"...However, Cui Ying'er's brother is Cui Hu, the third generation of the Hidden Sect and a well-respected genius martial artist.
In order to prevent the instability of people's hearts, the boss set up the so-called fairy fruit trap to frame Cui Hu.
In order to convince his men, or to have a backup plan in the future, he did not kill Cui Hu, but imprisoned him in the murals of Yeguo Temple.
In his opinion, it should be foolproof.
But he never expected that a white horse would fall from the sky, trample through the mural, and rescue Cui Hu and others."
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In front of the inn, Zhou Yi told the story of the Cui brothers and sisters.
His tone was neither slow nor urgent, but he was quite emotional in his heart.
After coming out of Wenhe County, I have really changed a lot.
Usually when encountering these things, you should avoid them whenever you can, and hide as far away as possible.
But now... I can only say that the temptation of green smoke is everywhere, smoking is addictive, and it smells so good.
But thanks to Master Dan Ming, he used his own life to cast spells and concealed the secret for himself.
At this moment, when Zhou Yi was facing Cui Ying'er, he could sense another hidden aura, which was overflowing from the bottom of Cui Ying'er's empty eyes, like a gaze cast from the air.
Apparently a spy from the Zombie Controller.
But there was a force of ambition that blocked this aura and blocked the investigation of Zhou Yi.
Soon the breath shrank back.
It seems that the other party is also aware that some kind of mutation, or "breakthrough" is happening to the zombie Cui Ying'er controlled by him.
So he couldn't take care of himself as a "mysterious person" who was not in his calculations.
Zhou Yizheng was thinking about it when a look of shock, gratitude, and surprise came from the side.
"Is it possible that you are the immortal who sent the immortal horse to rescue us that day?"
"No no...it's a holy monk!"
Feng Zhong, Shen Luoyan, and Wei Zishan have already reacted.
They are able to achieve what they have achieved today because they are naturally bright-minded people.
Regardless of his injuries, he knelt down and kowtowed to Zhou Yi.
"The villain Feng Zhong vows to die to repay the saint monk's life-saving grace. In the future, he is willing to go to the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of fire for the saint monk!"
"It must be a trap set by old man Ma! He used Cui Ying'er as bait to trap and kill us! But with the holy monk here, this old man can't make any trouble at all!"
"That old man is an alien. Wei Zishan, how can you compare the old man with the holy monk? Wouldn't it be an insult to the holy monk!"
The three of them clung to their last breath and used their last remaining strength to express their gratitude to Zhou Yi and sing praises!
Zhou Yi lowered his head and looked at the three people kneeling beside his feet, clasping his hands together and chanting the Buddha's name loudly.
"Amitabha, the bodies of the three donors have been destroyed and their energy channels have been cut off. It's time to get on the road."
The bodies of the three of them were shocked.
"What does this mean, holy monk?"
"Holy Monk...are you not going to save us?"
"Don't monks always have compassion? You can't just die without saving someone!"
He looked at the three people's increasingly ferocious looks and their postures of rushing toward him.
Zhou Yi was neither angry nor evasive, and still had a warm and amiable smile.
"Amitabha, several benefactors have taken pictures. The so-called people who help themselves and those who are helped by heaven cannot just think about it temporarily. What's more, it was just a misunderstanding that day. To be honest, the monk really never thought about saving you."
Hearing this, Feng Zhong, Shen Luoyan and Wei Zishan's expressions changed drastically. They could no longer suppress their vicious natures and jumped up, charging towards Zhou Yi fiercely.
But before they could get closer, they saw a monster with one leg and a bull's head suddenly grew in size.
Like a small building, it stands in front of the monk.
"Bold devil! You are still so stubborn after death! Do you really want to lose your soul and become that invisible and sexless creature?"
Only then did Shen Luoyan realize that he was floating in the air.
She looked down and saw a woman with half of her shoulder and arm missing, covered in blood, prostrate in the corner of the monk's snow-white robe, her breath already gone.
"Then...that's me? I'm...dead?"
Shen Luoyan was stunned. At this time, a faint sound of bells came from the distance.
"No……"
Her soul body trembled slightly and flew into the distance uncontrollably.
"Is that me? Am I actually dead too?"
"It's impossible! How could I die? Holy monk, help me!"
Feng Zhong and Wei Zishan also saw their respective corpses, their ferocious eyes gradually became confused. As the bell rang, they were pulled into the distance by an invisible force.
"Amitabha."
Zhou Yi whispered the Buddha's name and looked to the other side.
"Donor Cui, your physical body has been destroyed and your energy has been dispersed with your soul. Why do you insist on staying there? You are so stubborn?"
In mid-air, Cui Hu's soul body was shaking violently, but he was trying his best to resist the pulling force in the distance.
"Cui Hu killed many people in his life and committed many sins. He did not dare to ask for the grace of the holy monk. However, my sister-in-law fell into the hermitage because of me.
My sister-in-law has a kind nature. As far as I know, she had never hurt anyone before she was attacked by the old man.
My humble life is not worthy of death. I hope that the holy monk can forgive my sister-in-law's mistakes and help her escape from the sea of suffering!"
While speaking, Cui Hu forced himself to kneel in the air and kowtowed to Zhou Yi repeatedly.
Zhou Yi glanced at the madman who was protecting his sister in mid-air, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Donor Cui, your sister, the little monk will save her on his own."
Cui Hu looked ecstatic, but also seemed a little unbelievable. After kowtowing nine times, he carefully asked: "Why hasn't the holy monk cast a spell to save my sister? What are you waiting for?"
Zhou Yi looked towards the southern sky.
"That's right, the young monk is waiting for her to absorb the evil spirit of the southern army and the blood tide has gathered and stabilized before taking action. In order to avoid interrupting now and causing the blood disaster to spread, Lingnan Road and our Jiannan Road area will be plunged into ashes. "
Cui Hu was startled and said hesitantly: "However, my sister-in-law's aura is still rising. If this continues, she will become more and more powerful, even comparable to the legendary martial arts soul energy... Is this too much? adventure?"
Zhou Yi felt the sword pill in his body that was still bouncing happily, eager to try. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and whispered the Buddha's name.
"Good, don't worry, Donor Cui, the young monk is still very sure to kill her."
"What? Kill...kill?"
Cui Hu's face suddenly changed and he said anxiously: "What does the holy monk mean? Didn't the holy monk agree to save his sister-in-law? Why do he want to kill her now?"
Zhou Yi said calmly: "Amitabha, her body is dead, but she still has to become this immortal monster, and her soul is also trapped by the Ma Lao you call her. She is like being trapped in the eighteenth level of purgatory, and she is in pain. And the young monk is this I will help your sister escape from the sea of suffering and ascend to bliss."
"Holy Monk, have mercy! Please Holy Monk, please have mercy! Don't kill my sister! Save my sister!"
Cui Hu called out sadly and kowtowed repeatedly.
Zhou Yi clasped his hands together and whispered the Buddha's name, his face unchanged and his heart as solid as a rock.
Even if it wasn't for Qing Yan, he wouldn't let Cui Ying'er become a zombie that would cause harm to the world.
He looked at Cui Hu, who kept kowtowing to him and begging for mercy, and shook his head slightly.
"You guys only think that I am a compassionate monk. But you don't know that a young monk is never soft-hearted and cannot learn false compassion."
In an instant, the blood line extending from the sky to the south of the mountain gradually disappeared.
Cui Ying'er has finally absorbed enough of the ferocious blood energy from Lingnan. Her skin is as tender as snow and her whole body is crystal clear. She looks as if she is kneaded from the finest rice noodles in the world.
Only his eyes were full of blood, as if hiding a pair of miserable pupils, revealing the most ferocious look in the world.
Her aura has broken through the previous level, reaching a terrifying level that makes martial arts masters like Cui Hu just look up and tremble.
Wherever her gaze went, the air evaporated and burned, and the surviving vegetation and plants nearby seemed to have been drained of water, withering and decaying at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.
The next moment, her eyes turned to Zhou Yi and suddenly became cold.
He let out a roar that was not human, and then rushed towards Zhou Yi.