Ye Qingyun knows the truth of slow water and long-lasting flow.
To stabilize this monkey, you have to temper his temperament.
The more impatient and curious he is, the safer he will be here.
At least.
The monkey probably won't do anything to him until he finishes telling his story.
Demon King Qitian did not dare to force Ye Qingyun, so he had no choice but to promise to come back to listen to the story in three months.
Just when Ye Qingyun thought the monkey was leaving.
But he saw Qitian Demon King looking at the peach on the tree again.
It seems that I want to do two more.
Ye Qingyun smiled.
He was also very generous, picking a basket of peaches and giving them to Demon King Qitian.
"You can take it home and eat it."
Demon King Qitian looked at the basket of peaches and scratched his head.
"Actually, I want to know why the peaches here are so delicious?"
Ye Qingyun was startled.
He also scratched his head.
"Well, I don't know for sure. I've also eaten the peaches from the mountain market, and they're definitely not as delicious as the ones I grow here."
"It's probably due to the soil and water. The soil and water here are better."
Ye Qingyun really didn't know the reason. After thinking about it, he could only attribute it to water and soil.
The water and soil in Fuyun Mountain are really good.
It can be seen from the fruits and vegetables he planted in his yard.
Whatever you plant can grow.
There is no such thing as a plant that cannot survive.
Even some out-of-season things can be grown out of the blue.
This surprised Ye Qingyun.
To prevent him from building a tent.
"Water and soil?"
Naturally, Demon King Qitian did not understand this statement.
He looked at the basket of peaches, and suddenly an idea came to him.
"I will also grow one from peach stones when I go back."
Ever since he ate the peaches from Ye Qingyun, how could Demon King Qitian eat ordinary peaches?
Are those things for monkeys to eat too?
He didn't want to have to come to Fuyun Mountain again if he wanted to eat peaches.
So I might as well try to grow one myself.
What if they taste the same?
Doesn’t that mean that I will have more peaches to eat in the future?
Just thinking about it makes me happy.
"Son!"
at this time.
Huikong, who was riding the Canglu Demon Lord, also hurried back.
Demon Lord Canglu was already so tired that he was about to collapse.
In order to rush back as soon as possible, he worked extremely hard and pushed his lifelong skills to the extreme.
The speed of Canglu Demon Lord is enough to rank among the top three among the nine demon lords.
But even so.
Still a lot slower.
Seeing Huikong come back alive, Ye Qingyun was also very happy.
He thought Huikong was gone.
Take a look now.
This guy is pretty good.
And he was riding a flying deer.
At first glance, it looks like a monster.
Although I am a little confused, why did Huikong come back riding a monster beast?
But as long as the person is still alive, that's fine.
Qitian Demon King turned to look at Huikong, or to be precise, he looked at Canglu Demon Lord under Huikong.
"You worthless thing, come here and die immediately!"
Demon Lord Canglu turned pale in horror.
Huikong's expression also changed drastically.
"Monster King Qitian, Demon Lord Canglu has surrendered to Buddhism, and now he is Xulu, a disciple of Buddhism. You must not do whatever you want!"
Demon King Qitian revealed a ferocious smile.
"Buddhism? What I hate the most is Buddhism. That Buddhist disciple back then was cunning and hateful. If he hadn't deceived me and let me fall into his trap, how could I have been suppressed for five hundred years?"
"Buddhist people are all a bunch of extremely hateful bastards!"
As soon as these words came out, Huikong's face turned extremely ugly.
The Demon King Qi Tian pointed his golden stick at the Canglu Demon Lord.
"If you still have some backbone as a demon clan, roll in front of me immediately and let me send you on your way with a stick!"
The Canglu Demon Lord trembles like chaff.
Where do you dare to go?
If this passes, it will be a dead end.
"Master!"
Canglu Demon Lord immediately looked at Huikong with eyes pleading for help.
Huikong was also worried and could only look at Ye Qingyun with eyes asking for help.
Ye Qingyun: "???"
What the hell are you looking at me for?
What can I do?
Ye Qingyun's eyes immediately wandered and he looked straight at the sky.
"Well, today there are dark clouds and strong sunshine. The weather is good."
What does the immortality of the Canglu Demon Lord have to do with him?
Ye Qingyun is too lazy to meddle in other people's business.
Seeing that Ye Qingyun ignored it, Huikong became even more anxious.
He stood directly in front of Demon Lord Canglu and looked directly at Demon King Qitian without any fear.
"If you want to kill Xulu, you should first step over the body of the poor monk."
"okay!"
How could Demon King Qitian talk nonsense with him? He just hit Huikong on the head with a stick.
Huikong had no time to react.
Even if he had time, he wouldn't be able to block Qitian Demon King's stick.
Just hear a bang.
Huikong disappeared on the spot.
To be precise, he was beaten to pieces by this stick.
Drifting away in the wind.
Died on the spot.
Ye Qingyun's expression changed drastically.
Huikong was actually beaten to death.
And it was directly beaten to ashes.
Now it's over.
Only then did Ye Qingyun deeply realize how cruel the Demon King Qitian was.
Demon King Qitian had swung his stick at him several times before, but he never made any move.
If this was true, I'm afraid he would have been beaten to ashes long ago.
"Huikong, Huikong, why do you think you are so stubborn?"
Ye Qingyun felt sad for a while.
At any rate, Huikong has known him for such a long time.
As a result, Ye Qingyun was beaten to the point where there was no body left in front of his eyes, so Ye Qingyun was naturally very sad.
"They want to kill that deer. You have to rush to die. Aren't you just tired of living a bad life by playing this trick with this monkey?"
"It's fine now. You're completely dead. What's the point?"
"Huikong, don't expect me to avenge you."
"The most I can do is go to your Shaolin Temple, pick up a few cassocks you wore, and then build a tomb for you."
"When it's a festival, I'll burn some paper for you as a tribute."
"By the way, Huikong, you are a monk. When you die, you should go see the Buddha. It seems of no use if I burn paper money for you."
"Then why don't I burn some Buddhist scriptures for you so that you can recite the scriptures at the Buddha's place?"
...
Demon King Qitian dealt with Huikong, and then looked at Demon Lord Canglu.
Demon Lord Canglu was already in a state of sluggishness at this moment.
His face was blank.
Demon King Qitian directly raised his stick and brought it down heavily towards Demon Lord Canglu.
At this critical moment.
A golden light emerged out of thin air.
Buzz!!!
The golden light turned into a human figure, once again blocking the way of Demon King Qitian.
This golden light is clearly Huikong, who was beaten to ashes just now.
This scene made everyone present stunned.
"Oh my god! Is it haunted?"
Ye Qingyun almost jumped up.
Huikong appears again.
But at this moment, he looked completely different from before.
From the inside to the outside, the whole body is filled with golden brilliance.
The pure and rich Buddhist energy continuously emerges from Huikong's body.
Especially behind Huikong, a huge swastika Buddha seal is clearly visible.
And it's turning slowly.
Huikong was dressed in a white monk's robe, with gold in it and dazzling light.
"Amitabha!"
A Buddha's chant resounded throughout Fuyun Mountain.