"Hello, hello?"

Thousands of miles away in Changxia City, Huang Hu'er, who was dragging his nose and looking puzzled, held the message jade guide and shook it up and down, but still no sound came through.

When he hesitated and picked up the small hammer, he was about to hit it.

Finally, on the messenger Yugui, a spiritual light slowly lit up.

"Great Zen Master Miaoyan..."

Chen Youzhi, who was far away in Qingli Palace in Tongjiang, had a cold expression on his face, and he slowly said

"When did you disappear?"

"Oh!" Huang Hu'er, who was originally a little depressed, suddenly became happy when he heard this voice.

"There was a great monk with a bald head. He said his name was Guang Hui and he came to play with Lao Suntou."

Huang Huer scratched his head and said, "Then, Guanghui and Lao Suntou disappeared together."

Guanghui?

Chen Youzhi's breathing was stagnant, and his expression became uncertain for a moment.

After a long time, he spoke slowly

"Why did the Jade Gui of the Great Zen Master Miaoyan fall into your hands?"

"I found it in Lao Sun's nest."

The voice of the child opposite was still cheerful, "This thing is called the Messenger Yugui, and it's quite fun! I thought about it for a long time before opening it!"

"Yeah...it's quite fun..."

Chen Youzhi smiled and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

In the Niwan Palace, the Yuan Shen, entangled with thousands of snakes, suddenly opened his eyes, and a small snake that looked like an illusion but not an illusion peeled off from the Yuan Shen, and suddenly swam into the Jade Gui that conveyed the message.

Thousands of miles away, Huang Hu'er, who was staring blankly, waiting for Chen Youzhi's reply, was startled.

He opened his fingers in shock, and the message jade guide in his palm fell to the ground.

A little snake as long as a little finger, covered with smooth scales, swam out of the jade guide,

When Huang Huer saw it clearly, he couldn't help but scream in surprise.

The little snake had a human face. It was the face of a young man, pale and without a trace of blood. A cold and greasy aura enveloped him. Huang Huer wanted to escape, but was shocked to realize that he had not even a trace of blood.

I can't even move my fingers.

He was frozen in place and could only watch helplessly as the cold human-faced snake swam towards him little by little.

Just when the little snake was about to wrap around his body, a chuckle suddenly sounded in his ears.

When Huang Huer opened his eyes again, the little snake in front of him had disappeared, as if it had never existed.

Everything that just happened was like a dream...

He stayed where he was, stunned for a long time, motionless.

Finally, Huang Huer's hands trembled. He hesitantly reached out to Yu Gui on the ground, but at the moment of contact, he quickly retracted his hand as if it was burned by fire.

He yelled and ran away quickly, not even daring to look back.

While Huang Huer was panicking, Chen Youzhi, who was far away in Qingli Palace in Tongjiang, was also speechless for a while. His inner thoughts were surging and he could no longer restrain himself.

In the Niwan Palace, countless dark clouds rolled, and in the scene that resembled the end of the tribulation, a devil Buddha with endless evil was revealed.

Surrounded by white lotus flowers, Miao Yan, who had not seen him for a long time, raised his eyes from the clouds and smiled at Chen Youzhi, who was as small as a mustard seed.

His face was ferocious, half of his face was covered in blood and flesh, with large and small human faces darting in and out of it, but the other half of his face was compassionate and full of compassion.

Miaoyan was wearing a cassock, and his aura was ordinary, but it gave people an endlessly weird and sinister look, as if something was about to explode from that body.

Chen Youzhi bowed respectfully, and when he accidentally met Miao Yan's eyes, the concentration that had been locked on him was instantly snatched away.

Miao Yan's pupils were all white, and in those evil and gloomy eyes, there was either anger, indifference, hatred, or resentment. The moment they looked at each other, countless negative emotions filled Chen Youzhi's mind.

He is like a manifestation of great terror, great destruction, great destruction, and great resentment in the world. He is about to drop black fire from the sky and burn out everything invisible in the void.

In Miaoyan's body, countless smooth tentacles were going in and out. Among those tentacles, there were evil eyes, and they were also a piece of forest white.

In Chen Youzhi's life, he had never seen such a crazy creation, with unparalleled majesty and unparalleled weirdness coexisting and intertwined.

In front of him is an indescribable figure named Miaoyan, which is composed of tentacles and eyes.

The ominous aura was like an undercurrent, rising and falling in Chen Youzhi's Niwan Palace, occupying the space violently in a manner that he could not distinguish or understand.

The crazy murmurs echoed gently in his ears, firmly occupying his mind with an unshakable and absolute true attitude.

The warm and sticky tide is coming from all directions...

"Zen Master?"

Chen Youzhi felt a chill in his heart, as if he was wrapped tightly by a cold snake. The pain made him wake up briefly.

The pale young man lost his mind and looked towards Miao Yan in the dark clouds.

In his Niwan Palace, amid the scene of Doomsday, a figure named Miaoyan, created by countless tentacles and eyes, also looked at Chen Jizi with a smile.

"Huang Hu'er is still useful, I can't let you kill him."

Miaoyan's voice was strange, like the sound of countless people and beasts, including old people, young people, women, and children.

Chen Youzhi heard the terrifying roar of thousands of thunders, rocks rolling down the cliff, the creaking of the frozen river, and the loud noise of the volcano spraying lava.

Laughter, crying, human voices, birds, the hustle and bustle of the street, all at once... the voices of all living beings turned into lips and teeth, and here they all spoke for Miaoyan.

Chen Youzhi's eyes were blurred, and his throat moved.

The man surrounded by dark clouds and white-bone lotus flowers is simply, simply like...

All living beings!

At the same time, Miao Yan looked at Chen Youzhi's eyes and raised the corners of his lips little by little with a slow gesture.

Behind him, mountains of tentacles and eyes danced wildly together, casting shadows that covered the earth.

"I am all living beings——"

Chen Youzhi heard Miao Yan say softly.

The pale boy clenched his fists and looked at Miao Yan in Niwan Palace, his eyes showing mad obsession.

How... powerful...

"Have you figured it out?" Miao Yan's voice came faintly.

"I figured it out!" Chen Youzhi's eyes flashed, and he finally nodded heavily.

At the moment when the purple mist appeared and the living corpses caused chaos, while he was still practicing Taoism in Nanhua Palace, he bumped into the great Zen Master Miaoyan who had become the enemy of the world.

Only that time, he chose to refuse.

And now...

Under Miao Yan's gaze, the pale-faced young man kowtowed deeply with a determined expression.

"Disciple bows to the teacher."

He raised his head and spoke softly.

Surrounded by squirming tentacles, the strange and inexplicable Miao Yan smiled slightly and nodded lightly.

"Huang Hu'er is an important move. Make good friends with him. Even if you can't make good friends with him, you must not offend him."

Miao Yan glanced at the pale Chen You and spoke calmly.

"During the period after my death, you should be very cautious in your actions. You must not reveal the slightest clue or let a third person know that you, Chen Youzhi, worship me as your teacher."

"otherwise……"

Miaoyan gave him a meaningful look.

"Don't talk about your brother Chen Jizi, not even the people in the world can protect you."

"Death?"

"I have already died once. After being taken to the South China Sea by Guanghui, I was killed by Wang Qiuyi himself."

In a scene of doom and tribulation, Miao Yan, who was surrounded by dark clouds and white-bone lotus flowers, was silent for a rare moment. His lips moved slightly, but in the end, he just let out a long sigh.

"I never thought that Guang Hui wanted to kill me, and I never thought that I would be killed by him."

Miao Yan sighed, and behind him, countless tentacles covered with eyeballs all became furious.

"Wang Qiuyi?!"

Chen Youzhi on the side was shocked and his face suddenly changed color.

"Wang Qiuyi is still alive? He is not..."

Chen Youzhi was still stuck in the middle of his words, but when he saw Miao Yan's gloomy expression, he wisely stopped talking.

"Wang Qiuyi is not only still alive, but he and Guang Hui are here in Qingli Palace."
To be continued...