"Underland. When Song Paiyu heard this, his eyebrows knew that there were underworlds. He said, but he always treated the underworld as a legend, and did not regard the underworld as a real thing. At this time, he immediately became interested when he heard Jiji's statement.

"Boss, you shouldn't be like those ordinary people, thinking that the underworld in myths and legends is an illusory existence. In fact, those myths and legends are not completely fabricated, but have certain factual basis.

"Jiji heard the doubts in Song Paiyu's words. He explained patiently: "In myths and legends, the space for people to live is divided into heaven, earth, and hell; he believed that humans have souls, and each person has three souls and seven spirits. After death, people must first report to the underworld, and accept the judgment of the King of Yama in the underworld."

"Jiji, I know these myths more clearly than you!" Seeing that Jiji was talking nonstop, Song Paiyu interrupted Jiji's speech. As a traditional republic, he was still very interested in the myths and legends of his country. He also understood it very in detail. "However, entering the underworld should not be that simple. If all the masters above the Nascent Soul stage can freely enter and exit the underworld, then the underworld will not be messed up?"

The cultivation plane where Song Paiyu was before was not mentioned by the underworld, so when he heard Jiji talk about the myths and legends of the Republic, his interest was suddenly piqued. However, what he wanted to know was obviously not what he could see in books.

"Of course, the three realms do not interfere with each other. Just like the secular world, they cannot interfere with the internal affairs of other countries, but are subject to various restrictions. However, things are relative. Power is the truth. The truth that it works everywhere. In Journey to the West, Sun Wukong first turned the underworld upside down, and then made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, not because of his powerful magical powers.

"I'll talk about this later!" After hearing Jiji's words, Song Paiyu pondered for a while and whispered, "Let's not talk about why my cultivation can enter the Nascent Soul stage. Even if my cultivation level has entered the Nascent Soul stage, do you think my supernatural powers can save Li Chenmu alive?"

There is another thing that Song Paiyu didn't say. Why should I risk my life to save Li Chenmu? It's one thing that I feel guilty because I owe the Li family, but Li Chenmu chose death to express his dissatisfaction with Song Paiyu in a vague way. And when he finally said something to Su Tingting, Song Paiyu was very unhappy.

Seeing that Song Paiyu had a decision in his heart, Jiji did not continue to speak. In his eyes, Song Paiyu's safety is the first priority. The underworld is full of crises. If Song Paiyu really dares to enter rashly, he would rather speak to stop it. He did not think that Song Paiyu had a great power to make trouble in the underworld.

Song Paiyu and Jiji's conversations were communicated through spiritual consciousness, so this scene fell in the eyes of Li Cuntie and others, as if Song Paiyu was considering the sales of various elixirs.

"Li Yi, do you think the Li family still needs to continue to be responsible for the elixir business in the future?" Song Paiyu did not ask Li Cuntie, but looked at Li Yi.

Song Paiyu knew that Li Cuntie was a cultivator. He was relatively simple by nature and his thinking was easily influenced by other people's words. Once Li Chenmu died, the Li family's right to speak undoubtedly fell into Li Chenmu's hands.

Li Yi's eyes hesitantly swept back and forth on Li Cuntie and Song Paiyu twice. Seeing that Song Paiyu was not angry about Li Cuntie's words, he said in a deep voice: "As long as Paiyu does not give up on the Li family, the Li family will naturally always look at Paiyu's horses.

Hearing Li Yi's words, Li Cuntie was anxious and wanted to speak, but Li Yi pulled his sleeves and then turned red and didn't say it.

Song Paiyu glanced at Li Yi with appreciation and nodded, "The most urgent task is to handle Mr. Li's funeral. Let's talk about the rest in the future. You can also think more about it during this period."

Because of the awkward atmosphere, Song Paiyu and Li Yi exchanged a few greetings and walked out of the house.

"Boy Yi, why didn't you let me speak just now? Paiyu is not an unreasonable person. I just made it clear. He would definitely let the Li family go almost without Song Paiyu.com and walked out of the room. Li Cuntie asked anxiously.

Li Cuntie finally plucked up the courage to get rid of Song Paiyu's control. Seeing that Song Paiyu had the intention to agree, he was destroyed by his son's words, so he was naturally furious.

"Dad, if Paiyu really agreed to give up the Li family, the Li family would be over. Li Yi had not spoken yet. Li Zhi, who had been sitting aside without saying a word, suddenly spoke. "How can you say this? I think your elder brother's words make a lot of sense. Without Song Paiyu's words, our family makes money slowly, but it is impossible to have many crises. As for the elixirs provided to us by Song Paiyu, with the wealth of our Li family, it is also a different body clam, Xunshu, said Xunsan, "Seihu, seeing that both noons opposed breaking with Song Paiyu, Li Cuntie... Zezhou was a little confused.

"Dad, you just think about the disadvantages of working with Baiaoyu, but you didn't expect the benefits of working with Baiaoyu." Li Yi sighed bitterly when he heard this, "If we didn't cooperate with Song Baiaoyu, those ancient martial arts families would have been eyeing the Li family for a long time. Do you think the Li family might still maintain its status as usual in the ancient martial arts families? In other words, if Song Baiaoyu chooses any ancient martial arts family to cooperate with, our Li family may be compared.

"And even if you announce to the outside world that all the magical pills are not refined by the Li family, but by Song Paiyu, will the outside world believe it? Further, even if the outside world believes everything about us, how will the Song family deal with us? How will other ancient martial arts families deal with us?" Li Zhi also added.

When Li Yi's brothers said something, he remembered the large table of magic weapons that Song Paiyu had thrown out before, and the appearance of Huiling and Qingling respectfully towards Song Paiyu, and a hint of cold sweat appeared on Li Cuntie's forehead.

"This Li Zhi is a material that can be made." Outside the house, Song Paiyu, who had been locking Li Yi and others with his spiritual sense, finally showed a happy smile on his face. Today's incident is undoubtedly a test for the Li family. Now the Li Yi brothers undoubtedly handed over a pretty good answer to Song Paiyu.

The next morning, when Song Paiyu walked into the villa hall, the eyes of several ancient martial arts families were dark, but their faces were more excited. When they saw Song Paiyu, they all surrounded him enthusiastically and expressed their gratitude to Song Paiyu. However, their hands touched their waists or behind them from time to time, where there was the latest magic weapon they had obtained. Huiling walked to Song Paiyu lightly and whispered to Song Paiyu. Song Paiyu realized that the magic weapon he took out had been released by Huiling and Qingling. The standard for release was based on his contribution and losses in the battle with Lanfengzhou yesterday. Song Paiyu nodded and was particularly satisfied with Huiling and Qingling's method of release.

As the world-renowned head of the Li family, Li Chenmu's funeral was held very grandly, and all kinds of pomp and show were not lost at all. It lasted for seven days and seven nights. Song Paiyu did not like the excitement. After making some arrangements and confirming that there would be no accident in the Li family, he returned to the Jizhu Villa Garden that day.

After losing his true energy in his whole body, Song Paiyu couldn't enter An to practice. The only thing he could do was to go to and from get off work every day and practice spring and autumn.

During this period, Hua Yuerong's siblings' hotel opened silently, with its name being Hua Fahrenheit Restaurant, an ordinary and low-key name, just like Hua Yuerong's personality.

Song Paiyu originally wanted to invite some people to the hotel to support him and make the hotel lively, but Hua Yuerong refused. Faced with Hua Yuerong's insistence, Song Paiyu did not force him.

As it turns out, Song Paiyu's idea is completely redundant.

Fahrenheit Snack Shop is located near the bustling commercial pedestrian street. Because of its relatively simple but quaint decoration style, it attracts a large number of passers-by. After entering the hotel, the bright windows and clean tables inside give people a sense of comfort. Occasionally, a faint fragrance of flowers wafts into the nose, which makes people feel relaxed, as if the fatigue of the day suddenly disappeared completely.

Although Hua Xiaobo was impulsive at a young age, it is undeniable that he has a very talented chef and the food he cooked is extremely delicious. So despite no publicity, the business of Fahrenheit Snack Shop was still very good when it opened. And the following time was getting more and more popular, which made Song Paiyu a little dizzy.

But thinking about it, the Fahrenheit Snack Shop not only has a clean and pleasant environment, but also has a great taste of all kinds of food. There is also a beautiful boss like Hua Yuerong who walks around the hall from time to time. It doesn’t work well. As the reputation of the Fahrenheit Snack Shop spreads, the Fahrenheit Shop’s business will only become more and more popular.

The busy and fulfilling life successfully diverted Hua Xiaobo's attention. As the hotel business became more and more popular, Hua Xiaobo slowly walked out of Zhang Ni's depressed mood, and a smile gradually appeared on her face.

During the past half month, Song Paiyu had to sit in the hotel almost every day. On the one hand, he fell in love with Hua Yuebo's cooking skills, but on the other hand, he liked the atmosphere here.

Sitting in the hotel, Song Paiyu observes the bustling crowds on the street, staring at the different expressions on the faces of the people coming and going. Song Paiyu speculates their identities and stories. Song Paiyu shows that his mental cultivation is actually increasing bit by bit, which makes him feel like he is being hit by a pie from the sky.
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