Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

The monks were discussing in low voices what ghosts were cultivating and what dao tribulation, Zhao Hao listened carefully and found that it was news from thousands of miles away, so he didn't take it too seriously.

It has not been a day or two since ghost cultivators, demon cultivators and demon cultivators have ravaged. Not only have he heard of them, but he has also fought against them.

Zhao Hao couldn't help thinking of the beast tax in almost all sects and countries—in order to obtain materials for cultivation, ordinary towns are required to catch at least one fierce beast every year, and the mortals who die for this are really There are too many to count.

He especially likes to hear Lin Yu talk about Kunlai in Xizhou, and he can't help but think that Master—that Master, perhaps, in fact, may not have the intention of accepting him as a disciple.

On that day, in Kunlai's centuries-old tomb, he saw a scene of joys and sorrows, but none of the people in the joys and sorrows gave him a second look.

Even if he is a disciple formed by the legacy of Kunlai.

Even if he met him for the first time, he respectfully regarded his widow as a teacher.

Even in his heart, Master has always been the most important thing in his heart, and he has always regarded revival of Kunlai as his responsibility...

That's right, the master I think is already a human immortal, sitting on the land of Xizhou for thousands of miles, has rebuilt the Kunlai lineage, has countless disciples, and there are countless Feilai peaks, and I can't finish talking. The lost elixir, and the legendary net that Lin Yu yearned for for no reason.

He was just an ordinary disciple from another generation, no matter how hard he tried to revive Kun-Lai, he still couldn't do it.

So what?

Zhao Hao clenched his fists heavily. He could establish a branch of Kunlai in Central Continent, or he could make Kunlai bigger, prove his ability, and let that master know that he is also very powerful!No worse than that Feng Qingxiu!

I will definitely let him know that choosing him as an apprentice is far better than that disciple Feng Qingxiu who can only seek shelter under him for not growing up.

He glanced longingly at the corner of the courtyard eaves of Feilai Peak, turned around and ran down the Feifeng Peak.

The ruins have been found, he doesn't have to stay here anymore.

He also didn't want to go to Xizhou - that would be tantamount to negating all his efforts for the past hundred years, and it was absolutely unacceptable to him.

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Feng Qingxiu and An Xian were at the peak, watching Zhao Hao leave.

"Don't stop?" An Xian raised her eyebrows and asked.

"He is extremely arrogant in his bones, forcing him to stay on him will frustrate his ambition." Feng Qingxiu sighed lightly, "I have already talked to him, if you enter Kunlai, you must first go through the outer sect for 12 years, and after that If so, they are Kunlai disciples, otherwise they are the outer sect."

He only said to think about it at the time, and then refused.

In this way, he is not easy to force others to be difficult, and there is no reason to exempt him from entering the outer sect, even the daughter of the head of the sect is no exception.

"But this kid's life is hard," An Xian said with a nostalgic smile, "he must be very troublesome, right?"

While talking, a monk wearing a cloak also followed in the direction Zhao Hao left, presumably preparing to follow him.

Feng Qingxiu raised her hand and set up the magic circle, blocking him out of the circle.

After all, he is an outer disciple of Kunlai, so there is no reason not to help him.

"That," Feng Qingxiu stared at the monk in the cloak, narrowing her eyes slightly, "it seems to be a ghost cultivator."

He has no opinion on ghost cultivators. Kunlai ghost cultivators and Taoist cultivators and demon cultivators get along very harmoniously. Many resentful spirits rescued from the ancient battlefield begged to stay in Kunlai after being rescued. They have given Qingdi Peak a lot of advice in the direction of the soul, and many methods of fusion and restoration of spiritual consciousness have been obtained because of their help, and they are naturally suitable to become the spirits of the weapon array, which can provide a huge bonus to the power of the magic weapon.

So even if they are born with the need for the yang energy of life in exchange for staying in the world, but because they have received a lot of subsidies for the help of Qingdi Peak, and even the employment wages when they are spirits, their income is considered good in Kunlai , not only demon cultivators lined up to sell Yang Qi, but even human cultivators went there—anyway, as long as the Yang Qi is not oversupplied, it will be replenished in three to five days.

In the end, the ghost cultivators in Jiuqu River lost their appetites, and the cultivators who came to sell Yang Qi were divided into three, six or nine grades of price, and the handsome monks who had not lost their pure Yang had the highest price, and their appearance was not up to standard. The price of ghost cultivators in Kunlai is the lowest, but because there are more and more ghost cultivators coming to Kunlai, the income gap between the poor and the rich is too large, and they often fight and fight, which makes Shoushanju very annoying.

But Zhongzhou is the opposite, ghost cultivators are existences that cannot see the light of day than monsters and spirits.

They are naturally suitable to become all kinds of Dao spirits, the weak ones are left unattended, and when they become strong, they will attract countless monks to compete for slavery, refine them into evil weapons, and pass them on from hand to hand.Even if there are often evil weapons devouring the master, no one will abandon them, but they will be taken away by more powerful monks, obliterating the spiritual consciousness, and turning them into other things.

"Ghost repair?" An Xian raised her head suddenly, and asked in surprise, "Why, it's obviously a human?"

She stared carefully, and soon discovered the clue, and her expression gradually became dignified.

Feng Qingxiu frowned. He instinctively knew that it was a ghost cultivator because he had a heavenly magic body and was born to see through all illusions and concealment. There must be something wrong with this ghost cultivator.

"I'll ask." An Xian smiled and pinched her finger bones, as if seeing a delicious prey, she walked over excitedly.

"Don't act recklessly." Feng Qingxiu whispered, "Don't startle the snake, I'll watch."

He raised his hand, and a demonic thought lingering at his fingertips escaped from his fingertips, and quietly merged into that ghost's body.

This is the strange and frightening aspect of the heavenly demons outside the territory, unable to defend against, unable to detect, arouse people's misery, turn into demons, and by the time people realize it, it is already too late.

The innumerable essences of Heavenly Demon obtained by the Sword of Heavenly Demon Crossing Evil contain the substance of Heavenly Demon that is invincible, invincible, and invincible.

An Xian couldn't see what he had done, so she just walked away in disgust. She always hated being able to see things that couldn't be hit.

After a few breaths, the Heavenly Demon's thoughts escaped from the ghost cultivator's body and returned to the tip of Feng Qingxiu's right index finger.

Feng Qingxiu pointed to the center of her eyebrows, and was about to check the information in it, when suddenly a clean hand stretched out in the air and held his fingertips.

"Master?" Feng Qingxiu looked suspiciously at Ji Yunlai who suddenly appeared.

"Don't use the demon's ability to peek into people's hearts." Ji Yunlai frowned slightly and shook his head slightly.

Feng Qingxiu nodded and said: "Okay."

Without any hesitation, he squeezed away that bit of evil thought.

Ji Yunlai didn't let go of his hand, but clasped his fingers together and held his hand.

Feng Qingxiu smiled slightly, stepped forward and hugged him, and whispered in his ear: "You don't have to worry, I can clearly tell the difference between human thoughts and evil thoughts."

"You don't know what I'm worried about." Ji Yunlai sighed slightly.

"You don't need to know, as long as it doesn't make you worry." Feng Qingxiu said softly, "Yun, I'm just Feng Qingxiu, not anyone else."

"Who is not who?" Ji Yunlai couldn't help chuckling.

"No one is anyone, everyone is just someone." Feng Qingxiu said seriously.

Feng Qingxiu and Qing Mo, Ji Yunlai and Xing Taoist, don't need to be too clear, they don't have to repeat the path of the past, they have already had a new life.

There is no need to find who they were back then, they are them, even if they change, even if they die.

Ji Yunlai thought for a while before saying, "You can remember what you said today."

Feng Qingxiu clasped his hands tightly, stared into her lover's eyes, and said seriously: "Yun, which one of the words I told you have I forgotten?"

Ji Yunlai felt that he was killed by Meng, and took the apprentice away in a high spirited manner.

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Within Yingdu, several cloaked men gathered in a secret city.

The leading man in the cloak stared at the rubbing fragment on the table without saying a word.

"Boss, the message from Wujia has been disconnected." A cloaked man whispered.

"It's really trash, has it been noticed?" the leader said coldly.

"I don't know what happened on Feilai Peak for the time being." The cloaked man whispered.

"Zhao Hao is the owner of that rubbing!" The leader said angrily, "I don't need to tell you the importance of the king's seal, do I?"

The cloaked man fell to his knees, lowering his head even lower.

"Back then, Taizu Daxuan went to the chaos of the starry sky beyond the sky in order to seek a breakthrough. Betrayed by the family, cut off the way back, trapped in the nether world, watching Daxuan's direct lineage being wiped out one by one in vain at the end of the underworld!" The leader gritted his teeth, "With our followers running out of reserves, I have to cultivate all the ghost ways!"

The surrounding cloaked men bowed their heads and listened quietly without saying a word, only the kneeling monk almost knocked his head down to the ground.

"Fortunately, a year ago, the Jiuyuan earthquake in the South China Sea, the Wu Zhan, the leader of the Wu Clan, escaped to the bank of the Wangchuan River unintentionally, and the resentment he carried naturally opened the Yangqiao for a while, so that I had the opportunity to escape from the ghostly ghost , found you idiots who were hunted down and killed, now we are the only force that can save His Majesty II, but you can't even do this little thing well?" The leader said coldly, "It's still you All the 'people' also defected, and took refuge in that traitor?"

He accentuated the word "person" heavily, almost growling.

The kneeling man in the cloak said in a low voice: "We are also working hard to fight for Daxuan, otherwise why would Li Shu conceive a divine fetus back then, but it's a pity that she couldn't bear the sacrifice of the fetus, so she ran away..."

"Enough, these are all excuses, if it weren't for the fact that you are the last Daxuan bloodline, I would let you practice ghost cultivation now!" The cloak said humanely, "Get lost, Zhao Hao will not be found within three days. , you should also turn to Ghost Cultivator together!"

The word "ghost cultivator" he said was gloomy, with endless resentment and hostility towards "human beings"...

The kneeling cloaked man gave a low reply and left in embarrassment.