Ye Qingxuan forced the two masters back with one move, and no one dared to underestimate him.
Ye Qingxuan laughed, looked at Fat Pig King again, and asked, "How is this knife worth?"
"It's worth it, it's worth it!" Fat Pig King laughed until he lost his eyesight, "I don't know about others, but I do know that your machete is at least better than that of 'Tiger' Peng Pei and 'Snake Spear' Lu Fei." The source is worth the money."
oh-
It turned out that the spear master who was blown away just now was "Snake Spear" Lu Feiyuan.
This expert in the middle stage of Returning to the Void was originally a high-flyer in the north, but was later defeated by the "Spear Sect" Cao Sheng, so he hid his name incognito and had been hiding in the south of the Yangtze River.
Unexpectedly, after Cao Sheng died, he came back out of the arena again, but was defeated by Ye Qingxuan again. No wonder he left without even wanting a weapon. He looked completely disheartened and retreated forever.
"In that case, let's start." Ye Qingxuan shrugged.
"You're joking." Fat Pig King opened his mouth wide, smiling as flatteringly as he could, "If a master like you is at my Fat Pig King's gambling table, how dare I make a move."
With a flash of yellow light, a token directly landed on Ye Qingxuan's chest, and was gently clamped between his two fingers.
The Fat Pig King cupped his hands, "Congratulations to Brother Tang for passing the test."
Ye Qingxuan weighed the token, and asked in surprise: "Didn't it mean that the rules of your Fat Pig King mean that you must win a game under your hands before you can pass the level?"
"That's for ordinary masters." Fat Pig King's eyes drifted over the faces of all the people present, pointed to the spear tip on the beam, and said with a smile: "You are not included."
Ye Qingxuan found that he fell in love with 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 tough enough, but also very smooth.
Thinking about it, this casino is a mess of right and wrong, too upright or too cowardly, can't get along in this big dye vat, only this kind of person who talks to people, talks nonsense, and is slick, can really be covered live.
"In that case, thank you very much." Ye Qingxuan put the token in his arms, then put the copper pot machete he just made in his waist, and walked out triumphantly.
Even though the faces of the heroes at the gaming table were not angry, no one dared to speak out provocatively. Even the rough and burly man who took the case just now has become a good baby who pretends to be deaf and dumb.
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Ye Qingxuan, who was in a good mood, walked alone in the huge garden of Baotianlanyue Building.
When he walked to a lotus pond, he was surprised to find that the water in the garden came from a clear spring.
No wonder the water here is so clear.
The weather in the south of the Yangtze River is getting colder, but there are still a lot of flowers in the garden.
He was wandering here, just waiting for Sun Kun's arrival.
The arrival of this little old man can at least solve most of the mysteries, which will be of great benefit to finding out the real cause of Su Menghan's death, finding clues to the lost wealth, and finding out the mastermind behind this incident.
Ye Qingxuan strolled in the garden, wandering around along the flower path, and he didn't know where he was after a while, but he saw the end of the flower bushes, and there seemed to be a Taoist temple.
There is actually a Taoist temple in the center of Baotian Lanyue Tower
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help showing a curious look.
Just as I was looking for the entrance of the Taoist temple, there was a sound of sweeping the floor among the pavilions among the flowers in front of me.
Ye Qingxuan walked away, and saw an old Taoist priest sweeping the floor with his head bowed among thousands of flowers.
The old Taoist priest has a tall back, but is thin and tall. The Taoist robe looks empty on him, the side face is thin and dark, and the top of his head is half bald. Although his back looks normal, But it has a bit of fairy air.
Ye Qingxuan's footsteps paused slightly. Although he thought he had never seen the old Taoist priest before, for some reason, there was an indescribable feeling in him, but he was very familiar with it.
In particular, the other party didn't have any sense of stellar energy at all. He seemed to be an ordinary old Taoist priest, but Ye Qingxuan was a little vigilant.
Although there are many Taoist temples in the world, even if it is to cultivate the mind and cultivate the character, they will practice some simple exercises to cultivate the foundation and strengthen the source. Taoist priests who do not practice at all are really rare, and it is very strange...
Almost at the moment when Ye Qingxuan stopped, the old Taoist raised his head as if he felt something, looked at Ye Qingxuan with a slight smile, and said: "Early winter has come, and the prosperity is splashing down. The old Taoist is cleaning the flowers, but he doesn't want to disturb the benefactor's elegance. gone."
Ye Qingxuan returned the salute with a smile, and said with a slight smile: "The old Taoist priest was joking, it is the younger generation who disturbed the Taoist priest's Qingxiu."
The old Taoist put away his broom and laughed loudly: "The benefactor is joking, the old Taoist is just doing some physical work, so it's not considered a cleansing."
Ye Qingxuan said: "To find a peaceful residence in the world of mortals, what is the old Taoist priest but to practice?"
Taoist disciples have seen a lot of people hiding in deep mountains and old forests, but this is really the first time they have seen Taoist temples in the middle of brothels and gambling houses.
The old Taoist smiled wryly and shook his head, and said slowly: "I am laughing, I am laughing. Helpless, there is a good faith here, but the good believer who has no choice but to donate the land has a son who does not live up to it. He sold his ancestral property to ordinary people. Although the poor Taoist can Keeping this little bit of pure land, but can't stop the red dust rolling around."
Ye Qingxuan chuckled, and said: "So that's the case, but I blamed the old Taoist priest. However, the Taoist temple is cultivated here, and I'm afraid there is not enough incense in the temple."
The old Taoist waved his hands indifferently, "Practice the true meaning, it is about cultivating the mind and character, not about the amount of incense. Although the incense is not strong, it is also suitable for practicing with a pure heart and few desires."
The old Taoist said lightly, a kind of peace and contentment was beyond words, which also corresponded to the Taoist state of mind of tranquility and inaction.
The old Taoist looked down, and asked again: "It is rare to have a distinguished guest in this temple today, but the old Taoist forgot to ask the distinguished guest's name?"
"I'm next to Tang Bohu." Ye Qingxuan said.
The old Taoist nodded, "It turned out to be the benefactor Tang, who has been admiring him for a long time."
Although he said long admiration in his mouth, the plain meaning didn't even mean long admiration, not even the slightest mood swing.
The old Taoist put away his broom and invited: "Poverty Taoist is the owner of this Wuxin temple. Since we are destined to meet the distinguished guest, why don't you come to the temple with the old Taoist and drink a cup of weak tea?"
"It's better to bother me another day." Ye Qingxuan sighed slightly, and said lightly: "I will go to Baoguan to ask for a cup of tea in the future, but today the younger generation has important things to do, and the future will be long."
"In that case, the poor Taoist is resigning." The old Taoist stroked his long beard and drifted away.
"I haven't asked the priest's nickname yet..." Ye Qingxuan shouted while looking at the other party's back.
The old Taoist didn't turn his head, and replied with a smile: "The old gentleman said: let go of his desires, and the heart will be quiet; clear his heart, and the spirit will be clear. The poor will clear the heart."
clear heart...
Ye Qingxuan looked at the back of the other party and remained silent.
At this time, Sun Kun's voice sounded from the side: "Who is that old man who dragged you?"