Shi Feixuan misunderstands that Lin Bufan stole something and wants to take action against him.
Shi Qingxuan quickly stepped in front of Lin Bufan and explained to Shi Feixuan that it was a fragment of the Undying Seal Technique.
She buried it here a few years ago to prevent the Demonic Sect from fighting over it.
Hiding in a secluded forest cottage would actually be unsafe.
"The Immortal Seal Scroll?" Shi Feixuan expressed slight doubt.
She believed Shi Qingxuan, but she didn't believe Lin Bufan; Lin Bufan didn't seem like a good person.
Lin Bufan's expression at this moment certainly didn't look like that of a good person; he was looking at Shi Feixuan with a reckless gaze.
Hou Xibai at most used a affectionate gaze, while Lin Bufan was frivolous and reckless, like a lecherous rogue.
Shi Feixuan and Hou Xibai knew each other and had met a few times before, so they could barely be considered half friends.
So he asked Hou Xibai and the other two about the purpose of their trip.
Hou Xibai completely abandoned Lin Bufan and Shi Qingxuan, focusing all his efforts on pleasing Shi Feixuan, and poured out his heart: "I don't know about the other two, Miss Shi Feixuan, I came for you."
"You came for me?"
Shi Feixuan's eyes flickered, not quite understanding.
Could it be that Hou Xibai has something to discuss with her?
Hou Xibai stepped forward, fanning himself with a fan, and said tenderly, "After we parted last time, I returned to Duoqing Manor and couldn't eat or sleep for days and nights. Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was your image. I miss you so much."
Shi Feixuan felt a little nauseous listening to this, finding the other person quite greasy. She frowned and said, "You amorous young master, at the foot of Buddhist Mountain, please be careful with your words and actions."
Hou Xibai persisted, moving closer to Shi Feixuan and unable to contain himself, asking, "Hasn't Miss Shi Feixuan ever missed me?"
Shi Feixuan felt resistant and quickly took a few steps back.
"Stop, young master, please stop. I only consider you a friend."
Shi Feixuan has completely lost her affection for Hou Xibai.
The last vestiges of friendship have vanished.
He ignored Hou Xibai and spoke to Shi Qingxuan and Lin Bufan.
"Miss Qingxuan, you've gotten what you wanted, haven't you? Please hurry up and leave. Things will get complicated if Master and Junior Uncle come out soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, a teenage monk flew down from the mountaintop and shouted, "Where did this demon come from? Take this!"
He slammed a palm at Hou Xibai.
Hou Xibai was taken aback. "They're coming for me?"
He quickly unleashed the Flower Sect's demonic arts to clash with the young monk.
After three moves, he was forced to retreat repeatedly.
How could a dignified successor of the Flower School be no match for a young monk?
Hou Xibai's self-esteem was severely damaged.
If you're unlucky in love, will you also be unlucky in martial arts, being severely suppressed by others?
Who exactly is this little monk? I've never heard of him before.
Suddenly, Shi Feixuan cried out, "Junior Uncle, please show mercy! Just drive them away, don't hurt anyone!"
The young monk continued, shouting, "Fists and feet have no eyes, how can we show mercy? He's emanating demonic energy, he deserves to be beaten."
After saying that, he kicked Hou Xibai in the chest, sending Hou Xibai flying.
"And you."
The young monk turned his head angrily and glared at Lin Bufan, "You are also full of demonic energy, you are not a good person, let me perform a ritual to help you pass on."
He swung his fists wildly and punched Lin Bufan.
Lin Bufan's lips curled into a wicked smile as he took the initiative to meet the attack and threw an ordinary punch.
Snap!
The young monk was knocked to the ground, like a big frog.
"Junior Uncle~"
Shi Feixuan rushed over to help the young monk up, brushed the dust off him, and asked with concern, "Are you alright? Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine, move aside."
The young monk jumped up and challenged Lin Bufan: "That move doesn't count. I'm not ready yet. Let's try again."
Lin Bufan shook his head: "You can't beat me. Train for a few more years."
"I've been training for decades, let's fight again."
Have you been practicing for decades?
Lin Bufan was taken aback. "Little guy, you're only fifteen or sixteen years old, right?"
Try to sense it with mind-reading skills.
Wow, it really has been decades. This young monk, named Kong, is already over forty years old.
Because of cultivating a divine skill similar to the Golden Cicada Shedding its Shell, one can shed their old appearance and look brand new, like a teenager.
Unexpectedly, a mistake occurred, leading to a drastic change in his personality. He lost his maturity and composure, and even lost many memories.
Subconsciously, he considered himself a teenager.
All they do is cause trouble all day long, acting as carefree and reckless as teenagers, always shouting for violence.
On ordinary days, Shi Feixuan had to take care of him and watch over him like an older sister.
In order to prevent him from making a grave mistake and committing the sin of killing.
"Liao Kong?" Lin Bufan murmured.
The young monk grinned. "You know me? That's even better. When you go to see Buddha, tell him my name."
After saying that, he was about to hit Lin Bufan again, and his fist swung up.
Lin Bufan grabbed his fist with his large hand and subdued him.
"Let me go!" the young monk protested. "That move doesn't count. Let's fight again."
"Hahaha..." Lin Bufan laughed loudly.
Shi Feixuan was extremely anxious, fearing that Lin Bufan would harm her junior uncle, so she quickly sought help from Shi Qingxuan.
Lin Bufan still had to give Shi Qingxuan face, so he immediately released the young monk.
The young monk was unconvinced and wanted to fight again, but suddenly...
They sensed a powerful, malevolent aura approaching from afar.
He turned and shouted into the distance, "Where did these demons and monsters come from? Come out!"
A rough, hoarse old man's voice came from the foot of the mountain: "Young man, your temper is even hotter than mine. Wait until I get up here, and I'll make sure you suffer a terrible death."
"Then hurry up and come up!" the young monk shouted, oblivious to the danger.
"The old man has arrived!"
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