Shou Ye...
This was the first time that Xu Xiaoshou heard such a strange name from someone other than Xu Xiaoji.
Did this thing spread its own notoriety under the light of the Saint Slave, and under the promotion of someone?
The key point is that it is a bit unrealistic to tell it from the mouth of a Taixu.
Of course, what is even more unrealistic is that Taixu is kneeling in front of him now!
"What's going on..."
Xu Xiaoshou put his hand on his temple, feeling dizzy.
In less than half a day since he broke through the throne, two Taixu have already worshiped him with their own agendas.
Compared with Li Fugui's groveling, Zhu Yiyi clearly stated his purpose.
This time, Xu Xiaoshou finally understood the reason why he felt something was wrong with the way Zhu Yiyi looked at him from the very beginning.
"Why do you want to join the Saint Slave?" Xu Xiaoshou was full of curiosity.
At this moment, the wind was blowing coldly, and there was something strange in Li Fugui's eyes when he looked at Zhu Yiyi.
Saint slaves are not a very noble force.
As the Eight Masters formally declare war with the Holy Temple, the peace of the Holy Slaves in the past will surely be broken.
Xu Xiaoshou was even prepared to die one by one among the saint slaves he knew.
And at the cusp of the storm, Zhu Yiyi actually asked for permission to join the Holy Slave.
Does he intend to enjoy no blessings and bear all the suffering?
Regarding whether a person can be approved to join the Saint Slave, Xu Xiaoshou has not yet obtained the approval of the Eight Masters.
But he still has a Eight-Character Order in his pocket, and the Eight-Character Masters value him very much...
When necessary, it’s not too much to nod or shake your head on behalf of the Eight Masters, right?
Zhu Yiyi's eyes were hot and pious, and he didn't care about the other people present. He seemed to just want to seize this opportunity.
"I have been preparing to join the Saint Slaves all my life!"
"I inherited the Golden Gate magic in the Southern Territory just to regain the former glory of the Golden Gate."
"I think, with this honor, no one in the world can help me, but the Holy Slave can!"
"I have been to many places, including the Central Region, the Northern Region, and now the Eastern Region. I have been looking for the Saint Slaves, but I have never been able to find them."
"I can see Master Shou here today. I think maybe my dream will come true."
Feng Xiaose frowned upon hearing this.
Logically speaking, a spiritual refiner who was born and raised in the Southern Territory should not have such high regard for the Saint Slave.
The Holy Slave is an organization in the Eastern and Central Regions, and the influence of the Eighth Sword Immortal has radiated to the sinful soil of the Southern Region, but it is already very small.
As for the Xuyue Gray Palace, as the overlord of the Southern Territory, talents like Zhu Yiyi don't think about it, but they choose to join the Saint Slave as the next best option?
Feng Xiaose said he didn't understand.
In fact, as soon as Zhu Yiyi's "Golden Gate Technique" came out, he suddenly realized that maybe this guy had inherited a genuine technique from his ancestor.
This can be seen from Zhu Yiyi's previous abilities.
As for a Taixu who tries to join the Saint Slave, unless his brain is kicked by a donkey, he must have a clear understanding of his own combat power.
What Zhu Yiyi showed may not be one ten thousandth of what he did!
Xu Xiaoshou could naturally deduce what Feng Xiaose was thinking.
He looked at the man kneeling in front of him, hesitated briefly, then shook his head and said:
"Everyone can say high-sounding things, but the Holy Slave is not anyone's tool."
"You want to use it to achieve a certain personal goal that is unique to you. I think from this starting point, you have failed."
"I'll give you another chance to speak human words!"
There were stars twinkling in Zhu Yiyi's eyes. He also just came up with the topic once and wanted to see the attitude of Saint Slave Xu Xiaoshou.
He is very satisfied with this attitude now, at least the Holy Slave is not asking for people randomly.
"I want to kill Guizhe Holy Mountain!"
Zhu Yiyi's true answer was so shocking that it made Li Fugui extremely shocked.
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes suddenly lit up. You are not only the goal of the Holy Slave, but also the purpose of the First Floor in Heaven!
"Why?"
"for freedom!"
Zhu Yiyi raised his head, his eyes burning.
Xu Xiaoshou grinned. This was exactly what he and Bazun knew wanted.
He vaguely understood what Zhu Yiyi was thinking.
"Go on." Xu Xiaoshou's expression returned to indifference.
Zhu Yiyi glanced at the people beside him from the corner of his eye, gritted his teeth and said solemnly:
"There are too many sanctimonious people in the Holy Temple! Their justice is only relative to the justice of most weak people who pose no threat to them."
"For the strong, those who cannot be absorbed will be obliterated."
"How many geniuses are there in the five regions of the mainland? But 99% of the geniuses have been restrained by the Holy Temple. They dare not come forward, cannot come forward, cannot come forward!"
"Even canonization..."
Zhu Yiyi shook his head, and the light in his eyes dimmed, "The half-saint is imprisoned in a corner. I think even a more mature Taixu can see this."
"Do you want to break through this shackles?" Xu Xiao was asked.
"Not just me, everyone wants it!" Zhu Yiyi said loudly and continued:
"But there is nothing we can do. The Holy Temple controls 99% of the path to canonization."
"Nowadays, almost no one in this continent can resist, and the only ones who can challenge the Holy Temple directly are you, the Holy Slaves!"
"I don't know the outcome of your resistance, but if there is such a group of people fighting for true freedom, I think I should be one of them."
Xu Xiaoshou narrowed his eyes.
Perhaps, this is what the Eight Masters expect to see after officially declaring war on the Holy Temple?
There are too many oppressors who are alone and unable to resist, so they need a leader to lead them on such a path.
But they are all suppressed geniuses, and no one is convinced by anyone.
There may be resistance and organizations in various places, but small channels cannot create a big trend and cannot merge into a vast ocean.
Looking at the overall situation, a plate is distributed everywhere, and it seems that there is no leader.
The Eight Masters know the difference!
Just the three words "Eight Masters" are enough to make everyone admire him.
Therefore, he dared to use the Holy Slave as an intermediary to directly shoulder the burden and point the way for such a small group of oppressed people in the five regions of the mainland.
"snort!"
Feng Xiaose listened to Zhu Yiyi's words in silence, with a look of displeasure on his face.
But surprisingly, he did not refute Zhu Yiyi's words that disparaged the other forces except the Holy Slaves.
Xuyue Gray Palace is different from Saint Slave in that it is very powerful.
Or to put it another way, it has become very bloated!
Xuyue Gray Palace can be roughly divided into two factions: the conservative faction and the warring faction.
Feng Xiaose is a member of the War Faction. The goal of the War Faction is roughly the same as that of the Holy Slaves, both of which are to resist the Holy Temple.
But the details are different.
The main war faction in the Xu Yue Gray Palace only resisted the red-clad oppressors who targeted the ghost beasts.
To be continued...