There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

I am a monk, how do I know where there is a newly opened brothel?

The old monk spread his hands out in confusion.

Say, I won't punish you.

The abbot reassured him: You also know that ordinary saints are not trivial, but nothing can happen to them.

The old monk's face became more troubled, and he said coquettishly: There is a new Langzhou on the Wunai River in Sanbaocha City.

The abbot's expression remained unchanged, and he opened a space passage. At the other end was a multi-story ship that was a hundred meters long and wide.

The ship was indeed huge, with a single deck of wood seven or eight meters wide. It was swaying up and down on the river.

Chen Banxian glanced at the abbot. Can he find the place just by hearing the name? He didn't believe it.

This old bald donkey must have been there himself.

Fellow Taoist, this poor monk only has clear thoughts and can view the world from his own mind.

The abbot spoke calmly, Chen Banxian's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately stood dozens of meters away from him: Are you spying on my thoughts?

No, the poor monk just has a clear mind. If someone misses me, he will know it.

The abbot's words made Chen Banxian not very calm. With this ability, he still scolded him?

That's great. I'll think of a way to do one myself later.

found it.

At this moment, the abbot reached out and grabbed a rich, fat man from the Langzhou, waving his hands and feet in the air.

Let me go, old bald donkey, grandpa knows it's you!

He yelled and struggled, but to no avail, and was captured by the abbot and taken back to the Leng Sect.

Chen Banxian immediately looked at the fat man's lower body. His clothes were intact, which was a pity.

Fan Sheng, we agreed not to go to Goulan Land again.

The abbot said in a helpless tone: A monk should not go back on his word.

You unilaterally recognized becoming a monk and it has nothing to do with me.

The fat man glanced and saw someone standing next to him: What? Are there guests today?

Chen Banxian was a little too dressed up, and the immortal weapon glowed, but he couldn't see it clearly for a while.

Huo, you're so cool, you're such a coquettish person.

Chen Banxian's face darkened, and he stretched out one hand: You bitch, you haven't had an itchy skin for a while, right?

Hey, you want to teach me a lesson, but you don't want to know the name of my mortal saint who is thousands of miles away?

Fang Ping's fat body trembled, and he raised his arm to grab the other hand: Look, I took off the VIP kit from you.

He grabbed Chen Banxian's hand, but the counterattack he imagined did not occur. The hand was extremely strong and could not hold the clan leader's hand.

The hand stretched out in front of his eyes and came to the back of his head.

Snapped!

The fat on Fang Ping's face kept trembling, and he knelt down in front of Chen Banxian.

Feeling comfortable.

Chen Banxian took back his hand with satisfaction. Fang Ping, who had gained weight, felt better in his hand, not inferior to before.

I'll wipe it!

Fang Ping burst out: Grandpa, I will kill you today!

Fuck your sister. Fuck you. Chen Banxian slapped her to the ground again, then grabbed her ears and brought him with her.

We haven't seen each other for a few hundred years, and you've completely forgotten about me?

What's only a few hundred years? There was severe pain in his ears, and Fang Ping finally saw the person clearly.

Er...Er smash?

As soon as these two words were spoken, he saw Chen Banxian's face getting darker.

That's right, Chen Banxian wanted to rip off Fang Ping's ears right now.

Okay, okay, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, but my first words are so familiar.

He let go of his hand holding Fang Ping's ear and smiled: I haven't seen you in hundreds of years. How are you doing?

Holy shit! Is it really you, Banxian?

What's the matter? I thought you were dead when I stepped on the horse!

Fang Ping's face was filled with surprise and joy. He suddenly sat down on the ground and shouted:

What a bastard. When I return to Baihu City, there will only be ruins left. No one except the ancient clan can be seen!

He took a deep breath, his fat meat kept shaking, and even sobbing a little: I thought you were fucked to death by the ancient tribe, tmd, why did you come to me now!

As he shouted, white mist kept rising from Fang Ping's eyes.

He was using his magic power to evaporate the tears that kept dripping down, and his head was filled with smoke.

Stop crying, didn't I come to see you?

Chen Banxian patted his shoulder and sat down next to him.

this……

After saying one word, he turned to look at the abbot next to him: Why don't you leave?

They are reminiscing about old friends, what kind of telegraph pole are you doing here?

Oh, poor monk, leave now, leave now.

The abbot took two steps back and stared at Chen Banxian.

Unfortunately, he felt that his mortal saint might be abducted.

Bang!

Chen Banxian took out the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar: Master, why don't you go into the jar and wait for me?

This thing... The abbot's eyelids twitched fiercely. He chanted a Buddhist name and slowly left his residence.

I'm scared.

Chen Banxian couldn't beat him, but the background of this jar was not small, and the abbot couldn't afford to offend the person behind it.

After the troublemaker left, Chen Banxian continued to finish the rest of his words: After hundreds of years, how is your cultivation now?

He sensed Fang Ping's aura, but it was peaceful, and he couldn't check the details.

Ahem, this is...

Fang Ping smiled lightly: I'm barely trying, it's just the eight realms of perfection.

Speaking of the Eighth Stage of Great Perfection, the moisture on Fang Ping's face immediately disappeared. As soon as he swept Chen Banxian's eye, he shook his head and sighed: You can't do it, why don't you have Great Perfection yet? Look at me, I only practice like this occasionally. .”

Show off, he's showing off.

Chen Banxian didn't poke him, but stretched out his hand to grab his ear again.

Hey, I'm prepared this time. Fang Ping raised his hands high and stretched, as if he was about to fall asleep, and used the Leng Sect's magical power to dream about the Spring and Autumn Period.

The field expanded, and Chen Banxian was surprised to find that he could no longer touch Fang Ping.

He was clearly right in front of me, but it was not him but a random leaf or wild flower.

The Eight Realms of Great Perfection are well-deserved.

However, this trick was useless to Chen Banxian.

He reached out with his hand in the air, twisted the thread of fate, and found Fang Ping along the thread.

He stepped on an ordinary stone and said, You still want to run away?

As the stone shook, Chen Banxian noticed that the thread in his hand was connected to the big tree next to him.

He crushed the stone and created a saw in his hand: Can you hide?

Fang Ping was shocked and retreated from the magical power.

Good guy, how did Banxian find me!

The first time was a coincidence, but the second time was completely different.

His eyes widened: No, you, you figured it out? Has your fortune-telling ability advanced?

My dear, are you so awesome?

It's not that exaggerated. I just grabbed the tail of your fate.

He smiled softly: Okay, what Fu Duo said on the way, we have to go back quickly, otherwise we won't be able to make it in time for the banquet.

The distance was still a bit far, and there were still many people he hadn't greeted.

Opening the banquet?

Fang Ping's eyes were even more surprised: Are there more people alive?

Do you think we're dead?

Chen Banxian laughed and said, I left in a hurry. I forgot to tell you that we moved together. In fact, no one died at all.

!!!

Fang Ping suddenly stood up from the ground again: In other words, the hundreds of years of revenge between labor and management have been in vain?

He finally said what was in his heart: Thanks to my sleepless practice every day and night, just to resurrect you after becoming an immortal, I...

His fat body kept trembling: My efforts were in vain!

Cultivation day and night?

Chen Banxian rolled his eyes: You should consider credibility before saying this.

He pointed in the direction of the Three Treasures Temple City, Your abbot just pulled you out of the hook.

You know what the heck, Ba Ba, I just spent money to practice the Tao of Joy to speed up my practice.

Fang Ping ignored this and quickly grabbed Chen Banxian's hand: Quick, take me back, which way are you going?

Tears filled his eyes: I thought I was a lone warrior when I stepped on the horse. You know, the task of reviving the entire human race finally fell on me.

Today is a happy day for both Fang Ping and Chen Banxian.

With the help of the Immortal Artifact Seven Feet, Chen Banxian took Fang Ping to the Earth. Of course, Leng Zong was worried about letting Fang Ping run around.

Behind them were three old monks. Although they didn't speak, their aura was extremely terrifying.

That's good, at least there won't be any trouble from the Ancient Clan along the way.

On the way, he briefly talked to Fang Ping about his personality.

Person is extremely important and extremely difficult to obtain. That's why I came to you.

The ancient tribes occupied the earth and wanted to quietly obtain the status. We almost missed this extremely rare opportunity.

He told Fang Ping all the details and finally concluded.

It is extremely difficult to obtain status. You must try your best. Although I don't think highly of you, don't give up.

Damn it. Fang Ping felt underestimated: This person is as difficult as you said, and he can reach the Eighth Realm of Great Perfection. Is it possible and qualified to see it?

Then is there anyone who can obtain status? I think it may be a gimmick of heaven, just like those capitalists!

If Heaven is a capitalist, can you still practice peacefully?

Chen Banxian stayed away from him, so as not to accidentally hurt himself if he was struck by lightning.

Then you tell me, has anyone achieved status? Fang Ping sneered: I don't believe it's so difficult for someone to...

Hey, you finally got the point!

Chen Banxian had been waiting for this sentence for so long.

Damn it, someone has already obtained the Earth Dragon Dao status.

Dragon Way? Fang Ping asked, shocked: Don't tell me it's the Dragon Way!

Exactly! Chen Banxian smiled lightly: Unfortunately, my Jiaojiao got it successfully. She is the first true dragon under heaven. From now on, all dragons will respect her and regard her as their ancestor!

Fuck! Jiaojiao? That vegetable snake?

Fang Ping was so shocked that he couldn't speak incoherently, TMD, is this the Dragon Ancestor?

Otherwise, what kind of banquet do you think you are attending? It is Jiaojiao's Dragon Transformation Banquet.

Moreover, this is the first status he has obtained. It can be said to be very impressive in the eyes of Tiandao.

The two flew back to the human camp. Buildings were already rising from the ground, and the scale of the city was beginning to take shape.

The Shui'an Restaurant was established as soon as possible. After the construction was completed in Donghuang, the great monks were moved there.

Tomorrow is the weekend, the official day. I will take you to meet old acquaintances first.