"We can't control that much anymore. Even if the yin and yang evil is really in the sanatorium, we have to deal with this yin and yang evil. This kind of thing that harms people cannot be allowed to stay." Ye Huang said with a very serious expression.
He and others were resting in ancient martial arts. Yin and Yang evil spirits had no effect on him, but ordinary people were different. Once they were infected, they would become seriously ill or die immediately.
Here Wucha nodded heavily and understood what Ye Huang said.
Now the three of them are in a situation where the arrow is on the string and they have no choice but to shoot. If they don't solve this yin and yang evil, it will be difficult to explain to others.
It seems that they themselves caused this matter, and now they can only deal with it themselves.
"Search room by room and call out if anything happens."
After speaking, Ye Huang took the lead and strode into the sanatorium.
Wucha and Xingtian followed behind, looking for suspicious places in the sanatorium room after room in the snowy night.
Both Ye Huang and Wu Cha understood that the fact that the sanatorium had been in existence for decades without any incident meant that the Yangsha Pass was probably blocked, making it much more troublesome than usual to find it.
Until three o'clock in the morning, Wu Cha's whole body was so cold that his lips turned blue, and the three of them still found nothing suspicious.
The three of them stopped searching and walked into Mr. Zhang Wanhong's house to warm themselves up.
"I searched every possible place in the yard and found nothing." Wucha stared at Ye Huang and said with a tremor while blowing on his red hands that had just been scraped with snow.
On a snowy day, standing in the snow for half an hour is a romantic enjoyment, but if you stay in the snow for several hours, it is a kind of torture.
The cold gradually encroached, and even the strongest people could not bear it. If Wucha was not a Northeastern man, he would have frozen to death.
"It seems that we are busy again. Yang Shakou may not be in the sanatorium."
Sighing, Ye Huang was also a little depressed. Beitang Hongfeng had called two hours ago to inquire about the situation.
What he could say was that he was looking for it. If he couldn't find it before dawn, he knew he had to explain it to Beitang Hongfeng and the others.
"If grandpa was still here, we wouldn't have to be so passive."
Perhaps feeling that he was a little incompetent, Wucha patted his head and said dejectedly.
When my grandfather was searching for Yin Yang Sha in the Northeast, he had no trouble finding it, but I was so busy that I still couldn't figure it out.
He had used all the magical instruments and the compass, but found nothing. How could he not feel discouraged?
"Don't blame yourself. You are still young. How can you compare with your grandpa? People have to come through step by step. Some things taking longer is not necessarily a bad thing. Come on, let's keep looking. I don't believe we can't find it!"
With that said, Emperor Ye stood up and prepared to continue searching. He was going to spend time on this matter tonight.
The moment Ye Huang just stood up, the entire nursing home seemed to have experienced an earthquake. The ground shook violently, and then a loud rumbling sound was heard.
Wu Cha and Ye Huang had already rushed out of the room at this time, with a look of horror on their faces.
Ye Huang and Wu Cha, who rushed out of the house, came to a high place in the nursing home and looked towards the mountain behind.
"What happened?" Seeing the rolling clouds and mist on the Beishan Mountain and the huge rumbling noise, Ye Huang's heart was full of doubts.
"Someone triggered the Yin Yang Evil, I should have thought of it! I should have thought of it a long time ago!"
Patting his head, Wucha repeated these words with a sense of self-pity.
"Ucha?"
"Oh, sir, I'm fine."
"I know you're fine. What do you mean when you say someone triggered the Yin and Yang evil?"
"It means that there is a person more powerful than me on the back mountain right now. He found Yangshakou and caused a violent collision between the two." Wucha's eyes widened, as if he was possessed by a demon at this moment.
, there was a look of surprise on his face, followed by another sigh.
"A violent collision?"
Ye Huang was puzzled. Although he knew that yin and yang evil spirits were mutually restrained, he had never heard that the yin and yang evil spirits could collide violently and make such a loud sound, like a bomb.
"Yes! It's a violent collision, sir. This Yin and Yang evil comes from the sky and the earth, like thunder and lightning. Once the balance between the two is out of balance, this will happen. Obviously, someone is deliberately detonating the Yin and Yang evil."
"Then what are the consequences of this?"
"I don't know, because I once heard from my grandpa that if the Yin and Yang evil spirits cannot maintain their normal state, it will easily cause a catastrophe. Unless you have strong physical strength, you don't dare to mess with this thing casually."
"Sir, I want to go up. I must see who is doing this evil thing."
As he spoke, Wucha had a feeling of impatient urgency on his face, as if he was possessed by a demon.
No wonder he is like this. Nowadays, Feng Shui metaphysics is gradually declining in China. Most of the people who claim to be masters are just seeking fame and reputation for money and power. There are very few people who really work hard on Feng Shui metaphysics, and most of them know only superficially.
And those who can play with the evil spirits of yin and yang in the applause can be said to be legendary figures. Such an expert, Wucha naturally has many things to ask for advice.
"Aren't you afraid that you will be the one who dug up this evil mouth?" Compared to Wu Cha's worshiping face, Ye Huang looked much calmer. He had to think about the safety of the three of them.
It's okay if the other party is a friend, but if it's an enemy, it will be a serious enemy.
"What a kid, very vigilant!"
As soon as Ye Huang finished speaking, a sound from the direction of Beishan came over that shook Ye Huang's heart. He was so shocked that Ye Huang's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
The opponent used Thousand Miles Sound Transmission and Inner Breath.
This ability is almost heaven-defying.
A few years ago, Ye Huang once heard the old man tell him that no matter what kind of body he is, it is a process of cultivating the realm, from acquired to innate, and finally condenses Yang Shen to the point of practicing Xuhe Dao.
The entire cultivation stage is divided into four parts: refining essence to transform into qi, refining qi to transform into spirit, refining spirit to return to emptiness, and refining emptiness to combine with Tao.
According to the old man, even if he succeeded in practicing the Little Xuanyuan Art, he would only have reached a relatively high state of refining energy and becoming a god.
But this thousand-mile voice transmission skill is a skill that can only be obtained by those who are at a higher level of refining qi and transforming into gods. How could this not shock Ye Huang?
"Junior is reckless, I hope senior will not take offense and show up to see you."
Knowing that what he just said might have offended this expert, Ye Huang immediately lowered his posture, bowed and bowed in the direction of Beishan and shouted humbly.
After Ye Huang finished speaking for a long time, there was no movement on Beishan, as if the other party didn't pay attention to Ye Huang's intention, which made him slightly disappointed.
Who can enter the realm of refining gods and returning to the void, who does not live like a monster and live like a monster?
This kind of person is almost like a living history. Ye Huang originally hoped to get some information about the Great Seal of Heaven and Earth from the other person's mouth, but now it seems that it is impossible.
During this period of time, Ye Huang and the others also vaguely felt that the evil spirit in the surrounding air was slowly becoming softer, and seemed to be about to disappear.
Needless to say, it must have been the work of the old man who suddenly appeared on Beishan Mountain.
"Sir, senior is gone?"
Next to him, Wucha, who had originally planned to go up to Beishan to meet his seniors, asked Emperor Ye calmly with a hint of disappointment on his face.
"I don't know, maybe he has left."
Shaking his head, Ye Huang sighed.
Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer seniors who are truly successful in cultivation. Some people may not meet one in their lifetime. I finally met one this time. I thought I would have an adventure, but I didn't expect that I would be happy in vain.
"You three little brats are not very capable, but you dare to come here to defeat the Yin and Yang evil. It's a waste of your life. If you hadn't calculated the fate of the disaster in advance, you would have caused a catastrophe."
Just when Ye Huang and Wu Cha looked gloomy, an old man's slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Turning around suddenly, Ye Huang found that the latter had touched behind him without anyone noticing.
An old man with slightly sloppy clothes and white hair and beard stood two meters away from him, with a kind look on his face.
"senior!"
"Old-timer."
…
The three of them shouted in unison.
"Haha, you three little kids are quite interesting. It's hard to stay at home during this snowy day, so you are quite brave to come here to defeat the Yin Evil. Who discovered this Yin Evil?"
The old Taoist priest scanned around Ye Huang and the other three, and finally fixed his gaze on Ye Huang.
It can be seen that among these three people, this young man is the backbone.
"It's me, senior." Ye Huang didn't hide anything.
"You? I thought you were this little guy, the descendant of Northeast Shamanism. Haha, it's rare." Glancing at Wucha, the old man smiled and nodded again.
"Old senior, you only go to shamanism?"
"Little boy, you treat me as a frog in the well. How come I don't know about the shaman?"
"I...that's not what I meant."
After being swallowed by the old Taoist priest, Wucha finally realized that what he had asked was a bit redundant.
"You're not that old, but you have some abilities. No wonder you dare to come here to break the evil in person."
"The seven-star magic weapon, the cowhide scroll, and the tiger-skin drum. It seems that your lineage belongs to a relatively popular lineage of shamanism. What's your name?"
"Junior Wucha."
"Wucha? Are you the heir of that boy Wumo?"
"Senior, do you know grandpa?"
"I think we know each other. I met him when I was traveling in Changbai Mountain. That guy has great talent, but unfortunately he doesn't have the right fate."
The old Taoist priest shook his head and looked very sorry.
Wucha was shocked when he heard what the old man said. The old Taoist priest in front of him was actually older than his grandfather.
Moreover, the meaning behind his words made Wu Cha understand that the old man's attainments in Feng Shui metaphysics were absolutely profound.
