People are in Yaowu, starting from the mountain god panel

Chapter 282 Monkhood

Ye Changan revisits his hometown of Lingwu.

Zhang Liu's family had been reduced to ruins after a battle between the two of them and Huo Jing.

There was only a large, dark furnace standing alone among the ruins.

Anyone can see that this thing is anything but ordinary.

The group of monks from Lingkong Temple naturally knew that this stove must be extraordinary.

Old monk Lingxing originally wanted to move the stove back to Lingkong Temple, but was stopped by Lingwu.

He still remembered Ye Changan's look.

No one knows the strength of the other party better than him.

Lingkong Temple must not be its enemy, otherwise the temple will be destroyed.

Ye Changan looked at the stove and nodded with satisfaction.

The reason why he cares so much about this stove is because it is a piece of divine inheritance.

And it is an extremely rare artifact inheritance.

It's just that because it has been passed down for so long, the divinity contained in it has been completely erased.

If it hadn't been for that whip, Ye Changan wouldn't have noticed the extraordinary nature of this stove.

What surprised him even more was that the material used to cast the furnace was Xuanwu real gold, which was one of the materials needed to train the Mountain Whip.

How could Ye Changan not be happy?

He consciously picked up the stove.

"Master Lingwu, is there any spare room in the city lord's mansion?"

Lingwu nodded and said, "Of course."

"Then I have to ask Master to lead the way."

"Sect Master Ye, please."

He decisively pretended to turn a blind eye to Ye Changan's resistance to taking away the stove.

In the next few days, the sound of blacksmithing continued to be heard in the city lord's mansion.

This made all the forces in the city curious.

They had never heard that the leader of the Wanshan Sect was good at forging weapons.

Finally, the whole big furnace was swallowed up by the mountain whip.

The Mountain Whip that absorbed the Xuanwu True Gold became even more extraordinary.

A lifelike basalt beast appeared on the iron whip.

At the same time, the strength of the Mountain Whip has also increased to 20%.

Ye Changan looked at the Xuanwu pattern in surprise.

As one of the four divine beasts, Xuanwu had a very high status in ancient times.

Alongside Qinglong, White Tiger and Suzaku.

I don't know how many levels higher than these ancient alien species today.

Maybe there really are mythical beasts in the world, but with Ye Changan's current strength, he still can't come into contact with those existences.

Ye Changan was in a good mood.

After many days, he finally opened the door.

Lingwu and others were already waiting outside the door.

The loud sound of hammering suddenly stopped, and they naturally wanted to find out.

"I didn't expect that Sect Leader Ye was actually good at refining weapons. He is really knowledgeable and talented," Lingwu said flatteringly.

Ye Changan chuckled: "I know a little bit."

Now that the evil spirits have dispersed, Tanzhou City has long since regained its vitality.

The serious troubles in Lingkong Temple were finally eliminated, all of which naturally depended on Ye Changan.

Lingwu was even more grateful.

If the other party hadn't taken action, he would have turned into a handful of ashes.

Lingwu took the initiative and said, "Sect Master Ye, it's better to choose a day than to hit the sun. How about you and I go to Hengshan today?"

Ye Changan helped Lingkong Temple solve the big trouble, so he must fulfill his promise.

He was once a swordsman, but he became a monk halfway.

That's why he got the title of the leader of the martial arts academy.

Unlike those old die-hards who go crazy chanting sutras, he has always liked to make friends.

Naturally, he would not let Ye Changan go.

Ye Changan: "Thank you so much, Master Lingwu." The two disappeared from the horizon under the astonished gazes of the monks from Lingkong Temple.

Nanyue, Hengshan.

This mountain is a Taoist holy land, and the Zhenwu Sect of Lingnan Road in the south often fought with Lingkong Temple because of this incident.

However, the defense of the monks in Lingkong Temple was extremely strong. Even if the Taoist priests of Zhenwu Sect tried their best, they could not drive these monks off the mountain, so they had to give up in the end.

"The head of the Zhao family once wanted to become a monk, but the old monk persuaded him, so he gave up the idea of ​​becoming a monk."

"As a monk, you can't eat meat or drink wine, but there are so many things to do."

"After hearing what I said, the head of the Zhao family suddenly came to his senses, turned around and left Lingkong Temple."

Monk Lingwu is eloquent.

Ye Changan looked at the sturdy monk beside him with a strange expression.

If Lingwu took off his cassock and turned around, he could become the master of a cottage without any sense of disobedience.

Thinking that he was originally a swordsman, it suddenly dawned on him.

Ye Changan: "Master Lingwu, why do you want to join Buddhism?"

Lingwu stretched out his big hand and scratched his bald head hard: "Damn it, if I hadn't been forced so hard by that old immortal Xu Hong, how could I be like this?"

"Master of Wuzong?"

"Other than him, who else could I have followed two female disciples of the Wuzong? How could I be so cruel?"

"Now that I have listened to the hundreds of years old monk chanting sutras, I no longer have the thought of returning to secular life."

Lingwu muttered dissatisfiedly.

For the first time, Ye Changan felt sympathy for the unknown leader of the Martial Sect.

What Ling Wu said after that was decisively blocked by him.

As soon as you enter Hengshan Mountain, it is full of green. It can be said that it is a beautiful place with towering green peaks.

After passing through a green and deep bamboo forest, Ye Changan and Monk Lingwu came to a small bamboo courtyard.

Monk Lingwu rambled on: "Brother Zhao failed to become a monk. After returning to Hengshan, he simply moved away from the Zhao family and lived in this small courtyard."

"Brother Zhao, I'm here to see you," he shouted at the top of his lungs.

After a long time, an old man with a goatee came out.

He looked impatient and said: "Why is it you, this crazy monk again?"

Lingwu was not annoyed: "Brother Zhao, long time no see. I, Brother Ye, want to come and live in your courtyard for a while. Do you have any objection?"

The old man with the goatee blew his beard and glared: "Crazy monk, you have made me unclean, and now you dare to bring people to your door."

"Brother Zhao, I told you, you haven't had the chance yet."

Ye Changan looked at the two people in front of him with a strange expression.

He didn't expect that Lingwu's familiarity actually meant this.

There is a feeling of being cheated.

Lingwu caught a glimpse of Ye Changan's face gradually turning cold.

Then he showed his trump card: "If you agree, I will personally take you to ask for the host, how about it?"

The old man with the goatee said in surprise: "Seriously?"

"Monks do not lie," Lingwu vowed.

Ye Changan just moved into Zhuyuan.

Lingwu had no intention of going down the mountain and consciously found a room to stay.

At first, Lingwu often accompanied Ye Changan on mountain tours.

Gradually, his laziness grew, so Ye Changan had no choice but to enjoy the scenery alone.

You can often encounter young people wearing dark blue clothes in the mountains and forests. They should be members of the Zhao family in Hengshan.

Perhaps the head of the Zhao family, who seemed unreliable, had said hello in advance.

Those disciples were not surprised to see Ye Changan, but instead cast excited glances.

Ye Changan's whereabouts seemed scattered and aimless.

In fact, they are suppressing the monsters in Hengshan.

Fortunately, the Zheng family is not a demon exorcist, and most of the spirits in the mountains have been driven down the mountain.

Therefore, Ye Changan completed the cleaning without spending too much effort.

There is no longer any obstacle to taking over Hengshan Mountain.

(End of this chapter)