Dragon and Tiger Taoist

In the backing city, there is a cave beneath a seemingly ordinary courtyard.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuang, please come with me."

Invisible fluctuations occurred, and Nie Renxiong led Zhuang Yuan into a small world. At this moment, the two of them had become quite familiar with each other.

"The transformed secret realm?"

With a panoramic view of this small world, Zhuang Yuan thought thoughtfully. This small world is full of inspiration and has many exotic flowers and plants. It is really good. The most important thing is that there is also a large formation operating to isolate internal and external reactions.

It was at this time that a green-haired turtle that was sleeping on Zhuang Yuan's shoulder quietly opened its eyes.

Lowering his eyes and looking deep into the ground, a sharp look flashed in the green-haired turtle's mung bean eyes.

Feeling something in his heart, Zhuang Yuan also noticed something. For a moment, there was hazy starlight rippling around him, exuding a dangerous aura. He could follow Nie Renxiong, a person he had just met, here. First, Nie Renxiong expressed an obvious Good intentions, secondly, he hopes to learn more about the real situation in this land through Nie Renxiong, and thirdly, he has enough confidence in his own strength, but now it seems that he still underestimates Nie Renxiong.

There is a demon king sleeping under this secret realm, or in other words, this secret realm is carried on the back of this demon king.

Realizing the power bursting out of Zhuang Yuan's body, Nie Renxiong was suddenly shocked. He didn't expect Zhuang Yuan to be so sharp. As soon as he came in, he found the sleeping turtle. You must know that after so many years, the Hundred Ghost Gate He had never found that there was a demon king under their noses, and this was the biggest reason for him to dare to contact Zhuang Yuan.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuang, no, Senior Zhuang, I have no ill intentions. The Mountain-bearing Turtle Demon King in this secret realm is the elder of my family."

After confirming that Zhuang Yuannai was a Taoist monk, Nie Renxiong quickly gave an explanation.

After hearing this and looking at the sleeping turtle, Zhuang Yuan slowly restrained his aura. He could feel that the turtle was in a strange state and would not wake up easily.

"Brother Nie, you should call me Taoist Friend Zhuang. With this Demon King here, I'm afraid you will be able to step into the Taoist realm very soon, and I am just one step ahead."

Although the vigilance in his heart has not yet been put down, Zhuang Yuan's expression has returned to calmness. What he said is not a lie. He didn't realize it before, but now he can clearly feel that the sleeping negative mountain turtles are constantly gathering. Although the earth energy is not as good as that of Montenegro Jun, it is still good.

Most of this earth energy has been absorbed by the demon turtle itself, while a small amount continues to nourish this secret realm. This makes the cultivation environment of this secret realm much better than the outside world. Sitting on such a treasured place, Nie Renxiong can naturally practice twice the result with half the effort.

After hearing this, he felt Zhuang Yuan's sincerity, and Nie Renxiong, who had a cheerful personality, did not shirk anything.

"Fellow Taoist Zhuang Yuan, please come with me."

While talking, Nie Renxiong walked across the small bridge and flowing water into a small courtyard.

"I don't like tea, and I only have a glass of wine. Please don't dislike it, fellow Taoist Zhuang Yuan."

The sky-blue wine slid down and collided with the wine glass. The sound of the clear spring echoed, washing people's spirits. Nie Renxiong handed a glass of wine to Zhuang Yuan.

Looking at the glass of wine, Zhuang Yuan's expression moved slightly. Although he didn't understand wine and was not good at wine, he could still feel the quality of this glass of wine. If judged by the grade of spiritual objects, its grade should have reached At the sixth level.

The wine entered his throat, like a clear spring flowing, relaxed and casual. Zhuang Yuan felt an unprecedented relaxation. This wine can wash away distracting thoughts and help practice.

"Good wine."

After tasting it carefully, with clear eyes, Zhuang Yuan gave a sincere evaluation.

Hearing this, he laughed and was very happy. Nie Renxiong poured another drink for Zhuang Yuan.

"This wine is called Taishan Niang, and it is brewed from the nine spiritual springs of Mount Tai. Unfortunately, since the Hundred Ghost Sect came out of the sky forty years ago and occupied this Mount Tai, it has become more and more difficult to obtain this spiritual spring. .”

His words were full of sighs, and Nie Renxiong himself raised his wine glass and took a small sip.

After hearing this, Zhuang Yuan turned his attention to Nie Renxiong without raising his glass.

"Brother Nie, I want to know the origin of this Hundred Ghost Sect."

With low words, Zhuang Yuan asked the doubts in his heart.

Hearing this, he met Zhuang Yuan's gaze and put down the wine glass in his hand. Nie Renxiong's big, stubble-covered face also became solemn.

"Fellow Taoist Zhuang Yuan, I'm afraid you are not from Taizhou, or even Southeast Road, are you?"

Without answering directly, Nie Renxiong asked.

Hearing this, Zhuang Yuan nodded. He was indeed not from Southeast Road.

After receiving a positive answer and without asking any more questions, Nie Renxiong drank all the wine in his glass and continued talking.

"In this case, it's not surprising that fellow Taoists don't know. The Hundred Ghost Sect is said to be an evil sect that existed in ancient times and is famous for controlling ghosts."

"It was originally in decline, but about forty years ago it suddenly emerged, defeated the Taishan Sect in one fell swoop, and became the new master of Taizhou. Its power vaguely radiated to the southeastern nine states. There were six ghost kings in its gate, known as the Six Ghosts of Mount Tai. It’s not overbearing.”

Hearing this, Zhuang Yuan frowned slightly.

"Taishan Sect? I remember, shouldn't Taishan be the ancestral court of Tianxing Sect?"

As the Tianxing Sect was involved, Zhuang Yuan couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, Nie Renxiong was quite surprised.

"Tianxing Sect? I have never heard of this name. I only know of one Tianxing Sect, but it is just a small sect, and their old sect leader is just a low-level Yin God."

"This Mount Tai was occupied by the Taishan Sect a long time ago. It has a long inheritance, which lasts for thousands of years. The Taoist ancestors have always been in charge of the sect. It was only because of the sudden rise of the Hundred Ghost Sect that it was destroyed."

After pondering for a while and confirming that he had never heard of the Tianxing Sect, Nie Renxiong told what he knew.

Hearing this, Zhuang Yuan was silent and didn't say anything else for a while. The situation was worse than he expected. The inheritance of Tianxing Sect may have been in trouble for a long time, but the Tianxing Sect also attracted his attention.

Seeing that Zhuang Yuan didn't say anything anymore, Nie Renxiong continued to talk about the situation of Baiguimen, Taizhou and even the southeastern Kyushu.

According to him, not only Taizhou, but also the other states in the southeast are in a bad situation. The trend of ghosts running rampant has taken shape. Under the influence of forces such as Baigui Sect, many monks have begun to cultivate in order to pursue rapid advancement. Ghosts, ghost sects of all sizes appeared, but the orthodox immortal cultivating sects were suppressed.

"Does the Great Victory Emperor not care about it?"

After listening, the doubts in Zhuang Yuan's heart are still unresolved. Although the Great Victory Dynasty exists in name only and the world is divided by various princes, it is undeniable that this is also a powerful force. They are based on humanity and should not be let go. These ghost sects are growing stronger.

Hearing this, Nie Renxiong sneered.

"I don't know about the other states, but the Marquis of Taizhou, Xia Houfang, is a disciple of the Baigui Sect. The Taishan Festival you saw before was founded by him. He used six-year-old children as sacrifices in order to please the Baigui Sect. , a small sacrifice every year, a big sacrifice every ten years, he worships ghosts and gods like ancient gods."

Speaking of Taizhou Hou, Nie Renxiong's face was full of disdain.

Hearing this, Zhuang Yuan let out a sigh. He originally thought that China-Earth would be a holy land for cultivation and a paradise for human beings, but it seems that this is not the case now.

"This is not how the world should be."

Zhuang Yuan's heart was touched and he felt it.

Hearing this, Nie Renxiong also fell silent. This world really shouldn't be like this. Humans shouldn't become food for ghosts, but they are unable to change. Some people have tried before, but they were put on the table by ghosts. Over time, everyone Just accept the status quo, after all, the Hundred Ghost Sect will not kill everyone.

Feeling depressed, Nie Renxiong drank another glass of wine.