In the world, Jingjia.

When Jing Xiu and Jingchuan returned to the Jing family, it was already night, but the hall of the Jing family was still brightly lit. Obviously, Jing Jiangshan and the senior executives of the Jing family were waiting for news from them.

"The head of the family, the young master and the young lady are back."

A moment later, a servant respectfully reported.

Hearing this, Jing Jiangshan, who was closing his eyes and taking a nap, slowly opened his eyes, and a look of expectation flashed in his eyes. He looked out of the hall, and saw two young figures walking in. It was his children, Jingchuan and Jingxiu.

"Father, elders."

Jing Xiu and the others came to the hall and immediately greeted respectfully. Although they were the eldest daughters and eldest masters of the Jing family, they still had the respect they should have when facing their fathers and these older generations who have made countless contributions to the Jing family.

Jing Jiangshan nodded slightly and immediately asked impatiently: "Xiu'er, Chuan'er, what's the situation? Did that extraordinary little friend agree to come to my Jing family to help?"

"Father, Mr. Chen has agreed to our invitation."

Jing Xiu replied.

"Haha, that's good, that's good."

Hearing this, Jing Jiangshan felt relieved and his worries dissipated a lot.

"However, my father, I am a good advocate and suggest that as long as Chen Bufan helps our Jing family win, he will be able to enjoy the first batch of Lingquan baptisms. I hope my father will forgive me."

Jing Xiu added.

Hearing this, the expressions of many elders around him changed slightly.

You should know that the first batch of Lingquan baptisms were of great benefit to ancient martial artists. They usually prepared for the best people in their younger generation, but Chen Bufan did not belong to their Jing family. If they occupied a quota, it would be a bit of a loss for their Jing family.

Jing Jiangshan hesitated for a moment and murmured: "If that extraordinary little friend can help our Jing family win, this is what he deserves. Xiu'er, you did the right thing."

"Thank you, my father."

Jing Xiu nodded.

Jing Jiangshan smiled slightly. Although the quota for baptism of Lingquan is indeed precious, as long as they can win the battle for Lingquan this time and be proud, everything will be worth it.

"Xiuer, Chuan'er, how do you feel when you meet Bufan's friend this time?"

Jing Jiangshan suddenly asked, and he was quite curious about it. After all, he had only heard that Chen Bufan defeated Elder Hua Song of the Hua family, but he did not see it with his own eyes.

“Very strong.”

Jing Xiu replied immediately, and a look of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes. She had entered the early stage of the Heavenly Realm at such an age, and among the younger generation, she was also a well-deserved leader.

But when she felt the momentum of Chen Bufan, even she felt a huge sense of crisis.

It can be seen that Chen Bufan's strength is indeed far better than her.

Jing Chuan, who was standing beside him, gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement when he heard this. Although he was still a little dissatisfied with Chen Bufan, he had to admit that Chen Bufan's strength was indeed above him.

"It seems that this extraordinary little friend is really extraordinary..." Seeing Jing Xiu and Jingchuan's expressions, Jing Jiangshan understood roughly. He couldn't help but sigh, and his heart became more and more anticipated, wanting to see the true face of this young man.

"When will my Jing family come to my Jing family?"

Jing Jiangshan asked.

"Three days later, we will send someone to greet him in person."

Jing Xiu replied.

Jing Jiangshan nodded, then looked into the distance and murmured softly.

"I hope this time, our Jing family can turn defeat into victory..." "The Jing family really can't afford to lose."

When everyone present heard this, their faces were full of anticipation. The Jing family had lost two consecutive battles in the Lingquan battle and were criticized by many people.

This time, failure is absolutely not allowed!... The night passed quickly.

The next day, in the morning.

After having breakfast and Lin Xueyao, after a while, Chen Bufan and Lin Xueyao drove to Qixia Mountain, which is dozens of kilometers away from the outskirts of Binhai City.

And Qixia Temple is located in Qixia Mountain.

This mountain was originally just an ordinary mountain. Later, because Qixia Temple was built in the mountains, it was named Qixia Mountain, which is also a relatively famous attraction near the coast.

Qixia Temple is located halfway up the mountain.

This temple has been built for hundreds of years and has a long history. From ancient times to the present, many people have been going to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha. The incense is very popular, and hundreds of years have passed, and it is still a constant stream.

Chen Bufan was not interested in this kind of thing. After all, a vulgar man like him and his hands were stained with no idea how much blood was stained with, which was really unrelated to a pure place like a temple.

But there is no way. Since Lin Xueyao wants to come, he has to sacrifice his life to accompany the beauty.

An hour later, the car arrived at the foot of Qixia Mountain.

There have been many cars parked on the side, and there are also many luxury cars with millions of levels. It can be seen that not only ordinary people, but even those big bosses often come to Qixia Temple to worship Buddha.

It's normal to think that business is a bit superstitious.

“There are quite a lot of people.”

Chen Bufan watched many tourists walking up the mountain and couldn't help but sigh, "Isn't it nice to sleep in at home in such a good weather?"

Why do they all run into the temple?

"Maybe it will be really useful to go to the temple to worship Buddha."

Lin Xueyao said softly.

Chen Bufan smiled helplessly when he heard this. It seems that this girl is really worried about him.

"I heard that it will take about half an hour to get to the temple from here. Xueyao, or I will carry you on my back?"

Chen Bufan smiled.

"Go to you, I don't want it."

Lin Xueyao gave him an angrily blank look. She came to worship Buddha sincerely today. If someone was carried on her back, it would be too insincere. And there were so many people around her watching her. If someone photographed her, she would be embarrassed.

"Go away now."

Lin Xueyao urged her and walked up the mountain immediately.

Chen Bufan smiled helplessly and did not force it, so he had to follow him quickly.

...Qixia Temple.

There is a very ancient plaque hanging on the gate of the temple, with three big words "Qixia Temple" written vigorously and vigorously. It has been used since the beginning of Qixia Temple and has also had a history of hundreds of years, revealing a vicissitudes of time.

At the entrance of the temple, two young monks wearing cassocks were tall and as tall as pine and still.

A powerful aura quietly emanated from them. Obviously, they were not ordinary people, but real ancient warriors.

In the temple, there were endless pilgrims coming and going, most of them had pious expressions on their faces, but a small number of them, like Chen Bufan, just came to join in the fun.

Half an hour later.

Chen Bufan and Lin Xueyao also followed the crowd and arrived at the entrance of the temple.

"Um?

Grandmaster?”

Chen Bufan glanced at him and soon realized that the two young monks guarding the gate were ancient warriors and two great masters, and he couldn't help but look slightly shocked.

Although for Chen Bufan today, a master is nothing, he is still a master in the outside world of China.

However, in this Qixia Temple, you can only be a gatekeeper, which shows that this Qixia Temple is not simple.

The two monks seemed to have noticed it, and their eyes all fell on Chen Bufan. A hint of surprise flashed in the calm eyes.

The two young monks have a daily task to guard the temple gate here. Of course, they have seen countless tourists coming and going, but they are basically ordinary people.

But Chen Bufan gave them a very different feeling.

They could feel another extremely powerful aura on Chen Bufan, but they could not see how strong the other party was?

In this case, there are generally only two reasons.

Or they were wrong.

Or, it means that Chen Bufan's strength is far above them and cannot be seen through.

"Do you want to report to the master?"

A young monk whispered.

The other man hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and said, "No need for now. It seems that he is just here to burn incense and has no malice."

"All right."

The young monk nodded, but his eyes remained on Chen Bufan, with curiosity in his eyes.

This man looks so young, probably a few years younger than them, but his aura is hard to understand even them, which is really special.

Chen Bufan was full of curious eyes at the two monks, and just smiled faintly. I think they also saw that their cultivation was not simple. Unfortunately, with their strength, they could not see his true strength.

"What are you looking at?"

Lin Xueyao noticed that Chen Bufan had been looking not far away and couldn't help asking.
To be continued...