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The ghost king's mood is very complicated, with joy and anger intertwined in his heart.

After his daughter Baguio came back from the Ten Thousand Bats Ancient Cave in Kongsang Mountain, she knew the difficulties of being a father and understood his years of suffering. This was far more gratifying to him than when she brought the Book of Heaven from the Dripping Blood Cave.

The gap between father and daughter was eliminated and they talked about everything.

Baguio jumped up and down in front of him, showing off a rare side of a daughter, until he understood the fact that his daughter had fallen in love with a young man from Qingyun.

Zhang Xiaofan, as his name suggests, at first glance, there is nothing unusual about this simple and unpretentious boy. Just like those righteous young people who are obsessed with the prejudice of good and evil, they also uphold the idea of ​​hoeing the strong and supporting the weak, and upholding justice in the world.

But this kid was different. He personally transformed into a scribe to test, and he recognized the origin of the fire-burning stick he was holding at first glance. It was made from the soul-devouring stick of the magic weapon and the blood of the ancient black-hearted old man's soul-devouring pearl.

Because his daughter fell in love with this boy at first sight, it was naturally impossible for him to choose to kill him.

But he didn't expect to get the second piece of news that moved him in Baguio.

"Dad, Elder Chen from the sect may be Qingyun's spy. He is Zhang Xiaofan's senior brother. He is a disciple of Dazhu Fengtian Buyi and is also Qingyun's most outstanding disciple."

"Are you telling the truth?" The Ghost King was surprised.

"It's absolutely true. I tested Xiaofan repeatedly in the Blood Cave. His senior brother is indeed called Chen Jun, and he has superb swordsmanship. He protects his senior brother very much and cannot be slandered."

In an instant, thousands of people had an uncontrollable murderous intent on their faces, a crack appeared in the teacup in their hands, and the water in the cup overflowed into the palms of their hands.

"Dad, can you please not kill him?" Baguio's face panicked, and he shook his arm, which had been turned over by thousands of people, and immediately said: "He is Xiaofan's closest senior brother. If he dies, Xiaofan will never know how to kill him for the rest of his life."

Forgive me, he will hate me to death."

"I promised, I won't kill him." Wanwan went back to his amiable expression and said with a smile, "You go down first and I'll have a chat with your Uncle Qinglong."

After Baguio went down, Qinglong appeared from the shadows and sighed, "We searched a lot, but we never thought he would be from the Qingyun Sect."

Ten thousand people looked gloomy and stood up suddenly. The chair under the seat immediately fell apart and said coldly:

"Recalling that more than half a year ago, he met us by chance while trying out swordsmanship on Bijiang Lake. After receiving the invitation, he probably made this bold plan when we first met."

"In view of the embarrassment that there is no young master in the Ghost King Sect to carry the cauldron, he used his peerless swordsmanship and magical power to fight one against three, showing amazing cultivation and potential. He played right into our minds, and then deliberately used the profound Buddhist skills to dissuade us. He is the Qingyun of the Taoist sect."

People’s thinking goes from cultivating both Taoism and Buddhism to practicing swordsmanship.”

"Qingyun is so courageous to give up such a talented disciple. He, Chen Jun, is also very courageous. He actually put himself in danger and pointed at the high position of our sect. Such a young man is full of magical powers, scheming and skills. In time, he will definitely be a

Daoxuan, even Qingye Zhenren."

Qinglong cupped his hands and said: "Sect Master, there is no need to blame yourself. Things like darkness under the lamp are also unpredictable for us. We searched for the scattered cultivators in southern Xinjiang and the many righteous paths in the Central Plains, but we did not expect that he was from Qingyun and dared to enter us with his real name.

Sect."

"But fortunately, he has only been in the sect for a relatively short period of time and has not been exposed to the core secrets. Even though some secrets were leaked, Qingyun has not taken any targeted action against us, so no losses have been caused."

"A mistake is a mistake. No matter how many excuses you make, you can't make it right."

Thousands of people looked at him deeply, "Our secrets have been leaked so much. It's not that the Qingyun Sect doesn't want to take action, but that it wants to take a long-term approach to catch bigger fish. Those who don't plan for the overall situation are not enough to plan for a region, and those who don't plan for everything are not enough to plan for a region."

For a while.”

"Then what should we do?" Qinglong asked.

Thousands of people asked: "Where is he now?"

"I heard that my disciples have received intelligence. After receiving the news from you, the sect leader, he has already set off to come to the East China Sea to help subdue Kui Niu."

Thousands of people looked at them with gleaming eyes, but did not speak for a long time. After a long time, they said: "The righteous side heard that we jointly dispatched, how many people came?"

"The two most powerful leaders of Qingyun Sect, Longshou Peak Cangsong, Dazhufeng Tian Buyi and many elite disciples, many eminent monks of Tianyin Temple and some alliance forces of the righteous path."

"There are so many people coming." Ten Thousand People went to smile coldly: "Back then, the righteous way suppressed my holy sect for hundreds of years. Now my holy sect has been revived and its power is stronger than before. How can we not let them see how powerful we are?"

"What does the sect master mean?" Qinglong asked in surprise.

"The Qingyun Sect wants to use Chen Jun's sword to inflict heavy damage on us. Why can't we use the same trick to plot against them?"

Qinglong's eyes lit up, "The sect master's good strategy can weaken the strength of the righteous way and push us to conquer Kui Niu. If this is successful, it can also reduce the prestige of the leader of the righteous way of Qingyun."

"Just how will this boy Chen Jun deal with it afterwards?"

"Kill..." The words blurted out, and thousands of people thought of their daughter's pleading eyes just now, and sighed: "Destroying Dantian Qi Hai, in short, we can't let him cultivate again."

"Remember, Kui Niu will take the lead on this trip, so Bai Duzi, Old Master Duanmu, Old Vampire Demon and other forces will come as soon as possible."

The hall became quiet for a long time.

But Chen Jun said that after receiving the order from tens of thousands of people, he flew to Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea without haste.

In the past few days, when I was flying with my sword, I would often encounter a lot of monks heading towards the East China Sea. They were either righteous cultivators or demonic cultivators. Of course, there were also many casual cultivators who wanted to watch the fun.

Yi Xian was one of them. After walking for two or three days, he finally arrived at Changhe City, which was three to four hundred miles away from Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea.

After breaking up with Baguio in Dripping Blood Cave, Zhang Xiaofan heard the news that the good and the evil in the world were gathering in the East China Sea, so he also drove the magic weapon to come here, and planned to stay in an inn called "Haiyun Tower" that day.

When I was about to pay the innkeeper at the counter, a somewhat anxious voice suddenly came from behind me, saying: "Ah, this little brother, you are covered with dark clouds, your hall is dark, and your face is lifeless. It's a serious matter."

That’s not good!”

Zhang Xiaofan felt a chill in his heart. He mistakenly thought he was a charlatan. He suddenly turned around and saw an old man standing in front of him. He had white beard and hair, and a handsome face. He looked a bit like a skeletal and a master.

It makes people show some respect, and beside the old man, there is an eight or nine-year-old little girl with two braids that tower into the sky. She is lively and cute. She is holding a bunch of candied haws in her hand and is eating it with relish.

.

Zhang Xiaofan was momentarily overwhelmed by the charisma of that immortal, and pondered: "What kind of bad luck do you think I have?"

Zhou Yixian frowned and looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down, which made Zhang Xiaofan feel very anxious. Then he said: "You are in danger of serious disaster. I can do a fortune teller for you, but little brother, I need a fortune teller."

Do you know how to collect money?"

Zhang Xiaofan touched his pocket: "How much?"

"Ten taels of silver at a time."

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, covered his pocket and shouted: "It's so expensive, I only have four taels of silver in total, so I won't count it."

At this time, the innkeeper suddenly let out an exclamation. Seeing Fairy Queen Zhou's expression of joy, he quickly ran over and said: "Oh! It's you, the old fairy! Why are you here? Alas! This, this, this has been thirty years

Gone! I miss you all the time!"

Zhou Xian smiled silently and had an excellent temperament. He reached out to brush the dust on his clothes, which made the shopkeeper admire him. He immediately called Xiao and arranged tea and meals.

"Shopkeeper, why are you so respectful to this old man?" Zhang Xiaofan asked curiously.

The shopkeeper smiled mysteriously and said: "Thirty years ago, when I met this old gentleman, after some guidance from him, I opened a big inn. Sure enough, the business was prosperous and the wealth was prosperous. He was very kind to me. If my little brother meets me,

There’s no harm in trying to figure things out when they’re difficult.”

Zhang Xiaofan, who was originally doubtful, started to beat up in his heart. Seeing Yi Xian eating the food like he just wanted to take care of himself, he remembered his predicament, so he walked up and bowed respectfully: "Old sir, I have this in my hand."

Four taels of silver, can you help me calculate it?"

"Four Liang?" Zhou Yixian frowned and muttered: "You and I are destined, so four Liang."

He stretched out his hand to take the silver from Zhang Xiaofan's hand, but suddenly a familiar voice behind him made him tremble.

"How dare you, Zhou Bapi, you actually tricked my junior brother."