After meeting his daughter's request, Ye Shu breathed a sigh of relief. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He rested at Fang's house for two days, and after completely eliminating the sequelae brought by Liu Youyou, he began to go south.

Now that the world is in peace and the international situation has changed greatly, governments are talking about reconstruction, and mortals are about to start a new life.

Ye Shu was idle instead, because he didn't have to worry about either side, as long as he dealt with the harem, there would be nothing else, at least not for now.

He went south with his sword, and soon came to Tianlei Peak, first to visit the old tree and Sect Master Chen, and then bought some sacrifices and went to Cong City.

Zishan Zhenren died in the Bering Strait, and his body has not been found so far. Ye Shu had no choice but to go to the research institute to worship his master.

After entering the basement of the research institute, Ye Shu's mood became heavy, he sighed slightly, walked to the end and knocked on the door.

The familiar little paper figure came out, which was probably left here by the master.

The iron door opened, and the sadness that Ye Shu surged into his nose was suddenly dispelled, because he saw the real person of Zishan.

Zishan Zhenren was lying on a futon and was reading the Tao Te Ching. He was very weak, and it seemed that even the Dao Fa had been abolished, but he was not dead, and he was lying here with a lot of bottles and jars beside him, and the air was filled with a strange medicinal fragrance.

"Master!"

Ye Shu jumped over all of a sudden, and the sacrifices in his hands were lost. Zishan Zhenren gave him a blank look: "What are you doing here again?" I'm not bothered with you. ”

"You're not dead?"

"You're dead."

Ye Shu was a little confused, kneeling beside the futon and groping for Zishan Zhenren, which made Zishan Zhenren uncomfortable.

"Let go!"

A copy of the Tao Te Ching smashed over, and Ye Shu held his head and let go.

"Master, how are you ...... Someone saved you? What are these bottles and cans? ”

Ye Shu flipped through the bottle next to him, and found that there were poisonous insects crawling inside, which startled him.

"What is this? Poison? ”

Ye Shu's expression became serious, Zishan Zhenren sighed and sat up, and said helplessly: "You are really annoying, be quiet, don't make a fuss." ”

Zishan Zhenren didn't care about the poisonous insects in the jar, but looked out the door.

Ye Shu also looked and found that there was a man standing at the door at some point.

The man was wrapped in a black robe, and his big ugly face was full of tiny wormholes, which made people's scalps tingle.

And his eyes were lifeless, like the demons of hell.

Ye Shu was taken aback, he felt that the other party was a little familiar, and he also felt that the other party was not a normal person.

"This is my senior brother, Zijiang Zhenren, he said he knows you."

Zishan Zhenren introduced with a smile, and there was a bit of desolation in his tone, as if he was pitying his senior brother.

Ye Shu was stunned, Master's senior brother?

He got up and looked at Zijiang Zhenren, Zijiang Zhenren looked like a rotting corpse, and there were obvious fracture marks on his neck, as if a severed head was forcibly installed on his body.

"It's you!"

Ye Shu suddenly exclaimed, he recognized the strange guy in front of him.

"Holy Spirit Sect Master!"

That's right, this is the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, the invincible head descending master at the beginning.

Seeing that Ye Shu recognized him, the other party nodded slightly.

"You really ...... It's related to my junior brother...... How offended back then. ”

Zijiang's real voice is weird, which makes people very uncomfortable.

Ye Shu stopped talking and stepped aside.

Zijiang Zhenren walked over and began to change the medicine for Zishan Zhenren, and after the change, he walked out.

Zishan Zhenren looked at his back, his eyes full of pity.

Ye Shu couldn't help asking, "Master, what's the situation with him?" ”

"Back then, my master took two people as apprentices, I practiced yang arts, and he practiced yin arts. He can't bear to be lonely, likes to take shortcuts, acts unreasonable, and later even obsessed with Nanyang evil arts, wanting to combine evil magic with yin arts, but he went crazy, you have also seen him back then. ”

Zishan Zhenren sighed deeply: "I didn't expect him to suddenly wake up and save my life, but unfortunately it was too late." He is not a ghost now, he is really pitiful. ”

In Zishan Zhenren's explanation, Ye Shu figured out the general idea. The leader of the Holy Spirit Sect is also a Taoist descendant, and he is also a cultivator of yin like himself, but unfortunately he was eager for quick success and finally ruined himself.

"No wonder he didn't kill me back then, it turned out that he found out that I was of the same origin as you, Master."

Ye Shu also sighed with emotion, this Zijiang real person is really miserable.

"He doesn't want to see anyone, I'm fine now, he's probably going to leave again."

Zishan Zhenren still looked at the door, as if his senior brother had disappeared.

Ye Shu folded his hands and bowed, thanking Zijiang Zhenren for his great kindness.

"Master, I'll take you to the imperial capital, and ask the alliance to take care of you."

Ye Shu proposed, but Zishan Zhenren mercilessly refused.

"You leave me alone, I'm fine, let's go."

Zishan Zhenren was still as "indifferent and ruthless" as ever, and raised his hand to let Ye Shu get out.

Ye Shu was not hypocritical, knelt down and kowtowed three times, and walked away neatly.

But when he walked to the door, he was stopped by Zishan Zhenren: "Wait, you seem to be getting stronger again." ”

Only then did the Zishan Zhenren discover Ye Shu's changes, and Ye Shu smiled: "That's right, the apprentice already has a little golden man, and the Yuan Infant Monk." ”

Ye Shu moved back, expecting a compliment. Zishan Zhencai didn't praise him, pinched his fingers and calculated, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that if you want to succeed in Yin Arts, you must rely on cultivating the truth." If you have such skills, I will teach you a unique skill. ”

"Please give me advice."

Ye Shule was broken, and knelt down, and Zishan Zhenren couldn't help but snort when he saw his flattery.

"This method is the method of insight into the underworld, attracting the light of the seven stars and opening the door to the underworld. Not only can you enter and exit freely, but you can also listen to the movements of the underworld, and the sound of Huangquan can be heard. ”

"Sounds so powerful, Master deserves to be Master!"

"Don't be a sycophant, the reason why I taught you is because you already have the strength to forcibly enter and exit the underworld, but forcibly entering and exiting is against the way of heaven after all, and you still need to be recognized by heaven, and the Big Dipper represents heaven."

Zishan Zhenren slapped Ye Shu with a whisk and motioned for him to be quiet.

Ye Shu sat upright and listened carefully.

"This method is based on Bugang Stepping Bucket, people take Yu steps, and step down the seven poles in an instant, which is for the Big Dipper, so as to ask the heavens and connect the two worlds of yin and yang."

In the small basement, as if there was starlight, Ye Shu became more and more focused, and gradually sank into the starlight.

Half a month later, Ye Shu rushed out of the research institute like a fish leaping into the dragon gate, and the whole person's expression was different.

He is now a point in the yang world and has the privilege of communicating with the underworld.

On the highest city wall of Guicong City, Ye Shu looked up at the starry sky, stepped on the seven stars, and asked the heavens.

An illusory gate opened out of thin air, and Ye Shu listened with his ears pricked up, and could hear the sound of the neighing of war horses and knights in the underworld.

It's amazing, it's like a dream.

"Is it a demon legion?"

Ye Shu muttered to himself, his mind moved, and the sound of Huangquan was as ethereal as silk and bamboo, and there were chaotic sounds everywhere.

"Ah, Mistress Alice is so sexy, I want to lick her toes."

"I want her fur pants, and it's worth dying!"

"When will Lord Alice show her color. I want to ...... with her."

Hiss, Ye Shu rubbed his eardrums, this Huangquan sound was a little perverted, stinging his eardrums.

He scattered the starlight and closed the gates of the underworld.

"Alice is Satan, so many demons care about her."

Ye Shu laughed twice and flew away from Guicong City.