"Buddha, there is no deep hatred between you and me, why are you so aggressive!"

In the northern border of Dashang, two figures passed by one after another and were chased for a whole day and night. Yan Xiaoyu was furious and shouted.

"Amitabha, why did the Son of God devour the blood of those soldiers? Can the Son of God explain it to you?" Sanzang asked from behind while chasing.

"It's just the blood of some dead people, Buddha, are you being too lenient?" Yan Xiaoyu responded angrily.

"There are not only dead people on the battlefield."

Sanzang accelerated his pursuit and said in a cold voice, "Those seriously injured people, once their blood and energy are swallowed up by the Son of God, will not survive even if they still have a breath. Son of God, you'd better give me an explanation, otherwise, even if I chase him to the ends of the earth,

, we must also capture the Son of God."

"You bald donkey, you are so disgusting!"

When Yan Xiaoyu heard what the former said, he was shocked and angry, but because of the difference in cultivation level, he did not dare to fight him head-on for the time being, so he could only run away with all his strength.

Under the scorching sun, the figures of the two people passed quickly, going around and around, heading towards the north.

Relatively speaking, Buddhist techniques are not known for their speed. It is mostly because of this reason that Yan Xiaoyu was able to escape to this day.

However, Sanzang is very patient, and with the suppression of his cultivation, he will not be thrown away.

During the chase, the two left the northern territory of Dashang and rushed to the Mobei territory.

Mobei, because it is located in the north, is very cold now.

From north to south, the cold winter gradually spreads.

Many people from the eight tribes in Mobei in the north have gone south just to survive the coming winter.

When the two went north, they encountered many people from the Eight Tribes heading south. Taking a lesson from the past, every group of people going south would be escorted by Mobei cavalry to guard against sneak attacks by the Great Shang army.

"Mother, I saw a fairy with a glowing body."

Among the tribesmen heading south, a child pointed to the east and shouted.

Next to the child, a woman looked in the direction the child pointed, and her expression suddenly changed.

The woman did not see the luminous immortal, but saw a demon with black energy lingering all over her body.

"boom!"

A few breaths later, a violent vibration sounded in the distance. The fairy in the child's eyes and the demon in the woman's eyes once again joined hands, causing the heaven and earth to shake.

The people of Mobei felt the shock in the distance, with panic on their faces and panic in their hearts.

However, the battle between the immortal and the demon soon ended. The immortal was defeated by the demon again and fled in embarrassment.

"Son of God, where are you going?"

On the desolate grassland, Sanzang asked while chasing, "Further north is the world of polar night. The glory of the God of Light cannot shine there."

It's strange that Yan Xiaoyu didn't run to the west, but instead ran to the north. Could it be that there is some conspiracy?

at the same time.

Deep in the polar night world.

The cold wind blew by, the water waves moved, and in the watery sky, a beautiful figure stepped out, looking at the frozen lake in front of her, her expression slightly condensed.

When the Li family's legitimate son went to the far north, he mentioned this man many times, so they must have met again.

This is not a good thing.

In the midst of his thoughts, Shui Jing raised his hand, and snowflakes fell all over the sky. Each snowflake that fell carried a bit of demonic power, strengthening the seal on the lake.

Half an hour later, Shui Jing stopped his hand, and when he was about to leave, he paused and looked towards the end of the polar night world.

Someone is coming!

And there's more than one.

…

Taixue Palace.

East courtyard.

Two old men, Confucius and Faru, were sitting at the chess table playing chess.

On the side, Li Ziye was pointing and had no idea what it meant to be a true gentleman who watches the game without speaking.

"Master, you made a mistake."

"Oh, I'm going to lose next time."

"I told you not to come here anymore, Master, but you just don't listen to me."

"Look, if you lose, you will suffer the consequences if you don't listen to the juniors."

Next to the two of them, Li Ziye was like a fly, chattering incessantly and never stopping for a moment.

"Boy, if you have anything, just tell me."

Faru's head hurt from the noise, and he said, "If nothing happens, go back and practice sword practice. Have you mastered the eighth posture?"

"No."

Li Ziye grinned and said, "The changes in the moves are too complicated and cannot be practiced in a day or two."

"Little guy, is something wrong?"

Across the chess table, Confucius put down the chess pieces in his hand and asked calmly.

"It's really a little trivial."

Li Ziye smiled and nodded, "I want to capture a black-blooded Netherworld, so I came to Confucianism to borrow some help."

"The dark earth of black blood?"

On the side, Fa Ru looked startled when he heard this and said, "What are you arresting them for?"

"Do research."

Li Ziye responded, "As the saying goes, you can fight a hundred battles if you know yourself and the enemy. We know too little about the underworld. If those monsters break out of the seal and we have no way to deal with it, then everyone will be in ruins. It's a bit scary to think about it."

"How to study?"

Faru frowned and said, "At the beginning, the Taoist sect sealed them because they could not deal with them. It is not easy to find a way to deal with them."

"It all depends on man."

Li Ziye smiled and said, "Just because the Taoist sect can't solve it doesn't mean that we can't solve it either. Master, those of us who are after a thousand years shouldn't be worse than those who were a thousand years ago, right?"

"That makes sense."

Across the chess table, Confucius nodded and said, "If we can find a way to deal with them, there will be fewer unnecessary sacrifices in the world. Who do you want to borrow?"

"It's better that you, Confucian leader, are sensible."

Li Ziye first patted the boss in front of him a little, and then said tentatively, "I asked Huanzhu, among the four remaining people in the five temples, old, young, sick and disabled, that old man is the weakest.

His strength should not have broken through the fifth level. If we add more people, we should be able to capture him. How about asking the two masters Le Ru and Shu Ru to accompany me? With Little Red Riding Hood, we should be safe."

"You really dare to ask for someone."

Confucius smiled softly and responded, "Le Ru and Shu Ru both have important things to do recently. We can't leave for so long at a time. Let Xiu Ru and Chang Yu accompany you."

"Chang Yu?"

When Li Ziye heard the name, he quickly shook his head and said, "No, this guy will only cause more trouble."

"Chang Yu is Shuru's direct disciple. He is good at swordsmanship and incantation. Moreover, among the Confucian sect, except Shuru, no one can draw talismans better than him."

Confucius reminded, "If you take him with you, he will probably be of great use."

"True or false."

Li Ziye looked suspicious and said, "Why didn't I see that he was so powerful?"

"Okay, boy, can Confucian leader still lie to you?"

On the side, Faru said angrily, "While Wangyu is recovering from his injuries these days, make good preparations. Even if those underworlds are in a sealed state, they are probably not that easy to deal with. Don't be careless."

"All right."

Li Ziye nodded helplessly and said, "I'm going to find Chang Yu and take this kid with me. I'm really worried."

After saying that, Li Ziye stood up and walked out of the small courtyard.

"This kid really dares to do anything."

In the courtyard, Faru looked at the former's leaving figure and said with emotion.

Most people can't hide things like Netherland even if they want to, but this kid actually wants to go to the house to get it again and again.

"So, the Book of Heaven chose him."

Confucius said calmly, "If this little guy hadn't advocated it, Wangyu and the others would never have been able to do it. He was right in saying that there is no reason why people a thousand years from now should be worse than people a thousand years ago.
Chapter completed!