Ye Yu nodded and said: "Not only do I know that you are fighting, I also know that both you and the Holy Son of the Holy Temple will suffer losses."

Li Ping'an nodded first, then shook his head quickly and said: "It's okay, it's obvious that Pindao is better.

The holy son of the Holy Church fled, but Pindao was only slightly injured and has recovered now."

Ye Yu glanced at Li Pingan and sneered.

Li Ping'an said sheepishly: "Actually, the Holy Son of the Holy Church also has some abilities."

Ye Yu frowned and looked at Li Ping'an, and said with some confusion: "You can't even defeat the Holy Son of the Holy Church? When we first met in the underworld, weren't you very powerful?"

Li Ping'an said helplessly: "That's in the underworld. Pindao can get the power to call upon the underworld."

Ye Yu was moved thoughtfully: "In other words, you have not actually reached the realm of a saint."

Li Ping'an shook his head and said: "I definitely have not reached the realm of a saint you mentioned."

Ye Yu sighed and said, "It's a shame. I knew I should have snatched the Sanqing Temple. Now I'm too familiar with it to make a move."

Li Ping'an looked at Ye Yu speechlessly, "Girl, your thoughts are very dangerous!"

Li Ping'an coughed and asked, "Miss Ye Yu, I want to ask you something."

Ye Yu said, "What's the matter?"

Li Ping'an said seriously: "Do you know the son of Hades?"

Ye Yu subconsciously glanced in the direction of the backyard, then nodded and said, "I've heard some legends."

Li Ping'an frowned and said: "The people in the temple have always said that the poor disciple Qingming is the son of Pluto. They also said that the son of Pluto has arrived and the thousand-year catastrophe has begun. For the sake of the world, he must be killed. What on earth is going on?

thing?"

Ye Yu shouted subconsciously: "That's nonsense! They obviously pushed people too hard."

Li Ping'an said doubtfully: "Miss Ye, why are you so excited?"

Ye Yu snorted coldly and said, "I can't bear to see them confusing right and wrong."

Li Ping'an bowed and said, "Please enlighten me!"

Ye Yu said: "This matter can be traced back to fifteen thousand years ago, when the last Pluto Mo Bai was in office.

At that time, Mo Bai had just become a saint and ascended to the position of King of Hades. He gathered all the extraordinary ghost kings in the underworld to refine a big black umbrella and send it to his descendants in the human world to protect their safety.

Later, the existence of the Big Black Umbrella was discovered by the Holy Son who was the superior of the church. He was greedy and wanted to kill the descendants of Pluto and snatch the Big Black Umbrella. However, the descendants of Pluto were not easy people. The two had been entangled and fighting for several years.

The outcome was determined, and in the end the previous Holy Son threatened the descendant of Pluto with his lover, snatched the big black umbrella and then killed the descendant of Pluto.

In anger, Pluto opened up the two realms of Yin and Yang. Dozens of extraordinary ghost kings led countless evil spirits to attack the Holy Mountain. They killed the Sun and Moon without Light and the Holy Mountain collapsed. The Infinite Light God and Pluto were both injured. The Holy Son's quilt was also shattered in the battle.

Corpses, countless Ghost Temple disciples perished.

Later, the underworld receded. Every thousand years, when the underworld accumulated a certain amount of strength, Mobai Pluto would throw the big black umbrella into the human world, select those who resented the temple, and use it as a chess piece to launch an attack on the temple. This is what they call a thousand years.

During the Great Tribulation, the person chosen by Pluto is called the son of Pluto.”

Li Ping'an frowned and said: "That was what happened during the time of the previous Pluto. Shouldn't it be over long ago now?"

Ye Yu smiled proudly and said: "Theoretically, that's true, but let's see! The new Pluto is so smart, he immediately discovered the benefits of this matter."

Li Ping'an asked doubtfully: "What's the benefit?"

Ye Yu said proudly: "In the underworld, a large number of evil ghosts are born every moment. Countless ghost kings, large and small, fight against each other, creating chaos. The endless noise really disturbs Mr. Pluto's sleep. In addition, the new Pluto

Seeing that some people were unhappy, they continued the Thousand-Year Catastrophe, attacking the Saints first, then the Ten Thousand Demons Forest, and then the Divine Sword Mountain. If anyone was unhappy, we would attack whoever was unhappy, and at the same time consume the excess souls."

The corners of Li Ping'an's mouth twitched and he said speechlessly: "You are talking about you, right? Will Pluto launch a thousand-year catastrophe just because he disturbs his sleep? How can they be as childish as you say when they are at the point where they can hold the world in their chests and swallow mountains and rivers with anger?"

Ye Yu snorted coldly and said, "If you don't believe me, throw it away!" He stretched out his hand to take out the romance book from under his buttocks, and looked through it to himself.

Li Ping'an said doubtfully: "Even if what you said is true, this son of Pluto will not be able to see Qingming! He has no enmity with the Holy Mountain and has no intersection with other holy places. How could Pluto choose him to be the son of Pluto?"

Ye Yu looked through it and said casually: "How do you know it was chosen by Pluto? Maybe the big black umbrella was stolen?"

Li Pingan laughed and said: "How is it possible? Who can steal Pluto's things?"

Ye Yu whispered: "It's really possible!"

Ye Yu lay on the recliner and read, while Li Pingan was deep in thought beside him. He couldn't figure out why Pluto chose Qingming as the son of Pluto? Did Pluto have a headache? Or did he discover the identity of Qingming's son of destiny?!

…

In the middle of the sun, Ye Yu closed the book with a snap, stood up and said, "I'm going back first!"

Li Ping'an came back to his senses and said doubtfully: "Aren't you going to stay for dinner today?"

Ye Yu said: "No, there are people waiting at home! By the way, let me remind you! The people in the church will not give up so easily, they will come again." After saying that, he drifted outside.

After walking out of Sanqing Temple, Ye Yu's figure disappeared from the earth in a flash and appeared in the spiritual world.

Fentian Peacock, dressed in black, appeared next to Ye Yu and said calmly: "I didn't steal it, I took it honestly."

Ye Yu said speechlessly: "You still make sense, right?"

Fentian Peacock said calmly: "To protect Ning Yi's safety."

Ye Yu said lazily: "Giving him the big black umbrella will only make him more dangerous."

Fentian Peacock said: "Haoran originally planned to let him worship the Master as his teacher. With the Master's protection, the temple does not dare to mess around."

Ye Yu looked at Fentian Peacock and said, "You stole my big black umbrella. Meng Haoran asked Ning Zhen to become his master. The calculation was so precise. You guys are so awesome!"

"It's not stolen, it's taken!"

The two figures slowly faded in the spiritual world and disappeared without end.

…

A few months later, the Holy Son of Burning Light returned to his full glory and came to Haoran Academy in the middle of the Eastern Region.

In a huge city, there are scholars everywhere, and there are no white men coming and going.

On a mountain range outside the city, there are magnificent buildings standing. Literary talent rises above the mountains and mountains, soaring into the sky like pillars. This is Shushan, which is famous in all directions, and is where Haoran Academy is located.

As the sun rises in the east, a golden avenue emerges from the sun and spreads towards the top of the mountain.

Two two-headed white tiger beasts pulled a gorgeous luanjia down the golden avenue and flew towards a building at the top of the mountain.

The white tiger pulled Luan Jia down to the top of the mountain and landed in front of the gate of the academy. The plaque above the gate of the academy read the four characters "Haoran Academy".

In front of the gate, a middle-aged man in gray clothes was cleaning the bullock cart and scrubbing the body of the bighorn bull with a brush.

The curtain of the gorgeous Luan Dynasty opened, and the Holy Son of Burning Light walked out, smiling and saying: "Brother Jun Lin, are you okay?"

The middle-aged man put down the brush in his hand, bowed his hand and said with a smile: "The Holy Son of Burning Light is here, and you are welcome from afar~"

The Holy Son of Zhuoguang laughed and said: "Brother Jun Lin, you are too polite. The love between you and me as brothers is beyond words!"

Jun Lin put down his hand and smiled calmly: "Why did the Holy Son come here?"

The Holy Son of Burning Light dropped his smile and said seriously: "I heard that the Taoist sect was so bold as to suppress the thirteenth gentleman of the academy?"

Jun Lin said calmly: "Little Thirteen did something wrong and deserves to be punished."

"Even if Mr. Thirteen has done something wrong, he should be punished by the master. What qualifications does the Taoist sect have to suppress the saint's disciples? Such behavior is too disrespectful to the academy."

Jun Lin frowned and said, "What does the Holy Son mean?"

The Holy Son of Burning Light solemnly said: "According to the information from our temple investigation, Taoist disciple Qingming is the son of Pluto. I also ask Brother Jun Lin to enter the Western Region with me, kill the son of Pluto, and rescue Mr. Thirteen."

Jun Lin shook his head and said: "There is no son of Hades in the Taoist sect."

"I can see it with my own eyes as a saint. There is no doubt that he is the son of Hades!"

Jun Lin said with a smile: "My twelfth junior sister has been with the Taoist sect for a long time, and there is no son of Hades in the Taoist sect."

The Holy Son of Zhuoguang frowned and said: "Don't you want to save Mr. Thirteen? Are you not caring about the reputation of Haoran Academy?"

Jun Lin said slowly: "Master has his own plans, please come back, Holy Son!"

"Hmph~" The Holy Son of Zhuoguang snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards Luan Jia.

The two white tigers roared a few times, turned around and ran towards the sun along the golden avenue.

Jun Lin bowed his hands and said with a smile: "Send me the Holy Son of Burning Light!"

After straightening up, Junlin continued to brush the bighorn bull.

Ta Ta Ta Ta~ The Master, wearing a moon-white robe, walked out of the academy and said, "Who came just now?"

Jun Lin quickly said respectfully: "It's the Holy Son of Burning Light of the Holy Mountain. He inspired me to deal with the Taoist sect with him because of the fact that my junior brother was suppressed by the Taoist sect."

The master snorted coldly and said: "Don't play with him in the future, your heart is not right!"

Jun Lin held up his hands as a courtesy and said, "Disciple, I obey!"

The master floated onto the ox cart, opened the door curtain and walked in, saying: "Jun Lin, go to the Western Regions!"

"Yes!" Jun Lin responded, jumped up and sat on the shaft of the cart, waved the bullwhip in his hand, and with a crisp snap, the bighorn bull ran down the mountain.

A few days later, a golden light bloomed above the Shenjian Mountain in the Holy Land of the Northern Territory. In the golden light, the figure of the Holy Son of Burning Light emerged and said, "Dongfang Emperor Ming, please show up to see our old friend when he comes to visit!"

All the disciples of Shenjian Mountain raised their heads and looked at the golden sun-like figure in the sky. Those who knew his identity were filled with awe. The disciples who didn't know had doubts in their hearts. Who is he? He dared to call him directly.
To be continued...