Supreme Medicinal God

? Ye Feng turned his head and saw a monk standing in front of him, not anyone else, but the moon heart monk hosted by the new Xuankong Temple.

When he saw Ye Feng, Yuexin was surprised: "Amitabha, really Lord Ye, disrespected, disrespectful, and the monk is courteous."

"Yo, Master Moon Heart, is your master Master Moon Sky?"

"My master and his old man are closed."

"I heard you presided over Xuankong Temple? Congratulations."

"Then I would like to thank Ye Zongzhu for his life-saving grace. If it weren't for Ye Zongzhu, the monk would probably not be able to get out of the eternal life world."

The monk Yuexin bowed to Ye Feng again.

The monk Yuexin saw the white-haired old man, his face was correct, and he quickly folded his hands together: "Amitabha, is your Excellency Sword Sovereign of the South China Sea, Senior of the East?"

The white-haired old man nodded, proud.

Nanhai Jianzun?Ye Feng remembered that there was such a person in the ancient martial arts world.

Nanhai Jianzun is the master of the Eastern Sword and a disciple of the Nanhai Sword God. Since the Eastern Swordsman went to a different school, the Eastern Courtyard has become the territory of the Nanhai Jianzun.

Counting it out, Nanhai Jianzun is the uncle of the two brothers in the East.

Nanhai Jianzun's white beard, and the appearance of a bird of prey seemed to be a little more cheerful: "Monk of the Moon Heart, at a young age, he became the host of Xuankong Temple, young and promising."

In fact, Nanzhai Jianzun doesn't want to take care of the monk of Yuexin, if Master Zhikong and Master Yuekong are here, he is qualified to speak to himself.

The monk Yuexin was presided over by Xuankong Temple, which represented Xuankong Temple. Nanhai Jianzun pretended to praise him. In fact, he had already demoted him into the eighteenth level of hell.

"Amitabha, thank you Senior Zun Zun for your praise. The little monk heard the noisy voice here and hurried over to find out that there was a quarrel between Senior Sect and Lord Ye. What is the difference between Senior Sister and Lord Ye?"

Nanhai Jianzun's nose snorted coldly: "Master Yezong? Master Yuexin, you follow Master Moonsky, representing Xuankong Temple. I call you the leader of Yuexin, how can this young man be called Sect Master? "

The monk Yuexin appeared unhappy. Ye Feng was his life-saving benefactor. No matter how senior the other party was, he did not respect Ye Feng, that is, he did not respect himself.

"Predecessors, heroes from ancient times have grown up as teenagers, aspirants are not young, and aspirants are 100 years old. You don’t want to look at him as young, but they are the ancient martial arts supreme of our ancient martial arts world. Sovereign of the two major sects."

Ye Feng laughed, and he became the Taiyimen Sect Master, even though it spread so quickly, but Taiyimen has been destroyed by himself, and he has become a bare commander.

"Monk Moonheart, you praised, where am I the lord of Taiyimen, then Taiyimen has been wiped out by me, and the fart is gone, I am not the lord of Taiyimen."

After listening to Ye Feng saying that the Taiyi Gate was completely wiped out, Nanhai Jianzun only looked awkward and looked suspicious.

He was suspicious in his heart, how is it possible, brother Yue Zhuoqun, is impermanent in black and white, how did I retreat for a few years, and the ancient martial world changed dramatically?

His face was yin and yang, but in fact, he had a trace of vigilance against Ye Feng.

Being able to easily throw his domestic servants into the lake in the distance with his thoughts is not something that ordinary people can achieve, so he hasn't gotten his hands. If anyone else, I am afraid he would have already drawn his sword.

A clear cough sounded, and a group of people walked slowly. The lights on the side of the woods struck up, and they shone like daylight.

The thin butler looked respectfully and led an old man with white hair to him.

The old man's national face, burly, tall and mighty, walked, tigers and wind, looks a little like the Oriental Zhongshu, he saw the white-haired old man, he quickly bowed his fists and bowed: "Oriental Moon see Uncle, welcome Uncle ."

Nanhai Jianzun snorted: "Sister nephew, you don't stay overseas with my old ghost brother, how come you think of it? Did you forget our agreement?"

Dongyue looked a little embarrassed, and looked at Ye Feng and Yuexin monk.

Ye Feng understands that Dongfangyue and Nanhai Jianzun may have to talk about family matters. Outsiders like yourself are here, it is not easy to speak, and it is better to rush away if you are acquaintances.

He laughed and said with a smile: "Oriental Moon, hello, my name is Ye Feng. I won't disturb you to reminisce, Master Yuexin, let's go, let's go to the front hall for a drink."

Shake hands with the host Dongfangyue.

The monk Yuexin also smiled and folded his hands together: "Senior Oriental, hello, the little monk Xuankong Temple Yuexin."

Ye Feng's name was not remembered by Dongfangyue, and he thought which Zongmen disciple heard the monk Yuexin from the door of his family, and remembered that the monk Yuexin was the new chair of Xuankong Temple.

Monk Yuexin may not have heard of it, and Xuankong Temple presides over it.

Dongfangyue hurriedly clenched his hands in both hands: "It turned out to be Master Yuexin, but he has never been far away, please forgive sins."

"Senior is polite."

Ye Feng took the monk Yuexin's arm and walked away: "Come on, the family members meet, we outsiders are inconvenient to be present."

Although pulling the monk of Yuexin away, Ye Feng may have the blood of the ancient gods, and his senses are different from ordinary people, but he can hear the conversation between Dongfangyue and Nanhai Jianzun in the back.

Nanhai Jianzun's voice was somber: "You forgot, our agreement with Taiyimen, if your father and son dare to step into Huaxia again, Taiyimen will wash the Eastern family."

Dongfangyue calmly said: "I haven't forgotten, but, I heard that two days ago, Taiyimen sent a full attack on Fang Cunshan in an attempt to grab Fang Cunshan's ancient martial resources. Since Taiyimen is no longer there, why should I obey this agreement? Without the skin, Mao will be attached?"

That means that the previous agreement was negotiated with Taiyimen and could not return to China, but Taiyimen was gone, and this agreement ceased to exist.

When Dongfangyue was talking, she couldn't hold the excitement between her eyebrows, and finally she could have Huaxia.

But there was also a trace of regret in his expression.

My dad passed away a few years ago and died in his hometown. If he can persist for a few years, he can now return to his hometown. He must be as happy as himself. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.

The steward also smiled and said a fair word for the owner: "Yeah, the Taiyi door is gone, we won't mention it, and the previous things will be turned over like a book."

Nanhai Jianzun shouted violently: "What kind of thing are you? There is no place for you to speak here."

The butler was so frightened that his forehead was cold and sweating, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

He understands that if Nanhai Jianzun initiates a fire, even if the protagonist desperately protects himself, I am afraid that he is not an opponent of Nanhai Jianzun. Can this old monster provoke.

Nanhai Jianzun glared at Dongfangyue, strode the meteor back to the depths of the woods, and threw a sentence: "You come back, but this is no longer the house of the Dongfang family, this is also my part."

(End of this chapter)