I put an eye in heaven and hell

Chapter 472

Lin Hao defeated Murong Sheng, who was known as the strongest among the top [-], and he used the thunder and lightning skill to restrain ghosts.

If one is not careful, it will hurt the soul. If one is not good, if there is no way to repair the damage to the soul, it will affect the entire cultivation path.

Therefore, when encountering Lin Hao's ghost cultivators, they usually admit defeat directly.

In the inner sect disciple selection competition, there is no doubt that a living dead man won the first place, there is no dispute.

"Senior Brother Lin, this is your No.1 reward for this competition."

An outer sect disciple with a soul age of more than 100 years and the peak ghost spirit respectfully presented a storage ring.

In the world of ghost cultivation, seniority is not determined by the age of the soul. Here, if you have the strength, you are the uncle.

Lin Hao, as the closed disciple of Master Runestone Elder Shan Yuandi, is superior to the core disciples just because of this status, not to mention his terrifying lightning-attribute spiritual skills.

This senior brother is understandable.

"Ah."

Lin Hao nodded slightly, and took the storage ring away. When the outer disciple stepped back, he couldn't wait to look at the resources in it.

"I'll go, five hundred middle-grade spirit stones, fifty top-grade spirit stones, what a great deal."

Seeing this, Brother Hao was frightened.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being a great sect, with [-] medium-grade spirit stones and [-] top-grade spirit stones, which are many times more than Lin Hao's previous sales of cigarettes and alcohol at Chen Jiahui's.

Add up, there should be hundreds of thousands of low-grade spirit stones.

In a developed place like Midtown, Chen Jiahui's East City border near the Death Desert is simply equivalent to a backcountry, and there is no comparison between the two.

Here, basically no one uses low-grade spirit stones.

"Xiaohao."

At this time, the door of the private room suddenly opened, and Shan Yuan walked into it with his hands behind his back.

"master."

Lin Hao called out respectfully.

"Come with me."

Shan Yuan didn't say much, just waved towards Lin Hao.

"Why?" Lin Hao wondered

"See the suzerain."

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The suzerain is the old man who looks to be in his 80s.

This old man is not simple. His soul age is astonishingly more than 2000 years. The old monster in the Qin Shihuang period founded the Red Sandalwood Sect by himself. Since then, he has risen resolutely with his strong talent. The current Red Sandalwood Sect is under his leadership. , has become one of the top ten sects in Fengdu City.

The strength of this old guy is the peak of the ghost king, and he is only a step away from the ghost emperor.

But this foot is not easy to cross.

In the center of the Red Sandalwood School, on the highest mountain peak, there is only a very ancient mansion standing alone.

The interior of the mansion is luxuriously decorated, with formations arranged everywhere, full of aura.

Stepping into the gate, Lin Hao only felt that the dense aura around him penetrated through the pores and penetrated into his body, and his energy and spirit immediately returned to the peak state, and his whole body was extremely comfortable.

"When you see the suzerain later, you must be more respectful, and you can't act like a fool."

Shan Yuan exhorted, "After all, the suzerain and you are not from the same era, so etiquette is indispensable."

"understood."

Lin Hao waved his hand indifferently.

Stepping into a small house, the scene in front of him changed instantly.

There are not too many furnishings in the room, and it is not big, but at the front, it seems to be placed with a transparent mirror. From here, you can directly look down at the scene under the cliff.

There are towering peaks, even lush trees, the sun, clouds, birds and beasts, everything is missing.

In front of the "mirror", there was a black grand master's chair, on which sat an old and pale old man.

"coming."

The moment the two entered the room, the old man's indifferent but majestic voice fell in their ears.

"metropolitan."

Yamamoto cupped his hands respectfully and bowed slightly.

"Xiaoshan, you go out first, the old man will talk to this little guy first."

The old man did not turn around, but raised his hand backwards.

"Yes."

Shan Yuan nodded, made a gesture of arching his hands again, then set his eyes on Lin Hao, patted his shoulder, and whispered, "Remember what I said just now as a teacher."

Lin Hao nodded slightly.

After Shan Yuan left the room, the old man in front slowly turned around.

Immediately, in the empty room, a chair and a table quietly appeared, both made of dark wood.

The suzerain's face was covered with dense wrinkles, his long pale hair was tied up, he was wearing a gorgeous purple ancient cloth robe, and he was holding... holding a bottle...

Erguotou?
As a modern person, Lin Hao naturally felt that the painting style was not quite right for such an imposing high-ranking person drinking Erguotou.

Generally speaking, shouldn't this kind of person be Moutai Wuliangye, or high-end red wine?
"sit."

The old man put the remaining half of Erguotou on the table, his eyes were shining brightly, staring at Lin Hao's face, as if he wanted to see through him.

"okay."

Lin Hao didn't know much about the ancient etiquette. What Shanyuan told him before had already entered the left ear and exited the right ear. How could he remember so much.

Regardless, I don't think I'm inferior anyway.

The old man picked up the bottle of Erguotou again, squinted his eyes, and took a sip.

"This wine is really good."

The old man clicked his tongue and recalled, "Thousands of years, this is the first time this old man has tasted the taste of wine, and I don't know who can make wine liquid in the underworld."

"Rumor, didn't this wine come from the mortal world?" Lin Hao continued.

"Hahaha."

The old man smiled and shook his head, "Having said that, this should be just a gimmick by the merchant. With the passage of the Three Realms closed, can someone still be able to freely enter and exit the underworld? The old man guessed that they must have mastered the method of making wine in the underworld. So, just write a few modern fonts and use the name of Mortal Wine to attract attention."

Pretend to be smart.

Lin Hao secretly said something in his heart.

I brought this wine, don't I know?
At this time, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and his two divine eyes fell on Lin Hao again:

"It's just that I don't know why there are living dead with such young souls and weak strength in the underworld. Now that the passages of the Three Realms are completely closed, even the ghost emperor of the ten directions cannot bring the living dead here from the human world."

Although these words did not name anything, the meaning of this sentence was to let Lin Hao explain his identity clearly.

After all, the Red Sandalwood Sect is a big sect, and there are several sects that are not less powerful than the Red Sandalwood Sect. Every move must be made carefully. lose.

Now, he put this move on Lin Hao.

"I don't know what happened. I was eating at the time, but I was struck by a lightning bolt in the sky. When I woke up, I was in this place."

　Something happened a few days ago.Sorry sorry, resume update
　　
　
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