Unlike the Third Lady, Yang Ji actually thinks this place is pretty good. ●⌒, this operation was originally intended to take advantage of the Third Young Master and make use of him.
This third young master was not in Yang Ji's plan. But now, Yang Ji has a better impression of him.
"Master Yang, please come with me. Sanlang is in the inner room."
The third wife forced a smile, but her mind was no longer here. When they arrived at the inner room of the bamboo garden, they saw an ordinary room, with many delicate and beautiful Yahuan standing outside, all with sad faces.
These people seem to have been sent here by the Third Lady to serve. Even if the Third Young Master objects again, he probably won't be able to do so at this time.
"Master Yang, please come with me."
"OK!"
Yang Ji lowered his head, and just as he walked to the door, a sudden change occurred, buzz! The earth shook and the sky shook. Yang Ji's expression changed, and he suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure coming from the room.
At this moment, Yang Ji's expression suddenly changed.
Not only Yang Ji, but also the ghost alchemist who had been silent behind Yang Ji groaned, obviously feeling the pressure.
But the strange thing is that neither the Yahuan around nor the third lady in front felt anything. Instead, they turned around and looked at Yang Ji in surprise, wondering why he stopped.
"What is the cultivation level of the third young master of your house?"
Yang Ji's long hair was flying, and he turned his head sharply to look at the second master of the Ouyang family behind him.
"Didn't Mr. Yang already find out?"
The second master of the Ouyang family said calmly, as if he was not expecting anything.
However, Yang Ji's heart sank. With his current level of cultivation approaching the eighth level of martial arts, there were only a few people who could make him feel such pressure while in a coma.
The strength of this Zifu young master...
Yang Ji didn't think about it anymore. He stepped forward and with a bang, he crossed the threshold and entered the room. Looking around, he saw a slender, handsome and heroic young man lying upright on the purple brocade couch.
like a statue.
However, that was not what Yang Ji paid attention to. Moreover, from the top of this man's head, a stream of blood-red essence burst out straight into the air. The blood energy surged, causing ripples in the void.
The eighth great martial arts sect!
Even in a coma, Yang Ji could feel the heavy mountain-like aura of the Third Young Master. Although this aura was not as powerful as Song Ziqi's, it was exactly the same as him.
Yang Ji never expected that the third son of the Ouyang family was actually a great martial arts master at the eighth level of martial arts.
"how come?!"
Yang Ji stood at the door and took a deep breath. Even though Yang Ji was mentally prepared when he was at the door, when he actually implemented it, Yang Ji still felt a huge shock.
Yang Ji never thought that the person he wanted to cure was an eighth-level martial arts sect!
It would be fine if he was a seventh-level martial arts master, or a sixth-level general. But for an eighth-level martial arts master... Yang Ji had no experience in curing a strong martial artist of this level.
Moreover, the blood energy situation in the body of the eighth-level Grand Wuzong is much more complicated, and the degree of obsession is definitely different from that of generals and Wuzong.
Yang Ji had no confidence that the Pure Demon Subduing Pill would be useful to him.
This situation is completely different from the situation I had obtained.
"How is Young Master Yang? Are you sure?"
The second master of the Ouyang family looked at his words and noticed that Yang Ji had a troubled look on his face, so he immediately asked. The third lady also looked over, waiting for Yang Ji's answer.
Yang Ji was silent, still hesitating how to answer. The third lady had already noticed something, and her face became very ugly. This time when Yang Ji arrived, she had high hopes. The etiquette was also very grand, and she was treating a VIP at the level.
Even if other heads of aristocratic families arrive, it will be nothing more than this!
Although Yang Ji hasn't said anything yet, his silence is already an answer. The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. The third lady is still waiting for Yang Ji to answer, but Yang Ji's expression is completely different.
She was so kind before, but now she has the sharpness of a lady from a noble family.
And the second master next to him
The ghost alchemist also secretly regretted it. He also found that he had missed an important piece of information. When he first came here, he heard that Zhi was possessed by a maniac. He had never seen the third young master at all, so he turned around and left.
It was only then that I discovered that this was an eighth-level martial arts sect.
"Now you are in trouble. You have shot yourself in the foot."
The Ghost Alchemist was secretly anxious. There had been a commotion all over the city, and all the aristocratic families, nobles, and wealthy families placed great hopes on them and respected them greatly, because they felt that they could cure people who were possessed by evil spirits.
And if it fails now, how much respect it had before, I'm afraid it will be a lot of trouble later. But it just so happens that Yang Ji can't be reminded at this time.
In fact, the ghost alchemist is at a loss now and doesn't know what to do.
The originally lively atmosphere in the room suddenly cooled down a bit. The second master and the third wife looked at Yang Ji, still waiting for his answer.
It was so quiet all around that you could even hear the sound of breathing.
Yang Ji stared at the third young master Ouyang Zifu on the bed, frowning and keeping silent. Suddenly, just when he felt sad and troubled, Yang Ji's heart moved, and he suddenly felt a strange feeling.
"It's evil!"
Yang Ji turned his eyes and looked at Ouyang Zifu on the bed.
The strange fluctuation just now came from Ouyang Zifu. It was very secretive and evil. It was much darker and more pure than any evil that Yang Ji had felt before.
However, this fluctuation is so subtle that even Yang Ji's meticulous mental perception cannot detect it. If Yang Ji was not a literary successor, he was extremely sensitive to the power of evil and dark aura, and would not have been able to detect it at all.
"Buzz!"
Without the slightest hesitation, an awe-inspiring aura at the level of a literary scholar poured into his body and filled his eyes. The next moment, Yang Ji opened his eyes and looked at Ouyang Zifu on the bed. The world in his eyes had completely changed.
In the body of the third son of the Ouyang family, Yang Ji saw countless criss-crossing veins, like a network of veins. All veins were white, if there were any, they were transparent, and the closer to the Dantian, the more veins there were.
And in the center of these criss-crossing transparent veins, Yang Ji clearly saw some extremely deep, dark and evil energy.
This black energy is like mist and veil, wandering erratically in Ouyang Zifu's body. Although the amount is small, this energy is more advanced than any energy Yang Ji has ever seen.
Even the blood energy at the eighth level of martial arts in Ouyang Zifu's body is far behind in strength and grade compared with this evil energy.
The most surprising thing is that this black evil energy is not only absorbing the blood in Ouyang Zifu's body and transforming it into a similar high-level evil force, but also swallowing Ouyang Zifu's soul and spirit as thin as a gossamer.
Make yourself bigger.
"His!"
Seeing this scene, Yang Ji couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"How's it going? Mr. Yang, did you see anything?"
The second master of the Ouyang family said tentatively.
"The power of the evil god!"
Yang Ji shook his head and just uttered four words.
Just hearing these four words, the expression of the second master of the Ouyang family changed wildly, and he could no longer smile.
Yang Ji knew that his judgment was correct, but at this time, Yang Ji had no intention of thinking about anything else. His mind was filled with thoughts, one after another.
The power in Ouyang Zifu's body felt very familiar to Yang Ji, somewhat similar to the evil spirit power of the Tianyin Sect.
But it is much more powerful and pure than the original evil spirit power!
Yang Ji suddenly understood what happened to the third young master. He did not encounter an evil ambush in the alien space at all, but encountered an attack similar to an evil god.
It's not like he became obsessed because of some misfortune. What really caused him to become obsessed was probably a ray of the power of the evil god. Only the power of the evil god can be so pure. It only takes a little bit to far surpass the original power of the evil spirit, and even causes
Strong men of Ouyang Zifu's level are obsessed with it.
The Great Wuzong is indeed powerful, but how can it compare with those mysterious evil gods hiding in the secret space of Tianwaitian.
"It turns out he went to Tianwaitian!"
Yang Ji let out a low cry in his heart. At this moment, his soul was so blessed that a passage suddenly opened up.
This third young master did not go to any ordinary alien space. The place he went to was the outer world where the evil god lived. If he was attacked by the evil god in a place like that, it would be quite good to escape with his life and come back.
"Sure enough, the great family has a great foundation, and there are actually disciples of this level. Even when they are ambushed by evil gods, they can still escape. With his cultivation level of the Great Martial Sect, he has ended up like this. I am afraid that the situation at that time was extremely dangerous!
"
Yang Ji was shocked in his heart.
When the second master of the Ouyang family, the second master, said that he had high hopes for him and wanted the third son to take over his position, Yang Ji didn't feel it yet.
But thinking about it carefully now, if he had not encountered this incident, with his strength at the eighth level of martial arts, coupled with his ability to escape from the evil god, he would definitely be more than enough to hold this position.
While he was thinking, Yang Ji suddenly heard a heavy sigh in his ear:
"Young Master Yang, when you first came here, I was still half-convinced. But now, I am completely convinced. Yes, the biggest reason why Zi Mansion is in this situation is because of the power of the evil god.
It took my brother and I a long time to find out this, but I didn’t expect you to find it as soon as you walked in.”
"The power of the evil god is already at the level of a god. We have tried all kinds of methods but can't do anything. We can't even weaken it a little bit. Instead, it aggravates Zifu's injuries."
"Young Master Yang, I won't blame you if you are not cured. When things here are over, I will still send you out. Now I just want to ask you whether Zi Mansion can still save him."
…
The second master of the Ouyang family said sincerely. The power of gods cannot be resisted by mortals, even though they have prepared for the worst.
But after all, I was a little unwilling, so I still maintained the last glimmer of hope! (To be continued...)