"Mount Tai!"
"Back then, the Pilgrimage Grounds."
"Some Houtu seems to be sealed there?”
"It can't be the plot of those Houtu, right?”
"This is a little difficult."
Everyone discussed animatedly and frowned. Soon, they keenly sensed something unusual.
They wanted to find the inheritance of the literary path, but they found it, and it happened to be in the place where Houtu was sealed. How could there be such a coincidence? Only a fool would believe that there was no problem. How many people in high positions would be fools?
Houtu!
There were Heavenly Gods in the sky, and naturally, there were Earth Gods on the ground. Unlike Heavenly Gods, who were born innately, Houtu was born postnatally. She was either a spiritual monster or a human's soul after death.
To put it bluntly, they were Mountain Gods, Earth Gods, Earth Grannies, River Gods, Water Gods, and so on.
"Do we have any specific information about Houtu?”
Mr. Hu asked.
"During the Song Dynasty, the Sages joined forces to seal Houtu and banish her from the human world. The specific matters have long disappeared in history. Only some information records this fragmented information, but there is no specific information.”
The chief helmsman shook his head.
When it came to Transcendents, especially Transcendents of this level, how could there be too much information passed down? It was the same principle as how the Warlocks could seal off the secrets of the heavens and erase traces.
"It might be a little troublesome for our Patrol Division to solve it, but we can find someone to help.”
Li Chen said coldly.
Hearing Li Chen's words, everyone's eyes flashed as they pondered.
"Looking for Mr. Ye? Mr. Ye owes our Patrol Department a favor. If we ask, he might help. With Mr. Ye's strength, even if he can't defeat Houtu, he can still protect himself. But do we really want to waste this favor?”
the assistant helmsman said hesitantly.
As an old antique who had lived for nearly 800 years across several dynasties, no one present doubted Ye Yong's strength. However, whether it was worth it to use this favor needed to be carefully considered.
"Let's do it this way, if we obtain the literary path inheritance, it will be of great benefit to us.”
"Now that the world is about to change, the atmosphere is already subtle. Perhaps it won't be long before those immortals and gods who were expelled will return. We don't have time.”
The chief helmsman said.
Go, beg Mr. Ye for help!
Everyone thought of some ancient legends and immediately stopped hesitating.
"It's decided then."
"I'm looking for Mr. Ye for help."
"With Mister Ye accompanying us, our chances of obtaining the literary path inheritance will greatly increase.”
Everyone echoed.
What? Why didn't they ask Ye Yong for the Warlock's inheritance when they clearly needed to strengthen their strength?
Let's not talk about whether they had the guts or not. Even if they did, there was no point in asking. The warlock lineage was not a common cultivation system. Even if they really reached it, there would not be many people who could cultivate it. There was no need to not spread it, unlike the civil path, where everyone could cultivate it.
.........
Temple.
Ye Yong stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the statue in front of him quietly.
Buzz!
Strands of spiritual energy gathered into the statue. As the divine aura on the statue had become more and more dense over the past few days, dazzling golden light would bloom from time to time.
Suddenly, the statue turned illusory. A young girl in a long white dress walked out from the statue step by step. The moment the young girl landed on the ground, her illusory appearance immediately turned corporeal.
"Imperial Brother!"
Looking at Ye Yong, the young girl revealed a sweet smile and rushed towards Ye Yong in surprise.
Her name was Worriless.
"This is the place where our Great Xia's capital was located in the past. The divine temple can gather the fate of the Great Xia's wandering nation here to help you recover your primordial spirit. You are still very weak now, so you should return to the sword to recuperate.”
"I know you have a lot of questions. I'll tell you slowly.”
Ye Yong said gently as he patted the head of the girl in his arms.
"En en, alright, Imperial Brother."
Worriless's large eyes curved into crescent moons as he stared at Ye Yong with his head raised. His obsidian-like eyes seemed to want to engrave Ye Yong deeply in his heart.
After looking at it for a long time, Worriless's figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the divine sword.
The divine sword gathered the fate of the common people and contained the bloodline of the common people. It was also forged by Wuyou's own body. Naturally, it could help Ye Wuyou recover his true spirit to the greatest extent in the divine sword.
With a faint smile on his face, Ye Yong waved his hand and put away the divine sword. Then, he looked at the entrance of the temple.
It was time to go back.
He strode towards the entrance of the temple. Just as he stepped out of the temple, a car stopped in front of Ye Yong, and the four Lin brothers got out of the car.
"Mr. Ye, we have a request.”
Lin Xun said respectfully.
"Oh?"
Ye Yong raised his eyebrows.
What a coincidence.
If he had come a day or two earlier, he would not have had the time to help.
"Let's talk in the car."
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