"Xieyang~~, prepare a carriage, let's go to Tong'an Temple to play for two days." Yang Yifeng said loudly to Xieyang outside the door.

"Yes, young master!" Xie Yang's voice came from outside the door and walked out.

Soon after, the carriage was ready. Yang Yifeng and Meng Yanran walked out with each other. The shopkeeper at the counter of the guest walk saw it and quickly put down the matter in his hand. He greeted him with a smile on his face and asked, "Where are you going?"

Yang Yifeng didn't look back, and said calmly without any anger, "Where do I have to report to you wherever I go?"

"No, no, no, how can you do it? Don't misunderstand me, how dare you care about your business? You are a natural-level distinguished customer in our store. Our store has the responsibility to understand your itinerary, and it is also easy to arrange a carriage to pick you up in time!" The shopkeeper explained in a cold sweat and nodded as if he was garlic.

Meng Yanran saw that the shopkeeper was so scared that he was trembling by Yang Yifeng's understatement. He couldn't help but chuckle: "Hehe~, Brother Feng, don't make things difficult for the shopkeeper." He turned his head and said to the shopkeeper, "We heard that Tong'an Temple is good, and we are going to play in Tong'an Temple."

The shopkeeper was about to say something, but Yang Yifeng said impatiently: "At noon tomorrow, I will send a car to pick us up."

"Yes, yes, yes, don't worry, the carriage will be waiting at the foot of Mingfeng Mountain tomorrow at noon." The shopkeeper hurriedly agreed.

Yang Yifeng and Meng Yanran got into the car, Xie Yang sat at the door of the carriage and said, "Go!"

"Driving~!" The coachman raised his whip and the carriage roared away. "Huh~ Why do I always feel scared when I look at him?" The shopkeeper straightened up and walked into the gate of the Kexingju, thinking as he walked.

"Yang Yifeng and Meng Yanran went to Tong'an Temple?" Xiang Tianming in the room heard his subordinates' reward, pondered for a while, and asked, "Where is Mr. Le?"

"Report to the third prince, Mr. Le said that he also wanted to go to Tong'an Temple to worship Buddha." The person below replied respectfully.

"You go down~!" Xiang Tianming said softly, then lowered his head and thought about something.

"Yes, my subordinates take their leave!" The man walked down.

"Well, since Mr. Le has gone, I don't have to worry." Xiang Tianming said to himself.

At this time, Ying Zheng, who was playing chess with Jiang Shiwei in the room, took the chess piece and said leisurely: "For the past few days, Brother Yang seems to have been staying in the room and has not come out to drink?"

"Hahaha~~, Brother Yang has Yan Ran and everyone is with him, and the idiot has come out to drink! There are all beauties in the room, and you will come out?" Jiang Shiwei said embarrassedly without any shame.

"Uh~~~~ definitely not!" Ying Zheng thought for a while and answered honestly.

"Isn't that all!" Jiang Shiwei said casually, put the chess piece in his hand calmly on the chessboard, raised his head and asked, "Xiang Tianming is here, look..."

"So what if he comes?? Do you really think Yang Yifeng is the second-generation ancestor who only knows how to eat, drink, and gamble?" Ying Zheng said in a tone.

"Of course it is impossible. The eldest young master who came out of the secret family could not be the second generation ancestor. If this is the case, those secret families would not have been passed down for thousands of years!!" Jiang Shiwei said with a confirmation.

"Brother Jiang is the same as I think!! The matter between the Xiao family and Brother Yang is over on the surface. But anyone can see that the Xiao family will definitely not be convinced. However, they must have guessed Brother Yang's background now and gave them a hundred courage. They dare not force it. The Lu family will not miss this opportunity to attack the Xiao family. If the Xiao family has to deal with the suppression of the Lu family, they will not have the time and energy to provoke Yang Yifeng. Let's talk about Xiang Tianming. Among the people who took action last time, there were people from the Chu State official family. Brother Yang could not have a good look at Xiang Tianming. Even if Xiang Tianming wants to curry favor with Yang Yifeng, it is very difficult. Besides, are we afraid of Xiang Tianming as Xiang Tianming based on our friendship with Brother Yang?" Ying Zheng analyzed.

"Hahaha`~~ That's right! But Brother Ying seems to have missed a Lu family and didn't say it." Jiang Shiwei said with a smile.

"My brother Jiang knows better about the Lu family than me, right?" Ying Zheng joked, "The Xiao family of Chu and the Bai family of Zhao and the Bai family of Zhao are known as the two major military families of the seven Eastern countries. Since the founding of the Chu State, the Lu family has always been the guardian god of Chu State. No country wants to face the army led by the Lu family head-on. They are afraid that they don't care about Yang Yifeng's identity at all. As long as Yang Yifeng has not provoked them, they will never eat too much and run to offend Yang Yifeng."

"Hmph!! If it weren't for the Lu family, I'm afraid that Chu would have already been half of the territory by our Qi!" Jiang Shiwei snorted, "However, what Brother Ying said is indeed the truth. The Lu family's army is too terrifying! Fortunately, there is a Zhao State that restrains them."

Yang Yifeng sat on the carriage and enjoyed the surrounding scenery along the way. There were delicious wine and food in the car, and beauties were with him. It was really a great happiness.

Time flies very quickly. Yang Yifeng and Meng Yanran talk about each other along the way, and their love is endless. Yang Yifeng is getting lazy. Now he needs to feed all the wine and food in Meng Yanran, and sometimes even ask Meng Yanran to use his mouth to pass through.

"Young Master, Mingfeng Mountain is here, we are about to get off the car." The carriage stopped, and Xie Yang's voice came in.

"Oh??So fast?" Yang Yifeng's voice came out. At this time, he was holding Meng Yanran and sweeping Meng Yanran's lips wantonly.

"Hate, why don't you get off the bus?" Meng Yanran's eyes were slightly confused, her cheeks were flushed, and she said in a charming voice.

"As for orders, my wife!" Yang Yifeng quipped in a strange voice, and then ran out of the car.

"Bad guy!" Meng Yanran's face turned redder, but a happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and followed her out.

Yang Yifeng supported Mengyan and went up Mingfeng Mountain. Xie Yang followed from afar. Up to the hillside, a simple temple was located in front of him. Yang Yifeng looked at it. The thousand-year-old temple was indeed extraordinary, with a faint sound of Sanskrit, which was solemn and kind, making people unconsciously let go of their obsessions, take refuge in Buddhism, and concentrate on the Buddha.

"Hmph!" Yang Yifeng snorted coldly. The one he looked down upon the most was Buddhism! Buddha? In his eyes, he was just a group of bald donkeys who deceived the world and stole the reputation. He said something about my Buddha's compassion. Western bliss was just relying on the sound of Brahma to confuse the world and forcibly recruiting a group of believers who were confused by the sanctity and providing them with the power of faith. It was not as natural as Taoism's tranquility and inaction. It was really hypocritical and shameless to rely on other people's beliefs to enhance their own power!!

When I entered the temple, I came to the Main Hall and looked at a golden-body Buddha in the middle, surrounded by Arhats. There were indeed many people burning incense and worshiping Buddha in the temple.

Yang Yifeng thought about it and found that there were the aura of several Buddhist practitioners inside the temple. He immediately understood that this place was actually one of the temples of the Brahma Xin Sect. But he didn't care. He was here to play, not to cause trouble. He was too lazy to cook the garbage in the temple!

"Brother Feng, why don't you kneel down and worship?" Meng Yanran didn't know that Yang Yifeng was the Xiaoyao Demon Lord, one of the "evil" devils of the Demonic Way.

"Hmph! I, Yang Yifeng, will not kneel up from above or down from below. Why should it be a golden Buddha statue that requires Yang to kneel down? Even if it is the original deity here, it is not worthy of my worship!" Yang Yifeng's voice was calm, but Meng Yanran still felt a strange aura emanating from Yang Yifeng............-
Chapter completed!