Seeing the ruthless old nun talking to Kong Ji, Ye Wutian immediately sneaked up and greeted Miaoyi: "Sister Miaoyi, you are getting more and more beautiful."

"Don't talk nonsense." Miaoyi frowned and said angrily.

"I'm not talking nonsense. If you don't believe it, ask Brother Jingkong." Ye Wutian said.

"Amitabha." Monk Jingkong blushed for a while.

"You see, monks usually call Amitabha when they see a beautiful woman." Ye Wutian smiled.

Several nuns and monks nearby were wiping sweat constantly.

"If you keep talking nonsense, I will ignore you." Miaoyi said with a straight face.

"Then you will ignore me if I don't talk nonsense?" Ye Wutian asked.

"Yeah!" Miaoyi nodded, and then asked curiously: "Why are you here? Are you going to become a monk?"

"Hey, I'm trapped by love. I think about sister Miaoyi day and night. However, sister Miaoyi doesn't want to return to secular life. Therefore, I can only bear the pain and become a monk, so that I can have a relationship with sister Miaoyi.

Stay together." Ye Wutian said with a sentimental look.

"You're talking nonsense again, your hair is still growing on the top of your head." Miao Yi wrinkled her nose and snorted.

Ye Wutian deliberately reached out and touched his hair, and then said in surprise: "Really! If you didn't tell me, I thought I was already a monk."

Miaoyi covered her mouth and smiled, "You are really glib. No wonder my master said not to talk to people like you in the future, otherwise you will be deceived."

Ye Wutian looked at the back of the heartless old nun with shame, cursed, and then said to Miaoyi: "Sister Miaoyi, I want to ask you something."

"What's going on?" Miaoyi was confused.

"Is there a nun named Dong Chengyao in your nunnery?" Ye Wutian asked. At first, Dong Chengyao said that he was going to become a nun, but there has been no news since then, and he doesn't know what his current situation is.

"We nuns are all called Dharma," Miaoyi said.

"Uh!" Ye Wutian wiped his sweat and said, "Did a new nun come here a few months ago, who is as beautiful as you?"

"Are you talking about Junior Sister Miaoyin?" Miaoyi asked.

"It should be so." Ye Wutian said uncertainly, and then asked: "Is she okay now?"

"She is also practicing with the master. The master said that she has very good qualifications and has now reached the level of Xuanjing." Miaoyi said.

"That's good." Ye Wutian nodded.

"Do you know Junior Sister Miaoyin?" Miaoyi asked casually.

"If the Junior Sister Miaoyin you are talking about is my friend, then you know her." Ye Wutian murmured, unable to help but sigh in his heart.

Not long after Emei arrived, Wudang and Kunlun also arrived one after another, and people from the four factions gathered in the main hall.

After hearing Abbot Kongji's explanation, everyone felt resentful for Ye Wutian.

"Young friend Ye, you defeated the Japanese ninjas in the martial arts competition last time and made a great contribution to our Chinese martial arts. Although I, the Wudang, cannot help you deal with the Wan family, we can provide you with some conveniences in some aspects. This time

Just pretend to be a disciple of my Wudang Sect and go to Wanjia with us." Wudang leader Zhang Tianji said very boldly.

"Thank you so much, Master Zhang, for your help." Ye Wutian said with sincere gratitude. Ye Wutian also admired Zhang Tianji a little. At the martial arts conference, he was poisoned and risked his life to fight against the Japanese ninja.

, this kind of spirit is quite valuable.

"Ye Xiaoyou, our four major factions will definitely be on your side. Even if we can't help you, we can still support you." He Bufan, the leader of Kunlun, said.

"Thank you all heads. If Ye can successfully rescue his family, he will definitely come to thank you in person." Ye Wutian said gratefully.

"Donor Ye's words are serious. As an upright member of the martial arts community, I shall uphold justice for you." Abbot Kongji said.

"It's getting late, so hurry up and get ready," Master Jueqing reminded.

So, Zhang Tianji found a disciple who was similar in stature to Ye Wutian, asked him to take off his sect uniform and put it on for Ye Wutian. Of course, just putting on clothes was not enough, Ye Wutian did not forget to put on some fake beards

Put on a disguise.

After the preparations were completed, the group set off for Wanjia.

It was a windy journey, and it wasn't until the evening of the next day that everyone arrived at Wanjia.

On the way, I also met many large and small sects who came to celebrate their birthdays. Under normal circumstances, big forces like the Wan Family would never invite those unknown small forces. But judging from the current situation, these small forces must have

He has surrendered to the Wan family and became the puppet of the Wan family.

The head of the Wan family, Wan Changfeng, and several powerful people from the land were waiting at the door to greet the guests. When he saw the four major sects approaching from a distance, Wan Changfeng immediately led a group of people to greet them.

"The four major sects have come from afar, and this mansion is really full of glory." Wan Changfeng welcomed him politely.

"Haha, I wish all clans to be as blessed as the East Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains." Kong Ji congratulated, and the other heads also presented congratulatory messages and gifts.

Because Wan Changfeng had early-stage cultivation in the Heaven Realm and could see through his own cultivation, Ye Wutian kept a low profile among the crowd and tried to avoid others' sight.

After some polite greetings, Wan Changfeng ordered Wan He to lead everyone into the mansion.

The house was crowded with guests, and it was very lively. Ye Wutian spread his mental energy and swept away, and found that there were many powerful people in the land. Presumably a large part of these people had submitted to the Wan family. Such a huge force was probably enough

Competing with the four major sects.

"This birthday banquet in your mansion is truly unprecedented." Abbot Kongji casually said to Wan He on the road.

"The clan leader deserves to celebrate his 100th birthday in a grand way." Wan He replied with a smile.

"To celebrate your birthday, your mansion actually invited all the sects from all over the world. Could it be that you want to take the opportunity to hold a martial arts conference?" He Bufan asked jokingly.

"He is just kidding, Master He. I have no intention of competing for the position of leader of the martial arts alliance. Otherwise, we would not have abstained from the last martial arts conference." Wan He said.

"Your government doesn't like the position of leader of the martial arts league. Could it be that you want to be the overlord of the martial arts world?" Zhang Tianji asked straightforwardly.

Wan He's face hardened, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Seeing the situation, Abbot Kongji immediately tried to smooth things over, "There are as many powerful people in your house as there are in the forest, and the Palm of Ten Thousand Buddhas is the only one in the world. You can really be called the overlord of this place."

Wan He laughed twice and said: "Master is joking, how can I be called the overlord? As the saying goes, the world's martial arts originated from Shaolin, and your temple is the overlord of the Central Plains that everyone expects."

"Amitabha, monks and nuns have all four elements, so how can they have the selfish desire to become kings and hegemons?" Kongji said.

While talking and laughing, Wan He led everyone from the four factions to a huge attic.

This attic belongs to an ancient building structure called veranda style. Its roof has four slopes, one main ridge and four oblique ridges, and the four sides are curved surfaces, also known as the four roofs. Moreover, the corners of the surrounding roof are slightly warped.

When you stand up and look up, you will see that the corner rafters are spread out like bird wings, so it is called "wing corner".

This is the most advanced roof style in ancient architecture. It is generally used in royal palaces and the main halls of temples, but it can be seen everywhere in Wanjia Mansion.

"Comrades from the four sects, please rest in this attic. Since there are many guests and the room is limited, I ask you to make do with it." Wan He said a little apologetically.

"Second Elder, you're welcome. We, the martial arts people, can sleep on the ground with the sky as our blanket," Kong Ji said.

Wan He chuckled and said: "Then Wan will go and get busy first, and I will send someone over to inform you all during the dinner."

"Second Elder, please excuse me." Kong Ji made an invitation gesture and said.

After Wan He left, everyone walked into the attic.

This attic has two floors and more than ten rooms. Each sect is allocated almost four, so the disciples can only share one room. Ye Wutian and the four masters naturally have one room to themselves.

For convenience, Ye Wutian chose the room on the first floor closest to the door.

After returning to the room, Ye Wutian used his mental energy to explore the surroundings and found that Wanfu was extremely heavily guarded today. It could be said that there was one post for every five steps and one sentry for every ten steps. This must be to prevent people with ulterior motives like his.

People take advantage of the situation.

"It seems that it's not that easy to save people." Ye Wutian took back his mental power and sighed helplessly. Until now, he still hasn't come up with any feasible rescue plan, so he can only let nature take its course.

Not long after resting in the room, a servant came over to inform everyone to attend the dinner.

So, people from the four factions were led by the servants to the dinner venue.

This is an extremely spacious square filled with tables and chairs. Many guests have already taken their seats, making it extremely lively.

The four masters were taken to the main seat, while the disciples sat down wherever they wanted.

Ye Wutian sat at a table with the Wudang disciples and Kunlun disciples, while Shaolin and Emei sat at the next table together.

Seeing that there were all the old men at the table, Ye Wutian was bored, so he moved a stool to the table next door to Shaolin and Emei, squeezed a seat between Miaoyi and Monk Jingkong, and sat down.

"Brother Jingkong, our friendship is quite good. Let's have a drink for a while." Ye Wutian patted Jingkong on the shoulder and said.

"Amitabha, monks are not allowed to eat wine and meat. Donors can enjoy it themselves." Monk Jingkong said with his hands clasped together.

"Hey! As the saying goes: After wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Lord Buddha will remain in his heart. Why should brother Jingkong be rigid about these secular etiquette? Besides, today, his family is hosting a banquet for guests. If he doesn't drink more wine and eat more meat, wouldn't it be wrong?

It’s a loss.” Ye Wutian advised.

"The young monk has not yet reached such a level of cultivation, so he should still abide by the precepts." Jingkong said.

"Okay! Okay! Just drink boiled water and eat cabbage for a while." Ye Wutian waved his hands, then looked at Miaoyi and asked with a smile: "Sister Miaoyi, do you want to stay with brother for a while?"

How about two drinks?”

"I, I don't drink. We nuns are also monks," Miaoyi said.

"Maybe your master will go behind your back and secretly drink and eat meat." Ye Wutian said.

"You're talking nonsense, master doesn't know how to drink wine and eat meat." Miaoyi said angrily.
Chapter completed!