Wenhe Ghost Emperor's voice fell, and the Yintian Palace Master's Hall was dull.
No one spoke.
Although they were not afraid of the Immortal Night Emperor, they really didn't have the confidence to really want them to run to deal with that monster-like guy.
After a long time, the voice of the guardian god of Yintian Palace sounded slowly: "I, Yintian Palace, have accepted a ghost cultivator before. This person was a registered disciple of Immortal Night Emperor before his lifetime. Why not let him go?"
"Recorded disciple?"
The Thunder Demon Ghost Emperor frowned slightly.
"Don't let someone put a secret chess in it."
Yuntian Ghost Emperor smiled and said authentically.
"I have personally investigated before entering the underworld."
The Yintian Palace Guardian replied.
"Since that's the case, then it's settled. Remember to act as soon as possible."
Wenhe Ghost Emperor nodded.
Seeing Wen and the Ghost Emperor nodded, no one said anything more.
Among the three ghost emperors who came this time, the strongest was not the terrifying Thunder Demon Ghost Emperor, but the old man who looked unintimid and elegant and easy-going.
Others are more listening and giving their opinions.
But the final conclusion can only be decided by Wen and Guidi.
After Wen and the Ghost Emperor finished talking, they disappeared from their positions.
Yuntian Ghost Emperor stood up, stretched, yawned, and left.
The Thunder Demon Ghost Emperor turned into a black thunder and disappeared.
Only the Luofeng Six Heavenly Palace Guardian God is left.
No one spoke.
Except for the Yintian Palace Guardian, the other five Heavenly Palace Guardians all left silently.
The Yintian Palace Guardian was still sitting in his original position, waiting quietly.
He had informed the registered disciple of the Immortal Night Emperor.
Time passes slowly.
After half a stick of incense, an old man with big sleeves and swaying black hair entered the main hall of the Yintian Palace.
When the old man saw the palace guarding god in the Yintian Palace, he bowed and said, "Qin Jiao has seen the palace guarding god."
The Yintian Palace Guardian nodded slightly and said slowly: "Do you know about the Three Divisions of the City God Temple?"
The old man Qin Jiao replied: "I just received the news."
The Yintian Palace Guardian was not surprised and said again: "Do you know who Ye Xuan is?"
The old man Qin Jiao shook his head and said, "Please ask the chapel god to show me."
The Yintian Palace Guardian looked at the old man Qin Jiao and said slowly: "Who is your master?"
The old man Qin Jiao was slightly stunned. He didn't know why the arch guard asked this suddenly, but he still honestly said: "Immortal Night Emperor."
The palace guard of the Yintian Palace nodded slightly and said, "Ye Xuan is the immortal Night Emperor."
"What!?"
The old man Qin Jiao was shocked.
The Yintian Palace Guardian said slowly: "I have told you before that your master will never die."
"Now I'll give you a task and also give you a chance to see Master again."
"The enthronement power of the three departments of the City God Temple is all in the hands of Emperor Ye, but this will make him go to the opposite of my underworld."
"All you need to do is to give me the sincerity of my underworld. You can write down all his requests and report them to me."
"clear?"
The old man Qin Jiao felt storm in his heart, and he was silent for a moment, then bowed and said, "I understand."
The Yintian Palace Guardian looked at the old man and said calmly: "You don't seem to be as happy as you imagined?"
Qin Jiao felt nervous and then said, "It is really hard to be happy to learn that his teacher is standing opposite to the underworld."
The Yintian Palace Guardian said lightly: "This is human nature, but don't forget that since the moment you entered the underworld and became a ghost cultivator, you have been no longer human."
Qin Jiao understood the meaning of the Yintian Palace guarding myth and nodded, "I understand."
"Go."
The Yintian Palace Guardian waved.
"Subordinates surrender."
Qin Jiao withdrew from the main hall of Yintian Palace.
After leaving the Lord of Yintian Palace, Qin Jiao did not rush to complete the task, but returned to his palace first.
Holding himself in the cultivation room, Qin Jiao recalled his experiences over the years.
Back then, he was just a servant of the Qin family in Tianzhou Continent, Xuanhuang World. At the time of life and death, he met his teacher, Immortal Night Emperor. The teacher passed him a mysterious martial art, allowing him to counterattack and rise and become the most dazzling Qin family.
Even the most powerful genius of the Qin family became his subordinates.
Later, all the saints in Tianzhou favored him more.
But he just wanted to become stronger because he had seen the mysterious and powerful teacher, and he yearned for the world of the strong.
However, in his era, there were countless geniuses. Even though he had powerful martial arts handed down by his teacher, he was still defeated and died in the final battle against a peerless strong man.
His life has countless glory.
But he still failed to create the ultimate glory.
He has never seen his teacher again.
Maybe the teacher was disappointed.
After his death, he was led by Huangquan to the underworld and finally entered the Yintian Palace and became a ghost cultivator.
Then he started his career as a ghost cultivator.
His strength during his lifetime made him unobstructed and soon became the mainstay of Yintian Palace and became the guardian of Yintian Palace, one of the six heavenly guardians of Luofeng.
But now, the Yintian Palace Guardian asked him to meet the teacher, and the teacher was still in the opposite direction of the underworld.
This made Qin Jiao feel very complicated.
In fact, only he knew that he had lied... He was not a registered disciple of Emperor Immortal Night.
Although he regarded the Immortal Night Emperor as his teacher, both sides did not have the status of master and apprentice.
The teacher also told him that he should not tell anyone about this.
But he went against the teacher's wishes.
Silence for a long time.
Qin Jiao rubbed his temples, feeling uneasy.
"Forget it, I will take the thorns and apologize."
Qin Jiao opened his eyes and made up his mind.
After thinking about it, Qin Jiao also took the initiative, no matter how many.
If the teacher really blames him, he will accept his fate.
Anyway, everything I have is given to me by the teacher.
If it weren't for the teacher, he would have been beaten to death and thrown down a cliff in the Qin family. How could he have made countless glory? How could he be respected by the underworld after his death?
Although he has selfish intentions, he is definitely a person who will repay kindness.
I went to see the teacher this time, and I wouldn’t say anything about the task, but I must admit the mistakes he should admit! So Qin Jiao set out without hesitation with the idea of carrying the thorns to apologize.
And at the same time.
Ye Xuan and his party had already left Xuantian Emperor City and rushed to Xuanshan in the Eastern Desert.
Along the way, the atmosphere seemed a bit weird.
Previously, Donghuang Lang and others were a little disliked Tang Siyu.
But when they saw that Bai Wuchang was so respectful to Tang Siyu, they vaguely felt that this saint of Danxia Sect had a very terrifying origin! Perhaps in front of Ye Xuan, they were just an alchemy maid.
But in their opinion, he is definitely a very terrifying existence.
Ye Xuan naturally felt the change in the atmosphere.
But Ye Xuan did not mean to explain.
In fact, Tang Siyu's origin is indeed very terrifying.
She is the master of Bixia Palace, Bixia Yuanjun, and is also called Bixia Fairy.
Even at the peak of the ancestor Qiankun, he was not Tang Siyu's opponent.
However, there is no need to explain these things.
Only that kind of invisible oppression can make the wolf in the East Wilderness and the guys Ao Rulong become more and more awe of him.
Five days later.
The group returned to Zhongxuan Mountain.
The ancestor Qiankun had been waiting in Zhongxuan Mountain for a long time.
However, when he saw Tang Siyu accompanying Ye Xuan, the ancestor Qiankun was still stunned for a moment and asked Ye Xuan quietly: "Master, is this guy your newly acquired maid?"
Ye Xuan smiled and said, "I collected it before."
"before?
!”
The ancestor Qiankun's heart was thrilled.
In his memory, the maids that the master had taken in the past were more terrifying than the other, and he could not beat any of them... "Then she is..." The ancestor Qiankun was a little furious, and his eyes gradually became solemn when he looked at Tang Siyu.
Tang Siyu looked at Qiankun’s ancestor with a smile, walked over and said, “Isn’t this Xiao Qiankun?”
The old ancestor Qiankun's tall body was inexplicably shortened after hearing this sentence. After answering, he said carefully: "Sister, who are you?"
It is hard to imagine a tall old man calling a girl in his twenties a girl called her sister.
It makes people laugh.
Seeing that the ancestor Qiankun didn't know him, Tang Siyu couldn't help but feel moved and said with a stern face: "Even I forgot?
Xiao Qiankun, can you?"
The ancestor Qiankun was almost crying, and was hurried to wink Ye Xuan.
When Ye Xuan saw the appearance of Qiankun Ancestor, he couldn't help laughing and said, "She is Bixia, now she is Tang Siyu."