Chapter 1777: The Pinnacle of All Things?

The loud noise not only shocked many souls who wanted to escape from drinking Meng Po soup, but also shocked the woman.

By the time the woman looked back, Ye Yunfan had been knocked hundreds of thousands of miles away by the blow, and there was no trace at all.

"Master..." the woman said in surprise.

"Feiyao, I just left for a moment and you let go of seven or eight souls. If I hadn't caught them back, you would have made a big mistake."

Po Meng scolded with a cold face.

"Disciple realizes his mistake...but Master...just now...just now...I seemed to hear his voice? Is this true?"

Mu Feiyao waited for Po Meng's answer with expectant eyes.

"Really...Feiyao...it's me..."

At this moment, a voice from the distance came. It was Ye Yunfan who had come here again. Now his aura was disordered. The palm just now caused him serious injuries. Fortunately, his self-healing ability was very strong and he could withstand the injury. As for fainting.

"Are you...my husband?" Mu Feiyao looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, but felt something was wrong. There was a slight difference in appearance, but the familiar feeling and aura were exactly the same.

"It's me... Fei Yao... I finally found you. It's me who was useless. It took me one or two million years to find you and made you suffer here."

Ye Yunfan walked forward slowly step by step, but at this moment, Po Meng blocked the front with a mental barrier.

"Hmph... Where did you come from, you troubled my apprentice's Taoist heart. If you don't leave, don't blame my old lady for killing you." The strong mental pressure locked Ye Yunfan firmly in place, and he could not move at all.

"So strong... Is this the peak state of the virtual world?" Ye Yunfan was shocked. It was the first time he met such a strong spiritual master. He could make it difficult for him to move even with just his mental power.

"Junior Ye Yunfan, it was reckless of me to intrude on senior's Wangxiang Terrace. Please forgive me, senior. I have no intention of offending. I just want to see my wife, who I haven't seen in a million years. Please forgive me, senior."

Ye Yunfan raised his hands with difficulty.

"No need, no matter what the reason for your coming here, Feiyao won't see you, and she doesn't have time to see you. You should leave quickly. I don't want to take action against you, a junior."

Po Meng said threateningly.

"Master..." Mu Feiyao stepped forward and was about to persuade.

"Feiyao, have you forgotten what my master told you?" Po Meng interrupted what she was about to say and asked.

"Master, being a teacher does not mean that I have forgotten what I said. It's just that now the disciple wants to find out his identity and why he came here. This is the Nine Netherworld, and only dead people will come.

If this series of things is not clear in the mind of the disciple, it will seriously affect the disciple's practice. Please give me some time to ask Master to clarify it with him. "

Mu Feiyao half-kneeled and begged.

The wrinkles on Po Meng's face overlapped slightly. After thinking for a moment, she nodded and said, "I'll give you a stick of incense to make it clear to him. If you dare to pester him again, don't blame Master for being cruel."

"Thank you, Master!" Mu Feiyao and Ye Yunfan immediately left Wangxiang Terrace.

Ye Yunfan didn't say anything. After all, Po Meng was nearby and it was hard for him to ask some questions.

The two of them had already left Wangxiang Terrace and away from Naihe Bridge. When Ye Yunfan was about to speak, Mu Feiyao still shook his head to stop him.

Mu Feiyao took him to a hidden place in the underworld, and then said: "Master's spiritual power is so strong that if we had just talked there, she would definitely be able to hear our conversation."

"Feiyao...how did you come to the Nine Netherworld? And how did you become a disciple of Po Meng? And what did you promise her?"

Ye Yunfan asked several questions in succession, feeling a little worried about her condition.

"Wait a minute... Although I sense that your aura is very similar to my husband's, your appearance has changed so much. Are you really my husband?"

Mu Feiyao couldn't believe a person she had never met before, especially when she came to the Nine Netherworld, she was even more unwilling to believe it.

"Feiyao...it's really me...have you forgotten the first time we met? At that time, in order to help me get a healing pill, you went to Zhang Zhenghong in a low voice..."

Ye Yunfan talked about the past of the two of them bit by bit, and there were some things that only the two of them knew, which made her have to believe that the person in front of her was really her husband-in-law.

"You...are you really your husband? But...why has your appearance changed so much? What is the reason for this?" Mu Feiyao asked in confusion.

"Sigh...it's a long story. There are some things I'm not very clear about right now..."

Ye Yunfan told her all about his experiences over the years and the process of coming to the Nine Netherworld, including his fusion of the new body.

"So that's it... So my husband, are you from the heaven? Or are you the third son of the emperor of the heaven?" Mu Feiyao said in surprise.

"It's a pity that I am weak now, and there is still a long way to go before I can regain my previous strength. However, I believe that with this new body, I will improve myself faster, but I don't have the resources here now.

I really didn't expect to meet you here. When Senior Pluto and Senior Huangdi told me, I couldn't believe it was true. "

Ye Yunfan discovered that Mu Feiyao's realm had also reached the realm of dominance. It seemed that he had been practicing here for some time.

"I died in the battle of Shenhuang that year. When my soul dissipated, it was as if the black phoenix in my body turned into a ray of light and opened a hole in the void, and my soul sank into it.

I just didn't expect to come to this Nine Netherworld. When I first arrived, I was also imprisoned with other ordinary souls. It was my master who thought I had good talent and accepted me as a disciple and arranged for me to work at Wangxiangtai."

Mu Feiyao recounted her experiences over the years.

"Why didn't your master let us meet? What's the reason?" Ye Yunfan asked in confusion.

"My master knows that I care about the affairs of the human world. She wants me to have a chance to return to the human world if I succeed in my cultivation, so she has been urging me to practice, and I promised her that I would practice well."

Mu Feiyao explained.

"So that's how it is. It seems Meng Po is not an ordinary person. She has very high standards and demands on you. I can sense that your Rule Divine Mark has also been cultivated to the point where nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine threads of law are condensed.

I just don't know what realm she wants you to cultivate to. Did she tell you how to get out?"

Ye Yunfan still admired Meng Po in his heart. He thought she was very special and had a sense of familiarity. However, this feeling was very subtle and he was not clear at this time.

"My master is very strict with me. I know this is for my own good, so I practice according to her requirements. Only in this way can I practice to the strongest form.

My master told me that if I want to get out, I must break through the gate of the underworld, but not everyone is qualified to break through the gate of the underworld. First of all, I need to cultivate a physical body, and I also need a recommender from the underworld. Of course, my talent must be recognized by everyone.

But I heard that no one has ever broken through, not even my master, but my master said that she has experience and thought of a possibility for me, so she has been urging me to practice."

Mu Feiyao narrated bit by bit, which made Ye Yunfan know the requirements for leaving, but he didn't know what was inside the gate of the underworld.