Shu Yuan turned his head slowly, his voice was so soft that he didn't seem to be speaking, "Zhu Le?"

"Brother, Qiange Sword Sect is gone! Kunlun Mountain, I can't go back a long time ago!" The man in black squatted on the ground, covering his face and crying.

Now Shu Yuan had calmed down, and went to help the man in black to stand up, "Zhu Le, get up, tell me, what happened?"

That day, the young disciples on Kunlun Mountain practiced their swords as usual. A man in red with unknown origin wanted to go up the mountain but was blocked by the gatekeepers and killed him all the way.

At that time, Wu Daozi's sect leader was retreating, and the killing god directly hit the door, and no one could stop him.

The red-clothed man came up and asked the head of Wu to beg for someone. Naturally, Wu Daozi would not give it to him casually.

Wu Daozi's retreat was interrupted halfway, and his Qi pulse was unstable, so he was no match for him.

"You're actually a ghost cultivator?" After a few rounds, Wu Daozi's white beard was stained with blood.

There are not many ghost cultivators on this continent. Except for some ancient sects, there are also some records of ghost cultivator methods. The scattered ones among the people are just some fragments. In the past, ghost cultivators were punished by everyone, and there was no good end. Almost no one goes this way anymore.

Wu Daozi operated the inner alchemy to the extreme, surmounting the opponent's call at the cost of his own fall.

This ghost cultivator's cultivation base has reached such a point, if he is allowed to survive in the human world, it will definitely bring disaster.

"Heh, old man, do you want to die with me?"

That day, many disciples of the Qiange Sword Sect watched with their own eyes the red-clothed ghost cultivator forcefully swallowed the inner alchemy of Wu Daozi's head, and then took out the heart of the head who was still alive. I ate it little by little.

The red-clothed ghost searched indiscriminately, but couldn't find the person he was looking for, so he started the massacre that countless people will never forget in this life.

For several days, people died every day, their hearts and livers were dug out and piled up into hillocks, and the entire Kunlun Mountain was covered in blood.

There were some timid people who wanted to escape, but that frenzied ghost cultivator had set up a strange formation all over the Kunlun Mountains, and many people were smashed to pieces before they even reached the foot of the mountain.

The ghost Xiu killed nearly half of the people, and finally stopped, because he found that the person he was looking for had already escaped.

His expression was mixed with joy and sadness, and he wandered around Kunlun Mountain for a while, without killing anyone.

Since then, Kunlun Mountain has been taken over by this ghost cultivator, and the remaining half of the disciples have become his puppet subordinates, calling themselves ghost masters.

"Ridiculous! How can you be willing to coax him to drive you!?"

"Where's Qi Yan?! Was Qi Yan still on your mountain at that time?!"

Shu Yuan and Gu Lingzhi asked questions at the same time when they heard this.

Zhu Le slowly took off the black robe with the hood, revealing his once handsome appearance that has been shriveled and deformed.

The robe continued to be pulled down, revealing a shocking and hideous scar on the chest.

"Brother, here, there is no human heart anymore. There is only one talisman paper in it, and all the remaining disciples are like me! Our bodies are beyond our control! Even death, we can't even die."

"These spells allow us to soar our cultivation base, and at the same time drink human blood non-stop to relieve the exhaustion and pain of our bodies."

"Whenever the ghost lord activates the talisman, life is almost worse than death. If anyone fails to obey the order, the ghost lord will turn the talisman into powder in his body, lie on the ground and cannot move for 49 days before he dies completely..."

After hearing Qingping's description, both of them gasped. With such a horrific method, isn't Kunlun Mountain at this moment like a purgatory on earth?

Zhu Le looked at Gu Lingzhi again, "Qi Yan was indeed in our Kunlun Mountains before, and he was accompanied by a young and beautiful girl. I heard that the old friend of the head entrusted him to watch over him. Tu Shan I didn't see them when I was there, and I didn't see them later, either they died or they escaped, but most likely the former..." No one should be able to escape in that kind of situation.

"What did you say?! There's another girl?" Gu Lingzhi has one head and two big heads. Could it be the junior sister?How could she be by Qi Yan's side?

"There is a girl here, I can't remember the name..."

It's okay, it's absolutely okay, Gu Lingzhi thought about it carefully again, and he really didn't see their names in the book of life and death before, so he must be still alive.

Gu Lingzhi has never been so confused in his heart, Fu Yunze is still unconscious, his brothers and sisters are also uncertain, and his master is also missing. There is no one around him who can help him, and many things are weighing on his immature body all at once. shoulders, making him feel out of breath.

The ghost master became more important. Fu Yunze's ghost gu was his subordinates, so there was no guarantee that he could not solve it. The disappearance of Qi Yan and Shen Yinyin was also closely related to him.

But judging from Zhu Le's description, the ghost master's strength was unfathomable, and it was impossible for them alone to compete.

Moreover, since Zhu Le is now a puppet obeying the orders of the ghost master, he must not believe everything he says.Shu Yuan believed it because of the deep brotherhood in the past. Subconsciously, he must have believed in him, but Gu Lingzhi would not believe it completely.

Gu Lingzhi thought of someone.

Fu Chenran.

Since Shen Qiu entrusted him to the third master Fu at the beginning, it means that Fu Chenran must be an enemy rather than a friend, and he might know something.

Gu Lingzhi took out a few blank talisman papers, quickly filled them with densely packed runes, and they disappeared with a twist of his fingertips.

This was the method Fu Chenran told him to contact him urgently before he left, and it could quickly convey what Gu Lingzhi wanted to say and where he was.

Fu Chenran was on the streets of Lin'an, when he felt the talisman paper from Gu Lingzhi, he wiped it away randomly.A few rows of small characters were reflected above the sky:

According to Uncle Fu, Yunze was struck by a gu and fell into a coma. The head of Daozi Wu was killed by a mysterious ghost. Now that Kunlun Mountain is under control, the situation is dangerous. Please, Uncle Fu summon all the immortal sects to go to Kunlun Mountain... little nephew Gu Lingzhi.

The small characters in the sky had disappeared, and the direction was displayed in Huyang, five hundred miles southwest of Biancheng, Fu Chenran frowned.

It seems that the boy ran out by himself, and even abducted the eldest son of Fuze Villa.

If Fu Yunze was awake and knew that his third uncle thought so, he would definitely say that it was my son who abducted him!

Fu Chenran immediately rushed towards Gu Lingzhi's general direction with Yu Jian, and at the same time released the news of summoning the various immortal sects.

Although Fu Chenran doesn't take care of things very much, he has always been friendly with various families, and he still has the name of the third head of the Fuze Villa, so what he says still carries a lot of weight.

What Fu Chenran saw when he arrived was such a strange combination:

A broken carriage, a fellow ghost cultivator who didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend, a down-and-out senior disciple whose sect was ruined, a Gu Lingzhi who was full of anxiety, and an elder nephew lying there who didn't know whether he was alive or dead...

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