[System + Zhetian] Ye Fan, hello

What attracted the attention of the two of them was not the celestial goddess of Yaochi, nor the faint Yao Xi.It was a little nun in white clothes standing next to Prince Da Xia.That's right, this is the first Buddhist disciple Wen Lang met after he left Earth and came to Beidou.However, compared to Ye Fan's excitement, Wen Lang is much calmer, and he can still be held back by Tu Fei and the others, listening to their complaints about how beastly Ye Fan is.

"Brother Wen, you can't imitate Ye Fan's appearance in the future, you are just a beast in clothes."

Another bandit named Liu Kou also said: "You can't be too fanciful. At such a young age, you dare to attack even a nun. Let us be ashamed."

"You have misunderstood my master. He is not a person who is greedy for beauty." Wen Lang argued righteously, and after finishing speaking, he also walked towards the little nun.

Behind him, Tu Fei and his group stared wide-eyed, seeing him passing by, they quickly chatted with the little nun, the two of them were smiling, not to mention how happy they were.

"I was mistaken. I didn't expect that a mountain is higher than a mountain, and Ye Fan's apprentice is even more beastly than him." Wu Zhongtian touched his forehead and said in shock.

Wen Lang did attract the little nun's attention as soon as he passed by.Previously, Ye Fan racked his brains and praised the prince of Daxia as the best in the world, but when people saw that his target was his sister, they immediately became tired of seeing him.If Ye Fan hadn't used the Buddhist artifact to attract the little nun's attention, I'm afraid he really wouldn't be able to say anything.The reason why Wen Lang can do it depends on the help of the system that has already gone to sleep.No matter how you sleep, the most basic abilities like projection are still available.As a result, a small projection engraved with the image of Sakyamuni floated in his hand, fearing that it would not be able to attract the little nun's attention.

Now, besides Prince Da Xia, Ye Fan was added to the grumpy people.The eyes of the two of them were half red in an instant, Ye Fan stretched out his hand, and lifted Wen Lang behind him.

"Disciple, follow me obediently. If you offend Daxia's princess, I'll see you go back and deal with you as a teacher." Ye Fan threatened half-truthfully with a sullen face.

Wen Lang strictly abides by his current identity, like every naughty disciple punished by his elders, sticking out his tongue mischievously, hoping that the elders will forgive him for the sake of his cuteness.

Ye Fan...was indeed so cute. Even though he knew it was just pretending to be Wen Lang, he still felt relieved, and even raised his tone of voice.

Neither of them had forgotten their real purpose. Although Sakyamuni's trace was important, if they didn't have enough ability, they would just die in vain.

Wen Lang has been watching from the side.Ye Fan's "Book of Sources of Heaven" is really powerful. After listening to his comments on those sources, the saint of Yaochi really put him in her eyes.She also gave Ye Fan the token that was enough to prove that she was accepted by Yao Chi.

The two had achieved their goals, so they didn't want to stay here any longer. Ye Fan gave Wen Lang a wink, and after saying goodbye to the group of little bandits, he pulled Wen Lang and rushed towards Qingxiamen at lightning speed.

……

half a month later.

Wen Lang has been guarding Qingxia alone for half a month, and it took Ye Fan half a month to advance.In the past half month, what Wen Lang can do is to drive out all the enemies who broke into Qingxia.Those people didn't have a clear idea of ​​Wen Lang's strength, so naturally they didn't dare to attack with all their strength.

However, the time is almost up.

Today's Qingxia was terribly quiet, except for Wen Lang, everyone in the mountain was dismissed temporarily by him.Even the floating wind and the flying leaves seem to have been cut off from time, and the law of life and death circulates here in slow motion.

A folding fan hit Wen Lang with a strong wind, but it was broken in two within one meter of him.

Opening his closed eyes, Wen Lang was surrounded by purple air, and his aura was extremely noble. With the flow of air, it seemed that there was a giant dragon roaring around him.

The congenital fetus is really a good physique.There are five great treasures in the Dao palace realm, and Wen Lang, relying on his physique in harmony with the Dao and his pitiful comprehension, has actually cultivated to the third god treasure.

On the top of Qingxia Jue Peak and under the Qingshan Waterfall, there is one person each. They are the elders of the Xuanyue Cave and the Lihuo Cult who are said to have cultivated to the third secret realm.

"Are you ready?" Wen Lang's cold voice came from Wen Lang's mouth, and the coldness in it seemed to have covered the ten meters around him with frost.

"Preparing for what?" Du Cheng, the chief disciple of the Lihuo Sect, broke into a cold sweat with his confident appearance, and asked sternly with a trembling voice.

"Get ready, I will die here today." A smile appeared on Wen Lang's face, looking at the group of monks who were destined to die here today, there was no mercy in his eyes, as if he was separated from them by a world.

"It's up to you, you're not afraid to laugh your big teeth off." Du Cheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his brocade sleeve, and said mockingly.

"Of course it's not me who wants to kill you today."

At this time, a total of [-] black flags covered the sky and blocked out Qingxia from the outside.Wen Lang shot at the right time, and the picture scroll surrounded by purple air instantly enlarged, completely surrounding this world into a small world.The stream is murmuring, the trees are overgrown, and the grass is luxuriant, but in this wonderful world, except for these intruders and Wen Lang, there is no living thing appearing.Two flaming mountains scorched the earth, and the disciples of Lihuo Xuanyue wiped off the sweat from their foreheads and stared at Wen Lang vigilantly.

Ignoring their vigilant eyes, Wen Lang retreated towards a broken wall in the distance, and sat cross-legged in full view of everyone.

"Of course I'm not the one who wants to kill you today. You are only suitable to be his sharpening stone." After saying that, he closed his eyes tightly, not wanting to entangle with them any more.

Li Youran, the descendant of Xuanyue Cave, gritted his white teeth. His folding fan was broken by Wen Lang long ago. Looking at Wen Lang, he begged fiercely, "Master, you must kill this fan!" Otherwise, wouldn't my Xuan Yue's face be trampled under his feet."

"You Xuanyue has such a big face. Unfortunately, you are not worthy of being stepped on by him."

The voice of another person came from the small world where there should be no other people, which raised the hearts of the disciples of the two sects a little bit.

In front of Wen Lang, a young Taoist priest in his teens was standing in front of the broken wall, his eyes were clear, and his clothes were misty, as if the son of god had descended.

There was a smile on the corner of Wen Lang's mouth, his heart was completely at ease, his mind was no longer distracted, and he opened up the secret realm of the palace. As he said, he didn't care about it anymore.

……

When Wen Lang woke up again, what he saw was Ye Fan, who was not stained with blood, walking slowly towards him stepping on the white jade steps.

The author has something to say: It's not that Wen Lang has no understanding, it's because...hehehe, I won't tell you