Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Long Tianshan looked at Ye Xiaochuan in surprise.

Unfortunately, he could only see Ye Xiaochuan's mouth and eyes, and most of the other parts of his body were wrapped in gauze.

He saw teasing and ridicule in Ye Xiaochuan's eyes.

Long Tianshan realized that Ye Xiaochuan's words were not just nonsense to please him, but that the essence of good and evil had been seen through in this young man's heart.

From the tone, it can be heard that Ye Xiaochuan was very disdainful of the righteous way.

This made Long Tianshan very puzzled.

However, Ye Xiaochuan's words about good and evil did indeed suppress Long Tianshan.

Long Tianshan stood up and bowed deeply to Ye Xiaochuan.

He said, "It is a great honor to listen to what you said today. I am grateful for your advice.

I dare to ask you your full name."

Ye Xiaochuan shook his head slightly and said, "My last name is Ye. As for my name, it is not worth mentioning."

Long Tianshan said, "So it is Mr. Ye. Since Mr. Ye is unwilling to reveal his name, I will not force him."

Ever since Ye Xiaochuan heard Yu Linglong talk about Long Tianshan last time, Ye Xiaochuan has been very interested in this person.

Long Tianshan is now the disciple of Yuchi Jing, the leader of the Ghost Sect. He is the direct descendant of the Ghost Sect and has the Hunyuan Ding on him. Ye Xiaochuan has always wanted to take him under his command.

If this person joins the Ghost Xuan Sect, it will surely make the Ghost Xuan Sect even more powerful.

But now I am injured, and Yu Linglong has not figured out the real intention of Long Tianshan's coming out this time.

If I reveal my identity now, if Long Tianshan has any bad intentions, Yun Qiyou is probably not his opponent with his cultivation. It is better to be careful.

At least he had to wait until his injuries healed before revealing his identity to Long Tianshan.

These were some of the changes that Ye Xiaochuan had undergone over the past few years.

In the past, he would not have considered these things. When he met a confidant, no matter who the other person was, he would definitely drink a lot of wine and eat a lot of meat.

Now, after experiencing many hardships and seeing through people's hearts, he began to be cautious.

People's hearts are treacherous, so we have to be on guard.

If it were other demon sect cultivators, even if they could not recognize Ye Xiaochuan, who was wrapped like a zongzi, at this moment, they would definitely recognize Yun Qiyou.

Because of his special identity, Long Tianshan did not go to the sacred mountain to join in the fun the day before yesterday.

It was only yesterday that he appeared in the abandoned earth city where the demon sect was stationed.

For many years, he has been living in seclusion on Wuqi Island in the West Sea. He did not leave Wuqi Island during the Seven Star Mountain Battle nine years ago.

So Long Tianshan had not seen Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou.

He had not seen the Dust-Slaying Divine Sword in Yun Qiyou's hand.

So he did not know that the woman in white in front of him was Yun Qiyou.

Ye Xiaochuan and Long Tianshan looked at each other, staring at each other, and felt a sense of mutual appreciation and regret for not meeting each other earlier.

At this moment, a white hand reached out and took away a freshly roasted golden scorpion.

The two men turned their heads together and looked at the owner of the hand.

Yun Qiyou's veil shook, and said: "This scorpion... is really delicious."

Long Tianshan and Ye Xiaochuan couldn't help laughing.

Long Tianshan said: "Since the fairy likes it, then eat more. These golden scorpions are enough for the three of us."

The second watch, Cangyun Mountain.

The drunk Taoist was lying on a recliner in the yard, humming a little song and drinking wine.

He was in a good mood and hadn't been so happy for many years.

The reason for his happiness was about Ye Xiaochuan.

Over the years, the root of the drunk Taoist's aging and decadence was Ye Xiaochuan.

Since Ye Xiaochuan appeared in the sacred mountain, the drunk Taoist's knot was untied.

Over the past few decades, his thoughts have never changed. He doesn't want Ye Xiaochuan to be rich and powerful, but only hopes that he can live a peaceful life.

Now that Ye Xiaochuan is still alive and has enough power to protect himself, the drunk Taoist has nothing to worry about.

Moreover, this stinky boy has married and had children, and the wife is the great beauty of the heavenly world, the Fairy of Flowers.

When he just returned to Cangyun yesterday, Yu Jizi talked to him privately, hoping that he could get in touch with Ye Xiaochuan more.

From Yu Jizi's words, the drunk Taoist heard that Yu Jizi still wanted to accept Ye Xiaochuan again.

So the drunk Taoist is very happy now.

Xiaozhu followed Master Jingxuan to Tianshan to pay tribute to the two saints and has not returned yet. Yang Shijiu was chattering in the yard with Gu Paner, Hu Daoxin and others about Ye Xiaochuan.

Before, Ye Xiaochuan was in Cangyun Mountain, which was a taboo, and no one dared to mention his name.

After the battle of Shenshan, this taboo seemed to have disappeared in Cangyun Sect. Many young disciples were talking about Ye Xiaochuan in public.

Gu Paner and Yang Shijiu both had feelings for Ye Xiaochuan, but unfortunately, one confessed and was rejected, and the other dared not speak out.

Time did not wash away everything. In their hearts, they still had not forgotten Ye Xiaochuan.

Now there were rumors about Ye Xiaochuan flying everywhere, saying all kinds of things.

It was already the second watch, and Yang Shijiu and Gu Paner were still sharing the various gossips they had heard during the day.

The occasional laughter added a bit of warmth to the courtyard.

This courtyard has not been so relaxed and happy for many years.

Suddenly, a young boy's voice came from outside the courtyard.

"Grandmaster! Grandmaster!"

Hearing this voice, the drunk Taoist immediately sat up from lying down.

He thought he had heard it wrong.

Several young disciples who were gossiping nearby also stood up.

The courtyard door was pushed open, and a handsome boy of eight or nine years old stumbled in.

He ran too fast, stumbled, and fell flat on his face.

The drunk Taoist felt so distressed that he ran over and helped the boy up.

He said happily: "Bao'er, why are you here?

Are you not hurt?"

The boy was none other than Yang Bao'er, the son of Yang Ershi and Li Wanjun.

Many years have passed, and Yang Bao'er has grown up. He is no longer the little kid who was learning to walk and babbling.

Yang Bao'er now has beautiful eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, especially his eyes, which are big and bright. When he grows up, I don't know how many ignorant girls he will charm.

The name of Tai Shigong was insisted by Yang Ershi.

Originally, Yang Bao'er called the drunk Taoist grandpa.

But Yang Ershi insisted that Yang Bao'er call the drunk Taoist Tai Shigong.

In fact, according to seniority, it is most appropriate to call him grandpa or master.

After all, Yang Shijiu is the true disciple of the drunk Taoist.

Yang Ershi insisted on adding the word Tai in front of his name for selfish reasons.

Only he and his wife Li Wanjun knew that the drunk Taoist once had a daughter with Qin Mingyue, who is now Queen Li.

Li Wanjun is the granddaughter of the drunk Taoist.

Yang Baoer is Li Wanjun's son.

According to this generation, the drunk Taoist is Yang Baoer's great-grandfather.

If he is called grandfather or master, it is indeed possible from the perspective of Yang Shijiu's identity.

But from Li Wanjun's side, it is a generation away.

The drunk Taoist loves Yang Baoer very much, but it is a pity that not long after the alliance that year, Yang Ershi took them down the mountain.

Although Li Wanjun would bring Yang Baoer to Cangyun to live for two months every year at the request of the drunk Taoist, the drunk Taoist would be very disappointed every time Yang Baoer left.

Yang Baoer suddenly appeared tonight, making the drunk Taoist overjoyed.