Lu Xueqi [Zhu Xian]

In the stone room.

Gui Li sat next to Bi Yao, staring at that beautiful but somewhat pale face, said softly: "I'm back, Bi Yao."

"When I went out this time, I killed another sect for your father, that is the Blood Refining Hall we knew at the beginning, you must still remember?"

"I don't know why, when I was the last person left, I suddenly thought of you, and thought that we met here, so I couldn't kill you. Baguio, will you blame me?"

"A few days ago, I sneaked past the guards, went up to the Big Bamboo Peak secretly, and brought Xiao Hui back by the way. Have you ever seen Xiao Hui? It's the monkey I raised since I was a child..."

"I went to the Black Bamboo Forest, guess who I saw?"

"It turns out that she is here too, but I dare not turn around and walk towards her..."

"It turns out that nothing has changed there. She is still her, but I am no longer me..."

"Baguio..." He whispered softly, with a faintly choked voice floating in this stone room.

On the bank of a small lake in Huqi Mountain, a stone pavilion is built in the middle of the lake, and only an old wooden bridge connects to the shore of the lake.

The ghost king looked away from the mirror-like water, sighed slightly, turned his head, and said with a smile: "Recently, it is said that there are rare treasures born in the western death swamp. The masters of the Wandu Sect and the Hehuan Sect also plan to intervene, and as for the Longevity Hall whose main hall is near the Death Swamp, they will do their part, what do you think?"

Gui Li said slowly: "Preemptive attack!"

The ghost king frowned, but there was a look of admiration in his eyes, and he said, "Why?"

Gui Li said: "This time is a good opportunity. There is a rare treasure born in the swamp of death, Yuyangzi must be regarded as a treasure, and no outsiders will be allowed to touch it. But everyone from the righteous way flocks, we can wait for the Longevity Hall and Zhengdao After the fire fight, when both sides are hurting, they will secretly link up with the Wandumen and the Hehuan faction to attack together. They will definitely not refuse such a serious matter. Such a battle will surely be successful!"

The King of Ghosts seemed to be dazed when he saw him, but he came to his senses after a while, and slowly withdrew his gaze, as if sighing deep in his heart, and said flatly: "What you said is almost the same as what I think."

Gui Li stopped talking.

The ghost king smiled lightly, took a sealed envelope from his arms, handed it over, and said, "I have clearly written the specific arrangements in this letter. After arriving at the Great Swamp, all the characters in the Ghost King Sect will listen to the letter." You dispatch."

Gui Li took the letter slowly, put it in his arms, then turned and left.But just after he took a few steps, he suddenly heard the ghost king behind him say: "There is one more thing..." The ghost king's voice came slowly: "Between you and me, how do you call our Holy Cult? ?”

Gui Li said coldly: "I have been a teacher for ten years, and here we fight bloody fights all day long, intrigues and intrigues are always there, how can it be worthy of a holy word?"

The ghost king laughed loudly and said, "Oh, so what about the righteous way you were born in?"

Gui Li's body seemed to tremble a little, he only heard him say: "The vicious things done by people in the righteous way are no worse than those in the devil's sect!"

The ghost king looked at him and said, "Then this is not true, and that is not true. What do you think is right?"

Gui Li didn't answer, and remained silent for a long time, then raised his head and looked at the sky.

The blue sky, white clouds, white clothes, and the cold face are imprinted in my mind...

His mind was shaking, and he said in a low voice, as if saying to himself: "I don't know!"

After the lonely Xiao Suo's figure faded away, the smile on Ghost King's face also slowly disappeared.

At this time, a voice came from the other side: "Sect Master."

"Qinglong, come up."

Qinglong walked over from the wooden bridge, and said: "That old monster from Wandumen sent someone to come over secretly, asking when the suzerain will send people into the dead swamp to do big things together?"

The Ghost King sneered, and said, "Reply to them. Three days later, the Ghost King Sect will enter the marsh together with the Wandu Sect and the Hehuan Sect."

Qinglong nodded and said, "Okay."

The Ghost King pondered for a moment, then suddenly said again: "Qinglong, what do you think of Ghost Li?"

Qinglong was stunned, and then murmured: "Well, when I was his age, my morals were not as high as his, and the city was not as deep as him..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped, the ghost king frowned, and said: "What's the matter, what else, let's talk?"

Qinglong hesitated for a moment, looked at the ghost king, and said: "The method is not as ruthless as him!"

The ghost king glanced at him, was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Actually, I was wrong at the beginning."

Qinglong was shocked, and the ghost king said again: "When I passed on the second volume of his heavenly scriptures, I thought it would take him at least 30 years to achieve success, but in the past ten years, especially the last five years, Ghost Li's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. A thousand miles a day, I'm afraid he is showing his inner beauty, even I have never seen it!"

Qinglong frowned and said, "Does he have any secrets?"

The ghost king shook his head and said, "You should know that he is carrying the Qingyun sect's Taoist true method and the Tianyin temple's Dafan Prajna, right?"

Qinglong nodded and said, "Not bad."

The ghost king said slowly: "From my secret observation, not only has he achieved great success in the true method of our sacred scriptures, but also the Taiji Xuanqing Dao of Qingyunmen and the Dafan Prajna true method of Buddhism. At the same time, he has also advanced by leaps and bounds. True method, with his practice at this time, plus the strange magic weapon in his hand, Soul Devourer, even if you have the Qiankun Qingguang ring, I am afraid that there is only a [-]% chance of winning."

Qinglong smiled slightly and said, "I'm old, but I can't compare to young people."

The ghost king suddenly laughed, and said leisurely: "I saw that this young man must not be someone in the pool, but now his achievements are even more than I expected. If there is such a successor in the ghost king's sect, the future will definitely be limitless. It's just ..."

He stood with his hands behind his back, but suddenly stopped talking, walked to the edge of the pavilion and looked out.

Qinglong stood quietly by the side, looking towards the ghost king, the body that held the weight of power suddenly felt a little sad at this moment.