Time passed minute by minute, Zhao Yan lay on the ground, motionless, if it weren't for the breathing and qi, Cao Yi must have stepped forward to check how he was.

"Zhao Yan will be fine, right?"

Wang Xiaoya leaned over and asked worriedly.

Although she and Zhao Yan often quarrel, like an enemy who can't get along peacefully, she already regards Zhao Yan as a good friend in her heart.

"Probably not"

Cao Yi gave a not very positive answer.

After all, this is the first time to take medication.

Wang Xiaoya was even more worried, and subconsciously walked towards Zhao Yan.

Cao Yi didn't stop her.

Her real body is the Nine Heavens Xuannu, and even if she is injured, it is not a big problem.

Wang Xiaoya walked to Zhao Yan and squatted down, hesitated for a few seconds, raised his hand, stretched out, and the moment his hand touched Zhao Yan's greasy black forehead, he let out an ouch, and then sat on the ground, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

In the second half of the night, it was even colder on the mountain, and the cold wind was blowing, and ordinary people couldn't stand it at all.

Zhao Yan, who had not moved, suddenly floated up little by little.

Including Cao Yi, all the people at the scene were in good spirits.

When Zhao Yan rose to about 100 meters, a brilliant golden light suddenly erupted from his body, like a burning sun.

Then, an ethereal Buddha voice emanated from the center of his eyebrows, making his temperament even more holy.

"I don't know if after the soul of the previous life returns, it will be mainly Zhao Yan or the previous life."

Looking at Zhao Yan, Cao Yi couldn't help but mutter.

……

In the depths of the underworld, in a palace that has been silent for an unknown number of years, there is dust everywhere, there is no sound, there is no light, and people cannot feel the passage of time.

A woman with a mask, lying on her side on the couch, her bewitching figure was undoubtedly revealed, her eyes staring upwards blankly, motionless.

She seems to have kept the action this way, for thousands of years.

Suddenly, she vanished.

Reappeared, there was a black box in his hand, and there was a turquoise soul fire in it that was dimming and dying.

"How so?"

Her brow furrowed.

It was the first time this had happened since she was in charge of the underworld ten thousand years ago.

Suddenly, she looked sharply in the direction of Tarzan, her eyes were extremely sharp.

……

Mount Tai, halfway up the mountain.

In mid-air, the light on Zhao Yan's body dimmed, and the voice stopped

Get down.

"Amitabha"

Zhao Yan clasped his hands together, and Baoxiang solemnly recited the Buddha's name.

"Ahem"

Cao Yi coughed twice.

"Thank you, Taoist, for helping the poor monk find his soul"

Zhao Yan stepped on the golden petals that had been conjured, and walked closer step by step, smiling to express his gratitude, both in tone and demeanor.

"Are you a little more Zhao Yan now, or a little more in your previous life?"

Cao Yi frowned and asked.

Zhao Yan now gave him the feeling that he had been taken away.

Zhao Yan said calmly: "We are one, no one has more or less."

"Nonsense, you call no one more and no one less?"

Wang Xiaoya suddenly stood up from the ground and glared.

"Wen Crepe, like a piece of wood, Zhao Yan is not like this."

She continued.

"You wait a minute"

After Zhao Yan finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

After a while, his eyes opened, and most of the Buddha power on his body disappeared, and his temperament returned to before.

"Okay"

He said.

"What's good, I don't believe that you are Zhao Yan, unless you pretend to be the most handsome to show me?"

Wang Xiaoya frowned and said.

Zhao Yan's hand flashed, he had an extra pair of sunglasses, put them on his face, and said lightly: "Is it handsome?" ”

Wang Xiaoya's eyes lit up and continued: "Pretend to be the ugliest? ”

The light on Zhao Yan's hand flashed again, and there was an extra mirror, which was directly thrown to Wang Xiaoya.

"What do you mean?"

Wang Xiaoya looked at Zhao Yan blankly.

"You just look in the mirror"

Zhao Yan said casually.

Wang Xiaoya was stunned, reacted, and said angrily: "You are ugly, your whole family is ugly"

Then, a wave of disorganized Wang Baquan came to Zhao Yan's chest.

Zhao Yan took two steps back, stretched out a hand and pressed the top of Wang Xiaoya's head, no matter how Wang Xiaoya hit or kicked, because of his short arms and legs, he couldn't reach Zhao Yan.

Half a day passed, Wang Xiaoya was tired and begged for mercy: "Brother Official, I was wrong"

Zhao Yan was unmoved.

"Uncle Official, Uncle Official...... Let me go."

Wang Xiaoya kept lowering her body and begging for mercy.

Only then did Zhao Yan let go of Wang Xiaoya.

Wang Xiaoya glared at Zhao Yan, retreated to Cao Yi's side, and said in a very affirmative tone: "100% Zhao Yan"

Cao Yi: "......"

"Thank you, Taoist, for letting me get back to my past life"

Zhao Yan expressed his gratitude.

"You're welcome" Cao Yi nodded, looked at Zhao Yi twice, and asked, "Do you coexist with him, or will you merge sooner or later?" ”

"Fusion, but with me"

Zhao replied.

"That's good"

Cao Yi put his mind at ease.

Zhao Yan thought of something, and his face suddenly became ugly.

"But you're worried about Hades?"

Cao Yi asked.

Zhao Yan nodded.

Back then, in order to find his lover, he voluntarily sank into the underworld, and now, he broke the contract and found his previous life, which is equivalent to slapping the face of the Hades.

The Hades King is only afraid that he is already on his way.

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth"

Cao Yi used the commonly used eight words to appease Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan didn't say anything.

"Dao Chief, if you don't climb the mountain again, you will miss the time when the Divine Palace will open."

Master Cui, who had been standing not far away, reminded.

When Cao Yi heard this, his eyes swept around, as long as there were three cats and two dogs, everyone would go up the mountain.

"We're on it too"

Cao Yi said to Zhao Yan and Wang Xiaoya.

The two nodded.

"Dao Chief, before going up the mountain, I want to remind you that your divine furnace may not be able to keep it."

Master Cui said.

"How so? Someone will blatantly rob it? ”

Cao Yi asked.

Master Cui nodded.

Cao Yi smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for the reminder, let's go up the mountain."

Master Cui wanted to speak and stopped.

Cao Yi was the first to turn into a rainbow and fly towards the top of the mountain.

Master Cui is the second.

Zhao Yan wrapped Wang Xiaoya in the end.

……

The top of Mount Tai.

At the same time as Cao Yi landed, he raised his eyes and looked.

A ladder of unknown jade stretched from the top of the mountain to a huge stone gate surrounded by aura.

The ladder was full of monks, there were three or five thousand people, there were too many people to stand, and many people, standing on the Dharma vessels, suspended in the air.

Above the ladder, there is a palace suspended in which many people, including acquaintances, are seated.

Nezha and Mrs. Diyong.

Last time, the crippled Lady Dichong repaired to the next level.

"This is called disposal"

Cao Yi shook his head.

In human society, there is a saying that there are people in the DPRK who are good officials.

Now it seems that the Heavenly Court is the same.

As if noticing Cao Yi's gaze, Mrs. Diyong looked over, her apricot eyes showed resentment, and the corners of her mouth outlined a sneer.

"Cao Yi"

She almost gritted her teeth and said two words.

Cao Yi just looked at her calmly.