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Chen Ge looked at the sky, then nodded. It was okay to go to someone's house, eat and drink a lot, then have a good sleep and leave tomorrow.

Su Ya's home is a manor. According to her introduction, they are a family of immortal cultivators with a population of one hundred and eighty people. His father is a master of the early stage of the Golden Elixir.

A hundred miles in radius is their family's territory.

The manor is located in a valley, and it looks unique. The scenery is pretty good.

Chen Ge was a little speechless and thought to himself, this girl is a bit silly. She explained her family background clearly. If someone with good intentions found out about it, it would be troublesome.

The two followed Su Ya into the manor and were warmly entertained by Su Ya's father.

This middle-aged man in the early stage of the Golden Elixir is called Su Yuan. He seems to be in poor health and his face is sickly pale. He may have an underlying disease.

"Two fellow Taoists, thank you for rescuing my daughter. This girl is too wild and always runs around."

Su Yuan cupped his hand.

There is something wrong with the title "fellow Taoist". In the world of cultivating immortals, one is respected by strength and not by age. They are in the Nascent Soul stage, and the other party can only be their junior.

"It doesn't matter. It's a good thing for a girl to have a wilder personality."

Chen Ge grinned. He didn't care about seniority.

"I wonder where these two fellow Taoists come from? Where are they going?"

Su Yuan asked. He was not a rookie in the world of immortality. He was a stranger and wanted to ask about his identity.

The world of immortality is a place that eats people without spitting out their bones. Don't try to lure wolves into the house.

"We came from Shilichuan and are going to Yuntian Dynasty. We will stay one night and leave tomorrow."

Chen Ge arched his hands.

Su Yuan felt that asking was in vain. He had no idea where Shilichuan was. He had never heard of it, but Yuntian Dynasty knew about it.

Next, Su Yuan prepared spiritual food. Their family kept some spiritual animals in captivity, such as golden pheasant and white deer, whose meat was tender and had spiritual energy.

However, Monk Kong had no share and was given special treatment. He was given a bowl of fruits. Naturally, people thought that being a monk would avoid the smell of oil.

The empty monk was very depressed, and he had no way to explain it. This would expose his true face as a fair-weather monk, which was not good!

Su Ya also came out to accompany her, but this girl was not very interested and looked like she was worried.

There was a strange atmosphere in the entire Su family. No laughter or laughter could be heard, and everyone seemed to be silent.

This atmosphere makes people feel depressed.

However, Chen Ge didn't ask any questions. They were staying for one night and then leaving, so they couldn't meddle in other people's business.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, Su Yuan arranged a place for the two of them.

Their rooms are next to each other.

"You have to be careful not to harass the women of the Su family. We still have to face shame when we go out."

Chen Ge reminded that he was a little uneasy about Monk Kong. This fair-weather monk had always been shameless and high-sounding, so he was not a good bird.

"Brother! Look at what you said, am I that kind of person?"

Monk Kong was a little dissatisfied.

The two of them went back to their rooms to rest. It was getting dark. All the lanterns in the Su family manor were lit up, and the whole manor was very quiet.

Chen Ge closed his eyes and meditated in the room.

Monk Kong was lying on the bed, drooling, and looking at a book of erotic pictures with relish.

However, he soon couldn't stand it anymore, and a whimpering, inaudible sound came into his ears.

It was the woman's cry, and Monk Kong immediately became energetic.

In fact, Chen Ge also heard it, but he didn't care about it. Don't meddle in other people's business when you go out. The lessons from the past are still fresh in your mind. Every time you meddle in your own business, you will learn a lesson.

Monk Kong's thoughts were different from Chen Ge's. He thought that if a female donor cried, there must be something sad! As a monk, he has to enlighten the other person, hug the other person, and soothe the other person's soul.

He left the room quietly, followed the sound, and found a woman sitting in the pavilion by the pond, Su Ya.

She wiped away tears and looked helpless.

Monk Kong blinked his eyes and walked over with a kind look on his face.

"Amitabha, donor, if you have any worries, why don't you tell the poor monk about it, and the poor monk can help you."

Monk Kong clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.

"Master, you can't help me."

Su Ya looked pitiful, with tears hanging on her eyelashes.

The empty monk was extremely heartbroken and the beautiful woman was crying. For him, it was simply a kind of torture.

"Haha, if you don't tell me, how would I know if I can help you? Even if I can't help you, I can still point you to a clear path!"

Monk Kong was smiling. He was very polite and sat next to Su Ya, as if he was listening attentively.

"Alas! Master, I have a pure yin body. I wonder if you have ever heard of this kind of body."

Su Ya sighed.

"The body of pure yin, I did say that it is said to be the best cauldron."

Monk Kong was stunned. This Su Ya was actually a pure yin body! This thing is quite rare.

"That's right, it's a cauldron. I'm about to be captured and used as a cauldron."

Su Ya sobbed.

"What? There is such a thing. Who wants to arrest you! It's impossible! It's so shameless."

Monk Kong's eyes widened, a little unbelievable. Could it be that this arrest was notified in advance?

"I'm crying just talking about it! There is a sect called the Holy Spirit Sect. Their young sect master has taken a liking to me and wants to capture me as a concubine. He is coming tomorrow."

"In fact, he just wants to use me as a cauldron."

Su Ya described what happened.

"Oh! It's so shameful. Why doesn't he die? By the way, what kind of strength is this Holy Spirit Sect?"

Monk Qingyu asked if he wanted to step forward. He had to see if the other party was good or not before making a decision.

If it's great, just pretend you didn't hear it, and you can only mourn for Su Ya in your heart. If it's not great, hey! Beat him to death.

"They have Nascent Soul stage old monsters."

Su Ya replied.

"Old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, doesn't he have the Divine Transformation stage?"

Monk Kong asked.

"I heard from my father that the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect is at the second level of the Nascent Soul Stage. He is the only Yuanying Stage monk. The young leader is at the first level of the Golden Core Stage."

Su Ya said.

Hearing this, Monk Kong was immediately relieved.

"Why don't you run away?"

Monk Kong asked.

"If I run away, my family will be bathed in blood. Oh, oh, oh, oh, what can I do?"

Su Ya cried sadly again.

"Don't worry, I will make the decision for you. It's not a big deal."

The empty monk touched Su Ya's back to express comfort.

The two chatted for half the night, and Monk Kong took advantage of him. He touched the other person's hand and face, and he was fair and aboveboard.