Vol 9 Chapter 551: Hongchen Chengxin

Ye Qingxuan forced two masters back with one move, and everyone no longer dare to underestimate him.
Ye Qingxuan laughed happily, revisiting the Fat Pig King, and asked, "How about this knife?"
"It's worth it!" Fat Pig King laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. "I don't know anyone else, but I know that at least your machete is better than 'Tiger' Peng Pei and 'Snake Spear' Lu Fei The source is valuable. "
It turned out that the master with the spear that was just taken away was Lu Feiyuan, the "snake spear".
The master who returned to the middle of the vantage period was originally a high-flyer from the north, but was later defeated by Cao Sheng, the "spear sect", so he kept anonymity, and he had been hiding in the south of the river.
Unexpectedly, after Cao Sheng's death, he re-emerged from the rivers and lakes, but ate again under Ye Qingxuan's hands. It is no wonder that even the weapons were not left, it was exactly a look of dismay and retreat.
"That being the case, let's get started." Ye Qingxuan shrugged.
"You laughed." The Fat Pig King opened his mouth wide and smiled as much as possible. "A master like you has my Fat Pig's gaming table, how dare I shot."
Huang Guang flashed, and a token went directly to Ye Qingxuan's chest, which was directly clamped by his two fingers.
The Fat Pig arched his hand, "Congratulations to this Tang brother."
Ye Qingxuan measured the token and wondered, "Isn't it the rule of your fat pig that you must win a game under your hand to pass?"
"That's for ordinary experts." The fat pig king's eyes floated over everyone's face, and he pointed his finger at the tip of the spear on the room beam and laughed: "You are not in it."
Ye Qingxuan found that some people like this fat pig king.
No wonder he was able to eat so well in Baotian Lanyue Building. It turned out that he was not only hard enough under his hands, but also very smooth.
If you want to come, this casino is a mess, too upright or too cowardly, and you ca n’t mix in this big dye tank. Only this kind of person who talks, talks about ghosts, and is full of face can really cover it. live.
"That's the case. Thank you very much." Ye Qingxuan took the token into his arms, then inserted the copper pot scimitar he just made into his waist, and went out proudly.
A few good guys at the gambling table, no matter how dare they look, no one dared to speak provocatively. Even the rough and powerful man who just emerged from the shooting just turned into a deaf and dumb baby.
Ye Qingxuan, in a good mood, walked alone in the huge garden of Baotian Lanyuelou.
When walking to a lotus pond, he was surprised to find that the water in the garden turned out to be a clear spring.
No wonder the water here is so clear.
The weather in Jiangnan has been getting cold, but there are still flowers in the garden.
He wandered here, just waiting for Sun Kun's arrival.
The arrival of this little old man can at least reveal most of the mystery, which will be of great help to find out Su Menghan's true cause of death, find clues to lost wealth, and find out the mastermind behind this incident.
Ye Qingxuan walked leisurely. As the flower path wandered freely, after a while, he did not know where he had gone, but he saw the end of the flowers head to head, and a Taoist concept appeared.
There is a Taoist temple in the center of Baotian Lanyue Tower?
Ye Qingxuan could not help showing a curious look.
Waiting for the entrance to the Taoist Temple, a sweeping sound came from the pavilions between the flowers in front.
Ye Qingxuan walked away and saw an old Taoist priest sweeping his head.
The back of the old Taoist was tall, but thin and tall. The robe appeared hollow on him, the side of his face was thin and black, and the top of his head was half bald. Although it looked normal, there was a bit of it. The charm of Xianfengdao bone.
Ye Qingxuan stepped slightly. Although the old priest thought he should never have seen it, for some reason, he had a faint intelligible feeling that made him extremely familiar.
In particular, the other person did not have the slightest sense of suffocation, which seemed to be an ordinary old Taoist priest, but it gave Ye Qingxuan a slight vigilance.
Although there are many Taoist concepts in the world, even if it is to cultivate the mind and spirit, it will also practice some simple exercises of Peigu Guyuan. Taoists who do not practice at all are really rare and strange ...
Almost as soon as Ye Qingxuan stopped, the old Taoist consciously looked up and looked at Ye Qingxuan with a slight smile. Ji Shou said: "The early winter has come, the bustling splashes, the old Taoist priests cleaned the flowers, and did not want to disturb the donor's Yaxing Now. "
Ye Qingxuan smiled back and said with a smile: "The old Taoist joker laughed, because the younger generation disturbed the Taoist Qingxiu."
The old priest put away the broom, and laughed, "The donor laughed, but the old priest was just doing some physical work. Where is the cleanup?"
Ye Qingxuan said: "You have a quiet place in Wanzhang Hongchen, what is the old Taoist leader not practicing?"
The children of Taoism have seen more of the old forest hidden in the mountains, and it is really the first time to see Taoism in the middle of the Qinglou Gambling House.
The old priest shook his head with a bitter smile and slowly said, "I laughed, I laughed. Helpless, there is a concept here, but there is no good faith to give up the land. There is an indisputable son, who sold his ancestors to ordinary people. Keeping this clean place can't stop the red dust around. "
Ye Qingxuan grinned and said, "That's the case. It's a mistake to blame the old Taoist. But Taoist cultivation is here, I'm afraid the incense in the temple is not enough."
The old Taoist waved his hand indifferently. "Cultivation of the true meaning, cultivation of the mind and nature, not the lack of incense. Although the incense is not strong, it can be clear-minded and suitable for practice."
The old Taoist said lightly that a kind of contentment of peace and tranquility overflowed with words, but it should also reflect the quiet state of Taoism.
The old Taoist man looked constricted and asked, "It is rare that a VIP visits today, but the old Tao forgot to ask the honorable name of the VIP?"
"Under Tang Bohu." Ye Qingxuan said.
The old priest nodded, "It turned out to be the Donor of the Tang Dynasty.
Although he said Jiu Yang ~ EbookFREE.me ~ in his mouth, the plain meaning did not even mean Jiu Yang at all, not even the slightest mood swing.
The old priest put away the broom and invited, "The poor Taoist is this small unconscious lord. Since you have a chance to meet the VIPs, how about drinking a cup of light tea with the old Taoist priest?"
"It's better to harass another day." Ye Qingxuan sighed slightly, and said lightly, "I will come to Baoguan to discuss a cup of tea, but today's junior still has something to do and come to Japan.
"That being the case, the poor road has retired." The old man with a long beard and drifted away.
"You haven't asked the Taoist Mayor ..." Ye Qingxuan shouted as he looked at the other's back.
The old priest did not look back, and answered with a smile: "Laojun said: Send his desires, and his heart is quiet; clear his heart, and God is clear. Poor and clear heart."
Chengxin ...
Ye Qingxuan looked at each other's back, silent.
At this time, Sun Kun's voice sounded from the side: "Who is the old man who dragged the bar?"