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Zhuang Qiu thought, his spiritual sense should not be able to find Uncle Qinghong, so it is also possible that Uncle Qinghong is still on the mountain.

"Uncle Qinghong—" Zhuang Qiu shouted loudly.

No one on the mountain should answer.

Zhuang Qiu turned to leave when he suddenly heard a voice from behind.

"Are you looking for me?"

Zhuang Qiu was overjoyed, but when he turned his head, he found that Qinghong looked a little strange, his breath and appearance had not changed, but there was no smile on Qinghong's face.

Most of the time, Uncle Qinghong was laughing, sometimes playfully, sometimes happily.

The expressionless Uncle Qinghong made Zhuang Qiu feel a little weird, and the situation on this mountain was also very strange. Zhuang Qiu paid attention to it, and pretended not to care and asked: "Is the uncle in a bad mood? Why did you sell all the spirit beasts on the mountain?"

Qinghong said with a serious look: "It's not that the gambling game lost all my money, otherwise how could I sell my treasures."

"Where is Cang Luan?"

"It's not lent to your master, why don't you ask your master where he abducted my baby Cangluan?" Qinghong tilted his head and looked at Zhuang Qiu suspiciously.

Only then did Zhuang Qiu heave a sigh of relief, and then stated his purpose.

"Uncle, about the golden hook bone, I want to ask again, is it so powerful, does it have any shortcomings?"

"Of course there are disadvantages."

"What is it."

Qinghong didn't say a word, and stretched out his hand towards Zhuang Qiu.

Zhuang Qiu resigned to his fate and put a bag of Lingshi in Qinghong's hand.

"No matter how strong the golden hook bone is, it is only a bone. If you dig that bone out of Yu Hanxiao's body, he will be inferior to you."

Zhuang Qiu: If I can be that good, what are your shortcomings?

"Bring back the spirit stone!" Zhuang Qiu felt that he had been cheated, and he stretched out his hand towards Qinghong.

Qinghong made a stiff grimace at Si Yin, waved the spirit stone and said, "Give me the reason to go back, even Yu Hanxiao knows this truth, don't you know?"

Said that Qinghong was about to leave, Zhuang Qiu chased after him, Qinghong's escape was not very fast, Zhuang Qiu reached out and grabbed his shoulder.

But Zhuang Qiu caught nothing, they didn't catch anything, it wasn't that they caught Qinghong's phantom, but her hand passed through Qinghong's shoulder.

Zhuang Qiu's hand froze in mid-air, he grabbed it twice again unwillingly, but he couldn't touch Qinghong.

At this time, Qinghong turned his head.

She showed a smile, but it wasn't the one that Master Qinghong usually showed, but a sinister one, staring straight at Zhuang Qiu.

Zhuang Qiu tentatively said: "Uncle Shi, have you learned any phantom technique?"

Qinghong said: "Yes, do you still want your spirit stone?"

Zhuang Qiu pulled his hand from Qinghong's shoulder, seemingly calmly said: "No more, I gave it to my uncle, there is no reason to want it back."

Qinghong's smile faded a little.

"yes."

In the night, the wind blows away the clouds, revealing a little moonlight, shining on Qinghong's face.

Only then did Zhuang Qiu discover that there was a very thin red mark on Qinghong's neck.

It didn't look like it was strangled, but it looked like... a red thread.

Zhuang Qiu's pupils shrank suddenly.

This Qinghong's head was sewn up, because the stitching marks were hidden in the clothes, so Zhuang Qiu didn't notice it just now.

Without saying a word, Zhuang Qiu made a trick and was about to run away. When he ran out of the hill, he suddenly felt that there was no one following him, so he turned his head to see where that "Qinghong" had gone.

The surrounding area is still silent. If the atmosphere on the mountain is weird, then the mountain will not be much better. Zhuang Qiu only felt that the temperature was getting lower and lower. When he wanted to continue running back to Wanjian Cave, he turned his head and suddenly met On Qinghong's face!

I didn't look carefully just now, but now Zhuang Qiu found that the pupils of this "Qinghong" were too dark.

And now she didn't hide it anymore, she smelled foul and foul.

It's a resentful ghost, and judging from the fluctuations in corpse aura, it's already at the level of a green ghost, and it's definitely not what they deal with.

A ghost is a cultivator who lost his physical body, and because of the great resentment before death, he could not enter the soul river to reincarnate, so the spiritual consciousness stayed in the body and was refined by someone with a heart.

Resentful ghosts can also form naturally, but the process of formation is generally extremely cruel and inhuman, and after death, the consciousness will gradually dissipate. This is an irreversible process. If you want to seal the consciousness into the body after death, it is a It is against the way of heaven, so it is extremely difficult for ordinary ghost cultivators to overcome the catastrophe, and they cannot ascend. Although the ascenders have disappeared for so many years, there are very few cultivators on the mainland who are capable of overwhelming others.

With a slap, her head fell off the top of her head, and after rolling to the ground, the head, as if consciously, clawed desperately at Zhuang Qiu's body.

The green ghost's hair is tougher than steel wire, and the dense hair directly wrapped around Zhuang Qiu's ankle.

Zhuang Qiu raised his sword to cut it, but it didn't cut it off. He immediately turned into a blue fire lotus, and the blue lotus flower turned into a small flame. When the flame was close to the hair, the head seemed to be frightened, and jumped to the side.

But then her body rushed forward again, her nails were extraordinarily long, unlike ordinary people's flesh-colored, they had already turned dark black.

Her body ran towards Zhuang Qiu in a strange posture.

Zhuang Qiu tried to burn the complaining ghost with fire, but the ghost completely ignored his fire.

Immediately Zhuang Qiu didn't dare to stay any longer, and ran towards the outside directly.

His speed was not as fast as this green ghost, but after he ran a certain distance, the green ghost suddenly stopped chasing him, as if he had received some order, and retreated to Qinghong's residence.

Zhuang Qiu ran wildly all the way, out of the no-fly formation set up by Master Qinghong, he immediately stepped on the sword and ran wildly in the air.

He flew into the air, only to realize that the Qingyuan Mountain Range was in chaos.

There is no place in Wanjian Cave, the problem is the place where Huajian faction lives.

A huge fog shrouded the mountain where the Huajian faction lived.

And on Wuxiang Peak, the head of Huajian School was clapping the table with Xiao Yi.

"Xiao Yi! You are so courageous! I know that no one in my sect can deal with my holy son, yet you are so vicious that you want to kill him early. I didn't realize that you are such a person."

The head of the Huajian faction is not in the fusion period, but he has a magic weapon in his hand, and when he fights with Xiao Yi, although he is much weaker than Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi is helpless.

That's why he dared to challenge Xiao Yi like this.

Xiao Yi was also angry, he sneered and said: "It's just that he has a special physique and is so arrogant. In the past, when Shenyin was around, would you dare to fart? You Huajian faction are awesome, a mere Holy Son, I, Xiao Yi, don't take it seriously, not to mention, my disciple Zhuang Qiu got the true biography of Shenyin, I don't care if you treat the Holy Son as a treasure Pass."

"You spouted blood without any evidence, even if you brought it to the arbitration, I, Xiao Yi, would be justified!"

The head of the Huajian School was ridiculed by Xiao Yi, so angry that he couldn't stand up. He pointed at Xiao Yi for a long time, and finally he could only choke out a sentence: "Vulgar words! They are all vulgar words!"

"Yes, what I said was vulgar, and I am not as elegant as you. Then you should think of a way to save your disciples, instead of fighting with a vulgar person like me."

The head of the Huajian faction sat down on the bench, if he had the means, he would have already done so, why bother looking for Xiao Yi now.

"Xiao Yi, something happened to my disciples at your place. You have to take responsibility. I have no choice. You are well-informed during the fusion period. You save them."

Xiao Yi snorted coldly and said: "I'm starting to give in again after being noisy? You know how to be a man, just wait here. When you find out, you will naturally be able to rescue your precious son."

The people Xiao Yi sent out returned after about a quarter of an hour.

Xiao Xuan led a group of disciples to report: "Master, the defensive spirit array inside the gate has been broken."

"It took Shenyin three years to arrange it, and it is absolutely impossible to break it from the outside."

"It was breached from the inside. We have found a gap in the formation. It is... the direction of Wanjian Cave."

"Wanjian Cave? Where's Shenyin? Have you called him yet?"

"Master Uncle Shenyin is not here, only Brother Ji Qingning is on Wanjian Cave, and Brother Zhuang Qiu is also gone."

The elders of the Huajian faction suddenly stood up.

"Yes, that Zhuang Qiu. He knew he was inferior to the Holy Son, so he resorted to such despicable means to destroy the Holy Son! Xiao Yi, you have to give me an explanation!"

Xiao Yi rolled his eyes at him.

"Master Hua, I suggest you to heal your brain well. How to practice? The more you live, the more you will go back. A three-year-old child still knows how to tell facts and evidence. Now you make decisions out of thin air. If you don't know, you think you are the incarnation of heaven. You are the center of the continent."

The head of the Huajian faction was so stunned that he couldn't speak, and he was so angry that he exploded with a poke.

Xiao Yi said calmly: "Go find Zhuang Qiu and bring him to me."

"No need, I'm already here, master master." Zhuang Qiu stepped in from the outside, his clothes were torn when he fought with the Sheqing ghost just now, and there were red marks on his legs from being strangled , looked extremely embarrassed.

"Zhuang Qiu? Why are you in this state?"

"Uncle, I just came from Elder Qinghong's residence, there is a green ghost, pretending to be the uncle, trying to kill me, but I escaped, I am afraid that the uncle is also... more ominous. "

"I said I haven't seen Qinghong these days, so I thought she went to some corner to listen to books." Xiao Yi frowned.

The head of the Huajian faction spoke again, and he got the point: "Sheqing ghost, how could there be a Sheqing ghost in Qingyuan mountain range, they are ghost cultivators."

Sheqinggui can also be regarded as a ghost cultivator, some ghost cultivators manipulate ghosts, and some ghost cultivators turn themselves into ghosts.

Sheqing ghost is the highest level among ghosts, and no one has appeared in a hundred years, which is about the same as the stage of human monks' transformation into gods.

"Qinghong is not an ordinary deity, she should not be harmed by the Sheqing ghost." Xiao Yi didn't care about why the Sheqing ghost appeared on the mountain, but was worried about Qinghong's safety.

"Xiao Xuan, you immediately go and summon the peak masters of the peaks. I will wait for them at Wuxiang Peak."