"We will punish you for your hypocrisy, your collusion, and your injustice!"

The villagers also understood from what they said that the girl from this family might not be chosen so easily, so they all stayed away for fear of being accidentally hurt.

She controlled her strength and used her spiritual power to trip the three men's legs. The three men fell to the ground and were hit by her again and again.

"We were wrong, stop fighting!" The young man was the first to beg for mercy.

"Help! Queen, stop hitting me! Help!"

"Master, Buddhism emphasizes the virtue of loving life. If you don't take action now, we will be beaten to death by this female monster!"

Looking at the sedan chair that had already gone away, Chen Miaoyi withdrew her hand.

"Let's go, we should still be able to catch up now."

Tan Jing looked at her sword and said, "Yiyezhou is too conspicuous. It's better to use your sword."

The two men drew their swords on the couch and flew away with a whoosh.

"Oh! That's the female Bodhisattva!"

"God, I've spoken to the God!"

"Your family is finished. You actually said that the Bodhisattva is a monster and that the master is a playboy monk!"

………………

When the two caught up, the sedan chair had already entered the city. They landed in a small alley and caught up with the sedan chair team.

The women walking on the streets of the city were all dressed like women, or were of average appearance, and most of them wore veils.

Tan Jing waved his hand at her and said, "I will hide your cultivation."

She could also hide her cultivation level, but if she didn't use elixirs, cultivators with higher cultivation levels than her would be able to see her true strength at a glance.

Tan Jing's cultivation is higher than hers, so his magic is also more powerful than hers and cannot be seen by others.

Chen Miaoyi remembered what the uncle said, she shouldn't need to hide anything.

The bridal sedan was sent into the City Lord's Mansion with the sound of gongs and drums, and Tan Jing and Chen Miaoyi were also preparing to go in.

The servant at the door stopped the two of them and asked, "Do you have an invitation?"

Chen Miaoyi looked at Tan Jing, who remained calm and said, "Donor, I'm here to beg for alms."

This is the advantage of being a monk, you never have to worry about food and drink wherever you go.

"Go, go, go away! Go away! Why are you begging here without even noticing where you are? Today is the city lord's big day, don't mess things up!"

Tan Jing said nothing, but made a hand gesture to him, and the man was frozen. The two of them walked into the City Lord's Mansion openly.

Chen Miaoyi was stunned. Master, this is a real master! He was nothing like the compassionate and savior monk she imagined.

"You two have just arrived, right? Please come over here, the banquet is about to start." A maid came to lead the way for the two.

There were many guests at the banquet at the City Lord's Mansion, and they looked genuinely happy. The two found an empty seat and sat down. Chen Miaoyi began to eat, and Tan Jing began to use his spiritual sense to find out the situation.

The division of labor is clear and the work is not tiring.

The dishes at the City Lord's Mansion are, apart from anything else, generous in portion and delicious.

"Dear guests, I am taking a concubine today. You have come from far away. Please forgive me if I have not entertained you well enough!"

A man dressed simply and low-key stood in the center and said loudly, "It seems this is the city lord, a middle-aged man with outstanding appearance."

"Is it him?" Chen Miaoyi asked. The reason they came to Luofeng City was because they knew that there were evil spirits here.

Tan Jing shook her head and looked at the meat in her bowl, which was full.

"You eat first, I'll go see the bride."

After saying that, he left, but Chen Miaoyi didn't see him come back until the end of the banquet.

She had no choice but to leave the City Lord's Mansion and stay in the bushes outside the gate.

"Walk!"

Chen Miaoyi was picked up by Tan Jing by the back of the neck and teleported to a small alley in the daytime.

"What did you find out?" Chen Miaoyi asked.

"There is indeed something strange in the City Lord's Mansion. There are demonic and ghostly auras. The City Lord has reached the Golden Core Stage."

It’s over, we can’t win.

"Then you think of a solution. It's so late, let's get a room and sleep." Chen Miaoyi sat on the upside-down frame and yawned.

"Do you have silver?" Tan Jing asked.

"No, you don't have it either?" Chen Miaoyi asked back.

"Who goes down the mountain without money? Go beg for some." She thought of a good idea. Monks can beg for money wherever they go.

"I'm here, it's very quiet." Tan Jing stretched out his hand and set up a barrier for the alley with walls on three sides.

Chen Miaoyi cleaned the floor and took out the bedding from the storage bag and spread it on the floor.

"Luckily I'm here."

She threw a cushion to Tan Jing.

"Where did she come from?" Tan Jing asked. Could it be that this evil woman was influenced by the scriptures and got used to meditating?

"I took it from your room." Chen Miaoyi fell asleep immediately. She didn't worry about whether it would be a bad time for a single man and a single woman to be here.

She hoped that something would happen between them so that Tan Jing's yang energy would be hers.

There was a starry sky above her head and stone slabs under her feet. It was the first time that Chen Miaoyi slept in such an environment, and she fell asleep peacefully.

"Witch, why don't you practice? Your cultivation is really low." Tan Jing asked. In his world, cultivation comes first.

Born with a heavy responsibility, he practices day and night.

"Me? I'm from the Hehuan Sect. If I practice cultivation, I have to practice with you. Are you willing?"

Tan Jing stopped talking. The Hehuan Sect mainly relied on dual cultivation to improve their cultivation, but they also had other methods.

She is just lazy.

At this time, Tan Jing still couldn't understand why two such different people were connected by fate.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the evil in Chen Miaoyi's heart came out.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent, right? Hehehe, little monk~"

She said it in a seductive way, but it sounded particularly silly to Tan Jing's ears.

He was meditating on a cushion, with Chen Miaoyi lying beside him in her clothes. Chen Miaoyi rested her head on the cushion and reached towards Tan Jing's lower body with one hand.

She is from the Hehuan Sect, what is there to be particular about?

"Witch, stop it." Tan Jing said, his voice smooth and even.

"No! Monk, let me help you practice. See if you can bear it?"

As Chen Miaoyi spoke, she did not retreat but moved forward and grabbed him under the crotch.

Tan Jing didn't expect that she was so brave, so he picked her up and threw her to the other end of the quilt.

He said in a mocking tone, "Hold? Witch, even the Lord of Luofeng City can hold back with your appearance."

Chen Miaoyi was very angry. The information about this monk was completely different from what she had heard.

The intelligence reports said that he was pure in mind, free from desires, compassionate, merciful, and cold and aloof.

But the Tan Jing she met was a man who would kill anyone who stood in his way, and would kill any god who stood in his way. He showed no mercy when he killed the three robbers, and he did the same when he killed the pheasants, and he had a very vicious tongue.

He doesn't look like a great monk, but more like a demon monk.

You wouldn't recognize the wrong person, would you?

"Are you really Tan Jing from the Jiaye Temple? Why do I feel that you don't look like him?"

"Witch, what you see is what you feel in your heart." Tan Jing said, chanting Buddhist scriptures to suppress the strange feeling.