After Wen He and Ghost Emperor's words fell to the ground, the main hall of Yintian Palace became dull.
No one spoke.
Although they are not afraid of the Immortal Night Emperor, they really don't have the confidence to deal with that monster-like guy.
After a long time, the voice of the guardian god of Yintian Palace sounded out: "Our Yintian Palace accepted a ghost cultivator before. This person was a registered disciple of the Immortal Night Emperor during his lifetime. Why don't we just let him go."
"Don't let others set up a secret chess game." Yuntian Ghost Emperor said with a smile.
"Before entering the underworld, I personally investigated it." the guardian god of Yintian Palace replied.
"In that case, it's settled, remember to act as soon as possible." Wen and Ghost Emperor nodded.
Seeing Wen and Ghost Emperor nodding, everyone said nothing more.
Among the three ghost emperors who came this time, the strongest one was not the terrifying looking Leisha Ghost Emperor, but this old man who looked unintimidating, elegant and easy-going.
Others are more likely to listen and express their opinions.
But the final decision can only be made by Wen and Ghost Emperor.
After Wenhe Ghost Emperor finished speaking, he disappeared from his position.
Ghost Emperor Yuntian stood up, stretched, yawned, and left.
The Thunder Demon Ghost Emperor turned into a black thunder and disappeared.
Only Luo Feng, the six-day guardian god, is left.
No one spoke.
Except for the guardian god of Yintian Palace, the other five heavenly guardian gods all left silently.
The guardian god of Yintian Palace was still sitting in his original position, waiting quietly.
He has already informed the registered disciple of the Immortal Night Emperor.
Time passes slowly.
After half a stick of incense, a black-haired old man with swaying sleeves entered the main hall of Yintian Palace.
When the old man saw the guardian god of Yintian Palace, he bowed and said, "Qin Jiao has seen the palace guardian god."
The guardian god of Yintian Palace nodded slightly and said slowly: "Do you already know about the affairs of the Third Division of the City God's Temple?"
The old man Qin Jiao replied: "I just received the news."
The guardian god of Yintian Palace was not surprised and said again: "Then do you know who Ye Xuan is?"
When the old man Qin Jiao heard this, he shook his head and said, "Please give me some instructions from the guardian god."
The guardian god of Yintian Palace 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 palace guard god suddenly asked this, but he still said honestly: "The Immortal Night Emperor."
The guardian god of Yintian Palace nodded slightly and said, "Yes, Ye Xuan is the immortal Ye Emperor."
"What!?" The old man Qin Jiao was suddenly shocked.
The guardian god of Yintian Palace said slowly: "I have told you before that your master will never die."
"Now I will give you a task, and also give you a chance to see Master again."
"The power of canonizing the three divisions of the City God's Temple is all in the hands of Emperor Ye, but this will make him the opposite of me in the underworld."
"All you need to do is to show me the sincerity of Hades. Write down all his requests and report back to me."
"clear?"
The old man Qin Jiao felt a panic in his heart. He was silent for a moment, then bowed and said, "I understand."
The guardian god of Yintian Palace looked at the old man and said calmly: "You don't seem to be as happy as you thought?"
Qin Jiao's heart tightened, and then he said: "It's hard to be happy knowing that my teacher is on the opposite side of Hades."
The guardian god of Yintian Palace said calmly: "This is human nature, but don't forget that from the moment you entered the underworld and became a ghost cultivator, you are no longer a human being."
Qin Jiao understood the meaning of the myth of Yintian Palace, nodded and said: "I understand."
"Go." The guardian god of Yintian Palace waved his hand.
"Subordinates, please retire." Qin Jiao exited the main hall of Yintian Palace.
After leaving the main hall of Yintian Palace, Qin Jiao did not rush to complete the task, but returned to his palace first.
Locking himself in the training room, Qin Jiao recalled his experiences over the years.
At that time, he was just a handyman of the Qin family in the Tianzhou Continent of the Xuanhuang world. On the occasion of life and death, he met his teacher, the Immortal Night Emperor. The teacher passed down a mysterious skill to him, allowing him to counterattack and rise to become the most dazzling Qin family.
With his existence, even the most powerful prodigy of the Qin family became his subordinate.
Later, all the great saints in Tianzhou favored him.
But he only wanted to become stronger, because he had seen the mysterious power of his teacher, and he yearned for the world of the strong.
However, in his era, there were countless geniuses. Even though he possessed the powerful skills passed down by his teacher, he still lost and fell in the final battle with a peerless powerhouse for destiny.
His life was filled with countless brilliance.
But he still failed to create the ultimate glory.
He never saw his teacher again.
Maybe the teacher was disappointed.
After his death, he was taken to the underworld by the underworld guide, 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 allowed him to have an unimpeded journey, and he soon became the mainstay of the Yintian Palace, and became the direct subordinate of the Yintian Palace Guardian God, one of Luo Feng's six heavenly guardian gods.
But now, the guardian god of Yintian Palace asked him to meet the teacher, and the teacher was still on the opposite side of Hades.
This made Qin Jiao feel very complicated.
In fact, only he knows that he lied...
He is not a registered disciple of the Immortal Night Emperor at all.
Although he regards the Immortal Night Emperor as his teacher, there is no master-disciple relationship between the two parties.
The teacher also told him back then not to tell anyone about this matter.
But he went against the teacher's wishes.
There was silence for a long time.
Qin Jiao rubbed his temples, feeling uneasy.
"That's all, I'll go ahead and apologize."
Qin Jiao opened his eyes and made up his mind.
After thinking about it, Qin Jiao also gave up, no matter how much.
If the teacher really blamed him, he would just accept his fate.
Anyway, everything I have is given by my teacher.
If it weren't for the teacher, he would have been beaten to death and thrown off the cliff when he was in the Qin family. How could he have achieved countless brilliance, and how could he be valued by the underworld after his death?
Although he has selfish motives, he is definitely a person who must repay kindness.
This time he went to see the teacher, not to mention the mission, but he had to admit his mistakes!
Therefore, Qin Jiao set out without hesitation with the idea of shouldering a thorn to plead guilty.
And at the same time.
Ye Xuan and his party had already left Xuantian Emperor City and rushed to Zhongxuan Mountain in the Eastern Wasteland.
Along the way, the atmosphere seemed a little strange.
Previously, the Wolf of the East Wilderness and others were a little unhappy with Tang Siyu.
But when they saw Bai Wuchang respecting Tang Siyu so much, they vaguely felt that this saint of the Danxia Sect had a very terrifying origin!
Perhaps in front of Ye Xuan, she is 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 had no intention of explaining.
In fact, Tang Siyu's origin is indeed very scary.
She is the master of Bixia Palace——Bixia Yuanjun, also called Bixia Fairy.
Even at the peak of Qiankun Ancestor's life, he was no match for Tang Siyu.
However, there is no need to explain these things.
That kind of invisible oppression can make guys like the Wolf of the East Wilderness and Ao Rulong fear him even more.
Five days later.
The group returned to Zhongxuan Mountain.
Ancestor Qiankun has been waiting at Zhongxuan Mountain for a long time.
However, when he saw Tang Siyu accompanying Ye Xuan, the ancestor of Qiankun was still stunned for a moment and quietly asked Ye Xuan: "Master, is this guy your new maid?"
Ye Xuan chuckled and said, "I collected it before."
"Before?!" Qiankun Patriarch's heart skipped a beat.
In his memory, the maids taken in by the previous master were each more terrifying than the last, and he could not defeat any of them...
"Then she is..." Qiankun Patriarch was a little frightened, and his eyes gradually became solemn when looking at Tang Siyu.
Tang Siyu looked at the ancestor of Qiankun with a smile, walked over and said: "Isn't this the Little Qiankun?"
Ancestor Qiankun's originally tall body became inexplicably shorter after hearing these words. After he responded, he said cautiously: "Sister, who are you?"
It's hard to imagine a tall old man with white hair and beard calling a girl in her twenties "sister".
It makes people laugh.
When Tang Siyu saw that the ancestor of Qiankun didn't know him yet, he couldn't help but feel moved in his heart and said with a straight face: "Even I have forgotten? Xiao Qiankun, can you do that?"
Ancestor Qiankun was about to cry and quickly gave Ye Xuan a wink.
Ye Xuan couldn't help laughing when he saw the appearance of Qiankun Patriarch: "She is Bixia, now her name is Tang Siyu."