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There is a saying in the world of practice: "Yunshen doesn't know Xianxia Island, but his determination is unparalleled at Changjian Mountain." It is talking about the two major immortal Dao sects, Xianxia Island and Changjian Mountain, although in essence, the major immortal sects cannot be convinced of Xianxia Island. He and Changjianshan are the leaders of Immortal Dao, but when it comes to fame, these two are indeed the most widely spread.

Xianxia Island is known for its mystery. This mystery is not only for other Daoists, but also for people in the Immortal Dao. Basically, not many immortals can know the location of Xianxia Island for a long time, because the location of Xianxia Island changes. The outer sects of Xianxia Island may not know where Xianxia Island is located, and the outer sects of Xianxia Island basically do not claim to have anything to do with Xianxia Island. They are all independent sects in the eyes of outsiders.

However, Ji Yuan also has acquaintances on Xianxia Island. In the past, he and Chang Yi and other monks from Xianxia Island destroyed demons, and together with Zhu Tingtao, they refined the immortal rope. They all sent out invitations to Ji Yuan, so Ji Yuan also has a way to find Xianxia Island.

On the side of the cultivation world and some mortal people, it is widely rumored that Xianxia Island is located in the East China Sea. In fact, Ji Yuan knew that Xianxia Island is only in the East China Sea most of the time, but it may actually be in the four seas or even the barren sea.

However, Ji Yuan did not immediately take out the road-guiding talisman given by Zhu Tingtao, but flew in the direction of Yunshan.

"Hey, Ji Yuan, the east is over there, do you want to go to Yunshan Temple first?"

Xie Zhi reminded, Ji Yuan shook his head.

"No, Ji will drop by to pick up a fellow Taoist."

"Receiving a Daoist friend?"

"Well, a fellow Daoist who has been waiting for many years."

Xie Zhi was stunned for a moment, what other masters he knew that he didn't know about? But Xiezhi is not in a hurry, anyway, he will know soon.

Not long after, Ji Yuan and Xie Zhi had already reached the sky over Bingzhou. As expected, Ji Yuan did not go directly to the Yunshan Mountains, but fell towards a town in Bingzhou.

About a hundred meters above the town, Ji Yuan and Xie Zhi both looked at Yunshan from a distance, and a faint white light appeared on the horizon, and it was getting closer.

After more than ten breaths, the white light had reached the vicinity of Jiyuan and Xiezhi, and turned into a spirited old man with white beard and white hair, who was the **** of world travel, Qin Zizhou.

"Mr. Ji, Mr. Xie!"

"Qin Gong!" "Qin Shenjun!"

The three saluted each other, and Xie Zhi asked one more question out of curiosity.

"Qin Shenjun, are you here to pick up that fellow Taoist too?"

Qin Zizhou stroked his beard and nodded.

"I felt that the time had come, and the old man rushed over immediately. I wanted to inform Mr. Ji, but I didn't want Mr. to arrive first, but it saved the trouble."

"This matter is also on the mind of Ji, it is a coincidence, let's go, let's go together."

"Please!"

Xie Zhi looked at Ji Yuan and Qin Zizhou who knew everything, and couldn't help grinning. These two guys like to play dumb riddles, so he didn't ask.

'It's so mysterious, I'll find out after a while anyway. ’

The three of them fell together towards the city below, which was Dongle County in Bingzhou.

This time, Ji Yuan didn't stick to entering the city from outside the city. He landed in the center of the city with Xie Zhi and Qin Zizhou. After walking a few steps north along the central avenue, he arrived at a large and stylish family. in front of the mansion.

Xiezhi looked up and saw that "Yellow House" was written on the plaque on the door of the big family, and there was a small batch of text behind it, which said "House of Goodness".

‘Could it be that the fellow Daoist in Jiyuan’s mouth is a mortal? ’

There was obviously something going on in this big family. Several carriages had already stopped outside. At the moment, there were also carriages and horses. A servant of the Huang Family immediately ran out and nodded and bowed in front of the carriage.

"Mr. Xu, are you here? Come in quickly!"

The coachman got out of the carriage and put the stools away, while the servants of the Yellow House stretched out their hands to help the people on the carriage, but the curtains of the carriage were lifted, and a Confucian scholar who was wearing a square scarf came out.

"Thank you, Xu can walk on his own without any help!"

"Yes, sir, please! Your lord must be very happy to have you come from afar."

The servants of the Huang residence took a step back, and the Confucian scholar on the carriage quickly walked down, looking very strong.

"Even if you are far away, Xu will definitely come after hearing about this, please."

When the scholar was talking, his eyes swept across the carriages and horses in front of the gate of the Yellow House, and across the street in front of the gate of the Yellow House. He happened to see the three of Ji Yuan, and he couldn't help but glance twice.

"Uh, Mr. Xu, but I saw..."

The Confucian shook his head.

"Don't worry, the messenger of Yin Division has not arrived yet, so there is still some time."

"That's good, that's good! Ninth Young Master hasn't come back yet... Oh, please sir!"

The scholar nodded, and then followed the servants of the Huang Mansion into the mansion.

"Oh? He noticed us. He seems to be a wise scholar."

Xiezhi's statement is the same as some statements in the world of practice today, and Confucian scholars who have made achievements in literature and Taoism are also defined as a kind of practitioners.

"By the way, we're not going in?"

"We'll come in together later."

Hearing Ji Yuan's words, Xie Zhi was stunned, who else is coming?

However, Xiezhi's doubts did not last long. He soon knew who Ji Yuan was referring to. At the end of the street, outside the sight of ordinary people, there was a cloud of yin pervading him.

And under the circumstance that the yin qi clears the way, there is a group of people moving forward, some people are holding umbrellas, some people are carrying knives, some people are carrying chains, some people are holding books and pens, all of them are neatly dressed as servants. Clothing, the first two wore high hats, and the rest were also worn by the officers.

"The messenger of the underworld! Someone in it is going to die?"

Xiezhi was very surprised, because until now he had not been able to detect the death energy of the Huang Mansion. As long as a cultivator with a little Taoism can faintly perceive this kind of thing, even a mortal with a keen intuition is likely to feel some, and he Xiezhi Chi, the dignified divine beast, has recovered some of its states, but he doesn't even notice it.

"Hahaha, fellow Daoist Xie, it's not that your spiritual sense is wrong, but that there really isn't any dead energy here."

When Xiezhi was talking to Qin Zizhou, the messenger of the Yin Division had already arrived at the gate of Huangfu, but he went in directly as usual, but waited at the gate.

"The messenger of the Yin Division is waiting outside the door, and Gong waits for the sage Yushou to die. It seems that this family of a hundred benevolence is worthy of the name, but it seems that they can't receive people, right?"

Xie Zhi already understood that the fellow Daoist that Ji Yuan and Qin Zizhou were talking about were the same as the messenger of Yin Si.

"Even if you don't hit it, it's not far away, let's go."

In fact, Ji Yuan doesn't often play riddles, but I have to say, this feeling is very good.

The three of them stopped talking and walked directly to the Huang Mansion. The messenger of the Yin Division over there seemed to have noticed the approach of the three, but the two sun-gods at the head recognized Ji Yuan at a glance. This one used to be in Dongle. Xian and Long Jun together chased away a real demon.

Riyoushen whispered a few words to the left and right, and then the messengers of the Yin Division turned around and bowed and saluted when Ji Yuan and others approached.

"I'm waiting to see Mr. Ji and the two immortals!"

Ji Yuan nodded.

"This is Mr. Xie, this is Qin Shenjun, Huang Xingye will have something to do with ordinary people at the end of his life, or it may disturb everyone's souls, and I hope the envoy of the Yin Division will forgive me."

"Where is Mr. Ji, if you need my help, you can just tell Mr.

"Well, let's wait for the descendants of the Huang family and friends to say goodbye to Huang Xingye, and then go in together. You pick up your souls, and we invite our fellow Taoists."

Xie Zhi is at a loss again, can the messenger of the Yin Division still invite the soul? Wasn't Huang Xingye the one who planned the fate?

"I said Ji Yuan, it's almost time to tell me?"

In the tense situation, Ji Yuan was still able to make fun of it. Seeing that Xie Zhi finally couldn't hold back, he smiled and replied in a low voice.

"Human God? Is there really such a thing? Uh no, is there such a god?"

Xie Zhi always thought that the **** of human beings was invented by the current practice world, because he had never seen it before, and had never heard of it before.

"Yes, there is one in it."

Qin Zizhou answered with certainty that he had been paying attention to this side for many years, and he would also secretly protect Huang Xingye, in order to keep this fragile god.

Ji Yuan had talked about expelling the true demon before, but he had never talked about Huang Xingye's human spirit, so this time he took the opportunity to tell Xie Zhi about his slightly concealed past.

About two and a half days later, half an hour after Huang Xingye's ninth son's carriage arrived, Ji Yuan and others were ready to leave.

"It seems that Huang Xingye is struggling to support him, and finally he has waited for his youngest son to see him one last time."

"Mr. Ji, it's time, can I go in?"

"Okay, let's go in together."

The three of Ji Yuan and the messenger of Yin Si walked into the Huangfu together, and a gust of wind slowly blew inwards.

huh... huh...

In the large house in the backyard of the Huang Mansion, the Huang family and some friends were almost all concentrated here. After Huang Jiulang returned home, Huang Xingye was excited and his condition deteriorated sharply. All those who could arrive rushed over in a short time.

Beside the bed, an old man took his pulse and stood up shaking his head slightly.

"The old man has done his best, and the ginseng soup can't hold it anymore."

"Father!" "Huang Gong"

"master……"

The Huang family looked at the bed with concern. Huang Jiulang knelt on the edge of the bed and grabbed Huang Xingye's hand.

"Father, do you have anything to tell the children?"

Huang Xingye shook his head slightly.

"I, this life, is enough... so..."

huh... huh...

A gust of cold wind blew in, and the Confucian scholar Xu surnamed in the room was the first to notice it, and then looked towards the door. On the other side of the corridor, a group of people shrouded in Yin Qi was walking slowly.

"Huang Gong, everyone, the messenger of the Yin Division has come to pick up people."

Today, some well-heeled people, if they have the ability, will mostly invite truly virtuous and learned people to come when their family members are about to die, because they are already extraordinary in a certain sense and can see the messenger of the underworld.

When the scholar surnamed Xu said this, some of the Huang family were afraid, some were excited, some were overwhelmed, and some went to the bedside and grabbed Huang Xingye's hand.

The messenger of Yinsi entered the room and bowed to the Confucian surname Xu. The latter also respectfully returned the salute. All the relatives and friends of the Huang family looked in the direction of the Confucian’s return. Although there was nothing there, the messenger of Yinsi must be there. Some people He also noticed that Huang Xingye on the bed also turned his head to look there, as if he really saw something.

The leading Riyoushen stepped forward and saluted Huang Xingye before saying.

"Huang Gong, your time has come, Lord Chenghuang asked us to come and invite you! Please get up quickly!"

When the Sun Tour God spoke, Huang Xingye on the bed seemed to have regained his energy and strength, and slowly got up and sat up, no, it was the soul who sat up, not the person~www.NovelMTL.com~ because there was still one lying on the bed.

"Father—" "Master!"

Huang Xingye died, and the relatives and friends of the Huang family began to cry, while the scholar surnamed Xu looked at Huang Xingye, who was standing in front of the messenger of Yin Si, and bowed again.

"Mr. Huang, go well."

"Thank you Mr. Xu for sending me off."

However, the strange thing about the scholar surnamed Xu was that the messenger of the Yin Division did not take Huang Xingye away immediately, but waited aside. Huang Xingye's own soul seemed to be very curious.

Then, three people came in from outside the house, and the relatives and friends of the Huang residence were also unaware, but the scholar surnamed Xu could see clearly that the three were the people he met outside the residence two days ago.

Ji Yuan took the lead and walked in with Xiezhi and Qin Zizhou. The messengers of the Yin Division saluted them one after another, but Ji Yuan just nodded to them, and then walked over to Huang Xingye's corpse. A golden-red shimmer covered the corpse. There are the spells he left behind and the light within the corpse.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, you should still recognize Ji, let's go with us!"

Qin Zizhou also laughed.

"Friend Huang Daoist please show up!"

It didn't take long for the two of them to speak, and the golden red light on Huang Xingye's corpse became intense, and then it kept shrinking and converging on the forehead, and then slowly descending, and finally came out from Huang Xingye's nostrils. A golden red light filled the air. The radiant minifigure looks exactly the same as Huang Xingye.

"You are Mr. Ji, you are Qin Shenjun, you have two fellow Taoists!"

"Please!"

Ji Yuan stretched out his right hand, and Xiao Huang Xingye jumped to his palm.

Xie Zhi widened his eyes and looked at the little goddess the size of half a melon seed in Jiyuan's palm. Although his body was small, his spirit was infinite, as if it was made of heaven and earth.

"There are really human beings and gods, and the human race is really the spirit of heaven and earth?"

It was not until this moment that Xie Zhi had to admit that he was a small world.