After reconciliation with Jianzun

The sudden appearance of Sheng Jian made the eldest brother grab the second younger brother who had just woken up, and joined Mu Yongge's leg-shaking ranks with the third younger brother.

Ye Zhili was thin-skinned, seeing Sheng Jian flipping through the brochure about the two of them, his ears turned red instantly, and he snatched the brochure away: "Don't read it!"

Sheng Jian lowered his hand naturally, not only did not refute, but even said in harmony: "Well, I don't want to watch it."

His excellent attitude of admitting mistakes made the triplets and Mu Yongge stare at the same time.

Isn't this the same as it says in the scriptures!

According to the legend, Yuanheng Sword Master, who is as high as ice and snow and unattainable, responds to the little magician's request. If he wants the stars but not the moon, he will only give his tenderness to one person in his life!

Lu Juchen was very dissatisfied, and said to the eldest brother who could barely stand up straight: "Who wrote this broken book? I will give out Lingshi, and Xiao Yezi and I will give me ten copies!"

"There are still ten books..." Ye Zhili got angry, turned his head and glared at Lu Juchen: "Calm down for me too!"

Lu Juchen pretended to be wronged: "Little Yezi, you are biased! Why do Sheng Jian have it, but I don't!"

Ye Zhili used a bamboo stick to prick a piece of red spiritual fruit casually and tried to plug Lu Juchen's mouth: "Okay, okay, it's not a good thing, what are you arguing about."

Lu Juanchen, who was being fed with his own hands, suddenly started trembling, swallowed the spiritual fruit in a few mouthfuls, cast a provocative look at Sheng Jian, and handed the bamboo stick to Ye Zhili: "I want more."

Before Ye Zhili could say something and put his nose on his face, Sheng Jian's eyes narrowed, and the bamboo stick was immediately frozen into a popsicle, and there was no trace of it when the breeze passed.

Lu Juchen complained without hesitation: "Little Ye Zi, Sheng Jian bullied me! Look at my hands!"

Ye Zhili was afraid that Sheng Jian would be serious, and looked worriedly, only to see a small white spot on Lu Juchen's palm, most likely because of the bamboo stick that turned into a popsicle. Can be all right.

Sheng Jian said coldly: "If you don't want to, just chop it off."

Lu Juchen slapped the sword heavily on the table: "Come on, who is afraid of whom?"

The small courtyard that was originally peaceful became more and more lively, and there might be a fight anytime soon, Ye Zhili gritted his teeth secretly, wishing to drive these two people out.

Considering that there were still guests in the courtyard, he forced a smile on his face and looked at the triplets embarrassedly: "Sorry..."

Immortals fight, little devils suffer.

The triplets knew this truth well, and they hurriedly left together with Shi Bin and Mu Yongge. If Xia Xingchui saw their speed, he would definitely sigh that the new generation of disciples of Xianmeng worked hard, otherwise how could they have achieved such achievements.

After the outsiders had left, Ye Zhili pulled his face away, and sharply educated the two gods in the courtyard: "Are you two finished?"

Sheng Jian and Lu Juchen stopped at the same time and sat obediently at the table.

Ye Zhili was still holding the booklet in his hand. On it, "Two or three things about Yuanheng Sword Master and Little Formation Master" were crooked and crooked. I don't know what material was ironed on it, and it was reflected by the sun. with colorful light.

He didn't throw it away for a while, and he kept scolding Sheng Jian and the senior brother who made these moths in his heart.

Yes, the brother who made these moths.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhili narrowed his eyes, and said to Sheng Jian and Lu Huangchen, "Should you go back to where you live?"

Lu Juchen stayed at Ye Zhili's place all morning, but Sheng Jian had just arrived, and the stool was not warm yet, so he tried to arouse Ye Zhili's sympathy: "I haven't even drank yet..."

If it weren't for the booklet in his hand, Ye Zhili might really have stayed in Shengjian for a cup of tea, but the words on the cover are really dazzling, if Shengjian stays like this, the next book will probably be five or six things, Seven or eight things!

Lu Juchen took two steps forward, stretched out his hand and patted him on the back to comfort him, and fanned the flames with his mouth: "Sheng Jian, if you don't hurry up, you will know that you will make Xiao Yezi angry!"

He turned sideways to avoid Lu Juchen, and said lightly: "You also go to a doctor to have a look at your hand, isn't it hurt, you can't put on a prosthesis."

After finishing speaking, he put the booklet into the storage bag, and strode out of the courtyard.

Lu Juchen shouted from behind: "Little Ye Zi, where are you going, I will accompany you!"

"I'll go to Qingjing by myself, and you guys also go outside to fight, and I'll be back after the fight!" Ye Zhili paused, then turned around and smiled at the two of them, "If you follow me, I'll find someone , Write about the two or three things about the sword master and the craftsman."

Sheng Jian and Lu Juchen were shocked, nailed in place by this gentle yet threatening warning.Seeing this, Ye Zhili nodded in satisfaction, and rushed to Xianmeng Long Street alone.

Neither of these two people is pleasing to the eye, if they don't care about it, if they continue to torment like this, they are afraid that one day the entire Xianmeng will be dismantled, and Xia Xingchui will come to settle accounts with him again, and he will not be able to afford it.

Although it was the afternoon when the sun was shining, there was still an endless stream of Xianmeng disciples on the long street, and the stalls were all over the road. He searched for them one by one based on his memory, and it didn't take long to find the stall where the gambling game was set up.

If he remembers correctly, the brother who is the banker seems to be surnamed Yang.

Yang Hongchang is still the same as when we first met him. There are a few inconspicuous fine lines around his eyes, which makes him look a little older. The valuable jade pendant swayed irregularly as he greeted the guests.

Ye Zhili walked a little closer, and saw Yang Hongchang handing over the printed booklet to a senior sister for money.

Feelings directly turn a gambling game into a bookstall!

Just as Yang Hongchang put the spirit stone into his storage bag, he felt the shadow in front of him, and raised a bright smile: "What do you want to buy, junior?"

Ye Zhili said gently, "What's there?"

Yang Hongchang skillfully arranged the books in a row like wiping a paijiu: "Oh, junior brother, you came at the right time. Our new product just arrived here. Look, you think... Junior brother Ye Yeye!"

After seeing clearly that it was Ye Zhili, Yang Hongchang broke his voice on the spot, and hurriedly put away the brochures he had just arranged.

Ye Zhili pressed Yang Hongchang's arm, a pair of pure deer eyes and swallowtails straight up: "Junior brother and senior brother reunited after a long absence, and should have a banquet to celebrate, why is senior brother so indifferent when he sees me? Could it be that junior brother Where did you offend senior brother?"

Yang Hongchang looked around and saw that Ye Zhili came alone, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "Junior Brother, what's the matter, isn't it going to rain, I have to go back quickly."

"Senior brother is really good at pinching and calculating." Ye Zhili stabbed Liuxian with the scabbard on the table vertically, and said with a smile amidst the dull sound, "Why don't you do the calculations, brother, the length of my sword is short How many inches?"

Could it be a normal person who can come back from Xuanjian Pavilion physically and mentally healthy? Yang Hongchang immediately confessed, pulled Ye Zhili from the front of the booth to the back of the booth, and moved a ponytail: "Junior Brother Ye, everyone It's wrong to be a senior brother, but the senior brother really can't get rid of it!"

Ye Zhili took a sip of the tea brought by Yang Hongchang: "Who told you to set up a bet?"

Yang Hongchang repented and said: "I have been doing this business in the league for 100 years. Who would have thought that I could overturn my car on my younger brother? My younger brother is really a god!"

Ye Zhili didn't believe Yang Hongchang's compliment at the moment, so he picked up two "new products" from the booth.

"The Little Wife of Sword Master Yuanheng"

"The Heart of the Sword Leader"

"The Love Song of Obsession with the Iceberg of Ten Thousand Years"

Liu Xianjian swayed indistinctly with the owner's emotions, which made Yang Hongchang terrified.

Ye Zhili silently recited a section of the Heart Sutra, trying to maintain his demeanor: "Brother, even if you don't consider my mental health, don't you also consider your own safety?"

Yang Hongchang said with emotion: "People die for money, Junior Brother Ye, you don't know how popular these stories are, hey, are you two really true?"

Ye Zhili immediately retorted: "Fake! Now that demons have re-invaded the human world, and my cultivation level is mediocre, Sword Master Yuanheng only kindly escorted me back for the sake of the peaceful coexistence between Xianmeng and Xuanjian Pavilion."

Yang Hongchang nodded knowingly, stretched his hand over Ye Zhili's shoulder and whispered: "Is Master Jian good-tempered? Otherwise, I will give you this amount, and you provide me with some materials. I promise you will buy it in three years." Buy a sword for five years and buy a magic weapon for ten years to buy a flying pill!"

"To be honest, Master Jian saw your brochure today." Before Yang Hongchang could panic, Ye Zhili continued, "Master Jian was furious on the spot and wanted to cut off your limbs and your meridians. Zun has been seriously injured, I thought that I was in the same school, and I escaped desperately just to let you escape quickly, senior brother."

Yang Hongchang: "Really?!"

Ye Zhili stood up expressionlessly: "It's fake for now, but if you continue to write, the fake will become true, don't forget, Yuanheng Sword Master is now a guest in Xianmeng. "

When Sheng Jianyuan was in Xuanjian Pavilion, Yang Hongchang's desire for money dominated.

Now that Sheng Jian is so close, and with Ye Zhili's scare, Yang Hongchang estimated the distance from the distinguished guests of Xianmeng to his own residence, and felt that he was only a few breaths away from dying in Huangquan: "Ye Junior Brother..."

Ye Zhili put away all the pamphlets on the booth indifferently: "I will always reserve the right to sue the leader and the sword master, brother, I advise you to do it yourself, or I will go to your bedside to engrave the formation tonight."

After solving the source of the messy pamphlets, Ye Zhili seemed to have removed a huge boulder from his chest, and planned to return to his residence with Liuxian in his arms.

I saw a younger Xianmeng disciple stumbling all the way towards the booth next to him: "I heard that Yuanheng Sword Master is going to fight with someone!"

Ye Zhili paused.

Before he went out, he asked Sheng Jian and Lu Juchen to go out to fight. That was an angry word, wouldn't it really be a fight? !

The surrounding disciples gathered around one after another: "What's going on?"

The young disciple managed to catch his breath, pointed to the southeast direction, and said, "It's a duel! A duel! Sword Master wants to fight for a female cultivator named Zong Xiangling!"

Yang Hongchang looked at Ye Zhili guiltily: "Junior Brother, I'm sorry, it seems that I really misunderstood you..."