I just want to be a quiet man

Tang Nanzhai and his party just woke up from a coma, and found that although they were still inside the ancestral hall, the surroundings were extremely dilapidated, and there was no life in the gray area.

What is this place?

Surprised, Tang Nanzhai got up first, and the others also sat up.

The bead curtain of the innermost shrine in the ancestral hall suddenly opened just now, and all of them were caught behind the curtain, and immediately lost consciousness.

What you see right now is obviously not a good place.

Just when he was about to speak and search around, a voice came over: "Which peak of the Holy Sect are you disciples?"

Chapter 123: Cursed Ghost Dao Foundation.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw a cloud of gray mist slowly dissipating, revealing a hazy figure.

It seemed to be a monk sitting cross-legged on a futon, his whole body was full of decay.However, there were countless red silk threads penetrating from the void, entangled his whole body like a spider web.

"Senior Brother Han Sigu?!" Tang Nanzhai looked at him vigilantly, and suddenly heard Lin Long beside him exclaim.

"Han Sigu?" Everyone was startled and looked at Lin Long together.

Lin Long nodded affirmatively: "When I first joined the Holy Sect, I once listened to senior brother Han Sigu's lectures at Qifeng, so I always remember the voice of senior brother!"

Tang Nanzhai's eyes flickered, and he asked in a deep voice, "Dare to ask Your Excellency, is it really Brother Han in person?"

"I didn't expect that ten years have passed, and there are as many disciples from the outer sect of the Holy Sect as the crucian carp crossing the river, but there are still people in the sect who remember me." The figure was silent for a while, then slowly raised his head, and the fog that blocked the two sides instantly disappeared. The time faded away completely, revealing a thin and stern face.

At this moment, everyone recognized that the monk in front of him was Han Sigu, who disappeared ten years ago because he was fighting for the opportunity to build the foundation of the Dao of Heaven!

Unexpectedly, not only did he not die, but he also returned to the Han family.

"Senior Brother Han." Tang Nanzhai's heart trembled, he bowed and saluted, and said, "I am a disciple of Guishoufeng, Tang Nanzhai. These are my companions. Dare to ask senior brother, since you are in the villa, why are you from the Han clan?" Will it be overturned overnight?"

Han Sigu sighed slightly: "...Because, the way of heaven builds the foundation."

Tang Nanzhai and the others were shocked when they heard the words. Han Sigu's disappearance was related to the establishment of the foundation of the way of heaven.But, after all, this happened ten years ago. Why was the Han clan brutally massacred overnight?

Just waiting to be questioned, Han Sigu slowly said: "Seven evil spirits suppress life, cursed ghosts fight for the way, three calamities will be crossed together, the foundation of Taoism will be established..."

"This is what I gained from my narrow escape from the chance in the Sea of ​​Thousand Boars."

"Curse ghost Daoji."

"That is the method of building the foundation of the way of heaven."

"..." Tang Nanzhai and the others were heartbroken and their eyes flickered, but they didn't speak.

Han Sigu didn't take it seriously, and continued: "This method of building a foundation needs to go through three calamities, the first is the calamity of the heart demon, the second is the calamity of life, and the third is the calamity of cursed ghosts."

"I have successfully passed the first two calamities, but this third calamity is a struggle with the cursed ghost. This struggle will last ten years!"

"I win, it's mantra power spirit is used by me to achieve the foundation of heaven."

"It wins. My whole body is cultivated and even my blood is obtained by it, and it becomes its blood food."

"The reason why the Han family was overthrown overnight, and there is no place to bury him, is that the curse ghost deliberately did it in order to disturb my Dao heart."

"And I was indeed hit hard because of this, and my heart was almost dusted..."

"Fortunately, the arrival of fellow disciples is my life."

"As long as you help me win the curse ghost game, the method of building the foundation of the way of heaven will definitely be offered with both hands!"

After hearing these words, although the group knew that the senior brother who hadn't seen him for ten years was ambiguous and must have some calculations, they still couldn't help being moved and looked at Tang Nanzhai in person.

"..." Tang Nanzhai pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Since senior brother needs me to take action, I don't know why the first four batches of fellow disciples are all buried here?"

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The ancient well in the back mountain.

The canopy of the Soul Eater Ghost Tree moves without wind, and there seems to be countless murmurs among the branches and leaves.

The specific content of those whispers was unclear, but it made Lu Luqiang feel as if thousands of steel needles were piercing her brain at the same time. After only holding on for a moment, her eyes went dark, and she couldn't help but spit out with a "wow". blood!

Immediately afterwards, her eyes turned white, and there were bursts of pulls all over her body. The Soul Eater Ghost Tree not far away seemed to turn into a huge black whirlpool, trying to suck her soul into it forcefully.

"Eye of Soul Eater!" Lu Luqiang was in extreme pain, and her rationality told her that she had to turn her eyes away immediately, but at this moment, her eyes seemed to be glued to the ghost tree of Soul Eater, and she couldn't move an inch at all, "This It's Soul Eater Ghostwood's natal supernatural power..."

She suddenly slapped her face heavily, with such force that her whole face was suddenly tilted to the side, and she finally avoided looking at the ghost tree's eyes.

However, Pei Ling under the ghost tree didn't seem to feel it at all, and was cultivating on his own.

From Lu Luqiang's point of view at the moment, this Junior Brother Pei has a straight figure, like a javelin, pressing on the trunk with one hand, concentrating on extracting the spiritual power of the Soul Eater Ghost Tree, and more and more spiritual power is absorbed by him In the body, even the tree trunk he pressed with his palm began to show a little withering.

"Junior Brother Pei's soul is so strong!" Lu Luqiang was shocked, the Soul Eater Ghost Tree's natal supernatural power is the attack of the soul, even the monks in the early stage of human foundation establishment dare not meet all eyes with it.

The reason why he was able to escape just now was because all the soul-devouring eyes were on Junior Brother Pei, and only Yu Guang took her along.

She originally thought that this junior brother would definitely die, but she didn't expect that not only was Junior Brother Pei safe and sound, he was even absorbing the spiritual power of Soul Eater Ghost Tree!

But at this moment, Pei Ling was horrified. He originally thought that he would be sent flying by the Soul Eater on the spot!But he didn't want to, after such a while, Soul Eater Guimu was indifferent, even though he was drawing spiritual power, he had no intention of attacking him at all...

and many more!

Soul Eater Ghost Wood has already made a move, it is an attack from the soul side!

Pei Ling suddenly realized that Senior Sister Lu next to him had been injured, which was obviously affected, but his body is now under the trusteeship of the system. Physical attacks would wake him up as soon as he was hit, but soul attacks... Lian Fairy Lian Even the soul-robbing bell can be ignored!

Just as he was thinking, more and more spiritual power was absorbed by the spirit extraction technique, almost surging.

These spiritual powers are too huge for him at present!

He even had the illusion of standing under the waterfall of spiritual power, allowing the spiritual power condensed into the waterfall to wash away wildly, and his cultivation grew at an alarming rate.

Above the head, the lush canopy is shaking wildly, and countless fallen leaves are swirling.

"Stop it!"

At this moment, a voice came faintly.

As soon as the words fell, Pei Ling felt a shock all over his body, and a strong force came from the side, throwing him high!

The system left in an instant: "Ding dong! An external attack has been detected, and this practice is over. Thanks to the host for using the intelligent cultivation system, one-click trusteeship, soaring without worry! I look forward to sharing your practice evaluation, please give a five-star praise if you are satisfied!"

The next moment, all the eyes of Soul Eater Ghostwood slowly closed, and in a blink of an eye, it returned to an ordinary big locust tree.

It was as if the scene just now was an illusion.

Bang!

Pei Ling fell to the ground without the slightest hesitation, as soon as his body was filled with blood, he was about to use the vampire to escape!

It's just that he just made a move, and in the ancient well, the voice just now gave a soft surprise: "The soul is strong, the bones are of the highest quality, and the heart of the Tao is not confused... I wonder which arrogance of this sect is it?"

Chapter 124: Han Sigu.

Pei Ling turned a deaf ear to it, even at the expense of spiritual power, the escape speed suddenly accelerated!However, just now, when he made a move, he felt as if he was locked by something, his heart was in crisis, and the hairs all over his body stood on end!

His complexion changed slightly, he exchanged a glance with Lu Luqiang, stopped in his tracks, and said in a deep voice, "I am a disciple of the outer sect of the Holy Sect, Zheng Jingshan. May I ask that your Excellency is also a disciple of the Holy Sect?"

"Zheng Jingshan..." The voice in the ancient well seemed to ponder for a moment, and then said immediately, "The cultivation base is a little low, but the talent is good, and you are qualified to see me."

While speaking, the surrounding wind suddenly blew up, and in the ancient well, there was first a sound of gurgling water, and then it was surging, like a stormy sea.

Suddenly, the sound of water rushed towards the mouth of the well!

It's just that in sight, what gushes out from the mouth of the well is not water, but dense black silk.

Between the blue hair, a pair of eyes full of resentment stared at Pei Ling.

Pei Ling frowned slightly, but saw many black hairs gathered together suddenly, and a woman with messy long hair appeared on the spot.

This woman has a graceful figure, her red clothes are like blood, and her feet are bare, revealing her snow-white jade feet.

Her entire face was covered by messy hair, she couldn't see her face clearly, and said sadly: "Master, please."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards the well to appease the guests.

The woman in red described that although she looked weirdly embarrassed, her aura was extremely powerful.

Looking over, Pei Ling and Lu Luqiang were instinctively awed by it. They didn't dare to refuse, so they could only bite the bullet, walked to the side of the well, and jumped down.

Originally, they thought they would fall into the water, but after falling for a while, a blur suddenly appeared in front of them, and the two of them appeared in a vibrant garden.

The garden is lush with vegetation, and there is a small pond in the corner. There are several clusters of water lilies floating on the pond, and there are flower stands on it, covered with pink roses.The roses are in full bloom, spilling petals all over the pond.It's not interesting to look at it.

Under the corridor not far away, there is a soft couch.

On the back is a [-]-fold engraved figure landscape inlaid with night pearl marble screens, and on both sides are small tables, plum vases, begonia-style green gauze palace lanterns and other furnishings.

There are two tail feathers of unknown birds stuck in the bottle, amidst the ashes that caught the eye, they shine brightly and are extraordinarily dazzling.

On the soft couch, a monk in a black robe was sitting upright.

Countless red silk threads protruded from the void, entangled his whole body.

It is loosely tied in a bun, with a bamboo jade hairpin inserted horizontally, with a thin and stern face and sharp eyes.

"Senior Brother Han Sigu?!" Seeing him, Lu Luqiang's pupils shrank suddenly, and she exclaimed.

Pei Ling was startled when he heard this. He had heard of Han Sigu's name on the way here. He was the first genius of the Han family in a hundred years, and he was also the number one genius disciple in the outer sect of the Holy Sect ten years ago.

It was just ten years ago that he disappeared because he was looking for the method of building the foundation of the heavenly way, but he didn't expect that the other party not only didn't die, but also returned to the Han family at some point!

Han Sigu turned a deaf ear to Lu Luqiang's shock, only looked at Pei Ling, and said slowly: "With your age and heart, foundation building is only a matter of time. It's just that although humane foundation building is the simplest, for you, But it is self-destructive; building the foundation of the tunnel is also reckless; only the foundation of the heaven can fully realize your potential and give you the qualification to continue climbing the road in the future."

"They are all disciples of the Holy Sect, so I won't say much about the high-sounding words."

"You do one thing for me, and I will teach you the method of building the foundation of heaven!"

Lu Luqiang was still in shock at first, but her eyes lit up when she heard the words.

Pei Ling frowned slightly. The Han Clan Villa does have a foundation-building method of the Dao of Heaven, but it is in the Han Clan Ancestral Hall.

The place was so dangerous that even Zhang Shuo, who was on the ninth floor of qi training, was dragged into the bead curtain without any resistance, so he didn't dare to approach it rashly.

He was thinking about how to get out, but Lu Luqiang had already asked: "Senior Brother Han, did you really take the opportunity to build the foundation of the Heavenly Dao in Wanfeihai ten years ago?"

"But, since you have already returned to the Han family, why did the Han family still destroy the family?"

"Besides, Senior Brother Han is in Gujing, why did he attack his fellow disciples?"

Han Sigu glanced at Lu Luqiang coldly, and asked calmly, "When did the Holy Sect have a rule that disciples of the same sect must work together?"

Lu Luqiang was suddenly at a loss for words.

Of course she wasn't really stupid, she just wanted to test Han Sigu's tone.

But I didn't expect this senior brother to be so straightforward.

Han Sigu ignored her, and then said: "Back then, there were many celestial beings fighting for the top in the sea of ​​thousands of birds. Although I was lucky enough to win, I was also seriously injured! I practiced the Blood River swordsmanship, and if I want to recover, there is nothing better than a monk's essence, blood, and soul. Good supplement!"

"The friendship of the same sect is a joke in the holy sect!"

"I don't kill you now, just because you can do things for me!"

Hearing this, Pei Ling felt certain, indeed, in this sect of the underworld, fellowship is of little importance, and the most reliable thing is profit.

As long as Han Sigu needs them, they will not be in danger for the time being.

He immediately asked: "Senior Brother Han, I wonder what you want us to do?"

Han Sigu sneered slightly: "The way of heaven and the foundation of the law, cursed ghosts fight for the way, I want you to help me go to the Han family's treasury and find my natal flying sword, the Blood River Sword!"

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At the same time, Han's ancestral hall.

The gray world behind the bead curtain.

All the scenery seemed to be covered with a layer of obscurity, except for the red silk thread wrapped around Han Sigu's body, which was so vivid.

The atmosphere seemed stagnant.

"Since brother needs me to take action, I don't know why the first four batches of the same sect are all buried here?" Tang Nanzhai asked in a deep voice as if he didn't feel the pressure from the other party, "Could it be that what brother really needs? , is we buried here?"

Han Sigu sighed quietly: "Although there is no friendship between the same sects of our Holy Sect, there is no need to deliberately kill each other."

"Those fellow disciples did not die by my hands."

"Now the entire villa is controlled by that curse ghost, and the disciples who died in the villa were all cursed and killed by that curse ghost."

"And, among the first four groups of people, didn't someone escape? That was me who sent him out."