Wu Siyuan squatted in front of Elder Aoki and said word by word: "Master, I don't want people to know that you gave me the gong, that would make me look very useless." The world can only agree that I, Wu Siyuan, am a peerless genius! Master, if you are really good for your apprentices, go and see Lord Yama. Only when you die, can I be justified as a genius, your existence is my shame, do you understand?"

"You brute, I'm really blind to adopt something like you that is inferior to a beast...... You ......" Elder Aoki heard this absurd and rebellious fallacious reasoning, and vomited blood directly in anger.

"Master, how can you say that, it really hurts my heart. Didn't you say that I was all your hope? Now that I can become famous all over the world, you say that about me, you don't have the big picture in mind. But don't worry, the apprentice won't bother with you, I am a person of great filial piety, when I sit on the throne of the sect, I will set up a tablet for you, replace the master of the Yellow Palace, become the sect master of this generation, and put it in the ancestral hall of the Taoist, you can also enjoy the incense of eternity. Wu Siyuan laughed madly and shamelessly.

"Siyuan, I don't want to die, give me a pill, I promise that I will never go out of the back mountain in this life, and I will never affect your genius name. Beg...... Please!" Elder Aoki pleaded bitterly.

With the exhaustion of the original yuan and the dissipation of consciousness, he knew that if he didn't take the pill again, he was afraid that he would have to drink tea with Lord Yama.

"Master, the way to silence a person completely in this world is to make him disappear. I'm sorry, I have to send you back to the West, only then can I rest assured, only the dead can keep secrets. ”

"Whoosh!" Wu Siyuan slapped his palm on the top of Elder Aoki's head, and with a flick of his fingers, Elder Aoki turned into a pile of ashes and disappeared from the world forever.

"Master, you can go in peace, the disciples will take your remaining wishes, become the great treasure of the sect, and stand on the top of the ethereal. Phew, it's so refreshing for the strong. ”

Wu Siyuan raised his hands high, obsessed with power, and laughed maniacally.

Since the return of Ten Thousand Beasts Peak, Sun Wuji and Yang Zihan have been personally taught by the Yellow Palace Master, and they have not appeared for more than ten days.

Qin Yu was very idle, his Yuan Shen was attached to Yang Zihan, looking at the entire Ethereal Palace, almost no one was invincible.

Outside the Zixia Cave.

After many days, Yang Zihan finally walked out of the cave, sat on the bluestone under the thousand-year-old pine, looked at the sky and the bright moon from afar, and his thoughts were unsettled.

In the past ten days, her mother has never asked her the reason for her outburst, and in fact she can't say why.

But she could feel that the master had the heart to put the hope of the revitalization of the Ethereal Palace on her, did she want to be the palace master?

No, she doesn't want to, she just wants to easily play a song with her beloved Qingxi, stroke the piano and make peace, plain until she is old.

"Zihan, the day after tomorrow is the Three Sects Alliance, a few of us have already discussed it, and we will not interfere, after all, the future is yours. ”

"Our Ethereal Palace has been the first of the Ethereal Mountain for thousands of years, but unfortunately it has been passed on to my father's generation, Kunlun has killed a supreme who can only look up, and there is a martial god without a trace, my mother's ability is slight, she has swept the face of the ancestors of the past dynasties, and lost the seat of the first one. The Yellow Palace Lord walked out, looked up at the bright moon, and sighed abruptly.

"Mother, I will try, but after the alliance of the three sects, I want to go to the secular world. Yang Zihan tried to make himself look calm.

She has been in the Ethereal Palace for almost three years, and she has been practicing hard, just to want to one day, become famous in the three sects, so that she can shuttle through the secular world openly and honestly, and see Qin Yu again.

"Zihan, you also know that you have a false name, although your talent is high, but your heart is unstable, it is estimated that it will be difficult to step into the true immortal in this life. Your talent is unique in ten thousand, and you are an innate spirit body, and now you have killed Tie Xiong, and your mother intends to let you inherit the mantle and succeed you. What do you think?"

Once Yang Zihan succeeds him, he will be the lord of the first house, and he will no longer have anything to do with the secular world.

"My mother has a lifespan of 10,000 years, and Zihan doesn't dare to hope for it. Yang Zihan hurriedly refused.

"No, Mother has been seeking the way to ascension all these years, and all those who have ascended in the past generations are all clear-minded people, and it is impossible for Mother to reach that state if she is in this position for a day. This time it is the alliance of the three sects, September 9, once the Supreme Saint and the son of the Martial God have a decisive battle, the winner will definitely be divided, and the situation will be clear by then, and my mother hopes that you can find someone to rely on. ”

The Lord of the Yellow Palace finally said this.

"Mother means ......" Yang Zihan shuddered.

The Lord of the Yellow Palace said: "I have thought about it, if the Supreme Saint is ruthless, you can choose to marry him, I am a little familiar with him, I personally protect the media, with your appearance and innate spirit physique, he will definitely agree." If Duan Jiuyang, the son of the Martial God, wins, you can choose to unite with Duan Muquan, so that after your father cultivates, at least in Kunlun Mountain, you and the sect can be safed for a hundred years. ”

"Mother, I ......"

Yang Zihan wanted to speak and stopped, she didn't know how to answer, she knew that this was fate and mission, and the cultivation world had always been respected by the strong.

But she also has someone she loves, Qin Yu. Although they haven't been together for a long time, the relationship between the two is real.

On the other hand, the ugly appearance of the little chef Qin Yu's hippie smiling face also flashed in her mind.

The two have the same name, but they are not the same person, but the feeling that the little chef gives Yang Zihan is also very real.

Whether it is the little chef or Qin Yu, Yang Zihan feels that he is a very important person to himself, especially after experiencing the Ten Thousand Beasts Peak, Yang Zihan trusts the little chef even more, and even derives another emotion.

Yang Zihan couldn't help but wonder if his love for Qin Yu had deteriorated, why did he still miss the little cook?

She doesn't know why this happened, but she is a very honest and innocent person, and her heart will not deceive herself.

"You won't still miss that mortal, right? Zihan, my mother knows that you have a deep affection and can't forget that worldly boy, but this is worthless compared to the cultivation avenue, there are thousands of good men in the world, but there are not many men like the Supreme Saint, you have to think clearly." "The Yellow Palace Master rarely started a fire at his daughter.

"Father, you are wrong, Qin Yu may not be as radiant as the Supreme Saint, but he is unique in the eyes of his daughter. Yang Zihan raised his head and looked into his father's eyes without the slightest fear.

"You!" the Yellow Palace Master's body trembled.

"Zihan, my mother has never begged anyone in her life, and now I beg you on behalf of the ancestors, for the sake of the Ethereal Palace's century-old foundation, forget Qin Yu, please......" The Yellow Palace Lord's eyes flashed with tears, and suddenly his knees were weak and he was about to kneel.

(End of chapter)