"Oh, I don't know him, I just didn't expect that he was so young." Ye Xiong said casually.

He took out a quilt from the storage ring and covered it with him, then stood up.

"Brother, thank you for helping me. I don't know what to call me?" Ye Xiong asked.

"Don't be polite, my surname is Zhu, my name is Zhu... Just call me Brother Zhu." said the fat man.

"There are so many people in the surname Zhu. If I want to find you in the future, what if I don't have a name?" Ye Xiong said.

"The name is a symbol, it doesn't matter how it is called. My surname is Zhu... My name is Wuzhi."

"Zhu Wuzhi, Zhu Wuzhi..."

This name is really bad. Ye Xiong wants to say something nice to flatter him and make him happy.

This guy, his parents have a grudge against him, right?

"Brother Zhu... Forget it, I'd better call you Fatty. It's quite friendly to call him Fatty. My surname is Lu, and my single name is Yun, and I'm a casual cultivator." Ye Xiong said a fake name.

He was going to use the name Lu Yun in the Buddhist Sect.

In the Demon Sect, the name Ye Xiong is so loud. After all, the title of No. 1 in the Youth Competition of the Sixty-Four Sects is enough for everyone to know him.

"You call me fat, then I'll call you Xiaoyun. It's quite friendly to call you."

Xiaoyun Xiaoyun!

Ye Xiongji had goosebumps, and this name called him a very positive man like a woman.

"Whatever you call me, by the way, you said before, you are from Tiandao Temple, is it true?" Ye Xiong asked curiously.

"If I have a false change, I am not only a disciple of Tiandao Temple, but also an inner disciple, and the last personal disciple accepted by the Buddha Saint."

Speaking of this, the fat man raised his head and wanted to show off.

The Buddha Saint personally teaches his disciples.

This title is indeed enough to show off in the entire Buddhist region.

As the personal disciple of the No. 1 monk in the entire Buddhism, who is not proud?

"Awesome, you can afford to be a title." Ye Xiong gave his thumbs up and was rarely flattering him.

The fat man chuckled and said, "You are not bad either. You dare to offend the three major Buddhists in front of so many people. I like your spirit. Our master said that the three major Buddhists are all a group of pedantic people. You have taught a good lesson."

The Buddha Saint said this?

Ye Xiong was a little surprised. It seemed that there were internal struggles in Buddhism due to different sects and concepts.

"I don't like those people the most. I come up and report to the sect and have three major Buddhists. I'm so awesome. I'm still beaten by me, or I'm scared by your Dadao Temple so hard that I dare not take action." Ye Xiong said with a smile.

The fat man remembered that Ye Xiong pretended to be a disciple of the Dadao Temple, which scared Duan Zhengan so much that he didn't dare to take action, and he couldn't help but become funny.

"By the way, Xiao Yunyun, will you go to the pilgrimage?" asked the fat man.

"Of course, why not?" Ye Xiong said.

"Come on, I think if you have a chance, maybe you can become my junior brother." The fat man patted his shoulder.

"Why?"

"Because... because of the inner disciples of Dadao Temple, none of them are normal."

Ye Xiong's face turned dark. At first, he thought he was praising him, but it turned out that he was scolding him.

"I'm not saying it is normal, it is abnormal in the eyes of others... You dare to challenge the authority of the three major Buddhists, dare to save the demons in public, not be afraid of offending others, have your own ideas... Anyway, you are not bad." The fat man patted his shoulder again, and then disappeared in an instant.

Very fast speed.

Before leaving, I didn't forget to pretend to be a little pussy. This little fat man is really interesting.

Ye Xiong opened a cave and carried Heiwu in, allowing him to rest well.

After Heiwu woke up, he had to ask clearly what was going on with him and why it ended up like this.

...

Two days later, Heiwu woke up and saw Ye Xiong beside him, with a strange expression in his eyes.

"Where is this? Why am I here?" Heiwu asked strangely.

"This is a Buddhist area, the mountains and forests outside Changle Town. I'll come to Buddhism to practice."

After a brief introduction, Ye Xiong got straight to the point and asked him what was going on and how he ended up like this.

Heiwu's face showed a dull look, and it took him a while to talk about his experience over the past year.

It turned out that when Ye Xiong left the sect and went to the ancient demon battlefield to practice, Hei Wu decided to look for the sect leader.

At that time, although Mo Hei had been driven away by Luo Yuemei and Hei Yu, He Yinglian felt that they would come back sooner or later. There was no opponent in the sect. Only by asking the sect leader to come back can the seventeen sects be re-shocked.

"At that time, the sect leader had lost contact and Shui Jing could not communicate. Later, I heard that the sect leader and the sect leader of several other sects went to the demon clan and were trapped in the underwater city, the evil land of the demon clan, so I went to the underwater city. Unexpectedly, when I arrived at the underwater city, it was still outside. Before I entered the interior, I was invaded by the murderous aura from outside. At that time, not only me, but also many disciples of the sect went to the underwater city, and many of them died and could not come back." Heiwu briefly said the matter.

"Since you have survived from death, why didn't you go back to the Demon Sect to ask for help, and you even ran to the Buddhist land?" Ye Xiong asked strangely.

The disciples of Buddhism hate the demon cultivators deeply. When they see one killing another, they will come here, wouldn’t they die?

"The underwater city is extremely dangerous and has a very powerful killing formation. Even the major sect masters were unable to get out of it. No one in the Demon Sect could break through. The only person who was sure to go in to save people was the Buddhist saint. I really had no choice but to come to Buddhism for help."

"Even if you ask for help, there is no need to kill people. The fat man said you have killed many Buddhist disciples, isn't it true?" Ye Xiong asked seriously.

Heiwu lowered his head guiltily and replied weakly: "I wanted to see the Buddha Saint, but I couldn't see anyone at all. I couldn't even go to Dadao Temple. So I thought, if I killed someone, Dadao Temple would be the first Buddhist temple, and I would definitely take action. Even if I was arrested, I would still see the people from Dadao Temple..."

"You are confused!" Ye Xiong stood up and said angrily: "Heiwu, although you are a disciple of the Demon Sect, I know you are not a random person to kill innocent people. I didn't expect that you are so confused and you really lost the face of the Seventeen Sects."

"Junior Brother Ye, I can't control myself, I really can't control..."

As soon as Heiwu finished speaking, his face suddenly became ferocious, he clenched his fists tightly, and his teeth were clenched, as if he was about to eat Ye Xiong.

"Junior brother, when I entered the killing formation in the underwater city, I was killed in my body and couldn't bear it at all... Junior brother, you kill me quickly!"

On Heiwu's forehead, sweat beads as big as beans came out, which was obviously very painful.

"What murderous aura, so powerful?" Ye Xiong was secretly shocked.

Leaving the killing formation, he can enter the cultivator's body, affecting the cultivator's emotions, and controlling the cultivator's murder. He has never seen this murderous aura, and he has never even heard of it. This is really horrifying.
Chapter completed!