In private, Liu Fuguang weakly raised his hand and called Sun Yinian and Xue Li to come over.
"After something like this happened, I'm afraid I can't go to your sect as a guest." He smiled apologetically at Sun Yinian, "After you go back, don't talk about the painting, let alone knowing me. That would only bring you trouble."
The two looked at each other with puzzled expressions. Sun Yinian turned around, lowered his voice, and asked Liu Fuguang: "Sir, may I ask you a question?"
Liu Fuguang already knew what they were going to ask, and he nodded.
"Do you..." Sun Yinian hesitated again and again, but didn't know how to start, "Does the ghost dragon have any connection with you?"
To say "somewhat related" is really an understatement, from that magnificent mausoleum that's like the Netherworld Kingdom, to the actions and words of the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator, to how Liu Fuguang purified a ghost beast, and how the painting drew Gui Kui's attention away... it's so complicated that it's almost as if the words "I had a deep friendship with Guilong in the past" are written on his face. Only a fool can't see the complexity of this.
Liu Fuguang smiled bitterly. He was silent for a long time, then raised his head and said, "Yes, he and I have a connection."
After hearing the affirmative answer, Sun Yinian and Xue Li remained silent.
There is no need to ask questions like "Is the ghost dragon looking for you?" We are all smart people, and we should stop at the right time. They are just small cultivators who have not yet formed the elixir. Even if there are two powerful sects behind them, the power of ordinary humans is nothing in front of the sun-receiving ghost dragon. The more you know, the faster you will die.
"… We understand." Sun Yinian said regretfully, "But it is a pity that we cannot sit and talk with you in the academy and taste the peach blossom wine in the new year...
Liu Fuguang's lips moved slightly, revealing a pale smile: "There will be opportunities in the future. Human fate is not so fragile and shallow."
"Thank you for your help in the tomb," Xue Li also bowed to him, "I will remember this kindness in my heart forever."
The sword cultivator kept his word and kept his promise. The weight of his words was obvious. Liu Fuguang smiled slightly. Zhou Yi saw the right moment and walked over and said, "Fellow Daoists, if you want to leave, you'd better leave now. Look, the ghost beasts outside have retreated."
"Let's go," Liu Fuguang said, "Don't waste time."
The group packed up and set out again. But they saw that the surrounding areas were desolate and deserted, except for the capital cities surrounded by the True Immortals. The earth was glowing with a fishy purple light, and the forests and fields were all like churning meat oil, which made people feel suffocated.
"Ghost beasts are everywhere, and the map is no longer working..." Meng Xiaotang shook the jade slip distractedly, "Where should we go?"
In front of her, Zhou Yi handed over a leather map with his chicken-skinned hands.
"Look at this, little Taoist friend," he said with a smile, "in a critical moment, the old things are still useful."
Meng Xiaotang thanked him, took the animal skin map, unfolded it and looked at it. He was stunned: "How come we have walked so far..."
After being transported through the tomb and fleeing for months, they were already a land and sea away from their respective masters. Xue Li scanned the map with his spiritual sense and said thoughtfully, "Let's go back to Jiuchong Palace first. It's on the way and close."