The master of metaphysics led his whole family to become gods after being read into his mind

In the Ji family's old house, I heard that Yu Li was the younger brother of her granddaughter Ji Xiaoyu. Grandma was a little skeptical at first, but after seeing Mimi and chatting about Ji Xiaoyu, she quickly confirmed his identity.

Grandma began to treat him warmly and even began to ask about his family background.

"My family members died many years ago. I was taken in by Master and practiced in the mountains with Senior Sister Yu for many years. I am now nineteen years old."

He was actually one thousand three hundred and sixteen years old, and he had just turned sixteen when he died. However, he heard that dating was forbidden for minors in modern times, and he did not want to be younger than Ji Xiaoyu, so he falsely reported his age.

"You look only fifteen or sixteen, but you're already nineteen, so haven't you ever gone to school?"

Grandma asked with a surprised look on her face.

"Well, I don't even have an ID card."

Yu Li said pitifully, "Master won't let us go down the mountain."

"Hey, what a crime. Your master is too unreliable. Grandma can help you handle it."

Grandma very enthusiastically asked him to write down his name, and then gave him his address in the old house. After taking a half-length photo of him, she sent all the information to her nephew and asked Captain Shen to identify himself as soon as possible. Prove it out.

"Thank you, madam. This is my gift to you."

Yu Li took out a large ginseng root from his backpack, "The thousand-year-old ginseng that can prolong life was dug from the nearby mountains."

"Oh, you are really thoughtful. Don't call me old lady. Just like Xiao Yu, just call me grandma."

Grandma was not polite and waved her hand for Qiurong to accept the thousand-year ginseng, "Do you want to go to school with my good granddaughter?"

Yu Li blushed and nodded obediently, "I thought so."

"Don't worry, grandma will make arrangements for you then."

"Thank you, grandma."

Yu Li chatted with Mrs. Ji for a long time before saying goodbye and leaving.

After Qiurong and others left, she curled her lips and said, "Old madam, although he looks more refined than Eric, I always feel that he doesn't look like a normal person."

Mrs. Ji put away her smile and looked down at her phone. She had just taken a photo of the boy, and obviously nothing was taken, but after a while, a smiling half-length photo appeared on her phone. Such a weird thing, she naturally I've noticed it a long time ago.

"Didn't you notice that he never drank tea or ate snacks?"

"I found it, and he was wearing very little, and I didn't feel like he was afraid of the cold."

"None of this matters. My good granddaughter is not an ordinary person, and I won't be able to stay with her for long. With an extraordinary person by her side, she won't be too lonely in the future."

"The old lady still thinks too far."

Qiurong became excited again as she held the thousand-year-old ginseng, "But it doesn't matter. With this, you will definitely live for two hundred years."

"Heh, you do know how to talk."

Mrs. Ji opened the black box full of jewelry and heard from the young man that it was Ji Xiaoyu's reward for helping the Liu family. The styles and colors inside looked low-key, luxurious and inconspicuous even if she, an old lady, wore it.

Grandma murmured with red eyes: "My good granddaughter is really thoughtful."

After leaving the Ji family's old house, Yu Li did not go to the Ji Group immediately. He glanced at the sky.

On a cloudy day, the sun hides behind dense clouds.

The evil spirit ghosts with a little bit of strength will come out to wander around in good weather.

It is also a good time for him to recruit his subordinates.
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In a cafe near the police station.

Zhao Dongchi held hot coffee and looked out the window, silent for a long time.

"Your master is dead?" Ji Xiaoyu, who was also holding a cup of hot milk tea with red bean flavor, asked unexpectedly.

"how do you know?"

Zhao Dongchi came back to his senses and suddenly remembered that the man in front of him was his uncle according to seniority, and quickly continued: "Uncle, have you figured it all out?"

"No, it was my master who died too. He left me a suicide note before he died."

The area around the police station was so clean. There wasn't even a stray ghost. Ji Xiaoyu also looked out the window, sipping hot milk tea. The sweetness seemed to nourish her somewhat hesitant heart.

"My master did the same. He said he went crazy before he died."

Zhao Dongchi's eyes suddenly turned red, "But it was too sudden."

He was an orphan and was raised by his master since he was a child. Even if his master voluntarily went to jail to punish himself, he could visit him when he had time, which would make him feel that he had a family.

But the master finally agreed to be released from prison. When he was happily preparing to celebrate, the person disappeared and he just forgot about it. He also said that he was about to die and left him no hope at all.

"Do you know the past of Xuanmen?"

Ji Xiaoyu was silent, and she felt it was very sudden.

But she had seen more ghosts than people since she was a child, so she didn't have much feelings about death. She just felt a little sad that she would never be able to see her master again.

It would also be nice to see the master's soul in the future, she was looking forward to it.

"Know a little bit."

Zhao Dongchi has also been suppressing it for a long time. Now that his master is gone, many of his words are no longer secrets.

It turns out that the original Xuanmen, Xuanyinmen, was actually founded by a woman.

She claims to be the ancestor of Xuan Xing, who was accidentally struck by a thunder when she ascended from another plane to undergo a tribulation, breaking the time rift and falling to Blue Star.

The ancestor of Xuanxing's plane was a world where there were as many immortal cultivators as dogs. When she came to Blue Star, she found that the spiritual energy here was thin and not suitable for cultivation at all.

Her cultivation also dropped to the realm of refining the void.

Zhao Dongchi seemed to be telling a story, but in fact he didn't quite believe it. The master told him this when he was drunk, and he forgot about it the next day.

"Ancestor Xuan Xing is said to be a peerless beauty. Master said that when he was a child, he missed her forever at first sight."

"The ancestor of Xuanxing stayed in Blue Star for more than a thousand years and sent away many of her disciples and grandchildren. She created the Supreme Immortal Sect and passed it on to every generation of disciples of the Xuanyin Sect. But on a certain day forty years ago, One day, she suddenly had an epiphany and ascended, leaving behind only an endless legend.”

Ji Xiaoyu was filled with dark thoughts when he heard this. This ancestor of Xuanxing was so powerful, why did he start a sect? Wouldn't he be able to ascend faster if he concentrated on hiding in caves and practicing?

"Actually, there is another theory, that is, the reason why Ancestor Xuanxing passed on the immortal magic to his disciples is because he wants to treat them as his own, and as long as they have good looks and good qualifications."

The more Zhao Dongchi talked, the more excited he became, and he forgot all about the sadness of the master's departure. "The master was drunk one day and said, if he hadn't been too young, he might have become one of them." ."

Ji Xiaoyu: "."

Drinking milk tea to calm down the shock, no wonder I can't figure out anything about Xuanmen's past. With such a powerful existence, I'm afraid even Heaven will have to avoid it.

"Because the ancestor of Xuanxing ascended and broke through the realm, and later a traitor appeared in the master's sect, my uncle left the Xuanyinmen. Later, there was a chaos in the sect for unknown reasons, and the master went out to wander around without wanting to get involved."

Zhao Dongchi took a big sip of coffee. In the past, no one believed the story he told. Fortunately, his uncle was here.

Unexpectedly, after listening to a large part of Xuanmen's past, the uncle didn't have the slightest intention to gossip and just asked an irrelevant question.

"What is the Void Refining Realm?"