The strong from the wild

Proceed with caution?

Liu Yi smiled lightly, and didn't bother to pay any attention to the gloomy monk. He just thought in his heart: "The so-called mixed fish and dragons are probably just lies. The real purpose of this Yaochi sect is probably to find out about the relationship between me and the little nun. I want to know the whereabouts of little nun Hui Lin! After all, little nun Hui Lin personally destroyed the chance of becoming a god of the Hengshan Devil Emperor, and she has a good understanding of the means of stealing the way to become a god. These people don’t want to learn this method of becoming a god. , keep it for your future use..."

"Even if little nun Hui Lin can't be found, they can use this excuse to protect us and make us owe him favors."

"I'm afraid that the Yaochi sect has already doubted my identity as Hu Tutu and the name of Huilin's little nun Cuihua."

"Once they know the identity of little nun Hui Lin, even if they may not be able to find out the truth about becoming a god by stealing the way, they can use the reputation of little nun Hui Lin to strengthen their reputation in the Yaochi Zhanmeng!"

Many thoughts appeared in Liu Yi's mind.

Liu Yi already has a deep understanding of the so-called prestige.

Back then in Qiongyu Land, Xuantianzong relied on the prestige of the world's largest sect to overwhelm all sects in the world, and justifiably occupied many famous mountains, great rivers, and Lingshan Taoist temples.

Once the monks in the world know that Ling Wanjian is trapped, and Daoxuanzong takes the opportunity to challenge Xuantianzong, causing Xuantianzong's reputation as the number one in the world to be damaged, those casual cultivators and small sect monks who are not ranked and have little strength, They were able to blatantly capture Xuantianzong's famous mountains and rivers.

The word prestige seems to be illusory, but it is very important.

When Liu Yi fought against the Queen of the Black Prison, he raised his sword and ruled the world.The attitude of the monks in the world towards Xuantianzong immediately changed, and they were willing to throw their heads and blood for a mere "vote for fame"...

"Little nun Huilin..."

Liu Yi muttered softly, then turned to look at Hui Lin.

He had already set up a soundproof formation around him, people in the formation could hear the sound outside the formation, but those outside the formation could not hear the sound inside the formation.Liu Yi is in the formation, and he is not afraid of being overheard.

"what?"

Little nun Hui Lin looked at Liu Yi with great displeasure, and immediately closed her eyes.

"I'll tell you something."

Liu Yi sat up solemnly, pointed to Master Wanfeng who was paying homage to the ice crystal jade pillar in the distance, and said, "If you tell these people that you are Master Hui Lin, these people will definitely salute you." With all due respect, even the position of leader of the Yaochi Zhanmeng may be given to you."

Hui Lin replied angrily: "My Buddhist disciples have no desires, what's the use of being the leader?"

"you're not feeling OK?"

Liu Yi smiled and said: "If I hadn't protected you these days, you would have been ruined by someone. As a monk and nun in Zhumo Temple, you should know etiquette and etiquette. Why do you treat your savior like this?" indifferent?"

"Where am I indifferent?"

The little nun Huilin looked a little angry, and pushed Wen Yingkong, who was supported by her, into Liu Yi's arms, and said angrily: "Do you want to be like this demon girl, snuggling in your arms every day, letting you touch and hold her?" Using your thigh as a pillow, and opening your mouth to bite your face, is this considered enthusiasm?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Liu Yi laughed dumbfounded, and said, "I won't touch her casually after that, okay?"

"It's none of my business whether you touch her or not?"

Little nun Hui Lin turned her head away, took a deep breath, then turned her head, and muttered: "Amitabha, I have committed a sin. The Buddha is merciful, please forgive me for my crime of greed, hatred and ignorance..."

Greed, hatred, and ignorance are the three precepts of Buddhism, no greed, no anger, and no obsession.

Above the Yaochi, the bells and drums are already ringing.

Many musical instruments crackled.

There is the sound of flute and flute, which can be heard endlessly.

From the main hall where Reverend Xiaofeng disappeared, a group of monks broke through the haze and mist, and flew to Reverend Wanfeng, blowing and beating, playing ritual music.

After a chime was struck, it was carried to the side of the ice crystal jade pillar by the big tortoise with four limbs.

Ding!

Thinking about the chime, many musical instruments burst out with inspiration, shining on the ice crystal jade pillar.

The 300-meter-high ice crystal jade pillar is like a curtain, and there is a scene inside. In the picture, a woman is holding a golden hairpin from Yaochi and dancing.

There are also blue sky and white clouds in the picture.

The woman's body is majestic, and the circles of thunder are like jade belts, wrapping around the woman's body, converging into thunder halos one after another, flowing up and down.

"That's the Holy Mother of Yaochi..."

Little nun Huilin seemed to be in a better mood, pointing at the picture of the ice crystal jade pillar, pouted her lips at Liu Yi, and said, "The Holy Mother of Yaochi is the founder of the Yaochi sect. Like a master, she never came back. It is rumored that the most powerful method of the Holy Mother of Yaochi is the supernatural power of divining stars, which was used by the Yaochi faction to make the Hengshan Devil Emperor return in defeat..."

When little nun Hui Lin spoke, the picture in the ice crystal jade pillar had already changed.

The Holy Mother of Yaochi was singing and laughing in the picture, and suddenly pointed her hands to the sky, and the golden hairpin flying outside the mask of the formation also suddenly changed.

The phantom figure of the Saintess of Yaochi actually appeared under the golden hairpin.

Her phantom was thousands of meters high, like a statue of a god, she slowly raised her white arm like a lotus root, and held the golden hairpin.

Buzz!

With a soft sound, the golden hairpin rapidly grew in size, like a paintbrush, with a length of [-] meters, drawing a golden arc towards the bright starry sky.

In the center of the sky full of stars, it seems that a Milky Way has appeared!

As soon as the Milky Way appeared, it divided the sky into north and south halves, and all the stars moved together, either heading south or north, flying rapidly.

An empty silver river appeared in the center of the starry sky.

Dividing the stars with God's supernatural power actually manifested a Milky Way, dividing the entire starry sky into two halves!

At this moment, even Wen Yingkong, the head of the Heavenly Slaughter Hall, was dumbfounded, and murmured: "I have seen this supernatural power before when I followed His Majesty the Devil Emperor to attack the Yaochi sect. Now I see it again. The seat is as amazing as ever. In the heavens and worlds, there are countless monks, but among my countless female monks, how many of them can compare with the Holy Mother of Yaochi, who can break through the starry sky with their own strength?"

As for the fact that the Holy Mother of Yaochi cultivated to become a god, Wen Yingkong didn't say anything about it.

Could it be that in her opinion, she would also go away as a god like the Holy Mother of Yaochi?

Liu Yi took a fixed look at Wen Yingkong, and suddenly found that this woman had somewhat similar demeanor to Cui Siqi.This kind of heroic woman, whose heroism is not weaker than that of ordinary men, has more or less similar personalities.

In the distance in the sky, the real immortal standing in the sky in the Temple of Heavenly Slaughter also raised his head, staring solemnly at the galaxy that was divided into two halves in the sky, his eyes were trembling!

"The sky is full of stars, originally located in the endless starry sky, they are all stars."

Liu Yijian frowned, stood up abruptly, stared at the golden hairpin in the sky, his heart was startled, and he thought to himself: "Could it be that this supernatural power of splitting the stars is really relying on one's own power to turn the endless sky full of stars into everything?" Pushed north and south?"

[Author's digression]: The achievements of Xianggong's books have never been considered very good.

When writing a book, I have many concerns, whether readers and friends like it, and whether it suits the taste of the public.

After a minor illness, I lay in bed thinking about something.

Think it, now 150 million words.Those who can follow Xianggong to the present should have adapted to Xianggong's writing style.

So, instead of thinking about it and being timid, it's better to be your true self.

Readers and friends who have been following Xianggong, congratulations, and worry for you.

The rhythm of Xianggong's plot is swaying, even I am afraid!

The big era of this book is coming!