"
When Jingjing heard that, she smiled and nodded her head like a garlic pound. If it weren't for the fierceness in her eyes, she would have been eager to play with Ye Chen.
Looking at Jing Jing's shining eyes, Ye Chen's eyes twitched and he nodded vaguely.
After bidding farewell to Yixiu and his disciple, his four eyes moved closer to Ye Chen, and his face was full of smiles.
"Little Chen, this old monk isn't a bad person, but our Taoist and Buddhist sects have been competing since ancient times…"
"Hehehe! You still have to guard against him."
'Lao Tzu transformed into a Hu and left the Han Valley.'
Since ancient times, the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism had never stopped.
If he wasn't careful and the little guy was taken away by the old monk, his senior brother would skin him alive.
Ye Chen nodded and grinned," Don't worry, Martial Uncle. I am still young, and have not fully developed yet. Although I do not have the conditions to eat meat, I have heard that meat is very delicious. I don't want to be a little bald donkey!”
After saying that, Ye Chen turned around and walked towards the sleeping mat.
After walking for a night, he was exhausted…
Four Eyes: "???"
His eyes were filled with confusion. Then, he seemed to have thought of something and stared at his little martial nephew's back.
"The little guy said everything, but it seems like he didn't say anything!”
"He knows more than me, his martial uncle!”
"I heard from senior brother that Little Chen takes out his book collection every morning to read…"
"My good senior brother, what books do you have?!”
……
Time passed slowly.
Ye Chen's belly was exposed as he lay on the mat, sleeping peacefully.
Suddenly.
A figure carrying a thin blanket crept closer without making a sound.
"I'm really the best martial uncle in the world…"
"He even covers Martial Nephew with a blanket…"
" You little brat, you're still sleeping with your belly exposed. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold? But…"
"If you catch a cold, you deserve it. Who asked you to threaten Martial Uncle?”
Four-eye was cursing, but he was very careful with the blanket.
He was afraid that he would use too much force and accidentally wake Ye Chen up.
However, he did not notice that the corner of Ye Chen's mouth had unknowingly curled up a little.
Suddenly.
The jade pendant on Ye Chen's neck flashed.
A cold and damp Yin Qi overflowed from it.
Immediately after.
Yin Qi exploded!
F * ck!
What was going on?
My Martial Nephew is haunted by a ghost?
Sensing the Yin Qi emitted by Ye Chen, his four eyes widened in shock.
Immediately after.
Killing intent was revealed!
In the wooden house next door, the chanting stopped abruptly, and the old hand that was twirling the prayer beads suddenly stopped!
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