Chapter 5820: Yangquan Temple (plus a monthly ticket)

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Ye Lingyue listened, but it was a bit of an accident. The Taiyin saint was somewhat capable, and actually stood firm in the waste city of the Qiuqiu so quickly.
Lei Yiming on the side listened, and it was a bitter smile.
The Taiyin saints were so good that they almost went to the fire for her, but they did not use the value, and the other party did not hesitate to open oneself.
After a while, the singer was folded back.
"Liao brother, Ye girl let you into the city, but ... Leicheng master can not enter the city."
Lei Yiming heard, can not help but be angry.
"A good ungrateful woman, she was always pleased with me. Now that I lost the city, she will meet me coldly. Tell her if she dares to drive me out of the city, I will announce her true identity and let her face. sweep the floor."
This is also the first time that Ye Lingyue taught Lei Yiming.
The Taiyin saint has now received the support of the Daomen, and she is proud of her spring breeze.
But she also has hidden dangers, that is, she is not Ye Lingyue at all, but she has occupied the body of Ye Lingyue.
If the news leaks, she must be ruined, and the door cannot accommodate her.
Sure enough, after a while, the singer took the words again, let Lei Yiming and "Liao brother" enter the city together.
"The woman really has some means to actually be the agent of the city."
Lei Yiming snarled.
"Lei Yiming, you will see her later, remember not to show your feet, you only need her identity to say things, other things, I will help you to fool over."
Ye Lingyue entered the Bichon City and couldn't help but have a foot.
"That is?"
Her gaze fell on the buildings in the city.
The building in the waste city of Bichon is different from any abandoned city that Ye Lingyue has been to.
The houses in the waste city of Bhikkhu are actually the temple.
The temples, large and small, are like the temples that Ye Lingyue once saw in the illusion.
Although these temples seem to be empty, it hasn't been long before they have been repaired, but where are so many temples coming from?
"The power of faith."
Lei Yiming suddenly said.
"I also felt that these temples are empty, but there are other temples in this city, where there is faith."
Ye Lingyue looks complicated.
What she thought of in a flash.
Yangquan Temple.
Since the Black Dragon King has awakened, the Yangquan Temple is likely to have seen the sky again.
It is also because of the Yangquan Temple and the Black Dragon King that the Taiyin saint can stand firm in the waste city of the Qiuqiu and become the left arm and right arm of the grandson.
Thinking of this, Ye Lingyue couldn't help but clench his fist.
She absolutely does not allow, the Yangquan Temple has become a weapon for the grandson of the Sun and the Taiyin.
I don't know, what about the current Yangquan Temple and the old man?
After crossing those temples, Ye Lingyue and Lei Yiming went to a temple.
"Yangquan Temple."
Ye Lingyue’s pupils are heavy.
The temple in the central part of the waste city of the Bhikkhu has been restored and it has been completely renewed.
But the familiar structure and the two pillars of the door that can be held together by the two people reminded Ye Lingyue, here is the temple of Yangquan.
Only the Black Dragon King on a pillar has disappeared.
"Two, Ye girl is praying in the temple, after the two bathing and changing clothes, and come with me."
Two female singers came forward and led Ye Lingyue and Lei Yiming to the side hall.
After bathing and changing clothes, the two men put on new clothes, and Ye Lingyue looked down and his eyes moved slightly.
The clothes on her body are the costumes of the destiny.
Ye Lingyue once saw in the Destiny Palace that the maids were wearing similar clothes.
Look at the singers of the Taoist temples. They have changed the clothing of the destiny, both men and women.
Ye Lingyue’s heart was tight and he vaguely guessed what was going on.
The past of the destiny, it seems that she is not alone.
The introduction of the Tianming people in the cliffs of the Nine-Dragons is likely to be seen by Chang Sun Xueyu.
Today's long-term grandson, I don't know what weight it is.
Ye Lingyue thought in his heart, and Lei Yiming entered the Yangquan Temple.
In the temple, the incense is flourishing.
A huge black tripod, located in the middle of the temple.
Surrounded by thick animal skin blankets.
Above the blanket, a black dragon smashed it.
The black dragon is closing his eyes to raise his spirits, but his eyebrows have a blue light that keeps flashing.
Ye Lingyue’s heart moved.
That is, the river eye of the ghost river.
"You are Liao Bifan?"
At this time, from behind the Black Dragon King, there was a leisurely female voice.
The body of the Black Dragon King is huge, but it blocks the vision of Ye Lingyue.
But see the Black Dragon King moved his body.
At this time, Ye Lingyue saw the scene ahead.
Behind the Black Dragon King, there is a case.
On the side of the gods, there are three futons.
The Taiyin saint is sitting on the futon in the middle.
Ye Lingyue is the most unexpected, not the Taiyin saint, but the in the case of God.
The is like an eccentric image of a half man and a half beast.
When seeing the statue, Ye Lingyue had a familiar feeling.
Yangquan Temple Lord?
Ye Lingyue felt a familiar wave in the image of the god.
The owner of Yangquan Temple was actually sealed inside the statue.
Ye Lingyue was shocked by his heart, but still kept quiet.
"You are Ye girl?"
Ye Lingyue pretend to be amazed.
"I am Ye Lingyue, the master of the city chosen by the great-grandson sister. Why didn't you go to the ancient ruins like other singers?"
The Taiyin saint looked at Ye Lingyue, and she did not pay attention to Lei Yiming.
"I confessed to Ye girl, I don't know about the ancient ruins. I went to Jiu Dang Ling Cliff, but my luck was not good enough. I encountered a ghost river flooding in the middle of the road and almost in danger. When I rushed back to the Duqiu Waste City, it was already time. It’s too late.

Ye Lingyue sighed.
"I remember, I seem to have met you in the cliffs of Nine."
The Taiyin saint looked at Ye Lingyue and her brow was locked.
She still has some doubts about Ye Lingyue’s identity.
She remembered that when she was in the middle of the ninth, this person had spoken over Ye Lingyue.
"Taiyin saint, you are less pretending to be pretending, don't think that you have a long-term grandson to do the backing, you can open me with one foot. I have figured out your identity, or you help me to recapture the city, or, We took a shot and I said that your identity was made public."
Aside from the thunder, Lei Yiming suddenly whispered.
The Taiyin saint Liu Mei was upside down and her attention finally fell on Lei Yiming.
"Lei Yiming, you don't know how to lift, here is the Duqiu waste city, I am not the original I, believe it or not, I raise my finger, you can let the Black Dragon King swallow you."
Said, the Taiyin saint snorted.
Beside him, the black dragon king, who seemed to be sleeping, opened his eyes.
It slammed into Lei Yiming and made a roar of noise, and the entire Yangquan Temple was shaken.