Wu Manyin stared at Ye Qiu in surprise and embarrassment, her pretty face flushed red. She tried to cover herself up, but could only cover one side.
"Fourth Senior Sister, are you really not going to regret it?"
Ye Qiu reached out and grabbed Wu Manyin's delicate hand, his breathing rapid.
Wu Manyin lowered her head slightly and gently bit her red lips: "I do."
"Thank you."
Ye Qiu pulled Wu Manyin into his arms and buried his head in her neck.
Wu Manyin trembled and responded involuntarily.
Just as the two were getting carried away, a loud voice suddenly came from outside: "Amitabha, where is Benefactor Ye at this moment?"
boom.
This simple sentence, as if containing boundless divine power, instantly cleared Ye Qiu's mind and calmed the surging energy throughout his body.
Who is this?
Ye Qiu was slightly startled and asked Wu Manyin.
Wu Manyin also became much more sober and shook her head, saying, "I don't know, but this person must be a Buddhist master, otherwise it would be impossible for him to sober you up with just a few words."
After Wu Manyin finished speaking, she couldn't hide the disappointment in her eyes.
"I'll go out and take a look."
After tidying himself up, Ye Qiu opened the door and walked out.
...
At this moment, three hundred meters away, in the ancient Taoist temple, Elder Long was talking with an old monk with a snow-white beard.
"Old monk, your magical powers are indeed profound. You truly deserve to be the foremost monk of the Great Xia Dynasty. I admire you greatly," Elder Long said with a fist and a fist salute.
The old monk hurriedly waved his hand and laughed, "This old monk dares not claim to be number one, nor is he number one in the Great Xia. Brother Long, please do not believe those unfounded rumors. I only hope that your shout just now was effective. If it was not, it would be inappropriate to forcefully go in and stop Young Master Ye."
"It worked. Look, the people have come over."
Old Long smiled and pointed behind the old monk.
The old monk turned around and saw Ye Qiu walking quickly towards him.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Qiu was already nearby.
After staring at the old monk for a few seconds, Ye Qiu clasped his hands in greeting and said with a smile, "Junior Ye Qiu greets Master. Thank you for your righteous help earlier."
"No, no, no," the old monk laughed. "I just arrived here, and your master insisted that I stop him. I had no choice but to intervene. If I have disturbed Young Master Ye's enjoyment, even if it is not my fault, I will certainly apologize to you."
"Oh, you old monk, how cunning you are."
"Amitabha Buddha, monks do not lie, they never tell lies." The old monk said solemnly.
Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Senior, what are you saying? Although I also like beautiful women, that is my senior sister."
Furthermore, even if I really like my senior, I hope it's in a sober state. A real man doesn't lie.
"Young Master Ye is quick-witted and straightforward; I like him." The old monk gave a thumbs up.
"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense, old monk. You don't come to the temple unless you have something important to say. If you're willing to leave your little shabby temple, you must have something important to say. Speak, don't beat around the bush." Old Long stared at the old monk.
The old monk put his hands together, nodded slightly, and said, "I heard that Young Master Ye has come here, so I came here specifically because I have important business to discuss."
I know a little about that prehistoric civilization, and I've come to tell you.
"Speak," said Elder Long, standing with his hands behind his back.
"Master, the great master has come from afar. Would you please have a cup of tea with him first?"
“This old monk has a very deep scheme, you won’t understand it, my good disciple, just listen and don’t think about anything else,” Old Long said with a smile.
"Amitabha." The old monk smiled and said, "Since Brother Long says so, then you don't need to listen to what I have to say next. Please move aside, Brother Long. I want to speak with Young Master Ye alone."
"Are you tired of living?" Old Long glared, his beard bristling. "Believe me or not, I'll kill you!"
"We compete once a year, and you have never won."
"Then when have you ever won?"
"So what's the point of another fight? The only outcome will be that I leave this island, and your disciple will never receive any news of the prehistoric civilization," the old monk said calmly.
"you..."
Old Long gritted his teeth, but he was also very helpless.
Ye Qiu could tell that the two were old rivals, but they were also very close friends, only their way of getting along was a bit strange.
“Master, my master is not good with manners. Please don’t take it personally. Let him listen in as an observer, shall we?” Ye Qiu said.
"Since Young Master Ye has said so, this old monk will naturally give Young Master Ye face," the old monk said with a smile.
Old Master Long took a deep breath, looking displeased.
Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Please speak, Master."
The old monk nodded, his expression becoming more serious: "In the past, I discussed the Dao with King Wen, and we talked about prehistoric civilizations..."
hiss.
As soon as the old monk spoke, Ye Qiu gasped in shock: "Wait, Master, who are you referring to as King Wen?"
"week."
"Holy crap." Even Ye Qiu was stunned and swore.
Who exactly is this old monk who once sat down and discussed the Dao with King Wen of Zhou?
“Disciple, this old monk has a very important background. I only know a little about him. I will tell you about him slowly later. Let the old monk continue first,” Elder Long said in a low voice.
"Okay... alright." Ye Qiu smiled wryly.
The old monk heard what Elder Long said to Ye Qiu, but he didn't mind. He continued, "King Wen deduced the location of the prehistoric civilization and found the entrance. He sent people to try to enter, but all attempts ended in failure. After the Great Zhou Dynasty, no one was able to enter the world where the prehistoric civilization was located."
Ye Qiu was startled: "Does the master mean that someone went in before the Great Zhou Dynasty?"
"Before the Great Zhou Dynasty, at the end of the Great Shang Dynasty, gods and demons ran rampant. It wasn't until after the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty that those gods, demons, monsters, Buddhas, and immortals disappeared from the human world. King Wen deduced in his later years that perhaps most of those extraordinary beings who disappeared went to the other world. The reason is very likely that from the beginning of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth entered the Dharma-ending Age, and those extraordinary beings were all in danger, so they left," the old monk said.
"Old monk, it's hard to say whether your story is true or not. Could you tell me why the higher one's magical power, the harder it is to enter the path to the other world?" the old dragon asked curiously.
"How would this old monk know? Perhaps it's because the people there don't want powerful magicians from this side to go and disrupt their order? Or perhaps, that path is a trial path left by the sages, and only those who pass the trial path are qualified to enter the other world?" the old monk said casually.
Elder Long frowned slightly, as if deep in thought.
Ye Qiu was also deep in thought, yearning even more for the world on the other side.
If the old monk's words are true, then if I can enter the other world, I am very likely to meet those mysterious figures from myths and legends there...
Ye Qiu, growing more and more excited as he thought about it, turned his head and looked intently at the mysterious ancient road next to the gate to the demon realm.
"Young Master Ye, would you like to give it a try now?" the old monk asked with a smile.
"Yes." Ye Qiu did not hide anything.
"Try it if you want. If you succeed, Young Master Ye will be the first person in history."
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