Yinshan Record

Chapter 163 Ghost Ancestor Kuyun
Su Che thought for a moment, then manipulated the mirage energy of the Chiwen Ring in his hand, changing its appearance once again.

It was really unnecessary for him to meet those two outside dressed as the emperor in his imperial robes.

After thinking for a moment, Su San Gongzi transformed into the appearance of the mysterious sword cultivator, Ku Yun Sou, when he appeared at the shed outside Guo Bei County.

This swordsman possesses the Taiyu Three Swords of the Beiman lineage, and might have some very deep connection with the Ghost Ancestor Palace. It's a good opportunity to take this opportunity to check on Huang Kou and Yan Bixing.

Let's try to figure out what exactly Tingyulou is.

"The young sage is meticulous in his actions, far surpassing the old sage and the previous generation of sages."

Seeing that Su Che had changed his appearance once again, Chang Le couldn't help but admire his caution.

"We don't have enough manpower, so we have to do many things ourselves."

If he could, Su Che would also like to organize some kind of underground organization, stay behind the scenes, let others fight to the death, drink tea every day, play diabolo, and chat with a few first-grade earth immortals.

But now, all I can do is put on a mask and bear it all.

Su Che looked at Chang Le and asked.

"Tell me, with my talent, can I restore the grandeur of the Heavenly Court during the time of the Five Emperors and Five Directions?"

Chang Le remained silent for a moment, seemingly lost in distant memories.

"In fact, back then, there were five emperors from five directions, but there was no so-called Heavenly Court."

"Ok?"

"Although the Xuanmen sect had the idea of ​​establishing a Heavenly Court and even built a framework for it, it ultimately came to nothing."

The matter was left unresolved. Su Che thought that these four words, when broken down, should refer to the series of events in ancient times when the Five Emperors of the Five Directions perished, the Xuanmen was severely damaged, and the Huangtiandao, Shenxiaodao, and other sects split up in the future.

How much of what happened back then do you remember?

Su Che looked at Chang Le in front of him.

Perhaps recalling the past is not a good thing for this spirit.

Perhaps after Yu Lizi's side calms down, I might be able to see the old stories in Huang Tiandao's books.

"I can't remember."

Changle shook his head.

As the spirit of the Azure Emperor's Treasure Garden, Chang Le suffered two major calamities, which actually damaged its very foundation.

The first instance was naturally when the ancient Azure Emperor perished and the Azure Emperor's Treasure Garden fell into the abyss of the East Sea. At that time, Chang Le was already somewhat shaken.

The second time was in the hands of the old lion. The lion, with the azure lotus and complete Buddha, introduced the hell realm into the Azure Emperor's Treasure Garden, where an everlasting karmic fire was ignited within this mysterious treasure.

This terrifying Buddhist supernatural power actually harmed Chang Le's inherent spiritual clarity.

Now that it's in Su Che's hands, this person, though a survivor, is truly experiencing a turn of fortune.

After all, one advantage of Young Master Su compared to his previous master is that he doesn't cause trouble.

After acquiring the Azure Emperor's Treasure Garden, it was basically used as a "secluded residence." It was rarely used in combat.

Chang Le can also continue to treat this long-damaged treasure.

“Actually, forgetting is a good thing.” Chang Le looked at Su Che: “Little Sage, the dead are gone, what can you change even if you remember them?”

Su Che, with the old face of the withered cloud elder, felt a little lost for a moment.

Young Master Su fell into deep thought for a moment.

Yan Bixing tore off a piece of meat that was already half-cooked from being scalded by the hot yellow sand and put it in his mouth, chewing it a few times.

The tough, dry meat inexplicably ignited Yan Bixing's anger, and he grabbed a handful of sand and threw it into the air.

"Fuck the sun, when will it set? Damn it, blood food, blood food, it's supposed to be eaten raw, roasted whole, isn't this a rip-off?!"

As he spoke, he looked at Huang Kou beside him.

"Old Huang, hurry up and send a gust of cold wind over, or I'll have to go find the other side again."

Yan Bixing was chanting, but he saw Huang Kou with tears in his eyes, respectfully kneeling on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, muttering incantations, but he couldn't understand what Huang Kou was saying. "Old Huang..."

Even though Yan Bixing was a little slow to realize it, he could sense the change in atmosphere. He turned his head and looked around, feeling as if his spine was about to jump out of his body.

The Ghost Ancestor of Beimang, what is he doing here?
Who is the old man next to him?

Yan Bixing recalled the terrifying legends about the old man known as the Ghost Ancestor, whose unpredictable temper was said to have offended him. Fearing that his actions had offended him, he immediately knelt down on the ground along with Huang Kou.

"The disciples of the Azure Heaven Sect, who are bound by their words, pay homage to the Ghost Ancestor."

Ghost Ancestor?

Su Che looked at Huang Kou, the sword-bearer of Beimang, who was weeping in front of him. This ghost cultivator who had once slaughtered everyone in the Kulin Temple seemed to have been living a widowed life for ten years before suddenly encountering Ximen Qing's Pan Jinlian.

She cried so hard, her face streaked with tears, her heart breaking.

“My lord, Huang Kou thought he would never see you again in this life or the next.”

This withered cloud old man is actually the Ghost Ancestor of Beimang. No wonder he was able to take out the "Taiyu Abi Sword".

Su Che pieced together the whole story of the withered old man.

Although the Yin-Yang Dharma King and the Northern Mang Ghost Ancestor are said to be allies, the Northern Mang Ghost Ancestor has always harbored the idea of ​​annexing the Yin-Yang Realm.

This was something that Ku Yunsou had personally told Su Che.

Back in the shed in Guobei County, this old ghost was holding a purple jade gourd, which was said to be the beloved possession of the Yin-Yang Dharma King, but had been stolen before.

It seems the thief who stole the things was none other than the Northern Mang Ghost Ancestor; he must have been investigating the true movements of the Yin-Yang Dharma King.

When he entered the Yin-Yang Realm, Kuyun Sou was already waiting for him inside, disguised as Huang Kou. According to Linghu Gong, this "Huang Kou" had been living in the Yin-Yang Realm for some time.

Therefore, the Ghost Ancestor of Beimang has been in the Yin-Yang realm in disguise as Huang Kou for some time now.

Yes, he is a third-rank ghost cultivator who has attained immortality. The wind that separates the Yin and Yang realms is probably like a spring breeze to him, so he can come and go as he pleases.

Overall, the Yin-Yang Dharma King is likely in a precarious situation.

Su Che pondered to himself, "What does this old ghost want from me? Why is he investing so much?"

They actually sent over this Taiyu Abi Sword.

There must be a conspiracy here.

"What is said must be done."

Su Che looked at the demonic cultivator from the Cangtian Sect.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Just as rumored, he was unpredictable and moody.

Yan Bixing swallowed carefully and kowtowed, saying, "The Ghost Ancestor's might shakes the world. When I saw him, I was so overwhelmed with emotion that I couldn't control myself..."

With a flick of his sleeve, Su Che moved the incoherent demonic sect disciple to some unknown corner of the Xuan Yuan Nine True Divine Forbidden Zone.

Huang Kou panicked when he saw Yan Bixing's figure suddenly disappear into the rolling yellow sand.

The Ghost Ancestor was always extremely strict in managing his subordinates.

Having been ordered to search for the Qingdi Treasure Garden, I suffered a crushing defeat. According to palace rules, I will likely be punished.

Judging from the Ghost Ancestor's attitude towards Yan Bixing, he will probably be punished.

"Lord..."

"Thank you for your hard work this time."

Huang Kou was momentarily dazed, but his fear only intensified.

This must be sarcasm.

Huang Kou, Huang Kou, this time you can't escape the torture and will have to go to the execution platform.

(End of this chapter)