Chapter 774

When Ye Lin asked this question, he stared fixedly at Fanxin's clear black eyes, wanting to capture all her emotional fluctuations.

Fan Xiu is the person behind the scenes of the God Organization.

He is also the mastermind who destroyed the world and kept the Undying Demon Dragon in captivity for his own cultivation.

A Fan Xiu, a Fanxin—Ye Lin couldn't help but think too much.

Since she appeared just now, the young nun Fanxin had never had much emotional fluctuation.

Even when seeing golden light of merit emerge from Ye Lin's body, Fanxin was only surprised for a moment before returning to normal.

But when she heard the name Fan Xiu, Fanxin suddenly turned pale, and her hands put together could not stop trembling.

"Where did you hear this name?"

Fanxin asked in pursuit, her tone having an anxiety she herself had not noticed.

Seeing Fanxin's reaction, Ye Lin was even more certain that the other party must have some relationship with Fan Xiu.

"I saw the name Fan Xiu in an ancient book by accident; the ancient book says that Fan Xiu was the Buddha in the world, who suppressed a demonic dragon that was causing harm to the world, and is an undisputed dragon-slaying hero."

Ye Lin made it up casually, wanting to pry information out of Fanxin.

"It's not like that..."

Fanxin seemed to want to say something, but at this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly rang out.

"The barrier is about to disappear completely!"

Everyone looked toward the sound.

Sure enough, the golden barrier that was blocking everyone was now becoming precarious and could collapse completely at any time.

The eyes of the crowd were surging with looks of wild joy and greed, ready to go, just waiting for the barrier to disappear to rush in.

"Amitabha."

Fanxin chanted a Buddhist name, and her originally restless emotions also calmed down at this moment.

This sudden strange change obviously gave her a chance to think.

"Amitabha your head! Why are you shouting so loudly!"

Ye Lin was anxious on the spot; why did this broken barrier not disappear early or late, but just had to disappear at this time? Fanxin was almost about to have the words pried out of her by him just now.

That guy who suddenly shouted was really idle and had nothing to do; if the barrier disappears, it disappears, why shout, fart!

"Master Fanxin, don't pay attention to them; if it's not like that, then what is it like?"

Ye Lin tried to continue prying for information, but Fanxin obviously did not want to continue talking.

"Ye Xiehong."

Fanxin said solemnly.

"No matter where you heard this name from, please do not mention it again in the future."

"Why, duck?"

Ye Lin pestered Fanxin like a curious baby.

"Tell me, Master Fanxin; didn't you say you would know everything and say everything? Monastics don't tell lies!"

Fanxin pursed her lips and said.

"Except for matters related to this name, this poor nun will definitely know everything and say everything."

"Really?" Ye Lin blinked his eyes innocently.

"Really." Fanxin nodded solemnly.

"Then if the matter I say is something Master Fanxin cannot do, then you must tell me what that name involves, how about it?" Ye Lin asked.

"Good."

The simple Fanxin had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter and nodded gently.

"Come, Master Fanxin, can you bite your lip, pronounce with your nose, and read the number 2 out loud?" Ye Lin rubbed his hands expectantly.

Fanxin did not think much and soon followed suit.

The strange sound soon attracted the surrounding cultivators to all turn their heads to look at Fanxin, their eyes incomparably strange.

What kind of monastic is this?

Fanxin also realized something was wrong at this time and hurriedly put her hands together.

"Amitabha, what a sin, what a sin!"

Her crystalline white face turned completely red instantly, even that little bald head turned red, looking like an egg boiled in brown sugar water.

"Master Fanxin is indeed one who knows everything and says everything!" Ye Lin gave her a thumbs up.

"Ye Xiehong! Monastics should be pure in the six senses; don't make fun of this poor nun anymore!"

Fanxin looked like she was truly angry, and there was anger in her clear black eyes.

"Next time for sure."

Although Ye Lin said so, what he was thinking about was how to pry Fanxin's mouth open.

If he hadn't guessed wrong, Fan Xiu should have some relationship with the Flying Immortal Temple behind Fanxin.

*Crack crack crack. *

A burst of shattering sounds rang out.

Countless cracks appeared on the golden barrier, and accompanied by a loud *boom*, the golden barrier completely dissipated into light spots.

This loud noise was like the gunshot of a starter, and the cultivators present instantly rioted.

Su Lingjun, Gu Tianshou, and the other top sect cultivators rushed toward the ancient tomb before them first.

The disciples of the other sects were not to be outdone, and the cultivators turned into streams of light and rushed toward the ancient tomb.

A mysterious iron tomb door, dozens of zhang high, blocked everyone's way, but there was already a gap on this mysterious iron tomb door large enough for several people to pass through side by side.

Terrifying sharp sword Qi still remained on the gap; without a doubt, this must have been Su Lingjun's handiwork.

Everyone scrambled to squeeze toward that gap.

"Let's go in and take a look too."

Only after most people had entered the ancient tomb before them did Fanxin walk slowly toward the tomb door.

Very obviously, she truly had no interest in the treasures that might exist inside.

"Good."

Ye Lin also followed beside Fanxin; the so-called inheritance of a powerhouse at the Fourth Transformation of Laws was far less important to him than figuring out Fan Xiu's identity.

The originally calm tomb mansion welcomed countless uninvited guests.

They searched everywhere, digging three feet into the ground, for fear of missing any treasure.

"Amitabha..."

A look of slight sorrow appeared in Fanxin's eyes.

"How can they be like this? The one sleeping here is a respectable predecessor who dealt with the Extinction Demon Venerable for the sake of the common people of the Longevity Continent."

Fanxin walked while using her own power to repair the places that had been damaged by others.

"Master Fanxin is right; by the way, speaking of dealing with, the ancient book records that Fan Xiu also dealt with the demonic dragon for the sake of the common people of the world..."

Hearing Ye Lin mention the name Fan Xiu, Fanxin's beautiful eyebrows could not help but wrinkle together.

"Didn't we agree not to mention this name?"

"Sorry, sorry, couldn't help it."

Ye Lin chuckled, not taking it to heart at all.

He didn't believe that he couldn't pry open the mouth of a young nun like Fanxin who had not yet seen much of the world.

In the time that followed, Ye Lin tirelessly asked Fanxin various questions; after all, Fanxin said just now that as long as he didn't mention Fan Xiu, she would answer any question.

"Master Fanxin, my grandfather's birthday is April 25th, and my birthday is April 24th; he was clearly born a day later than me, so why am I the grandson?"

"Master Fanxin, a person named Zhou Yu died, and Student Zhuge Liang went to pay respects to him; but Student Zhuge Liang died, and Zhou Yu didn't go to pay respects to him—does this reflect Zhou Yu's narrow-mindedness?"

"Master Fanxin, since one minute on stage takes ten years of work off stage, why don't we just practice on stage?"

"Master Fanxin, there is a slit in my butt, it's very smelly, and it won't close; do I have a strange disease and am about to die? Can you help me take a look?"