Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

The innate world, the peak of Tao.

On the huge holy lotus seat surrounded by clouds and mist, as countless innate qi rushed in madly, the fused and condensed Taixu phantom finally manifested as an old man with long gray hair.

He was skinny and small, with wrinkles all over his face, and a pair of deep, sunken eyes, making him look old, weak and frail.

In the middle of the forehead, there is a word "Tao" carved with great energy, and the air waves are rolling, full of unknown power, as if it can swallow everything.

Taixu slowly opened his eyes and looked at the dry old hand that was raised. A ferocious anger appeared on his wrinkled face.

"I have been sleeping for too long. My holy body is full of traces of time. How can I use it?"

As he spoke, he crossed his withered old hands, and immediately a terrifying gilded aura shot out, which shattered a suspended world on the left with a loud bang.

Seeing this scene, Yin Yi, who was kneeling under the lotus seat, suddenly became anxious.

"Taishang Daozu, this world was built by me with tens of billions of universes, you..."

"What? Are you feeling heartbroken already?" Taixu snorted coldly, and suddenly grabbed with his big hand. A powerful suction force wrapped around Yin Yi's neck and pulled her in front of him.

This sudden scene made Yin Yi feel suffocated and her face turned pale for a moment.

"Yin Yi, what are you thinking about?" Tai Xu asked with a fierce look in his eyes, "Still can't forget your pretty face?"

Yin Yi shook his head with difficulty, then began to cough violently.

"You may not be able to forget him, and I don't expect you to forget him either." Taixu suddenly pulled Yin Yi to a position where his face was close to his: "But now, I need to practice dual cultivation. I need the luck of living beings to restore my original appearance and strength. Only you can help me with this..."

Before he could finish his words, he was met with firm resistance from Yin Yi, who pushed hard with both hands and suddenly struggled violently.

"You don't want to?" Taixu's face was extremely gloomy: "Don't you want to be the main god of this sect?"

Yin Yi struggled and shook her head hurriedly, but because her neck was strangled, she couldn't breathe at all.

"Everything you have is given by me, including your life." Taixu said with a sinister look in his eyes: "Daoism requires our joint efforts. We must restore the sacredness of the innate world as soon as possible, and then derive the acquired world."

"All of this requires me, and only I can do it, otherwise everything will be..."

boom!

With a sudden crisp sound, Yin Yi punched Taixu on the cheek, taking the opportunity to transform into a black and white gas and escape from Taixu's throat.

His thin body shook, Taixu reached out to touch his bleeding nose, and immediately became furious.

"Taishang Daozu, wait!"

Just when Taixu was about to make a move, Yin Yi, who had broken free, hurriedly waved his hands.

"How dare you defy me?" Taixu's voice was shaking with anger.

“Grand Daoist Ancestor, you are extremely uncalm and irrational right now.” Yin Yi looked anxious, and suddenly put a black and white gilded long sword on his neck: “If you want to use force without even letting me finish my words, then I will immediately self-destruct in front of you. From now on, you will be alone in the Dao Sect, and it will take you a longer time to recover and derive the innate holy spirit.”

Faced with Yin Yi's desperate threat, the word "Tao" on Taixu's brows instantly shrank together.

However, Yin Yi's actions also made Taixu think twice.

With his cheeks twitching, Taixu asked through gritted teeth: "What do you want to say?"

"You want to force me to practice dual cultivation, not for the sake of recovering your strength and appearance as soon as possible, but because you simply don't trust me, right?"

Hearing this, Taixu's brows relaxed and he gradually narrowed his eyes.

"You always think that I can't forget Jiang Chen, and that I'm not on the same page with you." Yin Yi shouted word by word, "During the previous decisive battle, you saw my actions. If I really wasn't on the same page with you, you wouldn't be alive today."

"Either you will be killed by Jiang Chen, fall into the Netherworld, and be humiliated by the Great Netherworld, or you will be taken alive by the Great Saint and taken to the heretic, where you will be manipulated by him and become his puppet."

"However, it is precisely because of my choice and decision that you can now return to the Xiantian world safely, and then humiliate and force me, treat me as a slave, and trample on me at will."

"You are so domineering and cruel, and so stubborn. Do you think that even if you derive another innate holy god and re-evolve the acquired world, you can really kill Jiang Chen and trample Taisheng's paganism and Taiyou's netherworld under your feet?"

"By then, I'm afraid that the one who rebels against you will not be just one Jiang Chen, but thousands, tens of thousands, or even countless Jiang Chens."

Facing Yin Yi's angry scolding, Taixu's wrinkled cheeks twitched constantly.

He felt an unprecedented offense, and it was also a challenge to the authority of his supreme Taoist master.

However, although Yin Yi's words were harsh, they were not entirely unreasonable.

More importantly, at this moment, the only person he could use was Yin Yi, and only Yin Yi knew Jiang Chen best.

After realizing this, Taixu suddenly burst into laughter again.

"As expected of a saint who has gone deep into the afterlife world and survived the calamity and returned, he is indeed more insightful than Dofu and the others."

Seeing that Yin Yi still hadn't given up the idea of ​​committing suicide, Taixu sighed again.

"Yin Yi, you know my temper. If I can't figure out something, there will always be a thorn in my heart, but once the misunderstanding is cleared up, I can open my heart to you."

As he said that, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Yin Yi.

"I know your attitude. In fact, I still support you and Jiang Chen being together, but the premise is that he has to stop and return to the right path."

Lies, all lies, don’t believe a single word of it.

Yin Yi stared at Taixu closely, having already labeled him as a sinister, vicious, and shameless thief in her heart.

"Okay, let's get this off our chest." Taixu suddenly smiled and said, "It's time for me to officially go into seclusion to recover my strength. However, before that, I still want you to derive the Innate Holy Spirit."

As he spoke, he spread out his hands, and nine gilded light balls suddenly flew in front of Yin Yi.

Seeing that Yin Yi was indifferent, Taixu laughed again and said, "Don't be so petty. These nine light balls will soon give rise to nine holy gods. Just like before, they will all give rise to nine great theories of the Dao."

"The difference is that you are their main god. You can decide life and death and control everything about them. The subsequent world that is derived from it is also given to you to rule."

As he spoke, he took out another dazzling scepter and flew in front of Yin Yi again.

Seeing all this, Yin Yi frowned and still didn't answer.

"Yin Yi." Taixu's voice suddenly became stern: "This is related to the overall situation of the revival of our Taoism. Now is not the time to be angry."

Yin Yi snorted: "But you have to promise me that from now on, you will never do that again..."

"It's just a test." Taixu interrupted Yin Yi: "Go, I want to retreat."

"Wait." Yin Yi suddenly put down the black and white sword in his hand and said in a deep voice: "The Supreme Saint is here and wants to see you."

Upon hearing this, Taixu's face suddenly changed.