C12 Meeting Again

"Haha, it's nothing. They just felt my Vitality!" Ying Zui laughed out loud.

Only then did Xilai Pangpang's expression relax. But in an instant, he stared with his eyes wide open and said in shock, "What the heck, your physical body has broken through?"

"That's right. It has broken through. Go and find me some clothes first...!"

As soon as Ying Zui finished speaking, his expression became wild with joy. He felt a familiar energy. It was different from Hu Tianyang's energy. There was only one person.

The longtime elder of Wang Village, Wang Wenzhong!

"Fatty, quickly go and find me some clothes!" Ying Zui urged.

After that, Ying Zui looked at the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect with a bitter smile and shook his head. He indicated that he didn't have any bad intentions. His current situation was special, he had just entered the Transforming Strength stage. He could not control the Qi and blood in his body. He was like a furnace walking on the ground.

Not long after, Xilai Pangpang came in front of Ying Zui with a few black clothes. He said in a speechless manner, "Go and change. You look no different from a beggar now."

"En!"

Ying Zui nodded. He took his clothes and said goodbye to the fat man. He promised to meet him one day later.

Ying Zui left and headed west. He vaguely felt that Wang Wenzhong was in the west. The slightly dark energy was now hidden and was about to leave his sensitive area.

Ying Zui pulled his arms and ran. He took one step at a time, and it was ten feet away. He didn't care about other people's different views at all.

When he passed by the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect's encampment, he stopped for a while. Ying Zui and the others looked at each other. Both of them had invasive eyes. An old man from the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect smiled and expressed his goodwill to Ying Zui.

Ying Zui was slightly surprised, then he quickly left. He was worried that Wang Wenzhong would attack the Donglin Temple. According to Ying Zui's understanding during this period of time, the Donglin Temple was definitely not a place he could face head-on. He could only plan for it in the future.

The night was dark. There were bonfires everywhere. There were people who laughed loudly, and there were also quiet cultivators.

The encampment of the Donglin Temple was more than a hundred miles away from Ying Zui. Ying Zui's body kept flying across the cracked ground.

Soon, a lot of flames appeared in the distance. Under the illumination of the flames, one could see many Martial Monks wearing purple orchid kasaya chanting in low voices.

'If I hear it, then Buddha is in Daoli Heaven, and Mother says so. ' At that time, in the Ten Directions Infinite World, it could not be said that it could not be said.

It can be said that all the Buddhas, as well as the Great Bodhisattva Maha'sa, will come together. They would praise the Shakyamuni Buddha. To be able to live in the foul world of the five turbid worlds...

'Discovered an inconceivable power of great wisdom and divine abilities, subdued all living beings, understood the ways of suffering, and sent out servants to ask the World Supremacy!

Right at this moment, Tathagata smiled and released a myriad of great clouds of light. As the saying goes, a grand completion cloud of light. The Great Merciful Radiant Clouds, the Great Wisdom Radiant Clouds, the Great Radiant Clouds, the Great Radiant Clouds, the Great Radiant Clouds, the Great Radiant Clouds, the Great Radiant Clouds. The Great Samadhi Radiant Clouds, the Great Samadhi Radiant Clouds, the Great Ford Radiant Clouds... Great merit cloud, great return to light cloud, great praise. 'Bright Cloud... '

"Ksitigarbha's Wish Scripture?"

"Ridiculous!"

Ying Zui's mouth curled up into a monstrous killing intent. A group of executioners were actually transcending the undead, this was truly ridiculous.

Ying Zui knew what they were doing. They were behaving in a dignified manner, putting on a show in front of others, and were fermenting the endless ferocious beast that had died in South-sky Mountain Range.

Ying Zui headed towards the Donglin Temple's encampment with an indifferent expression. He restrained his Qi and lowered his heart rate to the lowest, trying his best to reduce the fluctuation of Qi and blood.

According to Xilai Pangpang, Lifeless Arhat had opened more than 300 acupuncture points in the Eighth Level of the Spirit Opening Realm. He might have opened his ears, and his eyes would be able to detect Wang Wenzhong and him.

In the dark night, Wang Wenzhong prostrated on the ground. His eyes were deadly silent, like a wolf hiding in the dark. If he didn't move, he would kill him with a single move.

Wang Wenzhong's heart was bleeding. After escaping from the hunt, he returned to Wang Village. Wang Village was dead silent. When he saw the words left by Ying Zui, he knew that Ying Zui must have entered the South-sky Mountain Range.

Currently, South-sky Mountain Range was in chaos. Wang Wenzhong knew that Ying Zui wasn't a match for Donglin Temple, so he rushed over in a hurry to see if Ying Zui had fallen into the hands of Donglin Temple.

Suddenly, in the darkness, a hand gently rested on Wang Wenzhong's shoulder. Wang Wenzhong's body trembled, and he almost cried out in shock.

"Uncle Wang is me!" Ying Zui lowered his voice and signaled Wang Wenzhong to step back.

Wang Wenzhong's face lit up, and he crawled back. The two of them carefully escaped from a certain range.

However, what they didn't know was that in the Donglin Temple's encampment, Lifeless Arhat was waving his robe. He looked at Ying Zui and Wang Wenzhong with a disdainful smile, and his eyes were indifferent as if he was looking at an ant.

Ying Zui and Wang Wenzhong moved quickly towards the rogue cultivator's encampment. Wang Wenzhong's body was trembling with excitement, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and pride.

"Uncle Wang, where have you been hiding for the past month?" Ying Zui asked with concern.

Ying Zui and Wang Wenzhong had lived together since they were young. They were like real family, and they had a very deep relationship.

Wang Wenzhong gave a miserable smile and told him about his own experiences. He told him about how he killed the Martial Monk in Wang Village, how he escaped to South-sky Mountain Range, and how he returned to Wang Village during the chaos.

When Ying Zui heard that Wang Wenzhong hadn't met Hu Tianyang in Wang Village, his eyes were filled with a trace of killing intent.

His eyes were filled with sadness and anger. Seven years ago, he had saved Hu Tianyang and made him a wheelchair. He had taken care of Hu Tianyang for eight years. Was this all in exchange for cheating him?

Was it really a coincidence that Donglin Temple slaughtered villages?

Was it also a coincidence that Hu Tianyang asked him to send him to South-sky Mountain Range?

And not to participate in the opening of the Observation Tomb?

After all, Hu Tianyang also knew about the birth of the Observation Tomb. Ying Zui didn't believe that he wouldn't be tempted.

"Uncle Wang, you need to bear with it for now and suppress the anger in your heart. There will be a long time to come. Donglin Temple and Great Yan will pay the price!" Ying Zui said with hatred.

Wang Wenzhong nodded and his face turned gloomy. His people had died just like that. He was the only one left on the road of escape.

"By the way, Uncle Wang, I met an interesting person. He knows your yin meridian cultivators very well. Do you need to hide it for a while?" Ying Zui said with a smile.

"Oh?"

"You know about yin meridian cultivators?" Wang Wenzhong asked in surprise.

"Yes, I know. Hu Tianyang and a fat man told me a lot!" Ying Zui pursed his lips into a cruel smile.

Wang Wenzhong smiled faintly. The yin meridian cultivators and yang meridian cultivators were only separated by Qi and God.

Simply put, one cultivated the Qi while the other cultivated the Divine Soul. There wasn't much difference between them, so Ying Zui's worries were unnecessary.

"It's nothing. It's just that the path of cultivation is different. I'm not a shady person, but I have to change my appearance. Otherwise, it will be bad if Donglin Temple finds out!"

"En!"

Ying Zui answered and then smiled. In his previous life, he was proficient in disguising himself. Even his close friends could not detect it.

Ying Zui acted like a child in front of Wang Wenzhong, telling Wang Wenzhong about his relationship with Xilai Pangpang.

He also told him about the distribution of powers in Canglan Territory and the birth of the Observation Tomb.

What surprised Ying Zui was that Wang Wenzhong's facial expression didn't change. It seemed like he knew all of this.

"The only son of Xilai family. Back then, there was more than one genius in Xilai family, and three of them were ranked in the top ten of the prodigy roll!" Wang Wenzhong said with a sigh.