Movie King Dad, your daughter came to you from the countryside.

Chapter 571 Flowers of two generations, old friends
Master Yunqing is a famous and accomplished monk in Beili.

When he learned that he was coming to pray for the eldest princess of the dynasty, he refused.

However, Cui Mingzhao came to invite him personally, so he still had to give him face.

"There is a ghost lying on your back."

As soon as they met, Nie Fuyao stared at Master Yunqing calmly, "Who is it?"

Master Yunqing looked confused and even took a second look.

"Your Highness..."

Nie Fuyao hooked his fingers.

"On July [-] last year, he died while offering incense in Minghua Temple."

"People from Kyoto..."

She spoke in a gentle tone, looked at the housekeeper beside her, and said: "Ask Dali Temple to investigate the household minister Wai Lang. This is his first wife, who was murdered by her husband and his concubine."

Nie Fuyao looked at the ghost who was in pretty good condition.

Said: "It's time for you to report to Hades."

The ghost greeted Nie Fuyao respectfully.

Looking around blankly.

On Nie Fuyao's side, a breeze blew through his sleeves.

No one present noticed anything.

On the contrary, Master Yunqing vaguely saw a very tall, huge but solemn pitch black gate.

It's not clear, only a vague outline can be seen.

On the contrary, Nie Wushuang, who came in from outside, stared at the clear door.

He said in shock: "Sister, why are you recruiting ghosts? Wait, why are there ghosts? What kind of world is this? How can there be ghosts?"

But I saw the door slowly opening.

Two young men came out of it.

"who……"

The two of them were about to ask loudly when they saw Nie Fuyao and were stunned.

The next moment, they bowed their hands in greeting to Nie Fuyao.

"Xiaoxian has met Xiyao Immortal!"

Nie Wushuang raised his eyebrows: "Sister, your name after your ascension is Xiyao? It sounds very nice."

Nie Fuyao ignored her and stepped forward: "Your business is very extensive, and you can actually open it here."

One of them said: "The Immortal Lord is laughing, there is only one Hades in all worlds, and there is no other semicolon."

"That's right." Nie Fuyao nodded, "I can actually see ghosts in this world. Is there something wrong?"

"No." The other party said: "This is the rules of operation in this world. The soul of the Immortal Lord of Xiaoxianguan perfectly fits this body, and it must be the human clone of the Immortal Lord."

Nie Fuyao: "..."

She was a little stunned.

There was some vague speculation in my mind.

Said: "Take this person away. Why doesn't a person return to the underworld after death?"

"Looking at this ghost, there are hidden merits and virtues in it. In addition, the obsession in this person's heart has not been eliminated, and it is unable to activate the gate of the underworld to appear in the world."

Nie Fuyao understood: "Take it away."

"Yes, Xiaoxian will leave."

Nie Wushuang stepped forward quickly under the inexplicable gaze of everyone.

"Two ghosts and immortals, can I also be like the underworld?"

Nie Fuyao: "..."

This woman can really make a scene.

They glanced at Nie Wushuang and shook their heads with a smile: "The girl's fate is attached to the Immortal Lord Xiyao. She is protected by the Immortal Lord and will not return to the underworld."

"That……"

She hadn't finished her next question yet.

A strong wind that was strong enough to overturn the building suddenly rose from the ground in the huge courtyard of the Princess Mansion.

"Xiyao!"

Nie Fuyao raised his forehead and looked very unhappy.

The little emperor and others next to him were even more surprised.

He was almost blown away by this strange wave.

It was better to quickly hug the building around me to see if it was stable.

"Sister..."

Emperor Qianyuan had no choice but to ask for help.

Nie Fuyao gently waved his sleeves, and the wind instantly disappeared. "Don't disturb the order of the world."

Immediately, a handsome man wearing a black robe embroidered with gold and silver hair shawl stepped out of the gate of Hades.

This person is an old acquaintance of Nie Fuyao.

The highest authority in Hades is the Ghost Emperor Mo Linyuan.

Everyone didn't know what happened.

However, he was so frightened by a series of inexplicable things that he fell to his knees.

Emperor Qianyuan stood together with Cui Mingzhao, his whole body tense.

Although I didn't see anyone, I heard a very special sound.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

The rich man appeared in front of everyone out of thin air.

This man has a mysterious and unpredictable temperament.

When he looked at Nie Fuyao, his eyes were smiling.

"I really thought you had fallen. How could the only ruthless Dao Immortal respected by the six realms fall so easily? Unexpectedly, you actually descended to earth to survive the tribulation."

The handsome phoenix eyes scanned the whole place.

Cui Mingzhao was crushed by this pressure, and his knees trembled and he fell to the ground.

On the contrary, Emperor Qianyuan was still standing.

"My brother, the emperor of the world."

Nie Fuyao said: "My sister."

Mo Linyuan snorted, "Want to sit over with me? I have a pair of twins."

Nie Fuyao was stunned, "So fast?"

Then he looked at Nie Wushuang and said, "Are you going? I'll take you to drink some good wine."

Nie Wushuang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

She looked back at Emperor Qianyuan and said, "You are mortal and cannot go to the ghost world...wait a minute, what is the speed of time between the two periods?"

Mo Linyuan said: "One year!"

She nodded, "I'll be there for three to five years, and the princess' mansion will be handed over to General Manager Gao. You govern the world well, and I'll bring you good wine when I come back."

Mo Linyuan laughed loudly, which shocked everyone's heart and made them feel uncomfortable.

"He can't drink my wine, he will explode and die."

"That's a pity!"

Nie Fuyao raised his feet and walked forward.

Emperor Qianyuan followed two steps forward, "Sister..."

"Don't worry, I will be back in three to five years at most. You can follow Cui Mingzhao and govern the world."

Nie Wushuang stepped through the gate of Hades, then turned around and said to his personal maid: "Go back and tell my good husband that I am not at home, and ask him to go to the border to find his father and stay for a few years, and then pick him up when I come back."

The little maid wants to cry but has no tears.

Princess Beili and Princess Duanwang's Mansion disappeared suddenly.

Master Yunqing clasped his hands together and silently recited a Dharma chant.

"Your Majesty, the eldest princess is an immortal from the heaven who came down to earth to undergo calamities. She has supreme merit and virtue, and is beneficial to the dynasty."

If it weren't for the eldest princess, how could he see the vague outline of Hades.

Just a short moment is comparable to decades of hard work.

On both sides of the Styx River, endless flowers of the other side are blooming.

There was no such thing in Hades in the past, just because the Queen of Ghosts liked such words.

Mo Linyuan planted many of them.

Ghost Queen Baizhu is a little fairy who took the form of a green bamboo.

He and Mo Linyuan knew each other and fell in love for thousands of years, and finally became partners.

Nie Fuyao once went to drink the wedding banquet between the two of them.

"If anyone wants to join the world, he will definitely come back to find you. Don't be troublesome."

Nie Fuyao warned him.

Mo Linyuan laughed and said, "Don't worry, I don't have the time to deal with them now."

"On your side, according to my timeline, you have fallen for nearly a hundred years. At that time, it was only said that you failed to break through and died under the thunder. If you hadn't summoned the Gate of Hades this time, I wouldn't have noticed it. "

"This small world where you have experienced calamity, the way of heaven is still brewing, and it may become a place of cultivation in the future."

Nie Fuyao understood.

The so-called future is definitely not hundreds of thousands of years, it may be hundreds of thousands, hundreds of years, or even hundreds of millions.

(End of this chapter)