The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 5649: Hongmen Banquet! Layout Maker! (Seven more! Ask for a monthly pass!)

"A question can be changed to a pill, you must be thinking too well." Ye Chen showed a playful look, "Is the Valley of the Confucian Gods here?"

"Of course not. At best, the outer valley will be developed later. If you want to go to the inner valley, you will have to go for a long time." Wu Xiu shook his head, "The destruction energy of the inner valley is too outrageous. People can't even step in."

Xiao Wuxiu said, it seems that Ye Chen and he are only in the origin realm.

"Well," Ye Chen nodded slightly, "As far as I know, Crazy Life and Sheng Nian seem to have fallen, and there doesn't seem to be any movement in this Confucian Temple."

"Hey, those two evil geniuses have fallen. I heard that Confucian ancestors were furious for several days. The endless thunder law swept above this valley of Confucian gods. Fortunately, Confucian ancestors still have two disciples. Under the persuasion of Mrs., he finally stopped venting."

Xiao Wuxiu had a resentful expression: "Let's not talk about Sheng Nian, Kuang Sheng is really an excellent disciple of Confucian ancestors. He often lectures on scriptures and helps us to break through."

Marven Ye was at a loss for words. If this little Wuxiu knew that it was him who killed Kuangsheng and Shengnian, he didn't know if the pill could still be eaten.

"There are two more disciples?"

"Yes, there are Ruyi and Zhixuan. Ruyi was originally the only female disciple of Confucian ancestors, and she was originally the most favored, but she contracted a serious disease for some reason many years ago, and has not stepped out of the Confucian ancestor temple for many years. Although Zhixuan is dressed as a monk, he is a full-bodied monk. He has not been active in the world for a long time, and it is normal to not know."

Marven Ye nodded, if this little Wuxiu didn't say anything, he really didn't know these two people.

"Now, who is in charge of this Confucian God Valley?"

"Of course it's Zhixuan, don't mention it, although everyone calls him a wine-colored monk, but his methods are thunderous, and he has the style of a Confucian ancestor. After he took over, it was indeed more livable."

Marven Ye nodded, being able to take over the Confucian God Valley in such a short period of time, and doing it well, this Zhixuan is really not to be underestimated.

"Here you are." After Ye Chen said, he threw the two medicinal pills into the arms of the little Wuxiu.

"Things like extermination of the earth's core are not something that small loose cultivators like us can participate in." Xiao Wuxiu seemed to feel that he was short-handed, watching Ye Chen continue to move forward, he couldn't help reminding .

"Yes." Ye Chen smiled slightly and disappeared from Xiao Wuxiu's eyes.

……

Marven Ye was still worried about how to get into the inner valley of the Confucian Gods Valley, so he looked at the place where the valley entered. The people were divided into two rows, standing at the door, holding paper and pen in their hands, and the name of the future guest was inherited. Record them one by one, and then lead them into the inner valley by a special palace maid.

Marven Ye saw several familiar forces, and even saw Xuan Jiyue's subordinates. It seems that Xuan Jiyue has also heard the wind and sent someone to rush over.

On this trip, you must pay attention to hiding your whereabouts. While reminding himself, Ye Chen walked to the door with a smile on his face.

A woman in a yellow shirt carefully recorded the identity of Ye Chen's temporary compilation, and led Ye Chen into the inner valley.

In the inner valley, as the little Wuxiu said, it is filled with the power of the endless law of destruction, which makes the hearts of those who enter are throbbing.

"Dear guest, this is your room." Ye Chen nodded. The furnishings in the house were relatively simple, and the smell of bamboo was still strong. It was obviously the house that was just built.

Along the way, he also saw countless such houses, some of which have been built, some still under construction, and it seems that there are a steady stream of VIPs who come from far away.

"My dear guest, this is the evening banquet, please be there on time." The woman in the yellow shirt took out an invitation-like thing from her bosom.

The above content is extremely simple, only the time and place are written.

Marven Ye nodded, but he really wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd with such an abnormal behavior of the Confucian Temple.

The woman in the yellow shirt saw the invitation from Ye Chen's subordinates, turned around and left, and closed the door for him.

Da da da!

A soft footstep goes from far to near.

A woman in a cloak was following another woman in a yellow shirt through Ye Chen's room.

Ye Chen looked at the woman through the half-closed window, and with a flick of her figure, the woman had disappeared under the eaves.

The woman seems familiar.

Ye Chen looked at the woman's disappearing back, a little lost, but the bland cheeks, obviously like Ye Chen, she was also disguised.

I don't know what the Confucian Temple has prepared for this evening's Hongmen banquet?

……

Into the night.

The sound of silk and bamboo is unparalleled, and the sound of extravagance fills the entire hall. Countless graceful women are singing and dancing in the hall, which is a lively scene.

Women squat, kneel or curl up, waiting for the guests who came to the Valley of Confucian Gods to drink and have fun. Although the banquet has not yet started, it seems to have reached its climax.

The warriors who used to claim to be pure and pure, seeing the loose cultivators putting their hands on these women, they could no longer bear the animalistic nature, and they all embraced the palace maids and put their hands up and down.

Unfortunately, those women didn't have the slightest hint of shyness, their faces flushed, and they looked pitiful for being picked by you.

When Ye Chen stepped into the palace, what he saw was this arrogant and extravagant scene. For a moment, he wondered if he had come to the wrong place and came to a gentle village.

Those female martial arts cultivators closed their eyes indifferently, not wanting to see such a filthy scene.

Some are sitting cross-legged on the futon, and even begin to practice, forcibly shielding the outside world.

Marven Ye was worried that his identity would be exposed in advance, so he deliberately delayed the opening of the banquet, and he chose a relatively remote case to sit down.

The sound of silk and bamboo that was lingering in my ears slowly subsided.

As if being summoned, those women stood up one after another, packed up their makeup and robes, and bowed out of the hall.

At this time, those martial cultivators who had been fascinated by beauty, but now slowly recovering their consciousness, looked at each other with grievances in their eyes.

"Hahaha, the presence of distinguished guests really makes my Confucian Temple shine."

A bald-headed man strode in from outside the hall, with a dissolute smile on his face.

"Xia Zhixuan is a direct disciple of Confucian ancestors. He was entrusted by his family teacher to entertain the distinguished guests. I wonder if you are satisfied with Zhixuan's arrangement?"

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"I've heard about the name of the wine monk for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be so elegant. I really didn't come here in vain." A wild man, whose clothes have not been neatly tidy, can't wait to say at this time.

"Haha, as the saying goes, if you don't enjoy it, is it a waste of life? Your teacher has persuaded me many times, but I always don't know how to repent, so I like to be planted in the pile of women!"

While speaking, Zhixuan pretended to turn his eyes inadvertently, and he was already striding towards the main seat.

"The Venerable Zhixuan is straightforward, Ruida, and I think it should be very smooth on this origin path."

"Miao Zan Miao Zan!" Zhixuan waved his hands again and again, looking like he couldn't afford it, and his voice changed, "Zhixuan is not talented, but you also know that you are here to destroy the earth's core."

"The Venerable Zhixuan speaks eloquently, and the old man's temperament is also very straightforward, and he doesn't like to hide it!"

An old man sitting at the front, looking like a leader, said loudly: "This old man is the one who received the hero post from the Temple of Confucian ancestors. Heart Destruction Pearl, is it true?"