The strong from the wild

As soon as this person spoke, someone said: "Although I am not a monk at the Demon Killing Temple, I know a little about the monks in the Demon Killing Temple. Master Wufeng is famous all over the world, and his disciple is only Master Hui Lin. I have never heard As I said, Master Wufeng has other disciples besides Master Hui Lin. I don’t know when this friend Cuihua came to worship Master Wufeng..."

It was reasonable for one person to inquire about the chance of the Devil Emperor Hengshan becoming a god earlier.

But the person behind was questioning Hui Lin's identity.

Although Hui Lin is a disciple of Buddhism, she doesn't have the calm heart that a high-ranking Buddhist monk should have. She stared at the person who asked the question coldly, and said, "My master, although there is only Senior Sister Hui Lin as a disciple , but there are quite a few unnamed disciples. It’s just that our senior brothers usually hide in the temple to practice, and their identities are unknown. Could it be that as my master, when we accept the disciples of the sect, we need to notify you? Could it be that in your capacity, Are you qualified to come to my Demon Execution Temple and participate in the Apprentice Ceremony when my master accepts disciples?"

The agate identity card was held by Hui Lin in her hand.

As soon as this card was played, that person immediately kept silent.

As for the matter about the chance of the Hengshan Devil Emperor becoming a god that was asked earlier, Hui Lin also took this opportunity to avoid talking about it, and didn't bother to pay attention to this person.

When the little nun sat cross-legged on the futon, kept silent and closed her eyes tightly, she also had a bit of the solemn demeanor of a Buddhist disciple Baoxiang.

The long eyelashes were trembling slightly.

This means that little nun Hui Lin's heart is not as solemn and solemn as her demeanor.

Liu Yi hugged Wen Yingkong and sat cross-legged on a futon, looking very warm and sweet.

Hui Lin glanced at Liu Yi secretly, her expression was a little annoyed, and she immediately said to Liu Yi via voice transmission: "Be honest! Don't be cuddling and messing around like this! You are also a disciple of the Demon Execution Temple. They all represent the face of my Demon Killing Temple. If you do this again, you will ruin the reputation of my Demon Killing Temple!"

"I'm not a disciple of the Demon Killing Temple, what does the reputation of the Demon Killing Temple have to do with me?"

Liu Yi replied casually, not caring about Hui Lin's suggestion at all, and actually hugged Wen Yingkong even tighter.There were also many monks around who came to greet Liu Yi, and exchanged a few casual greetings. Liu Yi said to everyone, "I am Hu Tutu, a disciple of the Demon Execution Temple. Fellow Daoists, you are very polite..."

Sure enough, he wouldn't be reconciled if he didn't lose the reputation of Zhumo Temple.

The little nun Hui Lin became more and more angry, and she used the method of sound transmission and said in a deep voice: "Stop messing around!"

Liu Yi turned around and looked at Hui Lin, "What is it?"

Little nun Hui Lin blushed slightly, staring at Liu Yi's palm on Wen Yingkong's waist, and replied, "It's what you are doing now, doing this, doing that..."

Do this?

Do that?

What the hell?

With a wicked smile on his face, Liu Yi stared at Hui Lin intently.

snort!

Hui Lin became angry from embarrassment, and gave Liu Yi a hard look, refusing to speak to Liu Yi again.

The surrounding monks were also lively, either in twos or threes, or gathered in a group, talking loudly, and some people stood in the crowd and gave speeches, talking about how to attack the forces under the Hengshan Devil Emperor's seat, how to make the Hengshan Devil Emperor sit down in the three halls Overthrow, from now on he will be the master of his own country, and will no longer be oppressed by the Devil Emperor Hengshan.

If the strength of the Devil Emperor Hengshan is overthrown, there will be a power vacuum in the Hengshan territory.

How to distribute the seized Lingshan Dojo, how to divide up the magic treasure and property, how to divide the sphere of influence... These things are all in the discussion of the people.

Liu Yi listened silently, thinking in his heart: "Although the Hengshan Devil Emperor is trapped, the strength of the three halls is still there. Although these people formed the Yaochi War League together, they have never been with the Hengshan Devil Emperor. The monks fought a battle. They didn't even know the outcome, they just wanted to distribute the benefits..."

The sun shines down from the nine heavens, shining on the surface of Yaochi Lake.

The colorful clouds criss-cross and shuttle among the many palaces and towers.

Surrounded by a circle of mountains, like a wall, surrounding the Yaochi.

To put it more elegantly, this place is like a bright mirror, hanging high in the clouds and mist, with boundless autumn water and infinite scenery.

To put it vulgarly, it is like a big black pot with a radius of tens of miles, and the middle is filled with ten miles of pot water...

Whether it is an elegant statement or a vulgar one, it means that the place where the fairyland is located is very conspicuous.

Where it is conspicuous, it will naturally attract attention.

The Heavenly Slaughter Hall's pursuit of little nun Hui Lin has never stopped.

Every one or two days, there will be a wave of monks chasing after him.

Previously, Liu Yi had taken action personally, exterminating the cultivators of the Heavenly Slaughter Hall, killing people and seizing treasures.

Today, I am in the Yaochi faction, and there are many monks who want to resist the Hengshan Devil Emperor.Liu Yi suddenly wanted to use the hands of these people to resist the monks who came chasing down from the Heavenly Slaughter Hall.

During this period of time, more than [-] immortals from the Heavenly Slaughter Hall died in the hands of Liu Yi.The cultivators of the Heavenly Slaughter Palace at the Human Immortal level are almost extinct, and almost all the remaining ones are masters at the True Immortal level.

Liu Yi originally wanted to repeat the old trick and kill the real immortal masters who came after him with drunken mist and fire, but now he was invited to Yaochi by Master Xiaofeng, but he wanted to take this opportunity to test the Yaochi faction strength.

"If the Yaochi faction is too weak, even true immortals can't stop it, then naturally it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. If the Yaochi faction is powerful, then you might as well stay here for a few more days."

Liu Yi's eyes brightened, and he thought in his heart: "Since these people have established a war alliance, they will sooner or later sit down and fight with the Devil Emperor Hengshan. It is better to fight early than late. Since you want to stand up and become the master, you have to do it." Bloodshed and sacrifice! If you want the happiness of the sect, you must experience the pain of the sect! If the two sides fight in one place, they will surely be killed or injured, and many monks will die in battle. I just take this opportunity to nourish the three-foot willow tree."

Of the nine branches, only half of them are covered with leaves.

Only one eighteenth of this luxuriant process has been completed.

Planting trees has not been successful, and this matter still needs to be worked hard.

The red sun gradually moves westward, and the sun sets.

Wen Yingkong was sealed by Liu Yi's spell, and the smell of wine in his body could not be resolved. He leaned softly on Liu Yi's body, but the anger in his eyes never dissipated.

It's just that she didn't have the strength to raise her head, so she could only lower her head and lean on Liu Yi's chest. The other monks couldn't detect her angry eyes at all.

"Little Kongkong, tonight, it's time for your Heavenly Slaughter Temple monks to come after you again."

Liu Yi raised Wen Yingkong's chin, smiled slightly, and said lightly: "The ones sent this time should be masters at the level of true immortals. I don't know if a mere true immortal and dozens of monks in the pure yang realm can fight in Yaochi Meng fought a bloody path and arrested little nun Hui Lin..."

[Author's Digression]: It's almost healed, the nose is no longer stuffy, but I still feel a little chilly.

Some coughing, a little discomfort in the respiratory tract.

In just two days, he will recover.

One more chapter first, and one more chapter left.

Staying up late to code words when I have a cold, it is really slow to recover.The man who was so hard-pressed by Xianggong, the man who was buried in the soil and wanted to stand up, almost fell down.

I really want to shout: Demacia!In the tower in!

(Author's digressions are not included in the text count)