"Don't worry." Ye Ci understood her impatience and gently stroked her head with his big palm. "It is expected that in three days, he will enter the Qinglin Kingdom with the cavalry battalion led by General Xiyuan Kingdom."

"Have the people from the Golden Gate managed Situ Shuang?" After Situ Shuang caused so much trouble for them, it would be unreasonable if the people from the Golden Gate didn't give her an explanation.

Ye Ci paused, then thought about the letter he received from Xuan Ling yesterday, and his expression became a little strange.

"Yes and no..."

"What's going on?" She raised her eyebrows, not understanding why he said it so bluntly.

"I heard that Situ Shuang is dead, but his soul servant is still alive." Not only Xuan Ling and the others could not accept this result, even he found it too incredible. Logically speaking, once the soul master dies, the soul servant should be wiped out with ashes.But Xuan Ling had the sign of Golden Gate, so there was no need to hug him.

Yefeng's eyes widened in shock, "This is impossible."

"So Golden Gate is still looking for the reason why the soul servant is not dead." He sighed, thinking in his heart whether Xuan Ling regretted taking on this endless business.

After the shock, Ye Feng bit her lip unwillingly and walked up and down the hall with anxious steps. When she almost blurred Ye Ci's eyes, she suddenly stopped and finally had to force herself to speak.

"Tell Penglai and we'll settle the matter."

"Why?" He thought she would use the Golden Gate to the end.

"Because even if I don't get to the bottom of this matter, the Golden Gate will never let it go." Who in the world doesn't know that the most difficult thing to deal with in the world is the Golden Gate?You can tell just by looking at their attitude towards dealing with the soul paper. There are even rumors in the world that the former head of the Golden Sect, Huang Jin, hated soul slavery to his core during his lifetime, so he ordered all his disciples to destroy all soul papers in the world.

Regarding the matter of Situ Shuang, the busy Yefeng did not have time to pay attention to it anymore.

Because the ambassador in the Xiyuan Kingdom first came into contact with the Untori Palace in the original country, and then stepped into the border of the Qinglin Kingdom. However, the cavalry battalion that came with the ambassador did not follow the ambassador to the Untori Palace. Instead, he led the accompanying army through the mountains outside the Untori Palace to surround the army of one of the Three Kingdoms.

When the envoys from Nanzhen Kingdom visited Untori Palace, they told Yefeng that the secret flag killers under Queen Nanzhen had gone to another country to have an intimate candle-lit night talk with its king. They believed that the king of that country would soon make the right choice not to embarrass the shrine.

Compared with the sincerity shown by Xiyuan and Nanye Kingdom, Northern Mongolia seemed much colder. They only sent a messenger to inform Yefeng that the only remaining leader of that country had gone to heaven to apologize to the God of Medicine in person on the advice of the Prime Minister-level master of Northern Mongolia.

After reading the report about Northern Mongolia in his hand, Yefeng couldn't help but want to mutter a few words.

"Didn't the Emperor of Northern Mongolia have a better way?" He actually killed the leader of a country so easily. Who will clean up the mess behind?

"Perhaps he is too lazy to do superficial things." Knowing how to obtain the quickest benefits at the smallest cost saves time and effort, even if it may not look good on face.

"Forget it, as long as the matter can be settled, we will think about the future later..." She leaned on Ye Ci without energy, "I want to act like a baby." Ye Ci held her waist, skillfully removed the decoration on her head, and stroked his big palm from the top of her head to her back.

"Don't touch your head." She curled her lips in dissatisfaction.

He immediately lifted her chin and scratched her chin with his fingers like a cat.

"Don't scratch your chin either." She stood up straight in his arms, her hands wrapped around his neck, her eyes filled with dissatisfaction.

Warm kisses fell on her face like rain, and he kissed her eyebrows and her pouted mouth leisurely.

She pinched his ears with both hands, "This is too perfunctory. Can't you show some sincerity for the rest of your life?" Does she have to make it clear?

Ye Cilang raised his eyebrows slightly, held the back of her head with one hand, leaned down to cover her lips, and gave her a hot and deep kiss as she wished, until she was breathless.

"Am I a qualified palace master?" She pressed her face against his neck and asked with half-squinted eyes.

"You are the one who cares about the world." It is conceivable that after the siege of the Three Kingdoms, the shrine that used to be mysterious in the eyes of the world will become a shrine in the eyes of the world that is benevolent and helps the world and save people.

She was not modest at all, "What else?"

"Raise your girls well."

"Come again."

He bent down and picked her up, "He's still a good rabbit who only knows how to pick out the grass next to his nest."

Chapter 9(1)

After nearly a year, Ye Ci came to the gate of Jishan Taoist Temple again. He looked up at the thousands of steps winding up to the blue clouds behind the gate. He calmed down the wild wind behind him and stepped up the steps with firm steps.

Hidden deep in the mountains and clouds, if you want to reach the top of the Jishan Taoist Temple, you must first climb the seven ridges and eight peaks to reach the mountain gate, and then complete the challenge of the mountain steps. Along the way, the misty mountain mist flies over the mountains below their feet, and the cold mist blows towards their faces...

The scene in front of him was the same as when Ye Ci came last time, but Ye Ci no longer felt the impatient mood. What was filling his mind now was the future development of the shrine, and how the people in the palace who had stepped out of the ivory tower should integrate into the people in the future.When things happened, he was no longer the priest who was eager to improve his martial arts and find the palace master. He had an ordinary life that he had never had since the death of his master, and there was warmth around him, and all of this was given by the wild wind behind him.

Yefeng lay helplessly behind Ye Ci, admiring the beautiful scenery in the mountains and forests all the way. She saw that Shuofang and the others who were following them up the mountain were sweating profusely from the endless stone steps. She was the only one who was fine and light, enjoying the special treatment of having someone walk on her behalf. She really wanted to tell them that in the past years when she was wandering around, she had climbed many mountains and ridges. She didn't pay attention to this small mountain road at all, but no one believed it.

"What kind of person is Master Qinggang?" In the midst of boredom, she could only chat with Ye Ci, who was able to climb the stone steps with ease.

When Ye Ci thought about the treatment he received at the Jishan Taoist Temple last time, as well as Master Qinggang's temperament that people dare not understand, he hesitated to answer.

"He...basically can't be considered a human being." It's almost enough to call him a monster.

Her curiosity was aroused by him, "What is it if it's not a human being?"

"Listen to my master, he is an immortal who has attained Taoism but has not yet become an immortal." So as long as his strength is there, no matter how weird Qinggang's temper is, everyone still has to bow to him.

"I heard Shuo Fang said that you suffered some losses from him last time?"

"Well, that's right..." Is it okay to leave him there waiting for him to ask for help?

The protective Yefeng patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's okay. I'll get it back for you later." Anyway, Yuntori Palace and Jishan Taoist Temple didn't have a good relationship, so there was no question of whether they should be friends or not.

Ye Ci sighed, "Palace Master, we are here to discuss important matters, not to cause trouble." He knew that she had been bored squatting in the palace recently, but as soon as she left the palace, she would be blocked by people from all over the world who came to seek medical treatment.

She responded perfunctorily, "I know, I know..."

After climbing up the thousand-story stone steps that were probably used to treat people, Ye Ci, who had been here once before, led them into the majestic Jishan Taoist Temple. Outside the Jiwu Hall, they met two martyrs who had just witnessed the mood of Master Qinggang today.

Yefeng stared blankly at Mr. Ran, who was so high-spirited when they met last time. He was squatting on the ground with a little girl wearing Taoist robes. Both of them had a yellow talisman taped to their mouths. Even if they tried their best, they still couldn't tear it off.

"What's wrong with Feiran?"

"She must have been silenced again." In fact, it is not easy for Master Qinggang to tolerate these two noisy people.

Bypassing the two people who were squatting at the door of the palace blocking the way, Yefeng came to the main hall of Jiwutang, and in the empty main hall, he saw the immortal Qinggang who was full of immortal energy, but was waiting for them with an evil smile on his lips.