"Sir He Bo, where are we going?" The Yin-Yang family disciple looked at He Bo who was walking towards the slum and asked.

He Bo didn't say anything. He was waiting for someone, a key figure. It was impossible for Taoism and Mohism to fight completely, so he came.

"Are you here?" A charming figure appeared, and a black masked voice sounded obviously disguised, hoarse and vicissitudes.

He Bo looked at the woman in front of him and said, "I'm very curious, why did you do this?"

"Curiosity will kill people." The woman said.

He Bo stopped talking, took out a small bottle and threw it to the woman.

The woman took the jade bottle that was only the size of a little finger, looked at it carefully, but did not dare to open it easily.

"Are you sure the Six-Fingered Black Hero really hit the Six-Soul Terror Curse of your Yin-Yang Family?" the woman continued to ask.

He Bo pondered for a while, how could he be sure of this? He hadn't come back yet, and the man who wrote the curse was Dasiming, who was kidnapped by the mountain ghost. However, this was what Mr. Chu Nan saw with his own eyes, so there should be nothing wrong.

"What Mr. Chu Nan saw with his own eyes should be correct." He Bo still gave a positive answer.

"If something goes wrong, this thing belongs to your Yin-Yang family!" the woman looked at Xiao Yu and said.

"Don't worry, even if the Six-Fingered Black Hero has not been hit by the Six-Soul Terror Curse, I will take action!" He Bo said. The Six-Fingered Black Hero is known as the world's number one swordsman master. That's because he is not at home. Now that he is back, this title is about to give way.

The woman nodded, then turned around and left, disappearing into the alley.

"Master He Bo, I've lost my follower!" said the Yin-Yang disciple.

He Bo glanced at him and didn't care. It was not too easy for a celestial and human realm to get rid of these disciples.

"Let's go and meet the landlords here." He Bo said calmly.

The disciples of the Yin-Yang family were stunned. Only King of Yan could be called the landlord of Jiyang City. But Lord He Bo still had a friendship with King of Yan?

He Bo brought everyone to an independent courtyard in Jiyang City. The courtyard was next to the Yan King Palace, close to the Yan King Garden. Its status was obviously not simple.

"I haven't been here for many years." He Bo sighed at the quiet courtyard, then pushed open the door and walked in.

"Are you?" A white-haired gatekeeper asked in confusion as He Bo and a group of Yin and Yang disciples.

"Uncle Qin, don't know me anymore?" He Bo asked with a smile.

The concierge Mr. Qin looked at He Bo and looked at him carefully for a while. His pupils gradually dilated. He asked in a trembling voice, "Are you the little master?"

"It's me!" He Bo smiled, looking at everything in the courtyard, he was also greedy. After decades of going there, the scenery was still the same, but the old friend had long disappeared.

"Where have you been to me over the years?" Mr. Qin asked excitedly, and took He Bo into the garden.

"After the little master left, my wife couldn't get sick. She looked at the lake here every day and eventually fell into the lake and died. Before leaving, she told us to bury her with the little master." Uncle Qin said to He Bo, who was standing by the lake in a daze.

He Bo nodded and said, "Take me to have a look."

Uncle Qin walked silently in front of him. After a while, a small grave appeared in front of people, watching the lake, quiet and independent.

"You all go down, I'll stay alone for a while." He Bo said calmly.

Uncle Qin took everyone away, leaving He Bo alone in front of the grave.

He Bo looked at the small grave, sighed a long time, pulled out the grass from the grave with his hands, and whispered an ancient song: "Fish scale house, dragon hall, purple shell palace, red palace, what is the spirit of water red?"

"Why does He Bo of every generation have such an ending?" He Bo sat in front of the tombstone and whispered. He wanted to change all this, but fate seemed to be destined. Even if he chose to escape, he was still caught up with him.

"Fate is never the same, it's just that people are doing what they do." An old figure appeared next to the tombstone, gently wiping off the moss on the tombstone, and two names could be vaguely seen.

"Who are you? How could you know here?" He Bo looked at the old man who appeared. It was the old man he saw outside Jiyang City.

"Your name is He Bo, her name is Mi Fei, then I will call you Yi." The old man said.

He Bo looked at the old man Yi, then shook his head and said, "You are not him!" After that, he was about to take action, and the water-avoiding sword was in his hand and stabbed the old man with one sword.

"He Bo has never been Yi's opponent, don't you know? It was like this back then, and it was like this later." The old man Yi said, pointing his backhand at He Bo. His finger was quickly, like a golden arrow feather flying, and instantly appeared in the middle of He Bo's eyebrows.

He Bo's eyes were dull, too fast, so fast that he could not avoid the extreme realm of heaven and man, and it was too strong, so strong that he could fix him with just one finger.

"You are always willing to sit down and listen to me if you always want me to do it." The old man Yi took his finger back, sat next to the stone tablet, and said to the lake.

He Bo untied the tic toe seal and stood aside humbly. This person was so terrifying that the Taoist tic toe seal and sing to the extreme were practiced by him.

"A long time ago, it was so long that it was not known whether it was a thousand years or a few thousand years ago. At that time, before humans appeared on the earth, Fuxi and Nuwa began to create the first batch of humans, called ancient ancestors, or gods." The old man said.

He Bo sat on the ground and listened to the old man's words.

"One of them is called 'Feng Yi'. He is the water god created by Nuwa and Fuxi to protect the Yellow River. It is also a work that Nuwa and Fuxi are satisfied with after all. One day, Feng Yi heard the wonderful sound of the piano at the bottom of the river, so he came to the surface and met the person who had influenced his life. The girl was named Mi Fei, the daughter of the human emperor Fuxi. Feng Yi, who loved him, would go to the water every day to listen to Mi Fei playing, but he didn't speak." The old man Yi continued.

"But at that time, in addition to the Human Emperor Fuxi, there was another great emperor named Jun. For the sake of the human race, the Human Emperor's daughter would marry Di Jun's son. So later, Mi Fei had an extra male god named Jiulong, who was Di Jun's youngest son. However, Mi Fei hated Jiulong very much, so Mi Fei fled to the Yellow River, and Jiulong also chased him." The old man looked at He Bo and said.

"What then?" He Bo asked in cooperation.

The old man looked at He Bo with satisfaction. The son was very knowledgeable, so he continued: "After seeing him, Feng Yi brazenly launched a flood, and both Mi Fei and Jiulong entered the Yellow River. Mi Fei finally got rid of Jiulong's harassment, so he followed Feng Yi to live in the Zibei Water Pavilion."

"Purple Bei Water Pavilion! That's He Bo's palace?" He Bo was stunned. Yin and Yang Family also built a Purple Bei Water Pavilion, which was his residence.

The old man Yi hit He Bo with a bamboo stick and said, "Listen to the story, why bother me!"

He Bo shrank his head in disappointment. Although he maintained his youthful appearance, he was very old. As a result, he was still educated like a student, as if he was back to the scene when he was young and listened to the teacher.

"But girls' curiosity is only temporary, and no matter how good the scenery is, they will get tired of it. Feng Yi will change his ways to make Mi Fei happy every day, but Mi Fei feels that Feng Yi just treats Feng Yi as his elder brother. But in order to get rid of Jiulong, one day, Mi Fei told Feng Yi that he would become a husband and wife with him. Feng Yi was so happy that he was like a child, so the two became husband and wife." said the old man Yi.

He Bo's eyes were dull, looking at the tombstone, how similar it was to his past, and why did he and her do the same?

"What happened later?" He Bo asked.

"Later, Fuxi learned that Mi Fei married Feng Yi, who was not as good as Di Jun's son, and was indeed very dissatisfied, but he was very fond of Mi Fei, so he left it alone. But Feng Yi felt that he and Mi Fei were more like brothers and sisters, not like husband and wife. Therefore, Feng Yi began to be attracted by other goddesses who were floating in the air and always left Mi Fei alone. Mi Fei also became bored, so he left Zibei Water Pavilion." The old man Yi continued.

He Bo also became silent. This was his portrayal of him. He asked in a low voice: "What happened later?"

"One day, Mi Fei met a person she was destined to be, and the man was named Yi. Because Yi was abandoned by his wife, Mi Fei followed Yi out of sympathy for Yi." The old man Yi said, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, full of yearning gaze.

He Bo looked at the smile on the corner of the old man Yi's mouth and the expression of memories, and looked at the old man in a daze and fearful manner. He thought that the old man would be a Taoist master, but he did not dare to think about it in ancient times. If his guess was true, then this old man would be really terrifying.

"But there is no airtight wall in the world. Yi and Mi Fei were together, and Feng Yi finally knew about it. So he turned into a crazy dragon in anger and chased them. However, he underestimated Yi's strength, or everyone underestimated Yi's strength. In the end, Yi took out the divine bow that was too low to limit the gods, and shot Feng Yi in the eyes with one sword. Mi Fei also complained that Yi should not have taken action to hurt Feng Yi, so he left with Feng Yi." The old man said bitterly.

"Feng Yi is Mi Fei's husband after all, and also a person like her brother." He Bo said.

"Yes. But after Mi Fei and Feng Yi left, Feng Yi's spiritual energy was dissipated because of the damage to his god's character, and there was a grudge in his heart, which caused the flooding of the Yellow River. Fuxi, as the human emperor, therefore, wanted to order Feng Yi to be executed. However, under Mi Fei's pleading, Fuxi finally let Feng Yi go and Feng Yi to control the flooding of the Yellow River. However, Feng Yi's divine nature was damaged and he could no longer control the flooding of the Yellow River. So Mi Fei found Nuwa and asked for a way to cure Feng Yi, which was the ancient artifact, Shui Yu. However, Shui Yu was Di Jun's treasure. In addition, because Mi Fei married Feng Yi privately, Di Jun lost face, so Di Jun ordered his nine sons to turn into golden crows to roast the earth to punish the human race that did not keep his promise." Yi continued.

"What happened later?" He Bo asked. He knew that this might involve the secret of ancient myths.

"The human emperor Fuxi is the emperor of the human race, while Yi is the guardian of heaven and earth who punishes heaven. Di Jun's behavior has angered the heaven and earth, so Yi had to show up and shoot Di Jun's nine sons, and at the same time force Di Jun to hand over the water jade and hand over the water jade to Mi Fei." The old man said.

"Senior is Yi?" He Bo asked as he looked at the old man.

"Yes, no, the real Yi is dead." said the old man.

"What's next?" He Bo continued to ask.

"Later, Mi Fei handed over the water jade to Feng Yi, but Feng Yi's divine nature was damaged and he could not integrate the water jade. So Nuwa told them that only by seeking Fuxi's River Map and Luoshu could he merge the water jade. However, Fuxi was not happy with Feng Yi, so he asked Feng Yi and Dayu to control the Yellow River floods one by one, so that the Hebo Xianhe Tu and the Mi Fei Xianluo Shu were given the legend of "Yi". In the end, Feng Yi still managed the floods with Dayu, so the legend of the Hebo Xianhe Tu and Mi Fei Xianluo Shu." Yi said.

"Your water-avoiding sword is Feng Yi's own sword. After fusing water jade, Feng Yi became the water god in the world and gave the River Map and the water-avoiding sword to Dayu." Yi continued to look at the sword around He Bo's waist.

He Bo looked at the water-avoiding sword at his waist. It turned out that the River Map and the water-avoiding sword among Dayu's Three Treasures were both Feng Yi's objects. But what he was even more curious about was what happened to Yi later.

"What about Yi later?" He Bo asked.

"Later, Yi and Di Jun had a great battle, smashing the entire world, breaking through ancient times, and then killing all the gods in the world." The old man said lightly.

He Bo was stunned. This was too fierce. He killed all the gods in the world. No wonder there was no god in the world since ancient times.
Chapter completed!