Su Yuanzhi also asked her if she knew how Ye Baijun was injured.
Ling Xuewei didn't answer.
"...Hey! I'm talking to you! Do you hear me?"
"Well, you say."
"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, just hope you're safe. If you have any questions, please contact me."
Then Ling Xuewei put down the communication.
Over there, Su Yuanzhi listened to the busy tone and looked puzzled, "What's going on?"
Siyuan came over, heard him muttering, and asked, but he quickly said it was nothing.
"Is Ling Yatou okay there?"
"It's good. It's safe for now."
"That's good." Siyuan sighed, "The situation is urgent now. I heard that the entire central region has fallen. I don't know when those ghosts will come. These days, don't go anywhere. Recuperate in the mountains, you know?"
"Master, I understand." Su Yuanzhi paused, "By the way, Master, are those ghosts from the underworld really that powerful?"
Although they have learned about these monsters from books, they have never really come into contact with them.
Siyuan sighed, with a far-reaching gaze, "Actually, I have never seen it before, my teacher. But it is written in "The Book of One Hundred Ghosts" that once the door to the netherworld is opened, all dark creatures will return to the world. Zombies, monsters, and vampires.
, Yaksha, Nine-Headed Bird, and Ghost Boy will all appear..."
"A hundred ghosts walk at night, destroying all life wherever they go. Eight thousand years ago, the evil god was alive and controlled the ghosts to cause trouble in the world, causing corpses to litter the fields and blood to flow into rivers. It was the darkest era in the entire divine world. For a whole thousand years,
There is no daylight, and the darkness is shrouded like purgatory. The evil god's power is boundless, and the Hundred Ghost Generals under his control are even more invincible. Even the most prestigious sects of the original family cannot compete with it."
"Later, all the immortal cultivators joined forces and fought with them for hundreds of years before defeating them. The four great emperors joined forces to seal the evil god. Among them, the Infinite Emperor is the current Holy Emperor."
The Holy Emperor also became famous because of this battle. He was supported by countless people, which laid the foundation for him to become the Holy Emperor in the future.
However, there are also rumors that the Holy Emperor has been seriously injured since that battle, and his cultivation has been stagnant since then. He used his soul as a sacrifice to seal the evil spirit under the Beidou Palace. Once he died, the seal would be broken naturally. At that time,
The door to the underworld opens, the evil god comes out of the world again, and the ghosts come again.
The Dark Age will eventually come.
By then, I'm afraid countless more lives will have died.
After hearing this, Su Yuanzhi was speechless for a long time.
"Is the Holy Emperor really dead?" Su Yuanzhi asked next.
"The incident happened suddenly that day. Bai Qingshui sacrificed the Holy Emperor and opened the door to the Netherworld. If he really obtained the power of the evil god, the Holy Emperor might..."
Su Yuanzhi looked solemn.
"Master..."
"Yuanzhi, don't worry, master will not let anything happen to you no matter what."
"Master, I'm not afraid of getting hurt..." This year, too many things have happened. First, the Thousand Emperors Sect attacked and severely damaged the sect, and many of its fellow sect members lost their lives. Now, Bai Qingshui rebelled and started a war.
Open the door to the underworld and release hundreds of ghosts...
By then, I don’t know how many companions will die.
Su Yuanzhi couldn't help but feel fear when he thought of this.
How could Siyuan not know what he was thinking?
"Stay away, you have to remember that all things are impermanent, and all life must come to an end. Death is inevitable for everyone, no matter who you are, even if you are a teacher."
"Master..."
Su Yuanzhi's eyes suddenly sore.
"Silly boy, why are you crying? How old are you?"
Siyuan cursed, but his expression was gentle.
Siyuan looked at him and sighed in his heart.
As a disciple, he is good at everything, but he is too attached to love. If a cultivator cannot cut off love, he will sooner or later give birth to inner demons.
But no matter what, he doesn't ask this stupid disciple to be knowledgeable and enlightened in the world, he just wants him to be worthy of heaven and earth and worthy of his heart in this life.
"Okay, go back and rest. Recuperate your injuries quickly. I still have many things to do as a teacher."
After sending the silly boy away, Siyuan also turned around and returned to the cave.
…
evening.
Ling Xuewei went to pick up the two little guys and found them unhappy. After asking, she found out that it was because of the little tiger Lu Yi.
Lu Yi's family is in the Holy Emperor City.
Nowadays, the Holy Emperor City is in chaos, and the Lu family is also in trouble. His father died tragically, and almost the whole family was wiped out. Her mother lost news during the flight, including his two sisters, whose life and death are also unknown.
Lu Yi wanted to look for it, but was stopped by the nuns and guards here.
Lu Yi also has an uncle here. This uncle took people to pick up his mother two days ago, but there has been no news yet.
Most likely, something happened.
After Lu Yi learned about it, he had been worried until he suddenly fell ill today. At that time, all the children in the class were frightened, especially Mianmian. She was sitting next to him. Lu Yi suddenly fell down, and the little guy was stunned on the spot.
cried once.
The masters hurriedly took the man to the infirmary and notified his family.
Now, he has been taken back.
After Ling Xuewei heard the whole story, she felt heartbroken when she looked at her red, rabbit-like eyes.
"Mianmian is so good."
"Mother..." The little guy pursed his lips, hugged her neck, and buried his head in her neck, his whole body wilting.
Ling Xuewei put her arms around her little body, picked her up, and held Diandian with her other hand.
"Mom, little Tiger Gege is sick, will he die?" Her voice trembled softly.
"No, your brother Xiaohu will definitely get better."
"Really?"
"Well. When did my mother lie to you?"
The little guy is still a little wilted.
"Why don't you, mother, take you to meet your brother Xiaohu?"
"Really mother? Mother really wants to take us there?" The little guy suddenly became energetic and looked at her with bright eyes. Even a little bit, his face showed expectation.
Unexpectedly, several children established such a deep friendship without knowing it.
It's okay, just take them to see Lu Yi so that they don't worry.
"Then let's go back first. After dinner, mother will send you a greeting card. We can go there almost tomorrow."
"Ah? We still have to wait until tomorrow?" The little guy raised his ears like a wilting little rabbit.
"It's too late today. It's impolite to visit late at night. What's more, when you come to visit, you always have to prepare some gifts, right?"
In this way, I finally managed to convince the two little guys.
When they returned to Fenglin Mountain, Mianmian and Diandian were whispering in Ling Xuewei's ears about what gifts they wanted to give.
Diandian said that she wanted to give him her building blocks, but Mianmian held the snack she had just made and was reluctant to eat it, saying that she would give it to his brother Xiaohu tomorrow.
Ling Xuewei rubbed her little head and said, "Eat it. Mom will make another one tomorrow."
Only then did he persuade the little guy to stop.
The next day.
Ling Xuewei came to the door with two little guys, and was led all the way to Lu Yi's room by the servants.
The person who received them was the housekeeper of the mansion.
