Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

"The four treasures, they are indeed monitored, but this is not afraid, mainly, your son..."

Ye Shaoyang looked at him like a silly sling, and his voice instantly increased by eight decibels: "What do you say?"

"Oh, you still don't know? Your son is sixteen years old." Lin Sansheng looked up and down and smiled. "You look so young, not older than your son."

"Who is the son, your son!"

"You don't want to be green. I know that you are unacceptable for a while. When you left, he was not born yet. It was born a year after you left."

Ye Shaoyang grabbed his collar and said: "What are you talking about, I am not happy, my wife is not, where is the son. Cold jade is not locked up with the past."

"Who said it was cold jade. Rain is clear!"

Ye Shaoyang looked at him silly, and spit out a word: "You really are not kidding?"

"Of course, he is Ye Xiaomu, I have quietly seen him. It looks like you are a long-lasting person."

Ye Shaoyang sat down on the ground, half-squatting, muttering: "How could this be?"

"There is nothing wrong with this." Lin Sansheng advised him, "At least you have someone else."

Ye Shaoyang was so upset that he sat on the ground.

Qingyunzi stayed for a moment, in order to let those people in Shura’s circles do not doubt, they had to go back quickly. Anyway, Li Haoran and Yu Qian were both locked up at the end of the time. The news that Ye Shaoyang and Daofeng came back, only Qingyunzi knew.

When Li Haoran and Yu Qian were mentioned, they were locked up in order to save Ye Shaoyang. The group was also awkward. Especially Zhongshang Tianjun Yuqian and Ye Shaoyang still met head-to-head, so they made a huge sacrifice for themselves. Ye Shaoyang understands that he did this not for himself, but for the peace of the Three Realms.

Just like what he did in order to save China's billions of people, although he was very miserable, he could not change his heroic qualities.

The bones are not afraid of being broken, so stay innocent in the world.

This is a poem written by Yu Qian in the past. It is really a portrayal of his life.

Yu Shaobao, you can rest assured, I will not give you this in vain. Ye Shaoyang took a deep breath and his inner sense of responsibility increased.

Qingyunzi patted him on the shoulder and said: "You don't have to be too uncomfortable. Yu Shaobao and Li Haoran have infinite lives. They are no different in ancient times and in modern times. They are all spiritual practitioners. They are people who can withstand the loneliness of time. It is nothing more than sixty years later to find opportunities to cross, this is the worst result."

Lin Sansheng said: "It's just that we have two powerful helpers."

Ye Shaoyang said: "Without sixty years, Shan Haiyin is here. The Promise Ghost King is now trapped in the past, time can divide everything, and Shan Haiyin's seal will be automatically released."

Lin Sansheng said: "But you can't go back now, maybe the Promise Ghost King is waiting, you can't come back, you can't take risks any more."

"I know that it is still the gap in strength, and I have to constantly improve myself."

Qingyunzi smashed Ye Shaoyang and left. Ye Shaoyang reluctantly turned his eyes and sent him into the void of the yin, and the wind just went to the valley of the wind, so he went with Qingyunzi.

When he left, Ye Shaoyang remembered that the small bottle with chaotic infuriating was still on his body, so he activated the snow agate ring, and the road wind really thought about it, and came back to find him to want this thing.

"If the palace is resurrected, you tell me, I will go see her." Ye Shaoyang is full of expectations.

The road winds away.

Only Lin Sansheng and Ye Shaoyang are left.

"Everyone... are you okay?"

"In that case, after you left, those who are alive have faded out of the spell world. Nothing has happened in these years."

"I know," said Ye Shaoyang. "I have experienced the battle of the Three Realms and played with the most powerful Ghost King. It is hard to have any opponents to arouse their interest."

"This is a point. Also, everyone is tired. There are several deaths and injuries in the Ghost Federation. Everyone is very uncomfortable. In the words of the Four Treasures, this kind of **** day can't be a lifetime. Everyone will be old. Tired. But... the most important thing is that you are gone. The dragons have no heads and everyone is not interested."

Lin Sansheng looked at him with a burning gaze, and said with a smile: "Shaoyang, you can come back very well, everyone is waiting for you, waiting for your hair to be white." He then smiled. "This is not an exaggeration, fast ten." For seven years, the old man is old."

Seventeen years... Ye Shaoyang sighed: "The hair of Sibao is also white."

"He is a monk, and he has always been a bald head. He can't see white or white."

Ye Shaoyang laughed. Some of my heart is desolate, saying: "It’s almost forty years old to say my true age."

"At least you look very young. This is still your time."

"Is it still?" Ye Shaoyang turned his head and looked at him provocatively.

"Now the world is strong, the heavenly master is like a dog, and the earth is full of people. The overall strength is far better than that of the year. However, I still believe that this will be your time."

Ye Shaoyang hands on his hips and looked down the mountain. Lin Sansheng looked at his side face and felt that the familiar Ye Shaoyang was back.

He is not the strongest person in the world, but the one who is the strongest and most courageous. It is hard to imagine that there is something he can't do.

Ye Shaoyang’s eyes converge and sigh, and Lin Sansheng said: “The military division, who has been locked up in the eternal void for more than a decade, I feel that I am more mature. I know a lot of things that I didn’t understand in the past. I am no longer like the past. It’s so strong and competitive.”

"A decade ago, before the war with the Promise Ghost King, you were promoted to the realm of creation. At that time, it was different, but fortunately, your heart will not change."

Ye Shaoyang nodded and looked around and said, "Where is this, do you bring me here to do it?"

"You come with me!"

Lin Sansheng led the way in the front. After going down the mountain, he turned a mountain and climbed a mountain. There was a palace-like building on the top of the mountain. It looked like a new building.

"This is Sanqingshan." Lin Sansheng pointed to the building on a nearby hill. It was dark and could not be seen clearly. Only some lights and architectural shadows could be seen.

"How come here?"

"Before this is the new base of the Spells Guild, fixed office."

While on the way, Lin Sansheng told him about the status quo of the magical world in detail. Although he has been in the Qing Dynasty for a long time, there are always eyes and ears in the human activities, and he generally understands the situation in the magical world.

Before arriving at the building, Lin Sansheng took him to the woods and said: "The second generation of disciples in the magical world, except for a few retreats, live here. I will take you to find someone to fight, just find a strong person. If you try their strength, you know what happened to this generation?"