Chapter 855

"How can this be?"

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Fatty Li didn't believe it at first.

"With your qualifications, who in the world would not accept you?"

"But at that time I was just an ordinary person who had no choice." Ye Fan shook his head, without explaining much, with a wry smile on his lips.

There are many legends about that temple in Sage Temple, but these legends only spread after the troubled times, or even later.

No one knows what the teacher of Qingyun Temple is like, whether he is a real monk or some unknown strong man.

But what we do know is that many, many strong men came out of that temple. Most of these strong men excelled in the later stages of troubled times. Some took it as their duty to support justice, some dominated one party, and of course some committed evil everywhere.

He vaguely remembered that it was on the eve of his becoming a king. Although he had accumulated and experienced a lot of qualifications for ordinary people, he had no confidence in facing the catastrophe of becoming a king.

After hearing the legend of Qingyun Temple, he went to visit with hope.

Of course, the outcome has already been decided. He has been kneeling at the door for several months and no one accepted him. He didn't get nothing. The old man sweeping the floor before leaving told Ye Fan that if he wanted to seek shelter, he could go to a certain ruins.

And it was in that ruins that he obtained the method of becoming a saint that he relied on for survival in this life, and even had an adventure that was enough to make him a king.

"But if even Ye Fan has not been accepted, why do you think Simba will be accepted?" Fatty Li was still a little confused.

"Simba and I are different." Ye Fan replied: "His qualifications are not bad, which can be seen from the fact that he is always higher than your level."

"Moreover, his character is very firm. This firmness is reflected in all aspects, not only in his loyalty after following me, but also in his hard work and hard work in daily cultivation."

At this point, Ye Fan paused slightly: "Of course, I just asked him to give it a try."

"If that doesn't work, kneeling in front of the temple for a few months is actually a different kind of practice."

"What you said seems to make sense, but it doesn't seem to make sense..." Fatty Li didn't know what to say, "Simba went to such a powerful temple to practice, he must have become very powerful when he came back."

"I think so." Ye Fan nodded, and at this moment, someone knocked on the door of the yard again.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

"Who?" Before Ye Fan could speak, Fatty Li took the first step and asked.

"It's me, Simba." A calm reply came from outside the door: "The three-month period has arrived, and I will come back to see King Ye."

"Simba is back." Fatty Li was slightly startled and trotted to open the door.

When the door opened, Simba's appearance was also very different.

He was no longer the fierce looking man wearing armor and carrying a big ax. He was only wearing a tattered monk's robe and was holding a long sword and scepter in his hand.

"Good guy, Simba, are you really going to become a monk?" Fatty Li shouted in surprise when he saw Simba's appearance.

"Return after completing your studies." Simba replied and just looked at Mark.

The two sides looked at each other, and Ye Fan nodded with satisfaction: "Simba, it seems that you have got the answer you want."

"All living beings suffer, and we can only overcome it by ourselves." Simba bowed in reply, but the answer sounded familiar.

"I have gained enlightenment from my master, and now I have put down my hatred. Now I am returning to follow my original agreement and continue to follow King Ye to complete everything."

"What happens after everything is done?" Simba's words made Ye Fan feel something else.

"Okay." Ye Fan was a little surprised by this answer, but after thinking about it, it seemed to be reasonable.

He didn't know what Simba went through when he went to that temple, but now it seemed that, at least to him, he got a lot of useful things.

That's enough, and he doesn't need to continue asking...

"It just so happens that we are going to the Northland this time. Simba, when you return from your studies, come with me."

"Okay." Simba nodded, and then said: "Master gave me a new name, so that I can let go of my hatred and obsession and live a second life."

"You have a new name?" Ye Fan raised his eyebrows: "Can you tell me about it?"

"No precepts." Simba replied: "It means no precepts."

"It's a good name." Ye Fan nodded: "Then I'll call you Wujie from now on."

"Okay." Wujie bowed again, and then looked at Fatty Li who was standing aside.

"This fellow Taoist doesn't know who you are and why are you here?"

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"Tell me, will King Ye come?"

Day by day passed, the sun was shining brightly, it was a rare sunny day.

Ya's father was standing in front of the school gate. Beside him, Jin Ba was carefully holding a bowl of warm water and an inexplicable black pill.

"Father, don't worry about whether he comes or not. Your health is the most important thing."

"Take the medicine first, and we'll talk after you take it."

"I know my body is in good shape, and these medicines cannot make up for it." Ya's father shook his head and refused to take the water and medicine Jinba handed over.

He looked at the road in front of the school with expectation in his eyes.

"I heard Jiade Bailong said that he promised to come, and it was just recently."

"What if he is a liar?" Jinba replied: "This is the territory of the King of the North, and the King of the North and him have always been enemies."

"Especially now that the division of the human race has gradually become clearer, and they are the biggest enemies."

"The North King won't let him have an easy time when he comes here, and may even block it."

"But you said so much, it's all just external reasons." Ya's father shook his head again. : "Jade Bailong told me many things about him, and I believe he is not that kind of person."

"Oh, Yafu, please don't worry about this." Jinba was a little anxious. "This pill cannot be exposed to the sun for too long. If you don't take it, it will melt."

"If I can't take care of you, the king will definitely kill me."

"You are worried that if you don't take good care of it, I will be condemned." Ya's father still replied slowly: "But as for me, I am worried that our things will rot like this and if we don't find a suitable inheritor, I will be condemned."

"You are Yafu, who will condemn you?" Jinba was puzzled.

"My own conscience." Yafu turned around, maybe it was already noon, maybe he felt that there was no hope today.

"That's all, he didn't come today. I'm in a bad mood, so I won't take the medicine for now."

"Hey!" Seeing that Ya's father was about to leave willfully, Jinba didn't dare to stop him, but he had to stop him. He was in a hurry and didn't know what to do.

"Is this a divine palace?" Suddenly, a voice sounded not far away.

Jinba's figure suddenly froze, and he didn't feel anyone appear here.

He turned around and saw a boy in black.

He just stood there, and the space around him seemed to be collapsing towards him.

"You are..." Looking at this obviously extraordinary person, Jinba's eyes gradually brightened.

"Are you King Ye?"

"Yeah." The boy nodded without any more words.

"Yafu, Yafu!" After getting the answer, Jinba suddenly became excited.

"King Ye, King Ye is here! Here he is!"

"Coming?" Ya's father had already walked far away, but when he heard Jinba's call, he turned around.

He also saw the boy in black at the door, and the next figure appeared in front of him in a flash.

"Are you King Ye?" Ya's father asked again after looking the boy in black up and down.