Seeing Yu Ji's reaction so strong, Sima Yi frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought for a while.

In fact, the principle is very simple, and Yu Ji is not bad at all. How can water and fire coexist? Righteous immortals and evil ghosts are inherently mutually reinforcing. Attempts to merge them into one will inevitably be met with backlash from both sides.

Sima Yi's current situation speaks for itself, isn't he tortured by immortal qi every day?

But at the same time, he felt that his hunch was right, although the immortal qi and the ghost qi had been fighting for a long time and did not give in to each other, there seemed to be a tendency that could be fused.

It was hard for him to say why this premonition was so real and strong, vaguely like a lightning bolt struck his mind, and as if he had been touched by some god, in short, he always felt itchy and regretful if he didn't try.

If you cultivate the Immortal Dao on the basis of the Ghost Dao, you don't have to worry about expelling the Immortal Qi anymore, and you can even assimilate it into your body?

This idea was very bold, and it was also a cultivation method that Sima Yi suddenly had an epiphany after he was about to ascend to the tenth rank and fifth level.

Immortals and ghosts are cultivated!

"Is it true that the Immortal Dao and the Ghost Dao can't coexist?

Sima Yi didn't give up and asked Yu Ji.

Yu Ji looked at this stubborn disciple and was speechless for a while.

"It's not that no one has done it...... Yu Ji's gaze drifted into the distance, very complicated, "And this person, I still know." ”

"Who is it?" Sima Yi immediately became interested.

"That is the master of our fourth brothers, Aunt Mei's father, Nanhua Old Immortal. ”

When it comes to his teacher, Yu Ji, who has always been vicious, couldn't help but look respectful and afraid, and at the same time spit out a mouthful of turbid breath in his chest.

Sima Yi also heard Yu Ji mention his master for the first time, and sighed softly, "I want to hear it in detail!"

"Master, his old man is called Nanhua Old Immortal, and all our skills are passed down from him. Yu Ji met Sima Yi's questioning eyes, sighed and nodded, "You heard it right, Master is proficient in Immortal Dao, Outer Gong, Qimen Dunjia, Ghost Dao, and a variety of control skills, it can be said that he is a strange person who penetrates yin and yang, and there is no one before or since." I even think that the name "Old Immortal" is a bit condescending, and it should be more appropriate to call it "Almighty ‖ Immortal". ”

Sima Yi was shocked.

Today, the Han Dynasty has cultivated to the highest number of pulse masters, and their amazing art is only a certain talent of Nanhua Lao Xian. If he is still alive, who else in the world is his opponent, it is simply an invincible existence.

Thinking of this, Sima Yi was not in a hurry to ask about the fusion of the Immortal Dao and the Ghost Dao, he realized that the Nanhua Old Immortal was the most critical factor in the struggle for hegemony.

"Master, Master Tai, his old man, is he still alive?" Sima Yi asked tentatively, full of worry.

Regarding the grievances between Yu Ji's fifth brother and sister, Sima Yi probably knows a little. Although Yu Ji never said the cause of Aunt Mei's death, it is not difficult to guess that it is directly related to Yu Ji.

If Nanhua Old Immortal was still alive, and one day he knew that Yu Ji had killed his daughter and turned his eldest disciple like this, would he let the two of them go?

I guess I'll kill them with a flick of my fingers, right?

At that time, there was still any talk of fighting for hegemony, so run for your life!

"Master...... Are you still alive?"

Yu Ji repeated, muttering to himself, his heart kept sinking. For thirty years, this question had been haunting his mind, and every time he thought of the tragic situation when Aunt Mei died, he felt a tremor from the deepest part of his soul.

Although I am a disciple, Aunt Mei is his daughter, and everyone has seven emotions and six desires, who would let go of a female killer?

He recalls the more than ten years he spent with Master when he was young, and he still remembers it deeply.

Master has never been a pedantic person, and even has a bit of an eccentric temper, a bit of a jump in thought, a bit of absurd behavior, and a wisdom that surpasses all others. In his mind, Master is a god-like being. He would be absolutely surprised if he suddenly appeared in front of him, but he thought it made sense.

Although the old immortal of Nanhua has disappeared for more than forty years, including Zhang Daoling and others, they dare not say for sure whether the master is still alive.

His cultivation, as well as his wisdom beyond all things, may have ascended to immortality, or learned the secret of immortality, and enjoyed life somewhere.

Or suddenly appeared in front of Yu Ji, and without saying a word, he snapped his neck.

This is also the reason why Yu Ji is bent on reaching the pinnacle of power. In case Master is held accountable, he can also raise the strength of the whole country to resist.

Sima Yi quickly came to his senses, the question of whether Nanhua Old Immortal survived was too nihilistic, and it was not certain that one day his cultivation would go mad and die.

He was more concerned about the problems of immortal and ghost initiates.

The example of Nanhua Lao Xian can at least show that the immortal path and the ghost path can really coexist.

"Zhongda, over the years, you have shown an extremely high cultivation talent, and you have been like a bamboo all the way, and you have been promoted to a tenth-rank pulse master as a teenager, and you are ashamed of being a teacher. Your instincts have always been accurate, and if you decide to practice immortal art after careful consideration, I will fully support you. When I was young, I discussed the cultivation of immortal arts with my senior brother, and I probably remember the relevant basic exercises. Some of the more esoteric ones are not a problem, and the senior brother can help us!"

Sima Yi was pleasantly surprised: "Master Bo Ta ......"

Yu Ji sighed: "Originally, corpse people have no consciousness of their own, let alone speak, and can only listen to our whistle and act. But after all, Senior Brother is different from ordinary pulse masters, his cultivation is too high. As long as I pull out half of the golden needle on the top of his head and guide him when he is half awake and half confused, he will recite all the exercises he has practiced. ”

Sima Yi was overjoyed, "It's still a powerful master, and he actually thought of such a method." Then he frowned again, and said worriedly, "It's just...... Will there be any danger, such as the master will wake up suddenly, or the exercises will not be complete? ”

Yu Ji said: "As long as I am careful, I will not let Senior Brother wake up completely." As for the exercises, you and I are not low in cultivation, and we can probably distinguish between truth and falsehood and continuity. Besides, let's try a few more times, and we will naturally know the truth and falsehood in comparison. ”

"Then do what the master says. ”

After all, Sima Yi has a limited amount of time to wake up every day, and after discussing several important issues with Yu Ji, he fell into a deep sleep again.

Yu Ji controlled Zhang Daoling with a whistle and let him walk out of the blood array. Cautiously reaching out and gently slapping his head, the three golden needles protruding half an inch.

The muscles on Zhang Daoling's face twitched, and he couldn't tell whether it was pain or relief, and his throat let out a low roar, and his eyelids rolled.

"Senior brother, do you recognize who I am?"

Yu Ji stared at Zhang Daoling's face, his palm was not withdrawn, it was close to the top of the three golden needles, and once Zhang Daoling had anything abnormal, he immediately slapped it.

Zhang Daoling's lips opened and closed slightly, but he didn't say a word.

"Should I pull out some more?" Yu Ji groaned slightly, and discharged the golden needle by half an inch, adding up to an inch away from Zhang Daoling's head.

"Hmm~I...... Painful ......"

Zhang Daoling finally said a few simple words, and in the most natural reaction, his arm was raised, wanting to pull out the golden needle on the top of his head. It's a pity that he lifted it five or six times in a row, and he hung down weakly halfway.

Cold sweat broke out on his face, his eyes moved rapidly, and he wanted to open them but couldn't.

"Well, it's just right now!" Yu Ji nodded and called softly, "Senior brother, senior brother!"

Zhang Daoling made a gesture of listening, as if he could distinguish the voice of Ji, his whole body trembled violently, his face was full of anger, his hands were clenched into fists, and he clicked.

Yu ...... Ji, I'm going to ...... Kill ...... You!"

Zhang Daoling gritted his teeth and said, his face was completely distorted, his body leaned forward, and his steps were raised and lowered.

"Well, he's too excited, this can't work!, how can you ask about the exercises?" Yu Ji rolled his eyes, thought about it, and pinched his voice and said, "Senior brother, can you listen to who I am again?"

Yu Ji is obviously imitating a certain woman to speak, her voice is sharp and very hearty, and she is a cheerful woman when she hears it.

Zhang Daoling was like being struck by lightning, and his anger receded instantly, looking excited and at a loss.

"Division...... Sister!"

As soon as these two words came out, Zhang Daoling felt a pain in his heart, his nose was sore, and two lines of tears rolled down.

In the only trace of consciousness he had left, the junior sister who had not seen him for decades stood in front of her prettyly, still looking like a girl, staring at the cunning and innocent big eyes, and calling him "senior brother" with a little coquettishness.

He would never have imagined that in this life, he would "see" his sweetheart who was still buried deep in his heart.

Looking at Zhang Daoling's affectionate face, Yu Ji was furious and almost scolded.

Fortunately, he held back his mouth at the critical moment, and couldn't help sneering in his heart: "What a hypocrite, hiding in Yizhou to get married and have children, in fact, I still remember my junior sister in my heart." People like you don't deserve it!"

Although Aunt Mei has been dead for many years, Yu Ji is still an inoffensive existence in his heart.

For decades, his heart was like water, and he completely put an end to the love between men and women. In his subconscious, only those who are single-minded and dedicate themselves to the end are worthy of liking his junior sister, and if he has thoughts about other women, it is impure and blasphemous.

Yu Ji's guilt towards Zhang Daoling became gone, and he hated it so much. He simply thought that since Zhang Daoling was married and had children, he should have forgotten his junior sister a long time ago, who knew that he was so unbearable and his love was so deep.

In this way, Yu Ji can't cheapen him, let him meet Aunt Mei in this way.

He cleared his throat and suddenly switched to another male voice.

Zhang Daoling was stunned for a moment, the look of affection on his face gradually receded, and he became stern, "Gongqi, what are you doing?" You must be lazy and don't practice, see if I don't punish you harshly?"

"Gongqi" is Zhang Lu's character, Yu Ji has been in contact with him a lot, and at this time he is imitating Zhang Lu's voice.

"Grandpa, I'm not lazy. I just forgot some of the verses of the "Zhengyijing" and came to ask you on purpose. ”

Zhang Daoling reprimanded a few words, and finally said: "Then I'll read it to you again and remember it by heart!"

Yu Ji sneered in his heart, but said obediently in his mouth: "I know, grandpa, hurry up and read it!"

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