Tang Wanxin told Yan Bai and Pan everything she knew about the Ghost Saint.
After hearing this, Yan Bai pondered for a long time without saying a word.
"Master, this is what Master ordered me to bring back to the sect." Tang Wanxin said and handed over a piece of jade paper.
The ghost world is incomplete, and jade notes from the outside world cannot be used here, but it can still be used to record information.
Yan Bai's hands were trembling slightly. He slowly took the jade note and said, "My child, please go down first."
Tang Wanxin didn't know which direction to leave this place from, she just followed the path by the stream away from the dead tree. When she walked away and looked back, she saw the boy Yan Bai still standing under the withered tree, intently exploring the jade paper.
It can be seen that Yan Bai has deep feelings for Ghost Saint. The monks of the Divine Medicine Pavilion have been passed down from generation to generation. They only accept one disciple, and they inject all their emotions into the disciple.
The monks of the Divine Medicine Pavilion have inherited the same surname. It can be seen that each generation of monks regards their only disciple as their own child, and they must teach the disciples everything they have.
Cries came. Yan Bai wiped his tears under the dead tree like a real crying child. Tang Wanxin couldn't help laughing. From Yan Bai's story, she learned that this child was Yan Bai's seventh avatar, which was not yet fully formed. The soul of the young man who had been taken away from him still remained, and this avatar would sometimes show some of the habits of a child.
Soon Tang Wanxin felt that the space around her was becoming more and more unreal. After walking a few more steps, the scene before her eyes changed, and she returned to the medicine field again.
"This is......"
Tang Wanxin had never heard of this kind of spatial magical power. All the scenes just now seemed like a dream, but also extremely real. Tang Wanxin could conclude that it was not an alien space created by a person with great supernatural powers. Because the alien space must have different time and space rules from the outside world.
Perhaps only the top monks in the world can create a different space with perfect space-time rules like the outside world. Such a strange space is called the heavens, and it must be extremely vast. The space Tang Wanxin entered just now was very limited.
If Pei Feng gets into it, he will definitely be able to solve Tang Wanxin's confusion.
spatial mapping. It is also an extremely profound space magical power recorded in "Taikou Tianjie". There is only a brief description of this technique in the second volume of the Space Book. Its real method of execution is recorded in detail in the first volume of the Space Book.
In other words, the place where Yan Bai took Tang Wanxin into really existed. But the real location is not here.
Although Tang Wanxin was unable to break through the big method of spatial mapping, she still had some guesses in her mind. I deeply feel that this Divine Medicine Pavilion has a profound foundation.
"Who are you?"
Tang Wanxin turned around and saw a handsome young man with a folding fan in his hand staring at her. Tang Wanxin only felt that her spiritual transformation skills were fake. It seemed like anyone could approach her quietly in the ghost world.
"My name is Yan Xin."
"Yan Xin?" The handsome young master looked Tang Wanxin up and down with question marks on his face. But soon the confusion on his face disappeared. His narrow eyes locked on Tang Wanxin's exaggerated breasts without moving an inch.
The monks in the ghost world are not pretentious. His inner thoughts were written so openly on his face.
"My nephew Yan Ying has met my junior sister-in-law."
"Little Senior Aunt?"
"Hi, we can count the number of people in Shenyao Pavilion on one hand. Master Yan Tu has been away for more than a thousand years. I guess you are the new disciple of Master Yan Bai, right? Then why should I call you Junior Aunt if I don't call you? ?”
Tang Wanxin recalled Yan Bai's words.
The Divine Medicine Pavilion is divided into the War Pavilion and the Medicine Pavilion. In the Zhan Pavilion lineage, the fifteenth generation disciple of Yan Bai is named Yan Hua, and she is a female cultivator. Yan Hua's disciple is Yan Hao. Yan Hao, who is of the same generation as the Ghost Saint, must also have his own disciples. It seems that the person in front of him is Yan Hao's disciple, Yan Ying, the seventeenth generation disciple of the War Pavilion.
Yan Bai didn't introduce much to his disciples, and Yan Ying seemed to be a lustful person at first glance. Tang Wanxin has been in the Seven Kills Sect for hundreds of years, and she can deal with men like Yan Ying with ease. She smiled charmingly and said without much explanation, "I have met senior brother Yan Ying."
"Oh? So you are my uncle Yan Tu's disciple?"
"Exactly."
"Could it be that Uncle Yan Tu is back?" Yan Ying said in shock.
"No, Master has retired to the mountains and forests and is not concerned with worldly affairs."
The disappointment on Yan Ying's face flashed away, "It's okay if you don't come back. The outside world is always better than this inhospitable ghost world." After Yan Ying finished speaking, her eyes narrowed again and she looked up and down at Tang Wanxin, " It seems that Senior Uncle Yan Tu still remembers me and sent such a hot Junior Sister back."
The smile on Tang Wanxin's face became even more charming, "Senior Brother Yan Ying, I really want to know what kind of person Master was like when he was in the ghost world."
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Senior brother, I must know everything about Junior Sister Xinxin and I can't tell you anything about it. Uncle Yan Tu is a genius pharmacist who has never been born in the medicine pavilion for thousands of years. It's a pity that Uncle Yan is an infatuated person... "
Before I knew it, dusk was falling.
When Yan Bai came out of the mapping space, Yan Ying and Tang Wanxin were still chatting by the medicine field.
"It seems there is no need for me to introduce you to each other."
Yan Ying laughed and said, "Uncle Master. Junior Sister Xin and I met late. Tonight, I plan to stay in the Medicine Pavilion and chat with Junior Sister until dawn."
"What junior sister! This is your little junior aunt!" Yan Bai said angrily: "Yan Tu, I just think he is dead! From now on, Xin'er will be my direct disciple."
"Little Senior Sister, it's more seconds!" Yan Ying smiled even more happily.
An angry look appeared on Yan Bai's face, "You kid, if you dare to come to my medicine pavilion to play tricks on you, I will castrate you with my own hands! Get out."
Yan Ying immediately apologized and said with a smile: "Uncle Master, I have something important to do. I haven't said anything yet."
"If you fart, hurry up."
"Isn't this the Holy Land of the Holy Spring that is about to be opened again? Master, please go back to the main pavilion to discuss matters." Yan Ying cleared her throat and lowered her voice and said, "Uncle Master, this time my master will also go in to have a look."
Yan Bai snorted coldly: "She entered the divine spring for your sake."
"Hehe, I can't hide it from your old eyes. Isn't my grandson going to have his soul robbed? He needs some treasures to protect him."
"It's just the first catastrophe. Why go to the Holy Land to get the treasure? If you want to enter the divine spring, just go in yourself. Why is your grandma going in to join in the fun?"
"Master must want to protect his grandson."
"Fart! Could it be that there are still people in the ghost world who dare to touch the disciples of the Divine Medicine Pavilion? Are you an old man who can't guess the plans of your Zhan Pavilion masters and disciples? Go back and tell your grandma and put down those inappropriate thoughts, otherwise you will be asking for death. road!"
Yan Ying curled her lips and said: "But, how can my grandson reply to his master when he goes back?"
Yan Bai looked at Tang Wanxin and said, "Xin'er hasn't paid homage to our ancestors yet. We will naturally go back then."
"Hey, I understand." Yan Ying's brows relaxed, and once the big thing happened, his eyes became lewd again.
Yan Bai picked up a few pebbles and threw them at Yan Ying, "Get out!"
"Master, uncle, calm down. I'm out, I'm out!"
