The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Chapter 364 You Ji, King of Ghosts!

Seven days later.

In the wilderness, southwest, marginal area.

Baihua Valley.

This is a very hidden valley, surrounded by towering bamboo forests, covering the valley very tightly.

In the valley, the stream is winding, flowers are blooming, no fierce birds and beasts are seen, only many butterflies are dancing and dancing, and there are occasional two or three birds fluttering, making a soft chirping, making the whole valley look vigorous.

In the center of the Baihua Valley, a simple wooden house is standing in it, surrounded by a fence, just like a rural farm house, it looks very simple.

At the moment, in the room.

“Fan Big Brother, try this!”

Next to the wooden table, Qing Yao gently picked up a piece of duck meat and gently placed it in Bu Huan’s bowl.

“Again…”

Bu Feihua picked up the duck meat with a bitter face, and then, closing his eyes, as if facing some life or death test, he slammed the duck meat from his chopsticks into his mouth.

The next moment, I saw Bu Feihua’s face weirdly distorted, as if suffering some painful test, swallowing his throat with difficulty.

call!

After a long time, after taking a bite of duck meat, Bu Fei Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

“Is it so unpalatable?!”

Upon seeing this, Qing Yao couldn’t help rolling her eyes at Bu Feihua, curling her mouth.

With that said, Qing Yao once again picked up a piece of duck meat from the bowl on the wooden table, put it into own’s mouth, and chewed lightly.

“It’s delicious!”

After a while, Qing Yao ate a piece of duck meat, and Qing Yao pouted her mouth, looking at Bu Huanfu in confusion.

Bu Feihua held his forehead helplessly, and gave Qing Yao a thumbs up with a wordless expression on his face, and said, “I’m taking you!!”

Seven days ago, after killing the Silvertail King, he took Qingyao to find a small human race town, where he had a delicious meal and a drink, and after some comforting the five internal organs temple, he came to this valley. Li was temporarily reclusive.

After all, judging from the news from the King of Silver Tail, Buddhism’s hostility towards him now can be said to have reached the point of unending death.

Others, such as the Heavenly Academy, the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the Heavenly Sword Academy, Sect, although he also thought that he was mostly trapped in the Heavenly Emperor’s treasure house, but, just in case, he sent a lot of people. The disciples are distributed everywhere, and they are always paying attention to his

Down

fall.

In this way, if his whereabouts are discovered, it will definitely attract Buddhism and these forces to encircle and suppress him.

At that time, based on his performance in the ‘Heavenly Emperor’s Treasure House’ that day, those forces seeking to be secure, in all likelihood, will dispatch quasi-sage-level powerhouses.

And now the “Nine Apertures to the Sacred Heart” has entered the cooling stage. With the power of the Cultivation Base of the “Hanlin Realm” of the extraordinary, against the powerhouse of the quasi-sage level, even if he has the “Pray for Demons” and other sages aimed at Buddhists. Pinzhi’s poems are definitely the end of lifelessness.

Therefore, he can only choose to act in a low-key manner for the time being, find a place to hide temporarily, and wait for the cooling time of the skill of the’Nine Apertures to the Sacred Heart’ to pass.

As long as the cooling time of the skill of “Nine Apertures to Sacred Heart” has passed, the world is so big that he will be 100% sure to save his life even if he is besieged and killed the strongest quasi-sage level!

After coming to Baihua Valley, Qingyao wanted to experience the life of a mortal couple, so she did it by herself every day, wanting to learn from a mortal woman, be like a mortal woman, be a husband and a child, cook and wash clothes.

It’s a pity that other housework is okay, but Qing Yao really doesn’t have any talent for cooking and cooking. Basically, he makes dark dishes every day, and concessions are extremely tortured.

The most horrible thing is that Qing Yao herself eats these dark dishes with gusto, and the concession is particularly dumbfounded and puzzled!

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“Is it here?!”

In the void, the ghost king Wan Wan wore a cyan Confucian shirt, drove the black cloud, folded his hands, looked at the peaceful valley of Hundred Flowers in front of him, and whispered softly.

On his right side, a woman wearing a black gauze dress, a black veil, and a graceful figure had an inexplicable halo, and she fell straight on the wooden house hidden among the flowers, whispering: “It seems that Yao’er should be in this wooden house…”

The ghost king slightly chins his head, and a strange light flashes in his eyes. Immediately, with a movement of his mind, the black cloud falls straight down, and in an instant it falls in front of the wooden house.

“come yet?!”

When the black cloud fell, Bu Feihua noticed it for the first time, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he stood up.

“Father is here?!”

Qing Yao also seemed to sense something, with a sudden joy on her face, and stood up together.

Seven days ago, after Bu Feifei took Qing Yao to settle here, he asked Qing Yao to use secret methods to get in touch with the ghost king, reported safety to the ghost king, and asked the ghost king to come here to tell the story in person.

Now, the ghost king is here for the appointment.

Squeak!

Qing Yao opened the door of the wooden house with joy.

Entering the eyes, the ghost king and the woman are standing side by side.

Among them, the King of Ghosts stands with his hands up and down, his head full of black hair fluttering in the wind, making him look extraordinarily free and easy and charming.

After he saw Qing Yao, his face showed an imperceptible joy, but his eyes were still indifferent, as if there was not much excitement and joy.

But after seeing Qing Yao, the woman’s face was full of joy and excitement, and her eyes toward Qing Yao were full of soft light and love.

She looked at Qing Yao steadily, for a while, and then trembling slightly towards Qing Yao, she whispered: “Yao’er!”

“Auntie You!”

Qingyao pounced on the woman with teary eyes.

“Yao’er, it’s okay…”

The woman hugged Qing Yao tightly, stroked her hair tenderly, whispered coldly and caring.

At this moment, Bu Feihua also walked out, glanced over the woman, and immediately recognized her identity.

She is the Vermillion Bird messenger, Yu Ji who appeared once in Junji Mountain that day!