Face pinching

"Okay, Lord Buddha!"

After hearing Ye Yun's words, Patriarch Foyan felt relieved and quickly nodded in agreement.

"You two arrange your own actions in the Jade Buddha City. I will go back to the Qingya Immortal Residence of the Holy Buddha Sect first. We will meet again in the Jade Buddha Cave in seven days. Everything will be arranged by me then..."

Ye Yun smiled slightly, gave a few instructions, and then left.

"Let's go, let's find a place to stay!"

Patriarch Foyan looked at the happy Buddha and said.

"good!"

The happy Buddha nodded, and the two walked out of the alley together and disappeared deep into the street.

When Ye Yun appeared on the street, many people still recognized his identity.

After all, in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Realm, as a Taoist monk of the Holy Buddha Sect, which ranks first in Buddhism, his identity is still extremely sensitive.

At that time, that fairy boat almost shocked the whole city.

But when they thought of Ye Yun's noble status, no one dared to come forward and talk.

Ye Yun also saw this.

But he didn't care, he was still wandering on the street with great interest.

After wandering around for several hours, Ye Yun found nothing, so he turned around and returned to Qingya Immortal Residence.

When he arrived outside a main hall, he was blocked by the Yoga God who was waiting outside.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Yun smiled slightly and his eyes fell on the pretty little face of the Yoga God.

This little girl had a really bad attitude towards herself before.

At that time, he also wanted to pinch her cheek.

Thinking of this, Ye Yun's hands felt a little itchy.

With lightning speed, he stretched out two fingers and pinched the tender white face of the God of Yoga.

Very smooth and tender.

Meaty.

This was the first feeling that arose in Ye Yun's heart.

"ah?!"

The God of Yoga screamed in shock, suddenly stretched out his hand and patted Ye Yun's arm.

She never expected that Lord Buddha would take advantage of her.

Her counterattack was completely instinctive.

Ye Yun retracted his hand as fast as lightning.

This made the Yogi Lord's counterattack fall into the air.

"Lord Buddha, what do you want to do?"

The Yoga God took a deep breath, tried his best to suppress the restless emotions in his heart, and asked in a deep voice.

After all, the other party is the Taoist companion of the Fallen Leaf Saint. Even the leader of the Holy Buddha Sect, Shengtian Buddha, calls her Lord Buddha.

She is just a maid who beats her shoulders. Even if she is dissatisfied, she must not show it too strongly.

Otherwise, she cannot afford the serious consequences.

"Yoga, I'm just testing your Taoist mind.

Well, it looks pretty good, keep working hard, I won't treat you badly..."

Ye Yun smiled indifferently, waved his hands gently, and assumed a noble and upright posture.

Yoga God: "..."

"By the way, why did you block the way just now? Is it because those two guys also came to Qingya Xianju?"

Ye Yun smiled and pointed with his finger.

Not far away, under a big tree, Master Hongyun and the monk in red were standing in the shade.

Next to the two of them, there was a middle-aged monk.

Originally, Ye Yun thought that these two guys would hide somewhere in the Jade Buddha City and meet up with the people of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sect.

Unexpectedly, he came to his own lair.

This piqued his interest.

"Lord Buddha, these two people should be disciples of the Longxiang Prajna Sect. They came to my Qingya Immortal Residence to look for the disciples of Longting Buddha!"

The God of Yoga looked straight, lowered his voice and whispered.

"Longting Buddha?"

Ye Yun raised his eyebrows, turned his head and looked in the direction of the main hall, and said: "How could a good Buddhist disciple with a distinguished status come to the main hall of the Fallen Leaf Saint?"

"Lord Buddha, Buddhist disciple Longting is currently debating Buddhism with the saint, and they are currently in a stalemate..."

Said the Yoga Lord.

"As expected of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sect passed down by Nagarjuna Buddha, the Dharma is not weak..."

Ye Yun's eyes flashed and he said calmly.

Being able to match the Buddhist teachings of the Fallen Leaf Saint, this so-called Buddhist disciple of Longting has some real abilities.

"How long will it take to debate Buddhism?"

Ye Yun asked.

"It's hard to tell. Looking at this situation, it will take at least three days to determine the winner!"

There was a faint look of worry on the face of the Yoga God.

So long?

Ye Yun was slightly startled.

I never imagined that debating Buddhism would take so long.

It was really hard for him to accept.

At this time, Chilong, a monk in red, walked over and asked with an evil expression: "Ye Chen, what are you doing here?"

"This is the territory of my Holy Buddha Sect. Why do you ask me to come? Is your brain flooded?"

Ye Yun sneered.

"..."

Chilong's expression froze, and he suddenly realized that this was Qingya Immortal Residence, a branch of the Holy Buddha Sect.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Sect is just a guest.

Although he was angry in his heart, Chilong was not in trouble.

He thought for a while, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "You are just a Taoist companion of the Fallen Leaf Saint. Although your status is really noble, how can you be compared with the Saint? Now in this hall, our Dragon Elephant Prajna Sect's

The Buddhist disciple of Longting is debating the Dharma with the Fallen Leaf Saint. Such a profound matter, don’t cause trouble for a small god like you!"

"Am I causing trouble?"

Ye Yun raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but laugh.

It seems that these guys really regard themselves as unlearned and ignorant second-generation ancestors.

Although these guys could be killed with one slap, Ye Yun felt that was not enough.

If you want to beat a dog, you must first teach the owner of the dog a lesson.

"Stop them!"

Ye Yun winked at the God of Yoga and ordered.

Then he strode towards the main hall.

The Yoga God did not dare to stop Ye Yun, so he had no choice but to follow the instructions and block the path of Chilong and the other three.

"Lord Yoga, how could you let that guy enter the hall? This is a Dharma debate between a Buddha and a saint. No one is allowed to enter!"

The red dragon roared.

"That's right. Is this the way your Holy Buddha Sect treats guests?"

The middle-aged monk sneered.

The Lord Yoga looked cold and replied unceremoniously: "This is none of your business. If you want to stay here quietly, you'd better keep your mouths shut!"
To be continued...