A young man in a white robe with a sinister and handsome face floated in, and said slowly:

"Okay, what are you doing with the juniors? Then Du Yu was just looking for an excuse to deliberately find fault. There is no Mingsha to make him use the problem, and there are others."

Then he waved his hand and said, "Go down."

"As ordered."

As soon as he finished speaking, the silver-armored corpse and ghost king in the main tomb quickly retreated.

Ghost Emperor Mengli flew out from the coffin, stood beside the young man, and said angrily:

"We don't seem to have offended Xuan Yuanzong, right? Why did Du Yu stay at the door for several months, and he really had nothing to do when he was full? Come to the tomb if you have the ability, and see if I don't kill him!"

Hearing this, the young man smiled and said: "Just you? Forget it. Those powerful forces are not to be messed with. Look at Ye Qi and Ao Xuan who want to peel his bones and drink his blood. The other party is not alive. Let's live our lives well and don't compete with them. In another sixty years or so, the false spiritual fire will be born, but it's a pity that this fire is transformed by a ray of golden crow's breath. Wait, if only the water of the Taiyin melted."

"We can't compete for this thing, but I hope they can fight to the death by then, and it's best to die. Have you ever asked why Du Yu came to trouble us?" Mengli Guidi said.

"Just cast a spell and asked some fellow Taoists. When Du Yu came to us, he first went to the Beimingxuan Palace. I heard that he wanted to borrow Xuanshui Youjing, but he was rejected by Kunkui and Pengyang. Therefore, the two sides fought a big fight on the ice ocean, maybe they had never fought before, so they were full of anger, and it happened to vent on us." The young man said slowly.

Hearing this, Ghost Emperor Mengli was furious immediately, he paced back and forth in the tomb, muttering something, and said: "My mother, raised by my stepmother, don't let me find a chance, or I will lose my chance." kill him."

"He hasn't gone far, it's better to hit the sun than choose the day, go, I support you." The young man said quietly.

When Ghost Emperor Mengli heard this, he immediately flew into the coffin again, and the coffin lid flew up from the ground, and it was closed heavily, leaving only one sentence behind.

"I know that you **** has no good intentions. If you want to monopolize this feng shui treasure, there is no way. I'm going to recuperate, so go to whichever side is cooler for you."

"We are twins with the same blood, and ghosts and corpses are one body, how can we monopolize it." The young man laughed, and slowly floated out again.

"Fuck off, with your little brother, I've suffered eight lifetimes of **** misfortune. You'll become a ghost after you die, and you'll drag me back." A roar came from the coffin.

"Why do you still mention the old things thousands of years ago, don't you see that we are very good now, we can always be together, my good brother."

Under the dim light in the tomb, the boy's face became even more sinister.

It grabbed a corpse by the side of the tomb, and asked, "Do you think so?"

The withered corpse opened its mouth full of fangs and spit out a cloud of black air.

"You're so ugly." The young man gave a disgusted look, then twisted off the head, only to see white corpses wriggling around the wound.

As soon as those corpse insects touched the stone bricks in the tomb, they turned into ashes.

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Half a month later.

In a palace in the Xuanyuan Palace of Yuanxiao City, two old men were sitting on wooden chairs.

Soon, Qiu Cong put down the jade slip in his hand, and said to Qingyu:

"Shiheng's suspicion is not bad. There is indeed a problem with the Hall of Nine Demons. In the past hundred years, they have recruited more than 20,000 casual cultivators, and the consumption is very fast."

"What about the secular aspects? Have you found out that the monks in the Nine Evil Palace secretly recruited a large number of children with spiritual roots?" Qingyu asked.

"There is some news that they have recruited children with more than three spiritual roots or with various spiritual bodies from the secular world for a hundred years. There are a total of eight or nine hundred children." Qiu Cong said.

"That is to say, there is no news about the children below the four spirit roots?" Qingyu asked in a deep voice.

"Exactly, they probably didn't wantonly recruit in the secular world, but avoided our eyes and ears, and picked some remote places to search." Qiu Cong nodded and said.

Suddenly he looked outside the door, and then said: "How is the situation at Guzhuling?"

"The ghost body is a top-notch life-saving method. I'm about to kill Mengli. If he can bear it, that's his skill. Where is Shiheng?" Du Yu walked in from the door, slowly Said loudly.

"It's most likely Fan Shu." Qiu Cong said in a deep voice.

"What's the matter?" Du Yu asked, frowning.

"Over the past hundred years, the Hall of Nine Demons has successively recruited more than 20,000 casual cultivators, which has exceeded the normal level. Especially in the past fifty or sixty years, more and more casual cultivators have been recruited. There are seven or eight hundred people, and now there are as many as 1,300. In addition, they are still secretly searching for children with spiritual roots, so there is no way to determine the number of people in this regard." Qiu Cong said slowly.

"It seems that Fan Shu should have practiced the Nether Ghost Body, or other evil methods, otherwise there would be no need to use so many low-level monks. He is cautious, and he does not hesitate to spend hundreds or even hundreds of years For a long time, proceed slowly in secret ~lightnovelpub.net~ Then our side..." Du Yu's voice sank, and his face suddenly became a little cold.

"Be prepared to support Shiheng at any time. Once it is confirmed that Fan Shu is the murderer, even as long as there is a 70% to 80% possibility, we will destroy the Nine Evil Palace at any cost." Qingyu interrupted Du Yu's words, coldly said coldly.

"Okay, then I'll go to meet Shiheng first and see what's going on. The Zongmen's affairs will be taken care of by the two of you. Recently, the Hai Clan has become restless again. This time I will stop by to meet Kunkui and Peng. Yang, they are very likely to join forces with the Sea Clan, so we must guard against it." Du Yu nodded and said.

"The matter here, we two old guys will handle it, and Yu Rui is also here, don't worry." Qingyu replied.

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On the other side, Zhang Shiping was a normal casual cultivator.

On weekdays, he practiced for two or three days, then went to visit other fellow Taoists, or to inquire about which tasks could earn a few more spirit stones.

During this time, the brothers and sisters of the Du family also came.

That day coincided with the thirteenth day, and the three of them stopped by to listen to the cultivation method taught by the monk who built the foundation in the main hall of Mount Muqi.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator who taught was the steward who brought them back, and Du Minglan was left behind by this person.

Seeing this, Zhang Shiping also took the opportunity to leave, he quietly entered the Musha Peak, and searched the Jindan monk's cave and other places here.

However, these places are extremely normal. The Soul Crying Barrier only emits a little green light, and no such evil place as the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave has been found.

After finding nothing, Zhang Shiping returned to practice in the courtyard.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Jiu Sha Valley.

Because the consciousness attached to seventy or eighty children disappeared almost at the same time.