Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 744 Palace Master

Don't beg your body to turn into a ray of dark wind, wandering among the many courtyards and palaces of King Lu's Mansion, and soon came to the vicinity of the singing and dancing garden.

Compared with the yang world, the underworld is lifeless.

Gorgeous clothes and colorful flowers hardly exist here.

now.

In the garden, many dancers are dressed in colorful clothes, twisting their beautiful bodies, singing beautiful music, and jumping back and forth among the flowers.

Like an elf, like a fairy, beautiful.

All the ghosts sat down, leaned, or lay on their backs on the soft, bluestone, or bed, all of them were drunk and applauded loudly.

Yulu, where Emperor Ku lived, was several feet long and six meters wide, enough for dozens of people to roll on it.

The unknown animal skin is as smooth as water, spread on it, and on the left and right sides, there are several charming maidservants holding huge fans to shelter from the wind and rain.

Open your mouth, and there will be Qiong Niang and precious fruits in your belly.

With a wave of sleeves, incense and elixir will be presented.

With his body leaning on the soft cushion, his eyes blurred and his face glowing red, he smiled obsessively at the beautiful scenery in the field, indulging himself in front of his eyes.

Even when Mo Qiu appeared beside him, he never noticed it.

"My lord?"

Seeing this scene, Mo Qiu couldn't help but frown:

"How is this going?"

In his impression, Di Ku has always been a ghost with great ambitions in his chest and a deep city, who has the ability to not be surprised by the situation and not to be chaotic in the face of danger.

His appearance and demeanor have always been extremely restrained.

It has never been so wanton and decadent today.

"Well……"

Di Ku smelled of alcohol all over his body, his eyes were blurred, he stared blankly at Mo Qiu for a moment, and then laughed stupidly:

"So it's Daoist Mo, well... well... I haven't seen you for a long time!"

He stood up with difficulty, hiccupped, waved his sleeves and said:

"Take your seat quickly."

"I have good wine, gorgeous ghosts, fairy music, and wonderful dances here. I have everything that one expects to find. Even in the mortal world, I'm afraid it's rare to see it."

"snort!"

Mo Qiu hummed softly, and said slowly:

"Unfortunately, before Momou came, Taizhen asked you specifically, if she saw you like this, what would she think?"

"Too true..."

Di Ku was taken aback for a moment, the drunkenness in his eyes slowly dissipated, and a sense of melancholy emerged.

He snorted softly and looked up decadently:

"Unexpectedly, Taizhen would still ask me."

"Yes." Mo Qiu said coldly with his hands behind his back:

"Originally, I thought that if I didn't see her for a few years after taking her back, I would stop thinking about it, but now it seems that it is not the case."

"It's a great honor." Di Ku straightened up, subdued his sense of decadence, and looked at him again:

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but Taoist Mo seems to have changed again. It's really..."

"I am ashamed of myself."

He shook his head slightly, a look of surprise in his eyes.

The progress of the person in front of him is simply unimaginable. It seems that it has not been many years since the golden core, and he did not inherit the clothes of his predecessors like himself.

Mo Qiu didn't say a word.

In the past three years, he has indeed gained a lot.

Taiyizong's six palaces and two peaks, each lineage has top inheritances and secret techniques, and there are many masters. He will naturally benefit a lot after some contact.

Although the cultivation base has not broken through, the strength has increased a lot.

heritage.

Even more firmly.

Of course, there is only one such opportunity.

It is also thanks to the accumulation of tens of thousands of years of Taiyizong that it is possible to do this. Otherwise, don't rely on yourself alone, and you don't know the year of the monkey.

He said calmly:

"what happened?"

"Hmm..." Di Ku pondered, and said:

"The palace master Wang of the ancestral temple is here. His cultivation is so unpredictable that he can resist King Zhao. This king can rest assured that all matters in the king's territory will be handled by the palace master, so he can enjoy himself alone."

He spoke chicly, but there was loneliness in his eyes, even unwillingness.

If he hadn't been helpless, how could he have handed over the power in his hands, but let other ghosts have the final say on his own territory?

"Palace Master Wang?" Mo Qiu pondered, and when he was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed, and he turned his head to look into the distance.

There, a terrifying aura rose slowly, approaching.

The strength of this aura gave him the feeling that it was no less than that of the dragon clan of the eleventh rank in Zanlongtian, and it was even more mysterious.

but……

Shouldn't this aura that is compatible with the heaven and earth should appear on Di Ku's body?

After all, King Lu's mansion is thousands of miles away, and it has long been King Lu's private domain. Other ghosts should not be able to control this world.

"Ha ha……"

Before the ghost arrives, the sound arrives first.

A piece of golden light shone in all directions, and then a ghost wrapped in golden light appeared in midair, stepping on the void and approaching:

"I said, why are there so many ghosts and crows screaming in my ears today? It turns out that Taoist Mo of the Quanzhen Dao has come. I'm so happy and congratulated!"

"Hallmaster Wang?"

Moqiu's eyes flickered, and he bowed to salute:

"I've heard the name of the master of the ancestral temple for a long time, so I'm very lucky to meet you today."

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Wang Huang lowered his body and examined with eyes:

"Wang has often heard the name of Mo Daozhu in recent years. It is better to meet him than to be famous. Mo Daozhu really deserves his reputation."

"Yangshi Yuanying..."

"Rare!"

"It's really rare!"

His eyes flickered with joy, as if there was another kind of...

greedy!

Don't squint your eyes, subconsciously there is a warning sign in your heart.

For the ghosts of the underworld, the yang energy of the living people in the yang world is a great tonic, and the Nascent Soul is comparable to the ultimate treasure of the underworld.

certainly.

It is almost impossible to capture a Daoist Nascent Soul alive.

Wang Huang put his hands behind his back and said: "I heard that Taoist Lord Mo and the prince are good friends? The prince can have today, thanks to the help of Taoist Lord."

"Don't dare." Mo Qiu's face remained unchanged:

"After decades of friendship, it's okay to say that it's a good friend, but the prince can have today, relying on himself, Mo Mou just happened to meet him at the right time."

"Haha..." Wang Huanglang laughed:

"Mo Daoist is too modest. Anyone with a discerning eye will know who did Cheng Tianhou's death."

"but!"

His voice sank, and his face suddenly turned cold:

"Since ancient times, human beings and ghosts have had different paths, and yin and yang have been separated. Wang really can't imagine that you dare to come here. Is it true that I dare not go to the Xuanyou Cave of the Qing Dynasty?"

Mo Qiu's heart skipped a beat, and his face became cold and serious:

"What does Palace Master Wang mean by this?"

"The lord once promised Mo that he would never invade the Xuanyou Cave of the Shangqing in this life. King Lu's realm and Quanzhen Dao are a state where brothers and friends will never invade."

"Wait, break your promise!"

The light in his eyes danced, and a murderous intent quietly emerged, and the ten-direction killing world of the fifth level began to affect the surroundings silently.

With three years of accumulation, he is now able to control this supernatural power to a certain extent.

Wang Huang was also slightly surprised by the murderous intent revealed on Mo Qiu's body. The icy killing intent made his ghost body slightly chill.

Obviously there is so much difference in cultivation...

He deserved to be the person who once beheaded the eleventh-rank dragon clan, killed Princess Yun under the noses of many ghost kings, and forced Di Ku to give in.

"Go back on your promise, of course you won't."

Wang Huang's thoughts turned, but his face didn't change. Mo Qiushi is not weak, but his cultivation base in the later period of Ghost King also has a strong confidence.

Immediately speak slowly:

"However, Daoist Mo seems to have promised the prince that he would assist King Lu to resist King Zhao's invasion. I wonder if Daoist Mo has done so?"

"In the past few years, we have not even seen the figure of the Taoist master."

"..." Mo Qiu's eyes twitched, and his voice slowed down:

"What the Palace Master said is that Moqiu has retreated for some reason in the past few years, and he is indeed a little slack. But this time, if you need something, please feel free to speak."

"good!"

Wang Huang's voice mentioned:

"It's so-called that you must first settle down if you fight against the outside world. Recently, there are many ghosts in King Lu's realm who have two hearts and dare to resist the king's order. Why don't Taoists Mo take action and punish them?"

Don't ask to turn your head and look at Di Ku.

Di Ku's face was indifferent, and he didn't say a word, as if he didn't even know why the so-called Wang Ling was.

"this……"

Mo Qiu hesitated for a moment, and saw Wang Huang's complexion darken, nodded immediately and said:

"Also."

"Then there will be Taoist Lao Mo." Wang Huang's complexion changed quickly, which can be described as a unique skill, and he waved his hand:

"Yan Ping."

"The subordinates are here!"

A ghost image gathered and formed not far away.

"You help Taoist Mo deal with this matter."

"yes."

Ghosting should be.

Mo Qiu tilted his head, and his heart moved again.

Intermediate ghost king!

The ancestral temple is indeed a hidden dragon and crouching tiger.

…………

Watching Mo Qiu leave, the smile on Wang Huang's face subsided quietly, and a look of coldness floated on his cheeks.

"Yangshi Yuanying..."

He stretched out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth:

"There is plenty of yang, and the inspiration is obvious. Such rumors really make Wang want to slander."

"Shangqing Mysterious Cave Heaven..."

He looked back, looked at Di Ku who had no expression on his face, and asked slowly:

"My lord, you don't really intend to give up the chance to devour the world, do you?"

"Although the yang world is good, we will be in the underworld after all." Di Ku's eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a low voice:

"The king's realm has suffered many catastrophes, and now there are even more powerful enemies coming. We really can't do anything to divide our troops into the Qing Xuan You Dong Tian."

"makes sense."

Wang Huang nodded:

"However, to solve the King Zhao's situation, it should not be missed."

"Hallmaster."

While speaking, a ghost appeared in front of him:

"I found the place of the saint."

"oh!"

Hearing this, Wang Huang was shocked:

"where?"