"Ziyi? Why is Ziyi there?" at this time, even another steady looking Buddhist disciple opened his mouth and said.


    But the Buddhist old man spoke falsely and his eyes had narrowed.


    As soon as Ziyi appeared, his eyes were immediately attracted.


    "That man is really a disciple of Yinling temple!"


    "Hmm! Is it the murderer who caught the disciple of Yinling temple? After the robbery, he was seriously injured and released. He wants to swallow his essence and blood to make up for it?"


    "Hidden spirit Temple disciple!"


    "What''s going on, old bald donkey?"


    The man with long snow-white hair beside Yanwu opened his mouth again and asked Yanwu.


    This time, he ignored his words directly, and all his attention focused on that side.


    He said in his heart, "this boy, nothing can happen."


    When he said these words secretly, a mysterious force of Buddhism quietly rose on him.


    The man with long snow-white hair suddenly sensed the change of YanXu, his eyebrows gradually shrunk, followed, and then looked at the direction, the bloody body.


    "Little madman, what''s this?"


    "We''ve been out of the worst place?"


    After coming out of Xumi mountain, Ziyi glanced around and said.


    The extremely fierce place suddenly felt uncomfortable, and then fainted.


    When he woke up, he saw the purification futu and Soro magic lamp lying with him.


    He wanted to know what had happened. He wanted to see what was happening in the outside world through Xumi mountain, but he saw Shi Feng in the raging magic thunder.


    Ziyi knew that this pervert began to rob again.


    Seeing the robbery of Shi Fengdu, he entered the cultivation. A few days have passed


    "Well, it''s already out." Shi Feng nodded to him.


    Then he said, "I saw some people in your Yinling temple, so I let you out."


    "I saw it too. It''s the old man Yanwu." Ziyi also said.


    Then he said, "there''s another guy we all hate in Yinling temple."


    ……


    "Have you found out that the disciples of Yinling Temple seem to be talking to him. They look like they know each other?"


    "Well... Indeed... That exists, and I haven''t done anything to the disciples of Yinling temple.


    That is to say, although the fierce object is very fierce, the disciple of Yinling temple has won the favor of the fierce object? "


    "Look! The disciple of Yinling Temple seems to be laughing when talking to that man. It''s true!"


    ……


    Seeing the strange appearance of Ziyi, he looked at the people on the other side and said one after another.


    At this time, the steady looking disciple of Yinling Temple frowned and asked:


    "Martial uncle, do you think Ziyi has been bewitched by that evil thing? He has lost his nature?"


    "This boy... Doesn''t look like him," Yan said.


    This time, he didn''t say "nonsense".


    Then he said, "the man in front of him is really like a man!


    Perhaps Ziyi met an extraordinary strong man in the hidden world.


    Let''s go and have a look. "


    "Past?" the disciple suddenly changed his face.


    "Well, what are you afraid of? Martial uncle, let''s go, let''s go." the fat Buddhist disciple said so.


    Then they saw Yan''s body take the lead and fly to the other side.


    "Martial uncle, wait for me. It''s agreed to be together." the fat disciple immediately made a noise at the sight of his arrogance.


    Seeing that both of them had passed, the calm looking Buddhist disciple followed and moved to the other side.


    "Little madman, what happened at that time? I remember you and the Holy Lord of heaven entered that cemetery. As a result... As a result... I can''t remember at all."


    Ziyi seems to be trying to recall, but whatever he thinks, that memory is a blank, and he can''t think of it.


    "Don''t think about it. Your memory has been erased by ghosts. I''m afraid I won''t remember it with your cultivation." Shi Feng said to him.


    "Heavenly ghost!" and as soon as he heard the word "heavenly ghost", he changed his face and shouted:


    "You''ve seen the ghost! No, it should be. We''ve all seen the ghost?


    What happened after that? How did we survive?


    And how did I get my purification futu and Soro magic lamp back?


    Is it the God of the end of heaven who has become powerful? "


    "Don''t ask any more. Some things you know are not good for you," said Shi Feng.


    Then he said, "here comes the people from Yinling temple."


    "I feel it," Ziyi said.


    Then he turned around slightly, looked at the flying Yanwu and the two Buddhist disciples, and only heard him shout:


    "Old bald donkey, I haven''t seen you for a long time!"


    ……


    Ziyi''s cry echoed, and everyone in this world immediately heard it. Their faces changed immediately.


    "Talk nonsense, old bald donkey?"


    "Did you hear that the little Buddhist monk called the Buddhist master yanwang an old bald donkey?"


    "Hmm! This man... I thought he was abnormal before. It seems that he was really bewitched by the murderer and lost his nature!"


    "In the words of Buddhism, the little monk should have entered the devil''s way!"


    ……


    "This guy is still so rude!" the calm middle-aged disciple said unhappily when he heard Ziyi''s cry.


    "Ha ha." the fat disciple laughed and said, "this guy has always been like this. Haven''t we been used to it for a long time.


    Right, martial uncle Yanwu. "


    Yan Xu slowly opened his mouth: "it''s just a title. You don''t have to stick to it!"


    "Well, you have a good conversation with them, and I''ll recover from my injury here." Shi Feng said to Ziyi.


    At this moment, he was not afraid of anyone to make trouble.


    He had already sensed that Leng Aoyue in Xumi mountain had already woke up. Just now, he had communicated with Leng Aoyue and only recovered from his injury and asked him to secretly protect the Dharma for himself in Xumi mountain.


    To say that we should pay attention now, only the Holy Lord of the empty and mysterious holy land, Xuanji!


    More than ten days ago, Shi Feng came here, and the black Thunder Dragon came with him.


    He was about to devour all the six martial artists. As a result, the mystery offered his empty Xuanshen cup. Unexpectedly... He was run away by this guy again.


    The other five people, including Wuji, another extremely powerful man, finally died in the black Thunder Dragon. Even Wuji has been blown to pieces by black thunder!


    ……


    After Shi Feng said that to Ziyi, he crossed his knees in the void and quietly entered the recovery state.


    At this time, the three people who flew to this side have arrived.


    Yan Xu opened his mouth to Ziyi, looked at the stone Maple covered with blood, closed his eyes and crossed his knees, and asked, "Ziyi, who is this benefactor?"