Yin and Yang Taoist Code

Outside the Taixu Hall, Li Chuyi, who was sent away by Taoist Bai Jie, was sitting on the steps carved out of white jade, sighing incessantly.

He is worried!

He was in a good mood at first and felt that he could finally live a happy life. But before he left, he learned that someone had agreed to a condition on his behalf and that he would help the Burial King in the future. How could he not feel worried?

Although I had such a grand wish in my heart to accept the Burial King as a gatekeeper in the future, I just thought about it to make myself feel good. From the bottom of his heart, Li Chuyi never wanted to see that place again.

Li Chuyi still felt very resentful in his heart towards Taoist Baijie who had promised on his behalf. But thinking about the dangerous situation, he still clearly remembered that before he fell into coma, he saw that Baijie Taoist seemed to be gradually no longer able to defeat the old monster of the Burial King. If he were still awake, he would probably agree to it.

With a frown on his face, he thought of the words "wait until the right time" said by Taoist Bai Jie, and felt a little comforted.

What is the right time?

have no idea.

But Li Chuyi knew that considering the cultivation of the old monster that was about to turn into ashes at the fossil level of the Burial King, it was probably still a long way off for him to be able to "help". At least, there should be no problems in the near future.

Besides, he has already come out. The sky is high and the birds can fly. If he doesn't want to go, who can force him? Could it be that the Burial King could still escape from that place of death?

Feeling happy again, he couldn't help but dream about his happy life in the future. Would that beautiful woman Xue Qing be surprised when she saw him? Would that little girl Xiao Yu who was ogling me directly pounce on her? As for the other disciples, I can be regarded as half of their benefactors, so they would give me some thank-you gifts or something, right?

Thinking again of the cold-faced uncle, who seemed to be named Ye Zhichen, and having to stay with such an ice cube for the next few days, Li Chuyi couldn't help but feel depressed again.

"We must find an opportunity to discuss with Sister Xueqing and let her find a way to take me out!" Gritting his teeth, Li Chuyi secretly made up his mind.

The two monks on duty stood quietly and looked at Li Chuyi silently, secretly guessing his origins. At first they secretly wondered if the little fat man was a descendant of Taoist Bai Jie, but when they heard the little fat man say "Uncle Master" before leaving, they immediately guessed that the little fat man's master was an old friend of their ancestor.

Seeing Li Chuyi's face constantly changing from happy to gnashing his teeth to frowning, the two of them were secretly surprised that he could change his expression so quickly without the support of magic power without cramping. Then they thought about the proposal made by the Hundred Tribulation Ancestor just now, saying that Ye Zhichen from Divine Sword Peak should take care of him, which made the two of them secretly shocked.

You know, Ye Zhichen is the master of Divine Sword Peak. Although Divine Sword Peak has many disciples, none of them belong to him. Ye Zhichen is an outlier in Taixu Palace and even the entire Tianmen Mountain. He always has a cold face and a cold personality. He never accepts any disciples, and he doesn't even have a few servants to clean his house. He is always alone and no strangers are allowed to enter.

Now, for some reason, the ancestor asked Ye Zhichen to take care of a child. Both of them found it incredible when they thought about it, and they believed that with Ye Zhichen's character, he would definitely refuse.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and the two looked back and saw that it was Ye Zhichen. His face was cold, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. The two of them couldn't help but feel their hearts pounding, thinking to themselves: "You don't know how to kill, do you?"

Li Chuyi didn't have the same cultivation level as the two of them, and he didn't notice it until Ye Zhichen came closer. Li Chuyi raised his head and looked at Ye Zhichen, whose face was filled with vicissitudes of life. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Brother, have you reached an agreement with my uncle? Can I go find Sister Xueqing?"

Ye Zhichen, who had restrained his murderous intent, frowned when he heard this, looked at Li Chuyi, and asked coldly: "What did you call me?"

"Brother!" Li Chuyi rolled his eyes, "Look, your name is Taoist Baijie Ancestor, and I call Taoist Baijie Master Uncle. Logically speaking, I am older than you, so you should also call me Uncle Master or Master. Uncle or something like that, even if Taoist Baijie is your master or uncle, then we can be considered brothers. So, is it wrong for me to call you eldest brother?"

Looking at the careless Li Chuyi, Ye Zhichen looked at his face carefully, and the more he looked at him, the more he felt that he had some similarities with her. Coupled with the mischievous look of her eyes rolling around, and imagining her weird look when she teased him back then, Ye Zhichen couldn't help but move his eyes slightly, showing a little softness.

When Li Chu saw this, he was shocked and thought: "Isn't this uncle a pervert? I'm so disgusted with him, but he doesn't get angry or say anything, and his eyes are much softer. Is he destined to be scolded? Hmm. , when the Taoist priest comes, I will definitely let him figure it out!"

Gathering his mind, Ye Zhichen looked at Li Chuyi who was looking at him strangely. After a slight silence, a smile melted on his cold face and he said, "Don't be naughty. My name is Ye Zhichen, you can call me I am Uncle Ye. I have met your master a few times. Before your master comes, I will take care of you. "

After saying that, he even rubbed Li Chuyi's head lovingly. Li Chuyi's hair stood on end after being rubbed by him, and his face was even more strange and frightened. Looking at Ye Zhichen blankly, Li Chuyi couldn't help but think to himself: "He's still laughing when he's so disgusting? Isn't he really a pervert?"

The two monks on duty next to them were already stupid. After so many years in Taixu Palace, not to mention them, how many people in the entire Tianxu Palace and even Tianmen Mountain have seen Ye Zhichen, the master of Divine Sword Peak, smile? Not only did he laugh, he even rubbed the little fat man’s head! Who doesn't know that Ye Zhichen's actions have resulted in bloodshed? Which of the heads his hands have touched in the past was not chopped off by him and held in his hand? And now Ye Zhichen actually rubs other people's heads like he dotes on his juniors?

Could this little fat man be Ye Zhichen's illegitimate son? Did you come to Taixu Palace this time to find relatives?

The expressions of the two monks on duty remained unchanged, but the fire of gossip in their hearts had already been ignited. There is no way, if it were anyone else, their state of mind would not be like this, but this is Ye Zhichen! The ruthless swordsman Ye Zhichen is known as "Heaven's lover is ruthless"!

Ye Zhichen, who didn't know what the three of them were thinking, put away his smile slightly and said calmly: "Shenjian Peak is quite far away from here. You must be tired from walking all the way. Let's set off now. When we get there, you can Rest first, I will inform Xue Qing of your news later and let her come to see you."

Li Chuyi asked with some struggle: "Do I have to live with you? Can't I go find Sister Xueqing?"

Ye Zhichen's face turned cold and he glared and said, "No matter how big or small you are, you have to call me Aunt Xueqing or Aunt Qing, but you can't call me sister."

"But Sister Xueqing is very young. If you call her aunt, she will get angry. My master said that the most terrifying thing for a woman when she is angry is even greater than a natural disaster!" Li Chuyi said dissatisfied.

Ye Zhichen hesitated slightly and had a headache. He was not good at talking before, but after his personality changed drastically, he became even more withdrawn for many years. Now that I have met such a naughty kid like Li Chuyi, how can I not have a headache?

So, his face turned slightly cold, he glared at Li Chuyi and said seriously: "If I say no, I mean no! I want to call Aunt Qing, do you hear me?"

"Yes, Uncle Ye."

Li Chuyi was originally a little afraid of this cold-faced middle-aged man. How could he dare to say no when he saw such a look on his face. Although he secretly criticized this unreasonable middle-aged man in his heart, he quickly put on a well-behaved look on his face and agreed sweetly.

Nodding with satisfaction, he nodded slightly to the two monks on duty who looked respectful but were already in a panic. As soon as Ye Zhichen's sword finger came out, he saw the long sword at his waist suddenly come out of his body, and after circling him for a week, It quietly grew in size and floated forward like a small boat.

He stretched out his hand and pulled Li Chuyi onto the sword. With a slight movement of his feet, the flying sword turned into a silhouette and disappeared in the sea of ​​clouds instantly.

On the flying sword, Li Chuyi sat silently behind Ye Zhichen, feeling extremely sad about the miserable life he might face in the future.

Ye Zhichen in front had his back to Li Chuyi. On his face that Li Chuyi couldn't see, a complicated look appeared on his face, and tears of memories flashed faintly in his eyes.

In his mind, he couldn't help but picture that beautiful figure.

"Your name is Ye Zhichen?"

"Let me call you Little Leaf from now on. Seeing as you are so young and have such a handsome face, how can you call Ye Zhichen such an old-fashioned name?"

"Why do you call me Brother Ye? How do you know that I'm younger than you? Why don't you call me Sister Xueling? I want to call you Little Ye Zi, and I'll piss you off, hahahaha~~~"

The silver bell-like laughter seemed to still linger in my ears, and finally turned into a sigh.

"Brother Ye, farewell forever. If there is an afterlife, we will meet again."

A drop of crystal water suddenly appeared in the air, and was then blown away by the wind into countless small water droplets, floating in the air, faintly glowing with crystal brilliance.

Silently staring at the white clouds in front of him, Ye Zhichen said in his heart: "Ling'er, I regret that I couldn't save you back then. Now that your son has come to me, I will definitely take good care of him."

"Do not worry!"

The white clouds in the distance seemed to turn into a beautiful figure in white, smiling and nodding at Ye Zhifan on the flying sword. Ye Zhichen seemed to hear the familiar silver bell-like laughter in the gentle breeze.