White hair grows on the temples, and the years flow like water!
The Ghost King looked away from the mirror-like water, sighed slightly, turned his head, and smiled, "I haven't looked in the mirror for a long time, but today I saw a few more white hairs."
Standing behind him, Gui Li remained expressionless, and said calmly: "You are overthinking."
At this moment, beside a small lake in Huqi Mountain, a stone pavilion is built in the center of the lake, and only an old wooden bridge connects to the shore of the lake. The Ghost King and Ghost Li are standing in the stone pavilion in the middle of the lake.
With his hands behind his back, the ghost king said with a calm expression: "I heard that when you went to Kongsang Mountain this time, although you subdued the Blood Refining Hall, the only remaining wild dog Taoist who refused to surrender was saved by you. This matter?"
Gui Li glanced at the Ghost King, but saw that his face was peaceful, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart, so he nodded slowly and said: "That's right."
The ghost king smiled, turned around to look at the green lake, and said calmly: "In the past, you led people to attack and killed them all. Why did you show mercy to this person today?"
Gui Li was silent for a moment, and said: "Although the Blood Refining Hall is declining now, it was after all eight hundred years ago the leader's family for a while, and it is no less than an ordinary sect."
The ghost king stood there, but he didn't see any reaction, and he didn't know whether he was satisfied with this explanation or not. After a long while, he suddenly said: "Speaking of which, the blood-devouring orb is the relic of the black-hearted old man among the treasures in your hand. I'm afraid you and the Blood Refining Hall have some kind of incense in your heart."
Gui Li slowly raised his eyes and looked towards the ghost king, but the ghost king just turned around and looked over at him.
The gazes of the two of them collided in mid-air, Ghost Li's gaze was gloomy and cold, while Ghost King's gaze was deep and peaceful.
The ghost king suddenly smiled, and said, "Recently, there are rumors that there are strange treasures born in the western death swamp, do you know?"
Gui Li nodded his head, said: "Yes, I heard about it."
The ghost king said leisurely: "I heard that not only people from the righteous way flocked away, but also the masters from the Wandu sect and Hehuan sect planned to intervene. As for the Changsheng hall whose main hall is near the death swamp, it is even more important." He paused, Xiang Guili asked, "What do you think?"
But Gui Li didn't speak immediately, he was silent for a long time, Ghost King also seemed to be very patient with him, showing no rush. After a long while, Gui Li said slowly: "This time we subdued the Blood Refining Hall, in addition to the four major factions, the last powerful faction has also been divided up."
A smile appeared on the corner of Ghost King's mouth, he nodded and said, "That's right."
Gui Li said: "Among the Devil's Cult, the top four factions have always stood on top of each other, and the four major factions all want to engulf each other. In the past, they were forced to fight against foreign enemies together due to external forces from the righteous way. Now it is naturally different from the past. But now the power in the Cult is gradually arranged. , the four major factions are fighting fiercely, but who will start first?"
Ghost King Yangzhang smiled and said: "Okay, okay! Well said."
Gui Li glanced at him, and said calmly: "In the past ten years, you have not only passed on the two volumes of my heavenly scriptures, but also passed on all your life's learning, strategies and decisions one by one. If I can't even see this, wouldn't it be a disappointment? Your painstaking efforts."
The ghost king looked at the young man in front of him with a smile, as if he was looking at a perfect and precious item made by himself, and there was a hint of pride in his joy, and he only heard him say: "That's not necessarily the case. You comprehend it yourself. The speed with which you have progressed over the years is far beyond my expectations. I thought that with your aptitude, you would have to practice for at least thirty years. Unexpectedly, you have achieved great success in just ten years. Rare, rare!"
Having received such a compliment from the Ghost King, there didn't seem to be any smile on Ghost Li's face, as if to him, this was not something to be happy about.
But the ghost king doesn't care, these years, the person in front of him has changed from Zhang Xiaofan back then to today's Ghost Li, his previous temperament has already changed drastically, except for his appearance, there is almost no shadow of the past. He paused for a moment and said: "In your opinion, since the four major sects in our holy religion cannot avoid a fight, do you think we should do it first! Or wait quietly?"
This time Gui Li didn't hesitate at all, and immediately said: "Preemptive attack!"
The ghost king stared at him and said, "Okay! Then which faction do you think we will deal with first?"
Gui Li said: "Eternal Life Hall!"
The ghost king frowned, but there was a look of admiration in his eyes, and he said, "Why?"
Gui Li said: "Now the Ghost King Sect and the Wandu Sect are the strongest, the Hehuan Sect and the Changshengtang are slightly behind. The Hehuan Sect has always kept a low profile, but the head of the Changshengtang, Yuyangzi, is arrogant and arrogant. In the battle between righteousness and demons, the host pretends to be the only one in the demon sect. If such a fool, who else would choose him?"
The Ghost King smiled slightly, and said, "That's right, well said. If you were to host, how would you proceed?"
Gui Li pondered slightly, and said: "This time is a good opportunity. There is a rare treasure born in the swamp of death, Yuyangzi must be regarded as something in his pocket, and no outsiders will be allowed to get involved. But people from the righteous way flock here, we can wait Changshengtang and Zhengdao are in a firefight, and then when both losers are hurt, they will secretly link up with Wandumen and Hehuan faction to attack together. They will definitely not refuse to make things worse. Such a battle will surely be successful!"
The ghost king looked at him, but didn't speak.
Gui Li slowly raised his head, looked at the Ghost King, and said calmly: "What?"
The King of Ghosts seemed to be dazed when he saw him. After a while, he came to his senses, and slowly withdrew his eyes, as if he sighed deep in his heart, and said lightly: "No, what you said is almost the same as what I think."
Gui Li stopped talking.
The Ghost King smiled lightly, and said: "You rest for two more days, then go to the Death Swamp!" As he spoke, he took a sealed envelope from his pocket, handed it to Ghost Li, and said, "For the specific arrangements, I will It has been clearly written in this letter. After arriving in the Great Swamp, all the characters of the Ghost King Sect will be at your command."
Gui Li slowly took the letter, received it in his arms, was silent for a moment, nodded to the Ghost King, 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..."
Gui Li stopped.
The ghost king's voice came slowly, and said: "When you are talking to me, how do you call our Holy Cult, or "Demon Cult"?"
Gui Li was silent for a long time, and said coldly: "I have been a teacher for ten years, and here we fight bloody battles all day long, intrigues and intrigues happen all the time, how can it be worthy of a holy word?"
The ghost king laughed loudly, and then said: "Oh! Then what about the righteous way you were born in?"
Gui Li's body seemed to tremble slightly, and after a while, he only heard him say: "The vicious things done by people in the righteous way are no worse than those in the devil's religion!"
The ghost king looked at him with interest, and said: "Then this is not true, and that is not true. What do you think is 'righteous'?"
Gui Li didn't answer, and remained silent for a long time, then raised his head and looked at the sky.
Blue sky, white clouds.
"I don't know!" He said in a low voice, as if speaking to himself.
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After the lonely and desolate figure from behind gradually faded away, the smile on Ghost King's face also slowly disappeared. There seemed to be a mysterious light shining in his deep eyes, shining non-stop, what was he thinking in his heart
At this moment, a voice came from the other side and said, "Sect Master, I..."
The ghost king interrupted him and said, "Qinglong, come up!"
"Yes." Qinglong walked over from the wooden bridge, followed the ghost king's gaze to look into the distance, and said, "Was the deputy suzerain here just now?"
The Ghost King nodded and said, "What's the matter?"
Qinglong said: "The old monster from the Wandu Sect sent someone secretly to ask the suzerain when he will send people into the dead swamp, and everyone will do great things together?"
The Ghost King sneered, and said: "You answer 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, suddenly thought of something, turned his head to Qinglong and said: "Qinglong, what do you think of Ghost Li?"
Qinglong was stunned, and raised his eyes to look at the ghost king, only to see that the ghost king's eyebrows were peaceful, but his eyes were deep and invisible, his heart felt cold for no reason, and he forgot to answer for a while.
The Ghost King smiled and said, "What's wrong?"
Qinglong woke up startled, and then pondered, but there was some hesitation in his expression. The ghost king saw it in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Qinglong, you and I have known each other for many years, so it's okay to say something if you have something to say."
Qinglong shook his head and smiled wryly, then said: "Let's put it this way! 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 is there, just say it!"
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, but didn't say anything. He turned around slowly and looked at the mirror-blue lake. Qinglong was behind him, and slowly said: "In these years, especially in the past two years, Ghost Li has become more and more fierce and fierce in his actions, killing people at every turn, and even more ruthless in power struggles. Moreover, among the younger generation of our Ghost King Sect , the more outstanding talents, such as the killing monk, Yan Hui, etc., all gathered under his sect."
The ghost king said lightly: "Do you think this is not good?"
Qinglong shook his head slowly, and said: "No, it's just that he... how did he change into this now?"
The ghost king was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Actually, I was wrong at the beginning."
Qinglong was startled, and said: "Sect Master, what did you say?"
Ghost King said: "When I passed on the second volume of his Heavenly Book, I thought it would take at least 30 years for him to achieve success with his aptitude, but in the past ten years, especially the last five years, Ghost Li's cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds. , I'm afraid he is showing his inner beauty, even I have never seen it!"
When he said this, there seemed to be an unknown cold light flashing in the eyes of Qinglong who had been turning his back to Qinglong, but his tone did not change at all: "He is persevering, persistent, tenacious, and has achieved great success in cultivating Taoism." It is of great benefit, but I doubt it, lest there be other reasons for 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. Is it true that there is a miraculous effect that complements each other secretly?"
He turned around, smiled at Qinglong, and said: "Based on his current practice and the strange magic weapon 'Soul Devourer' in his hand, even if you have the Qiankun Qingguang ring, I'm afraid it's only 50% chance." Odds."
Qinglong smiled slightly and said, "I'm old, but I can't compare to young people."
The ghost king suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, and said, "What's the matter?"
He smiled 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 School, the future will definitely be limitless. It's just... "
The ghost king 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, and silently conveyed the unspoken words.
Baguio…
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Three days later, Gui Li left Huqi Mountain and headed southwest, and at the same time he brought the monkey Xiaohui with him, besides, the wild dog Taoist also followed him. Originally, Daoist Wild Dog didn't want to go to the dangerous place of Death Swamp, but Gui Li just said indifferently: "After I leave, I guarantee that Huqi Mountain is a hundred times more dangerous than that swamp, do you believe it or not?"
As soon as these words came out, the wild dog Taoist immediately turned pale, his mouth was still very stiff, but his feet had already followed.
The land of Shenzhou is vast and boundless, among which the land of Central Plains is the richest. Outside of the Central Plains, the north is the icy and snowy extreme northern ice field with few people; the east is the vast and boundless sea; as for the south, there are hundreds of thousands of mountains outside the Central Plains. There are countless miasma and poisonous substances, and there are even weird and strange barbarians in the legend, who drink blood like hair and are extremely ferocious.
And to the west of Shenzhou Haotu, there are two fierce places. To the northwest is the endless desolate Gobi, which the world calls "the wild land". There has been no rain for hundreds of years, and the climate is extremely dry. Occasionally there are some oases, but most of them are occupied by ferocious beasts. It is a dead end. According to rumors, in the depths of the wilderness, there is a grand temple, which is the birthplace of the Devil's Cult.
As for the location of the southwest, it is the huge death swamp that the world talks about. The climate here is completely opposite to that of the wild land in the northwest. In a year, it rains seven or eight out of ten days, and all kinds of strange plants grow luxuriantly. This kind of cold and damp place has always been the place where the world's giant poisonous beasts and insects live, and the unique highly toxic swamp gas here rises from the rotten soil in the swamp every rainy day. Inhale it, if there is no proper antidote, the poison will attack the heart and cause death within half a moment. In addition, the animal bodies, trees, flowers and plants that have been soaked and rotted by rain for thousands of years have turned this place into a dangerous place. If you take a wrong step, you will be sucked into the bottomless swamp and never see the light of day , died miserably.
Such a dangerous place, naturally no one would come here on weekdays. But not long ago, there were rumors in the world that a huge golden beam of light suddenly rose from the western death swamp, soaring into the sky, day and night, and even in the middle of the night, it illuminated the sky as bright as day . Three days later, the golden light gradually dissipated. From then on, there seemed to be a huge whistling sound faintly coming from within the Death Swamp, making those living on the edge of the Death Swamp terrified.
Once the news spread, it would cause a sensation all over the world. From the perspective of a cultivator, spiritual objects and artifacts have always had their own spirituality. Such a huge golden light is naturally a precursor to the birth of rare treasures, calling for those who are destined to go there. And judging from this golden beam of light, the magic of this strange treasure is really no small matter. The world was shaken for a while, and masters of good and evil gathered one after another.
But under the turmoil on the surface, there is an unknown undercurrent, turbulent flow.
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In the east half a day away from the death swamp, there is a desolate and desolate small village called "Dawang Village", which is named after the villagers in the village believe in a mysterious god called "Dawang". It's just that this god has always been ineffective. It neither blesses the villagers here to be promoted and made a fortune, nor does it bless them with a good harvest and no worries about food and clothing.
In fact, think about it, living on the edge of such a dead swamp, from time to time, a monster suddenly pops out from nowhere, or a poisonous insect runs out, killing livestock is not a big deal, and people who die on it every year are also Not a few. Nowadays, people with some ability have already left this ghostly place and went to the Central Plains. Most of the people who stay here are not angry.
But in the past few days, Dawang Village has suddenly become lively, and all the people who come and go are masters of cultivation. Although Dawang Village is not the only entrance to the Death Swamp, it is the closest inhabited place to the Death Swamp. Before entering the Death Swamp, most people will come here to buy some dry food and water. Made a little fortune, and got a little more angry.
At the same time, because this is the closest place to the Death Swamp, the villagers here were the first to notice the golden beam of light in the Death Swamp and the strange whistling sound, and it spread from there, so many people Get news here.
It's just that when there are too many people, there are both good and evil. After a few days, in the small place of Dawang Village, I don't know how many times of battles have occurred. Some unlucky guys have died here inexplicably before entering the Death Swamp. Yes, what a shame.
Gossip less. On this day, Gui Li and Wild Dog also came to Dawang Village, standing at the entrance of the village, they saw people coming and going in the village, unexpectedly quite lively, contrary to the lifeless scene in the past.
Walking into the village, the wild dog looked around, frowning and muttering something.
The monkey Xiao Hui saw so many people for the first time in these few days, he was a little excited, he squatted on Gui Li's shoulder and squeaked, Gui Li patted Xiao Hui, looked at the wild dog, and said, "What are you doing?"
Taoist Wild Dog said angrily, "I'm looking for an inn. After walking for so long, I still haven't found a place to rest? It's such a shitty place, it's so hard to find an inn!"
Gui Li said indifferently: "Why, do you think there is an inn here?"
The wild dog was taken aback, and said, "What?"
Gui Li turned his eyes to look at the passers-by on the street, saw that most of these people were well-dressed, obviously they were not the hard-working people in Dawang Village, and asked, "Have you been here before?"
The wild dog snorted and said, "Who is full enough to come to this ghost place!"
Gui Li glanced at him, said: "That's right, since there are no outsiders coming here, and the local villagers are poor and poor, what's the use of an inn?"
The wild dog was dumb, and the look on his dog's face was a little bitter.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a voice of yelling coming from the street in front of me, and someone shouted loudly: "Foretelling the future fifty years ago, you can tell the fortune for three hundred years. If you want to know the future, come here." Take a look!"
Gui Li and Wild Dog were startled for a moment, and looked at the sound together. I saw an old wooden table on the side of the street, with a bamboo pole inserted beside it, and a piece of canvas was hung on it, with the words "immortal guiding the way" written on it. Beside the bamboo pole, an old man with an extraordinary bearing shouted loudly, he was the one who made the voice just now, and beside him, there was a sleepy young woman with a rather pretty appearance, lying on the edge of the table at the moment, with a face full of Helpless expression.
Needless to say, these two people are Zhou Yixian and Xiaohuan. Zhou Yixian wandered around the world with Xiaohuan, he was not very capable, but he liked to go to lively places. Some time ago, he heard the rumors of the Death Swamp, and immediately ignored Xiaohuan's objection, and dragged her to Dawang Village.
At this moment, in the words of Zhou Xian, it was exhausted, and the hero was at the end of his life, so he had no choice but to look at the astrology in the street, but he yelled, but his appearance gradually changed in the end: "... all past guests, I have learned the true biography of my ancestor, It can restrain the poison in the world. In the dead marsh, the marsh gas is very poisonous. As long as you use this sachet I sell, you will be invulnerable to all poisons and indestructible... "
Xiaohuan sighed softly at the side, sat here for several hours, grandpa shouted vigorously, but in fact he didn't sell a single sachet. The locals believed it but couldn't afford it (Zhou Yixian set a black-hearted high price), but the outsiders happened to be people on the way of cultivation, all of them were well-informed, and the word "liar" was written all over their eyes. It's also a good thing that righteous heroes are busy with hunting treasures and don't care about this astrologer. Otherwise, if some high-ranking disciple's blood suddenly boils and wants to eliminate harm for the people, I'm afraid he won't be able to eat and walk away.
Seeing that Zhou Yixian was still yelling energetically, Xiaohuan got a little impatient, stood up, and was about to call out to grandpa, when suddenly there was a blur in front of him, but there was a person standing in front of the wooden table at some time, a young man The man, wearing a light blue shirt, has delicate features, but his complexion looks pale for some reason.
"Miss, I want to see a picture." The young man said calmly with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
Xiaohuan frowned and sized him up. At this time, Zhou Yixian also discovered the situation here, and hurried back, smiling all over his face, and said, "Guest officer, what do you want to see, fortune or marriage? How do you look at it, face reading, palm reading, or reading?"
The young man pondered for a while, and said: "I want to go into this dead swamp too, so please help me see what my luck will be!"
Zhou Yixian laughed and said: "No problem, no problem, come on, guest officer, please sit down. Well, let me tell you first, we are the true biography of the patriarch, and our physiognomy is unparalleled, so it costs ten taels of silver for one visit..."
The young man was startled and said, "So expensive?"
Zhou Yixian smiled but did not answer.
The young man immediately turned his eyes, looked at Xiaohuan again, and said with a smile, "Okay then! Ten taels is ten taels. Let's do it! You can test a word for me first."
Xiaohuan glanced at him, took a blank piece of paper from the side, handed over the thin pen, and said, "Then invite you to write a word first..."
Unexpectedly, the young man took the pen, but said with a smile: "No, I'll just write down my name, but you can test it for me, what's the luck of my name?"
As he spoke, he wrote three words on the white paper and handed it to Xiaohuan.
Xiaohuan was stunned for a moment, took it over, looked at the white paper, and heard the young man smiling slightly, "My name is Qin Wuyan!"