In front of the vermilion hall, there were two teenagers.

The one on the left, handsome, with a slender body, carries a blue sword box on his shoulder, and there is a sword hidden in it. The young man's big-sleeved and wide-sleeved robe is like water, and he has a bit of a Taoist fairy style, which is Liu Haiyu.

On the right, on the back is a white skeleton on his back. The boy was thin and fleshless, and his exposed skin glowed with a pale blue glow. The young man's whole body is full of the breath of ghosts, and it is Guigu Zhan.

The two stood together, but they were separated by a few feet, I don't know if it was because their temperaments were not compatible, or because of the big difference in appearance.

In the Zhongyuan Continent, the monks of the first line of the ghost path like to practice with the help of the power of the ghost path, but the monks of the first line of the Taoist sect are good at the art of catching ghosts, and the two have always looked down on each other.

Just 10,000 years ago, ghost monks were completely defined as evil cultivators. Later, due to the continuous rise of the Ghost Sect led by the Heavenly Ghost Sect and its occupation of a place in the northern region of the Zhongyuan Continent, the Ghost Sect coexisted openly with other sect factions.

This time, in order to complete the task of attacking the Chuanyu Palace, Liu Haiyu and Guigu Chan had to cooperate closely.

There are similarities in the personalities of the two, they talk little and seem cold.

Liu Haiyu, as a genius who is highly praised by the Qinglian Dojo, has an arrogance in his bones, and he looks arrogant from the inside out, so he doesn't talk much on weekdays.

Guigu Chan was born in the Guigu family of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, but as soon as he was born, he was recognized as a waste wood with only pseudo-spiritual veins, and he was not treated well by his clansmen and friends. He is used to being alone, and only likes to be with his white bone skeleton clone, so he doesn't talk much.

Liu Haiyu and Guigu Chan glanced at each other.

"This is the Hall of the Legend, let's go inside. The tone of the two was surprisingly consistent, and they were already in unison.

No more words.

At the same time, the two of them picked up the talisman in their hands and pasted it on the vermilion gate of the Chuanlu Palace.

There was a clear sound, and the movements were consistent.

Next, the two of them cast the spell according to the secret language of the spell told by Lan Xingjun, and the surface of the talisman lit up with red, yellow and green brilliance, emitting clusters of three-color runes, and gradually fused with the sealing array on the surface of the gate of the Hall of Legends.

Buzz! Buzz!

On the surface of the sealing array, an electric dragon swam away, and the vermilion gate trembled.

Squeak!

The scarlet gate was opened.

Standing outside the door, he could only see a cloud of chaos, Liu Haiyu and Guigu Chan entered side by side, and the pace was the same.

When the two of them entered the hall, the vermilion gate behind them creaked and closed.

In front of the eyes of the two, there is no other scene.

The hall is not a palace with carved beams and pillars, but a different space that reflects the power of the stars.

In different spaces, mountains, rocks, plants and trees are readily available.

Miraculously, the surface of these rocks and trees has clusters of starlight rolling, as if dressed in jewels.

At the highest point of the space, the stars in the sky were connected in arrays, like a large net enveloping the world below.

In the depths of the space, there seems to be a passage, which is slightly dark, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

......

In the depths of the temple.

In an open place, a figure sat on a cobblestone a foot high. The figure was dressed in black Taoist robes and had a Dao crown painted with lotus petals on his head, and he looked like a male Dao master.

The black-clothed Taoist remained motionless, not knowing whether he was counting the stars in the sky or the stars of the day looking at him.

He was alone, and seemed to merge with the stone beneath him. The starlight sprinkled on his body like water, and it was a little cold.

For a long time, there was no sound.

At this time, behind the black-clothed Daoist, a quiet footstep was approaching him from behind step by step.

Getting closer.

Nearby, a pair of hands hiding in wide white cuffs reached out from behind like snakes.

The pair of hands quickly covered the eyes of the black-clothed Taoist from behind.

"Guess who I am. A gentle voice sounded, it was a man.

For a long time, there was no sound.

"It's me, brother, you can't guess every time. ”

As he spoke, the person who came turned to the front, and it was a white-clothed Taoist with good facial features, a thin face, and somewhat dull skin.

And the black-clothed Taoist was still sitting on the stone in a daze, his eyes were glazed, his pupils were blank, and his skin was dull and gray and lifeless.

In comparison, the appearance of the black-clothed Taoist and the white-clothed Taoist was seven or eight points similar, and they only looked like they were in their twenties.

But the most similar, and the most bizarre, both of them have two short swords inserted in their hearts, and the tips of the swords are directly inserted into the heart.

There was no blood in the wound on the black-clothed Daoist's chest, and the pair of short swords seemed to grow in his heart.

No matter how you look at it, this black-clothed Taoist should be a "dead man".

And at the place where the sword was inserted on the chest of the white-clothed Daoist, as he breathed, there were traces of undried blood overflowing, and the small half of the sword body exposed outside flashed with pure light.

He was a living man.

But a person whose sword tip has not entered the heart and does not die is unheard of.

The white-clothed Daoist knelt down on one knee in front of the black-clothed Daoist, stretched out his hands and wanted to hug him, but because of the half-cut sword body in front of the two of them, they couldn't get too close.

The white-clothed Taoist pursed the corners of his lips, looking a little disappointed. He stretched out a palm and gently stroked the black-clothed Taoist's cheek, and said gently, "Brother, I know in your heart that I am here. Brother, are you a little cold?"

The white-clothed Daoist's eyes showed a look of concern, and he stretched out his hand to tie the black-clothed Daoist's neckline, and smiled, "This will be warmer." ”

The white-clothed Taoist looked at the black-clothed Taoist's eyes, distracted.

For a long time, there was no sound.

The white-clothed Taoist stood up, looked up at the stars of the day, and thought for a moment. Then he muttered: "Brother, let my brother count the stars with you." ”

For a long time, there was no sound.

The dead cannot speak, and the living have nothing to say.

......

Buzz –

The two short swords stuck in the heart of the white-clothed Taoist hummed spontaneously, breaking the silence of the day.

The white-clothed Taoist frowned: "Someone is coming, it's two people." How long has my brother and I been here? There are only stars in this world, and there is no sunrise or sunset, and I can't remember how long it has been, maybe long, maybe very short. ”

The white-clothed Taoist turned his head to look in a certain direction, and coldly spat out a word in his mouth: "Kill!"

Strangely, the black-clothed Taoist sat up from the stone and stood beside the white-clothed Taoist. His face was expressionless, his lips moved slightly, and he spat out vague words: "Kill!"

"With my brother by my side, I have never been afraid of anything. Whoever wants to kill me, I will kill them. The white-clothed Daoist turned his head to look at the black-clothed Daoist beside him, the corners of his mouth curled, and his eyes flashed with a warm brilliance.

The eyes of the black-clothed Daoist suddenly shone, and a powerful ghost Dao aura emanated from his body, and the black Dao robe outside his body kept agitating.

Starlight swayed like a sword, pouring out the murderous aura of the day.

......

Liu Haiyu and Guigu Chan entered the space in the hall of Chuanyu, and searched for the depths with the light of the stars of the day.

"Before coming, the information provided by the Great Elder of the Blue Star Monarch was that there was a powerful evil cultivator in the space of this hall of transmission, but the specific situation of that evil cultivator was not recorded. And we must kill that evil cultivator to find the way to the final champion hall.

But there's so much space, when can we find it? We only have three days to complete the task. Liu Haiyu said.

"Yes. The white bone skeleton man lying on Guigu Zhan's shoulder nodded.

"It would save some time if we were two looking separately. But then, the stakes are much greater. Liu Haiyu said.

"Yes. The white bone skeleton man lying on Guigu Zhan's shoulder nodded.

"You don't seem to talk much. Liu Haiyu smiled slightly.

"Yes. The white bone skeleton man lying on Guigu Zhan's shoulder nodded.

Half a day later, Liu Haiyu and Guigu Chan gradually went deep into the depths of space.

Liu Haiyu waved his hand and withdrew the few blue water talismans floating in front of him.

"Just now I used the Dao Fu Pathfinding Technique, but I didn't gain the slightest. The prohibition in this astral space will suppress the distance of the wayfinding. If that evil cultivator deliberately hid his whereabouts, it would really not be easy to find him. ”

The two of them had to stand still, because the space was too big, and if they walked blindly, they would probably get lost in it.

At this time, the white bone skeleton man lying on Guigu Zhan's back suddenly became excited. It stretched out a bony finger pointing in one direction, and its upper and lower jaws staggered and gurgling.

"We don't need to look for it, that evil cultivator is here. Guigu Chan put down his hands in front of his chest and clenched his fists.

After a while, the ground trembled, as if a behemoth had stepped on the ground.

Directly in front of the two, a dark ghost aura surged over like a tide.

In the midst of the tumbling black ghostly aura, a strange man wearing a lotus petal pattern Dao crown and a black Dao robe walked out.

The black-robed strange man's eyes were dilated, his pupils were blank, his skin was dark gray, and there were two swords inserted in his heart, only the hilt and half of the sword body were exposed, and the tip of the sword should be in the heart.

The black-robed strange man stood still and blocked the way of Liu Haiyu and Guigu Zhan, but he didn't say a word.

And at the moment when the black-robed strange man appeared, the Ruoshui sword in the sword box behind Liu Haiyu seemed to sense something, and let out a buzzing sword sound.

Liu Haiyu had a sword hilt with one hand, and Ruoshui Sword quieted down.

"This?" Liu Haiyu looked at the two short swords inserted in the chest of the black-robed stranger, frowned, and whispered: "The two swords on this stranger's body are from the Qinglian Dojo, and they are actually related to the Ruoshui Sword behind me, otherwise there would be no sword intent resonance." ”

Guigu Chan said: "He is not human. ”

Liu Haiyu asked: "How can you see that this strange person has spiritual power fluctuations in his body." ”

Guigu Chan thought for a moment, and then said, "Or it's more accurate that he is a living dead." This is a kind of ghost forbidden art, called puppet technique. This guy's condition is somewhere between a puppet and a dead person, and his soul is sealed in his body and cannot be reincarnated. Look at the pair of swords stuck in his heart, which is both a seal and a weapon for him. It stands to reason that this guy should have an owner hiding behind his back. Because I am a disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, and I am also practicing the Ghost Dao Forbidden Technique, I know it. ”

The skeleton man lying on Guigu Zhan's back stretched out his thumbs to give his master a thumbs up.

Liu Haiyu nodded, and said, "Guigu Zhan, I didn't expect you to be able to say so much." This time, I believe you. Listen to you say this, the strange man on the other side is just a puppet, and there is someone else behind it. And the person behind it is probably the evil cultivator we are looking for. ”

Guigu Chan said: "That's probably it. Let me go over and kill this black-robed weirdo. When the people behind the scenes make a move, you will intercept it. In case the people behind the scenes sneak up in the shadows. ”

Liu Haiyu said: "Let me come, look at the Dao robe worn by this black-robed strange man and the Dao sword inserted in his chest, he was a disciple of the Qinglian Dojo before, and he was a sword cultivator. ”

Guigu Chan nodded, "It's okay." ”