Time flies, the sun rises and sets, the sun sets and the sun rises. In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed since the bloody night.

Baiyun City, inside the city lord's palace.

Ye Xing was playing with his daughter, Xiao Xuanxuan. Unknowingly, his daughter was now eight or nine months old, almost one year old.

In the backyard of the mansion, there are pavilions, pavilions, and lotus leaves in the pond. Several frogs croaked and jumped from the lotus leaves into the water, causing ripples in the water.

There is a pavilion next to the rockery of the pond. In the pavilion is a white jade guqin. A woman in snow clothes plays the strings with her jade hands. Beautiful notes burst out from her fingertips. The sound of the piano is clear and sweet, like a ring, like a bird.

The child spreads its wings lightly, and it sounds like the tinkling of spring water, which is very beautiful.

On both sides of the path are colorful flower beds, with hundreds of flowers blooming in full bloom. There is a faint floral fragrance in the air, and a few colorful butterflies are dancing gracefully.

The road is paved with bluestones, and on the path, a pink little girl is babbling and toddling.

"Xuanxuan, my dear daughter, come here, come into daddy's arms, come over, yes, walk slowly, don't fall!" Ye Xing guided from the front.

"Hey... well... well... mom..."

The little girl's pink little body tilted to the left and twisted to the right, swaying like a drunken fist and using a lot of strength. It seemed that she was about to come to her father. The little girl giggled very much.

I was happy, but I couldn't laugh for more than three seconds. My left foot was suddenly tripped by my right foot, and I fell directly to the ground with a 'pop' sound.

"Woo...wow..."

"Don't cry, don't cry. My good daughter doesn't cry. Xuanxuan is the best. If you fall, you will grow taller. It's okay. It's okay. Don't cry..."

Ye Xing quickly picked up his daughter from the ground and coaxed her. After coaxing the little girl for a while, she stopped crying, and then Ye Xing made her giggle again.

"Haha, Xuanxuan, come on, call daddy and listen, daddy!" Ye Xing taught. Now is the time for her daughter to learn to speak. She has learned to call moma some time ago. Although the pronunciation is not very standard, she is already very good.

Now, Ye Xing is ready to make persistent efforts so that she can also learn to call her daddy.

"Eh?" The little guy looked at Ye Xing curiously with his big black jewel-like eyes.

"Xuanxuan, be obedient and call me daddy!" Ye Xing spoke clearly and taught patiently.

"Hey..."

"Dad!" Ye Xing said.

"Hey... Mum... Mom..." the little guy said with a milky sound from his pink little mouth.

"dad!"

"Mom... um... daddy... daddy..."

"Hey, yes, yes, daddy, daddy!" Ye Xing said happily: "If daddy is difficult to pronounce, then say daddy first, daddy is daddy, daddy daddy, daddy daddy!"

"Yeah, eh!"

"..." Ye Xing looked at the sky speechlessly.

While teaching Xiao Xuanxuan how to speak, a burst of footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard. The sound came from far to near. Soon a guard came to Ye Xing, knelt down on one knee and said: "I see the city lord!"

"Well, what's the matter?" Ye Xing asked.

"City Lord, Master Fanyin of Shaolin Temple asks for an audience!" The guard of the City Lord's Mansion said respectfully.

"Master Fanyin?" A trace of doubt flashed across Ye Xing's eyes, and he immediately said: "You take him to the living room to entertain him first, I will be there later!"

"I obey!" The guard immediately withdrew respectfully.

Master Fanyin is the direct disciple of Abbot Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple. Once Abbot Kongyun steps down in the future, Master Fanyin is likely to be the next abbot of Shaolin Temple. He is one of the most popular successors of Shaolin Temple. His status can be said to be second only to the abbot.

Master Kongyun is even higher than other eminent monks and elders. Now

For such an important figure from the Shaolin Temple to come to Baiyun City, there must be something important. The Wuliangshan Shaolin Temple has always been the Beidou of the entire Central Plains martial arts world. The existence of a similar martial arts leader can enable the Shaolin Temple to dispatch and pay such attention to it. It must be

A major event related to the entire Central Plains Wulin, and even the entire Wulin Continent.

"Xuanxuan, daddy won't accompany you for the time being. You go to mommy's place to play!" Ye Xing immediately carried his daughter, Xiaoxuanxuan, to the pavilion and handed her daughter over to the care of her mother, Mengxue.

The sound of the piano gradually stopped in the pavilion. Dongfang Mengxue's beautiful eyes looked at Ye Xing with confusion, "Ms. sir, the guards came just now. What happened outside?"

"Well, the Shaolin Temple Sanskrit Master is here." Ye Xing said: "I don't know what the specific matter is yet."

"Master Fanyin is here?" Dongfang Mengxue's eyebrows showed a hint of solemnity, "Could it be that he's here to hand out hero cards?"

"Hero post?" Ye Xing looked confused and was about to ask, but Mengxue said: "My husband, please go out to entertain the master first. I'll put Xuanxuan to sleep, and I'll go out and have a look later!"

"Well, okay then!" Ye Xing nodded, immediately left the yard and headed towards the living room.

Shaolin Temple is the first of the six holy places. Although Ye Xing is not afraid of the Millennium Holy Land, he does not dare to despise it at all. Although Ye Xing has been promoted to the tenth super power, the strength of the super power is still a little worse than that of the Millennium Holy Land.

Some.

If he were in his hometown of Baiyun City, Ye Xing would naturally not be afraid of any holy land. He had missiles, electricity and other mysterious and semi-technical means. If other holy places dared to offend, they would basically have to run away in despair. Even if it was mysterious.

The Yue Worship Cult, which was tested, had to hide its tail between its legs last time and fled in defeat.

However, this refers to local combat. If we leave Heifeng Ridge, the background of Baiyun City's troops is still inferior to that of the Millennium Holy Land. There are many golden Arhats in the Bodhidharma Courtyard of Shaolin Temple alone, and they are all like hobs.

Meat, Shaolin Temple is also the one with the most powerful defense among the six holy places.

At this moment, in the living room of Baiyun City.

There is a large grand master's chair in the hall, and below it are two rows of mahogany tables and chairs. A cup of hot tea is steaming on the coffee table, and a monk wearing cassocks next to him is waiting patiently with a solemn look on his eyebrows.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and a young man in green clothes with short hair walked in from outside. As he walked, his whole body naturally exuded a strong and powerful aura.

"Amitabha, this poor monk has seen Baiyun City!"

Master Fanyin immediately stood up, clasped his hands together, and made a Buddhist salute to Ye Xing.

"Master, there is no need to be polite!" Ye Xing muttered: "I don't know if master is coming this time -"

"Amitabha, this poor monk has taken the liberty to come here to issue hero posts to Lord Ye City on behalf of Wuliangshan Shaolin Temple!" Master Fanyin said the Buddha's name, and immediately took out a post from his arms and handed it to Ye Xing.

The post is dark yellow, the paper is simple, and exudes the smell of Buddhist incense. There are five big characters on it, "Martial Arts Hero Post". The characters are like a coiled dragon, vigorous and powerful.
Chapter completed!