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"Hasn't the old man taught you to be polite when talking to your elders? Come down."

Yelu Mingjing looked at Zhao Yushu squatting on the wall, his brows furrowed deeply, even more than when he knew that Wei You and Ge Lao had played a trick on him.

"The old man is here, and I'm saying this too, elders are judged by their virtue, not their age. Haven't you heard of the term 'disrespect for the elderly'?"

Zhao Yushu decisively acted like a rogue. What a joke. If I go downstairs now and you kill me with one sword, how can I seek justice?

Zhang Tianshi was still meditating, and his mind almost lost stability after hearing what Zhao Yushu said.

He is worthy of being the old man's disciple. Maybe the old man didn't teach him much, but it doesn't prevent the disciples from becoming like him as soon as they enter the academy.

"it is good."

Yelu Mingjing said "good" and jumped onto the wall.

No matter what, he couldn't accept raising his head and talking to a junior.

"Zhao Yushu, I have been paying attention to you for a long time."

"Thank you, thank you fans for your attention. I will continue to work hard to update in the future."

"Ok?"

"Nothing, Fifth Senior Sister calls you Second Uncle, but I can't say that, so you can give me a nickname or something."

"Yelü Mingjing."

Zhao Yushu let out a long "oh". The names of masters these days are very pretentious. Then he subconsciously swept his eyes over the bloodstains on the opponent's body. This action did not escape Yelu Mingjing's eyes.

"Do you want to know whose blood it is?"

"Do not want to."

Yelu Mingjing laughed. This little bastard was indeed interesting.

"Zhao Yushu, there is actually no hatred between us."

Zhao Yushu nodded frantically: "You are right, you captured my second senior sister, brainwashed my fifth senior sister, and tried to kill my teacher, these are not a big deal, as for you creating the underworld and trying to turn the world into purgatory, that is even less of a big deal, is that what you mean."

Yelu Mingjing paused, unable to refute.

"Speak up, what's wrong with you? Why aren't you talking? Aren't villains usually good at talking? If you don't talk, how can you trigger the causal weapon that villains die from talking too much?"

Zhao Yushu was complaining crazily, but Yelu Mingjing had no reaction yet. Zhang Tianshi in the room could hardly sit still.

Fortunately, this kid entered the academy. If he had entered Longhu Mountain, I would have had to strike him with lightning first if I didn't want to be angered to death by him.

Yelu Mingjing took a deep breath, and it took him so long that Zhao Yushu thought he would suffocate himself to death.

"You are not from this world."

"Yeah, did you just know that? Then you are not very qualified to be a villain boss."

"Zhao Yushu, I hope we can finish this conversation normally, otherwise the owner of this blood will die in front of you immediately."

"Hey, I'm so scared. Whose blood is this?"

"An old eunuch."

Zhao Yushu's playful smile suddenly turned cold.

"You are at least one of the top three masters in the world."

The implication is that using such despicable means to coerce oneself is against the manners of a master.

"If I cared about this, I would have died that year."

Zhao Yushu took a deep breath and drew out his sword: "If you want to fight, I will fight with you."

Yelu Mingjing shook his head: "It's meaningless. If we really want to fight, we should at least wait until you reach the inner scene. Now can you listen to what I have to say?"

"You said."

"You need it."

Zhao Yushu gritted his teeth and said, "Please speak."

"I've been to your world."

Zhang Tianshi's ears pricked up instantly. Just now, when he heard Yelu Mingjing say that Zhao Yushu was not from this world, he thought it was just a metaphor for his unruly behavior. Now that it was reiterated from another angle, the meaning immediately changed.

What is his world?

Are there really two worlds?

He thought of Yan Hui's almost pathological obsession with Zhao Yushu. Had he discovered something at that time?

When a monk reaches the inner realm, what he pursues is no longer a simple increase in strength, but he will face several ultimate questions.

To put it simply, it is about how to achieve immortality, which is also what most members of the underworld pursue.

Zhang Tianshi has been practicing Taoism since he was young and is used to seeing life and death. He is much more free and easy than most people, so he doesn't care much about immortality. He thinks more about other issues.

For example, where does the spiritual power of heaven and earth come from? For example, what is the overall picture of this world? For example, what are those billions of stars in the starry sky?

These questions may not be answered even in his entire life, but that does not stop him from wanting to explore. Perhaps this is why he immediately abandoned everything and headed north after receiving Zhao Yushu's letter for help. Perhaps in his heart, he already vaguely knew that Zhao Yushu was unusual and hoped to get the answers through him.

"When did you go? The museum last time?"

"That was the last time."

Zhao Yushu took back his sword. It was just a gesture. If the real fight came, he would still have to rely on Madam Xu.

"When was the first time?"

"Fifteen years ago."

"impossible!"

Yelu Mingjing sat down directly, waved his hand to signal Zhao Yushu to sit down as well, then turned and rushed into the house: "Does Tianshi want to chat together?"

"No need, I just listen."

"The Heavenly Master is indeed smart. He only listens and doesn't speak, so he won't make mistakes. Zhao Yushu, you need to learn more from him."

Zhao Yushu sat cross-legged on the wall without responding to Yelu Mingjing's words.

"I wanted to kill the Emperor of Tang at that time, and I could indeed do it. The Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains map was not in his hands. Unless he ran to the imperial mausoleum, he would surely die. But I had already blocked the palace gates, and although the old man was powerful, I had transferred him away. Gu Changfeng was no match for me, and I had calculated everything that should be calculated."

Zhao Yushu admired Yelu Mingjing from the bottom of his heart. In the old man's words, he was so angry for the beauty he loved that he should have been in a violent state of losing his mind. However, he still made arrangements to eliminate all factors that were unfavorable to him before taking action. His forbearance was more terrifying than his cultivation.

"Then, in front of the palace gate, I suddenly saw your world."

Zhao Yushu's heart skipped a beat because the other party used the word "suddenly".

In fact, even if Yelu Mingjing said that he was also a time traveler, Zhao Yushu would not be very surprised. After all, he had read too many novels in his previous life and could accept any situation, but the other party was not like that.

Zhao Yushu thought of a possibility, but he didn't ask. Yelu Mingjing himself would give him the answer.

"It was like a person suddenly broke into my mind. My memory suddenly became confused. Some scenes that I had never seen or even dreamed of appeared in my mind so vividly. My head had never hurt so much. Those memories were like a flood, but they were not so coherent. I spent a whole day sitting on the steps, absorbing them bit by bit. Ha, that dog emperor thought I was waiting for someone. He was so scared that his pants got wet and he didn't dare to change them."

Zhao Yushu couldn't help but laughed. Everyone thought that he had deliberately waited for the old man to come and stop him. In fact, he just had a headache and couldn't move, or he was frightened by the memory of modern society. Whether it was deep affection or prestige in the eyes of later generations, it turned out that he was just transported through time and couldn't move...

"I learned a word from his memory: crossing."