When Ye Feng turned back, he saw a monk standing in front of him. He was no one else. He was the new monk in charge of Xuankong Temple.
Seeing Ye Feng, Yuexin was surprised: "Amitabha, it's really patriarch Ye. I'm very polite."
"Oh, master Yuexin. How is your master yuekong?"
"My master, he's closed."
"I heard you were the abbot of Xuankong Temple? Congratulations
"I'd like to thank Lord Ye for saving his life. If it wasn't for master ye, I'm afraid I would not be able to get out of the immortal world."
Monk Yuexin bows to Ye Feng again.
Monk Yuexin saw the old man with white hair. His face was straight, and he quickly put his hands together: "Amitabha, are you Nanhai sword Zun, master Oriental?"
The old man with white hair nodded and looked proud.
Nanhai sword Zun? Ye Feng remembered that there was such a figure in the ancient Wu Kingdom.
Nanhai jianzun is the elder martial brother of Dongfang sword and the disciple of Nanhai sword God. Since the Oriental swordsman went to different schools, Dongfang compound has become the territory of Nanhai jianzun.
To sum up, Nanhai jianzun is the great uncle of Dongfang Zhongyu brothers.
Nanhai sword Zun stroked his white beard, and his sinister look seemed to be more cheerful: "monk Yuexin, young and promising, became the director of Xuankong Temple at a young age."
In fact, Nanhai jianzun doesn't want to talk to monk Yuexin. If Zen master Zhikong and master yuekong are here, they are qualified to speak to themselves.
Because monk Yuexin is the abbot of Xuankong Temple and represents Xuankong Temple, Nanhai jianzun pretends to praise him. In fact, he has been banished to the eighteen levels of hell in his heart.
"Amitabha, thank you for your praise. After listening to the noise, I found that there was a quarrel between master ye and master Ye. What's wrong with master ye?"
Nanhai sword Zun snorted coldly: "master ye? Master Yuexin, you learn from master yuekong and represent the Xuankong Temple. I call you Yisheng Yuexin's host. How can you be called the patriarch
Monk Yuexin looks unhappy. Ye Feng is his life-saving benefactor. No matter how senior he is, he is disrespectful to him.
"Master, since ancient times, heroes are young. If you have no ambition, you can't live for a hundred years. If you don't think he's young, you can't see that he's young. He's the supreme ancient martial arts master in our ancient martial arts world. He's also the leader of the Yihua palace and Taiyi gate."
Ye Feng ha ha ha ha smile, oneself become the thing of taiyimen patriarch, incredibly also spread so fast, but taiyimen has been destroyed by himself, he has become a bare rod commander.
"Monk Yuexin, you praise me. Where am I the leader of Taiyi sect? I have completely destroyed taiyimen, and my fart is gone. I am not the leader of Taiyi sect."
Listen to Ye Feng said that the taiyimen all destroyed, the South China Sea sword Zun face a Lin, a look of doubt.
He wondered, how could it be that Yue Zhuoqun's brother, black and white impermanence? How could I shut up for a few years, and the ancient martial arts world had undergone earth shaking changes?
His face is not Yin and Yang, in fact, he had a trace of vigilance to Ye Feng.
It is difficult for ordinary people to throw their servants into the lake in the distance with their ideas. Therefore, they have no hands. If someone else, they would have drawn their swords.
A cough sounded, and a group of people came slowly. The lights on this side of the forest lit up like day.
The thin housekeeper respectfully led an old man with half white hair to come over.
The old man has a national face. He is tall and powerful. When he walks, he looks like a book in the East. When he sees the old man with white hair, he quickly clasps his fist and bows and says, "dongfangyue, please see your uncle, and welcome him out of the pass."
Nanhai sword Zun snorted coldly: "nephew, you don't stay overseas with my old ghost younger brother. How can you think of coming back? Have you forgotten our agreement? "
Dongfang Yue looks a little embarrassed. She looks at Ye Feng and Yuexin monk, and seems to have difficulty in saying something.
Ye Feng knows that Dongfang Yue and Nanhai jianzun are afraid to talk about some family affairs. It's not good for an outsider like himself to talk about it here. It's better to leave as soon as possible.
He said with a smile: "Dongfang Yue, Hello, my name is Ye Feng. I won't disturb you, master Yuexin. Let's go and have a drink in the front hall
Shake hands with the host Dongfang Yue.
Moon heart monk also smile hands together Shi: "Oriental elder, Hello, monk Xuankong Temple moon heart."
Dongfang Yue didn't think of Ye Feng's name. He thought that he was a disciple of the sect. When he heard monk Yuexin report to his family, he thought that monk Yuexin was the new director of Xuankong Temple.
Monk Yuexin has never heard of it. The abbot of Xuankong Temple can't be ignored.
Dongfang Yue quickly clasped his hands: "it turns out to be Yuexin master, but I haven't met you far away. Please forgive me."
"You are welcome
Ye Feng took Yuexin monk's arm and walked away: "let's go. It's not convenient for us to be present when we meet at home."
Although he took the monk Yuexin far away, Ye Feng had the blood of archaic deities. His senses were different from ordinary people. He could hear the conversation between Dongfang Yue and Nanhai jianzun.Nanhai sword Zun's voice was gloomy: "you forget our agreement with taiyimen. If your father and son dare to step into China again, taiyimen will bloodwash the Oriental family."
Dongfang Yue calmly said: "I didn't forget. However, I heard that two days ago, the whole Taiyi gate attacked fangcunshan, intending to seize fangcunshan's ancient martial arts resources. Unexpectedly, if the Taiyi gate was not there, why should I abide by this agreement? If the skin does not exist, the hair will wither? "
That is to say, the previous agreement was made with taiyimen and could not return to Huaxia, but there was no taiyimen, and the agreement no longer existed.
When Dongfang Yue talks, she can't hold the excitement between her eyebrows. Finally, she can be Chinese.
But there was also a trace of regret in his look.
Dad passed away a few years ago and died in a strange land. If he could persist in it for a few years, he would be as happy as himself if he could return to his hometown now. He couldn't help sighing when he thought of this.
The housekeeper also said a fair word for the owner with a smile: "yes, the taiyimen are gone, so we don't mention it. The past things have been turned over like a book."
The South China Sea sword Zun fiercely drinks: "you calculate what thing, there is no place for you to speak here."
The housekeeper was so frightened that his forehead was so cold and sweaty that he did not dare to come out.
He knew that if the South China Sea sword Zun was angry, even if the Lord tried to protect himself, he would not be the opponent of the South China Sea sword Zun. This old monster could not be provoked.
The South China Sea sword Zun glared at the Oriental moon. The meteor flew back to the deep woods and threw down a sentence: "it's ok if you come back, but this is not the house of Dongfang family for a long time. This is also a member of me."