The night.

I couldn't see my five fingers.

A little exaggerated.

The bright moon shines brightly, and the waterfalls fall on the ground.

To the west of the Dashang Capital, two figures flew past and rushed towards Yanyu Tower.

"Senior Nanwang means that the underworld in the palace is not made by the blood of the demon clan?" Li Ziye, after hearing the words of the Southern King, was shocked and asked in disbelief.

"good."

Mao Nanfeng nodded and responded, "Taishang is a genius. He used his blood to turn those royal relatives into the underworld. In this way, those underworlds can maintain their rationality to the greatest extent. Of course, they have also lost the immortal body that the real underworld has."

"Is it related to his distributing his blood and cultivation to those royal relatives?" Li Ziye asked in a deep voice.

"It should be."

Mao Nanfeng thought for a while and responded, "However, I think that the biggest reason why Tai Shang can always maintain rationality and not go crazy is because of the thousand-year fortune of Zhenshi Jiuding and Da Shang."

"I seem to understand a little."

Li Ziye's eyes were slightly condensed and said, "Taishang used his own blood to study the incomplete underworld, diluting the poison of immortality. Next, he used the blood of those royal family members to create the third generation of underworld, further diluting the poison of immortality until ordinary people can withstand it."

"The idea is good, but it is unrealistic."

Mao Nanfeng explained, "The poison of immortality and the ability to regenerate are complementary. When the poison of immortality is diluted to the point where ordinary people can bear it, there is basically no ability to regenerate, and it will not have any effect on resisting the cold winter at night."

"There is indeed nothing in the world."

Li Ziye sighed softly and responded, "Standing from the standpoint of Tai Shang, as the only surviving Tai Sect sage, he would never want to see the Taoist sect sacrificed everything to protect the world, which was destroyed in the extreme night and cold winter. In the absence of any help, he could only take a different approach and take a gamble. If I had no choice, I would have chosen the same path as him."

"So, there is no difference between you in essence, you are all crazy people." Mao Nanfeng said lightly.

"Senior King Nan is a good person, and so is senior." Li Ziye smiled.

"I am not so crazy that I want to take the lives of the people in the world to bet."

Mao Nanfeng said with a complicated expression, "Tai Shang, you are almost crazy."

"Because he experienced despair himself."

Li Ziye looked back at the Da Shang Capital and said calmly, "In the chaotic times, the human power resists the sky. In fact, we cannot understand how desperate the Taoist sages should have when the disaster came a thousand years ago, so that in the end, they had to transform into the underworld to fight against the gods."

When Mao Nanfeng heard this, he fell silent and didn't know what to say.

No one can deny the kindness of the Taoist sect in the world. A thousand years ago, the extremely glorious Taoist sect was almost completely exhausted in that disaster, which shows how terrible the gods in the chaotic world were.

It can be said that without the sacrifice of the Taoist ancestors, there would be no current world.

Taishang's crazy behavior now is to protect the Taoist sect and sacrifice everything to protect the world.

However, the Taoist sect no longer exists, and the only sage of the Tai generation is Tai Shang, and he can no longer turn the tide like a thousand years ago and protect the world in the great disaster.

Taishang may still be the Taishang of the past, but the world is no longer the world of the past.

"Boy, I have limited power alone, so I can only focus on one aspect of my research on the underworld."

Mao Nanfeng looked at the young man beside him and said seriously, "In the future, should you decide whether to continue to study how to kill them or how to restore their sanity."

"kill!"

Li Ziye said a word indifferently and replied.

"I understand."

Mao Nanfeng nodded and said nothing more.

He asked a little more questions just now.

With this kid's personality, there will never be a second answer.

It is not cruel, but absolute reason that is not affected by emotions.

If it is said that there is 30% chance of killing those underworlds, it is less than half the chance of finding the possibility of regaining the rationality of the underworld.

Emotionally, it is the most perfect result to restore the Taoist people who have been kind to the world to their sects to their sects.

But rationally speaking, finding a way to kill them all is the best choice.

This is reality, cruel and despairing.

As the two of them talked, they headed westward, and their speed was getting faster and faster, and soon disappeared at the end of the night.

The next day, in front of a lonely courtyard in the wilderness, the two stopped.

"Little Young Master."

In the courtyard, the evening breeze was moved, so I walked forward quickly and saluted respectfully.

"Uncle Xi, Master Xu and Nather Bai are fine." Li Ziye looked at the person in front of him and asked.

“Everything is OK.”

Xifeng replied, "The White Sir has recovered from his injuries, which is the loss of cultivation and will not be able to make up for it in a while."

"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Xi."

Li Ziye smiled and said, then stepped into the yard.

In the room in the courtyard, Bai Yuzhen and Xu Xian noticed the movement outside, got up and walked out.

"Sir Xu, aunt."

Li Ziye looked at the two people walking out, saluted respectfully, and called out.

Bai Yuzhen, Xu Xian stared at the familiar and strange young man in front of him, and his heart was indescribable.

The third son of the Li family, the King of Commoners, is really alone.

"Little Young Master."

The two of them quickly came to their senses and said politely.

"Master, is it still a habit for my aunt to live here?"

Li Ziye asked with concern, "What's the injury now?"

"Habit."

Bai Yuzhen nodded and replied softly, "My injuries are no longer serious. Thanks to the young master's dragon ball, otherwise I will definitely not be able to survive this time."

"You should do it, you're welcome."

Li Ziye smiled and said, "Brother Hanlin and Yun'er are all fine in the capital. The younger generation will arrange the matters of Yun'er entering the Tai Academy around the New Year. You don't have to worry about your teacher and aunt."

Bai Yuzhen, Xu Xian looked at each other after hearing this, quickly came to his senses, bowed again, and said respectfully, "Thank you little boy."

"Master, aunt, please be polite."

Li Ziye stepped forward to help the two of them, and said sincerely, "My uncle and aunt are also very clear about the affairs of my friend. I hope that my uncle and aunt can help you."

After saying that, Li Ziye bowed and bowed respectfully.

"Young Master, don't do this. We and my husband will do our best to do our best in the matter of Vice-President Hua."

Bai Yuzhen reached out to support the person in front of her and said seriously, "Since the young master is here, let's take us to see Vice-President Hua first."

"good."

Li Ziye responded, then turned around and led the way.

One hour later.

In front of the misty building, the fog gradually dissipated and four people walked over.

Xu Xian and Bai Yuzhen looked at the tower at the end of the fog in front of her, and her heart was unstoppable.

Is this the world's number one building that scares the world?

"Old Ge, I'm back."

Li Ziye entered Yanyu Tower and said, "Come and save Sister Hua."

Deep in the Yanyu Tower and in the ground spring, Ge Danyang opened his eyes and asked hoarsely, "Are you waiting for your second brother to come back?"

"No more waiting."
Chapter completed!