When Yun Yi saw the monk with a split mouth, his whole body felt bad. How could he still be a compassionate monk?
This is the devil.
Moreover, the delicious and tender meat flavor mentioned by Monk Split Mouth couldn’t be him, right?
Thinking of this, Yun Yi suddenly opened his mind and even felt a little proud. He said that he had the taste of tender meat. Doesn't this mean that he was a little fresh meat?
Haha, at least I am still a little bit of meat.
At this time, Monk Split Mouth asked: "Are you a monk?"
Yun Yi pouted and said, "How dare you enter Misty Mountain if you are not a Taoist?"
"Ridiculous and ignorant."
Monk Split Mouth said with disdain: "You don't even know how big this world is. There are many kinds of things like cultivating Taoism, cultivating mysticism, cultivating demons, cultivating Buddhism, cultivating demons... There are three thousand avenues in this world, and all kinds of surprises."
It’s weird, you don’t even know.”
Yun Yi paused. Although he didn't know much, he still admitted what Monk Split Mouth said.
My own knowledge is indeed too shallow.
Immediately afterwards, Monk Split Mouth asked again: "Are you from the Nine Paths and Twelve Palaces?"
"No." Yun Yi shook his head.
Monk Split Mouth paused and exclaimed: "Is there any powerful sect outside the Nine Paths and Twelve Palaces? It's really not easy to cultivate a young man like you with such profound cultivation at such a young age.
"
Yun Yi continued to shake his head, "I am a casual cultivator."
"What?"
Monk Split Mouth looked more and more surprised. After being stunned for a while, he asked: "Are you just a casual cultivator? Or...are you a member of the Hidden Dragon Clan?"
Yun Yi thought for a while, and according to Lao Huang's words, Yun Jiuzhou should be a member of the Yinlong clan, so he said: "I should be considered a member of the Yinlong clan."
"If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not. What does it mean?"
"I don't know anyway. I only found out recently."
Yun Yi shrugged and said, "But I am also a casual cultivator, and I don't have any sect or family to support me."
"Do you think that your status as a descendant of the Yinlong clan has no effect on your practice?"
"Almost."
Yun Yi nodded. He really felt that his own practice, luck, and the existence of Old Long Aolai had a lot to do with his practice so far. As for the bloodline of the hidden dragon, he really felt that it had an impact on him.
Not very big.
"ridiculous."
Monk Split Mouth said with a mocking look: "You have no idea how terrifying the blood of the Hidden Dragon is. It can be said that people with the blood of the Hidden Dragon are born with a silver spoon in their mouths."
"You are so young but have such cultivation. It seems that the rumors are true."
"What rumors?" Yun Yi asked curiously.
Monk Split Mouth said: "There are rumors that the luck of the Three Thousand Dao Realm has begun to leak out, and those who get this great luck are people with the blood of the Yinlong Clan, so there will be all kinds of amazing talents in the Yinlong Clan next
A brilliant genius.”
"You should be the one in the Hidden Dragon clan who has such great luck, right?"
"this……"
Yun Yi was stunned.
In fact, Yun Yi had never thought about this aspect. Even though he knew that he was very lucky, even with the Tai Chi luck map, he couldn't see through his own luck. So now the monk with cracked lips suddenly said something
Yun Yi actually thinks that great luck is a very mysterious thing.
At least, I don't really feel it.
At this moment, the monk with split mouth opened his split mouth wide again.
"A cultivator from the Hidden Dragon Clan—will it taste better?"
Yun Yi suddenly felt a chill. He was chatting happily when he suddenly started talking about the taste again.
How many flavors are these?
But with the appearance of the cleft-mouthed monk now, Yun Yi felt that it would be abnormal if the monk didn't have strong taste.
At that moment, Yun Yi became vigilant and already had a sword in his hand.
Monk Split Mouth looked at Yun Yi and showed a contemptuous smile, "Among the ascetics, your level of cultivation should be regarded as a relatively top existence, right? But in our Black Buddha Way, your level of cultivation is just a joke.
."
"Black Buddha Path?"
Yun Yi was slightly stunned. Is that one of the three thousand avenues?
Seeing Yun Yi's dazed look, Monk Lizui said, "Don't you know the Black Buddha Way? The Tianxiang Temple you entered has a Buddha statue of the Black Bodhi Patriarch. The Black Buddha Way was created by the Black Bodhi Patriarch.
Come out."
Only then did Yun Yi realize that it turned out that this person from the Black Buddha Way was a follower of Black Bodhi.
Yun Yi pretended to be confused, and then said in surprise: "The ugly Buddha statue carved in the main hall of Tianxiang Temple you mentioned is the Black Bodhi Patriarch of your Black Buddha Path?"
"How dare you insult me, the founder of Black Buddhism?" Monk Split Mouth stared.
Yun Yi didn't care at all. Instead, he laughed and said, "Why did I feel familiar when I saw you? Then I remembered that the mouth of the Buddha statue was also very big. So, it's not because you are followers of the Black Buddha.
, deliberately imitating Black Bodhi and cutting the mouth bigger, right?"
"What do you know?"
Monk Split Mouth hummed and said: "This is the baptism that every Buddhist practitioner in our Black Buddha Path must undergo. Only those who have gone through the baptism of cutting their mouths can be considered a true believer in Black Buddha Path."
Yun Yi was ashamed, this is the harm that unorthodox cults bring to people, right?
Perhaps, such a mouth-cutting ceremony alone is not necessarily so cruel, but the mouth-cutting ceremony itself is not enough. This kind of thing affects a person's thinking.
Those who practice black Buddhism can basically be judged as evil demons and heretics.
"Reincarnation Killing!"
The crack-mouthed monk shouted loudly, and at this time he was approaching Yun Yi again.
Just now, Yun Yi was kicked from behind by Monk Huazui because his back was turned to him. Now that they were face to face, Yun Yi was confident enough.
"Qiang!"
With a sound, the hometown sword came out.
Because he could feel that the split-mouthed monk was not simple. He usually only used the Red Sky Sword and the Longyuan Sword when facing enemies, but now he had to choose his hometown first and chose this demigod sword.
"What a sword!"
The monk with the cracked mouth opened his mouth to smile, and the terrifying feeling filled him instantly.
Ordinary people would have been frightened seeing the grinning monk like this, but at this moment Yun Yi just looked at the grinning monk and smiled.
"you……"
Monk Split Mouth was quite proud at first, but now when he takes action, Yun Yi is not afraid at all.
This is a bit unusual.
Just when Monk Split Mouth was depressed and distracted, Yun Yi also reached out his hand.
Boom~~
There was a loud noise, and Monk Split Mouth felt a huge force suddenly fall on him. He had no room to resist.
Of course, the source of this power comes from Yun Yi.
The power of the five-clawed golden dragon. As a dragon cultivator at the same time, Yun Yi completely released this power. He pressed Monk Split Mouth to the ground and said: "Obviously, I am stronger than you who practice the Black Buddha Way. I am
Genius ascetics are different from what you imagined."