Three days later, one morning, the sleeping ghost was woken up by a knock on the door, and slowly opened the door, only to see a young man about twenty years old standing in front of the door.

This young man is the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of the Suoping Sect, named - Yan Luo! He is no more than twenty years old, he is eight feet tall, he is dressed in black, he looks very mysterious, and there is always a smile on his immature cheeks, and there is a little scary feeling when you look closely.

To say that this Fan Luo has only been an orphan since childhood, but he was met by chance, and he saw that his roots were extraordinary, and he was accepted as a righteous son.

It's also rare that in the past two years, Wanton has also intentionally made him the next choice of the master, but since then, Wanton Luo has been a little unpredictable, and Wanton also feels that he is a little alienated from himself.

"Excuse me, but what is the matter with Your Excellency?"

Oni Zhong looked Yan Luo up and down and asked.

After asking, he probed the spiritual perception, and the spiritual power on the opposite side had actually broken through to the ninth-level spiritual void stage, and the ghost didn't know how many such geniuses there were on this southern continent, he just knew that the existence of such strength at such an age should be the first time he had seen it.

"You're the ghost?"

Yan Luo's face was expressionless, and he didn't answer the ghost question, but asked rhetorically.

"Contemptible people are not talented, it is the ghost heavy, I don't know where your Excellency is?"

Oni Zhong had a good temper and replied with a smile.

"I'm a disciple of the Suo-Ming Gate, and the master of the sect said that you are the one who will attend the conference with me on behalf of the Suo-Ming Gate this time? ”

After speaking, he turned his head, put his hands behind his back, and waited quietly.

However, the conference will not be held in four days, so I don't know why this Yanluo came to look for him at this time, although the ghost was puzzled, but he didn't ask too much, and then turned around and planned to wash up and clean up, and let him leave first.

After a few moments, Onishige walked out of the house.

"Let's go......"

The ghost's heavy voice remembered, and it was only then that the unmoving Yanluo who stood in place came back to his senses.

Yan Luo glanced at him, but walked ahead without looking back.

Dongling Mountain was located in the easternmost position of the Southern Continent, and if they rushed there at such an unhurried speed, it would take almost three full days and three nights, and there was still one day before the day of the conference, which was just the right time.

Oni Zhong has been following this for a long time, but he has never seen the latter stop at all, let alone say a few words to himself, and he is afraid that he will be able to arrive a day earlier at such a speed.

"Brother Yanluo, why didn't the master of such a grand meeting come to the door?"

Onishige was the first to break the deadlock.

"No, I'm just doing what I'm told, just follow me, and there's no need to say anything else. ”

Yan Luo still said solemnly, only caring about moving forward, and he didn't even look at Ghost Chong, and Ghost Chong could only sigh silently in his heart and follow him.

......

Because the two of them were in a hurry day and night, Oni Chong quickly felt the area of the East Spirit Mountain.

Yan Luo finally stopped, looked at the front right, and looked for a place made of ancient stones, called Dongling Station!

Beyond the gate of the inn is a straight path paved with gray and white rocks, which looks a little old, and has been caressed by the ups and downs of the years and the footsteps of countless pedestrians.

The area where the Dongling Post Station is located is called Dongling Town, and today's Dongling Town road is successively accompanied by pedestrians from all walks of life, who carry all kinds of bags of different sizes and walk in the sunset, no matter how they look like the original inhabitants of the town, as if they are responding to something.

And now it is the late autumn season, the lawns on both sides of the road under the feet of the ghost are already yellow, the wind rolls up the debris of the dead grass, blowing in the air, the sun shines on it, floating like golden dust, the whole Dongling Town looks like it has been painted with gold powder, full of a warm and noble smell.

But Yan Luo didn't care about such a scenery, and went straight to the ancient post station, and when the ghost saw it again, he had to follow it......

The two walked into the lobby of the post station, but the space inside is very large, the post station is divided into three floors, and the first floor is also a place for guests to eat, there are more than 20 stone tables in the lobby, and there are already a lot of guests sitting scattered around, during which there are one or two hired people serving tea and water shuttling back and forth.

Ghost Zhong took a closer look, and these people should be some cultivators dressed up, their appearance is not good, and their spiritual power is exposed.

Yan Luo looked around and found a seat by the window and sat down, but before he could sit down, he heard a voice coming: "Isn't this Brother Yan Luo?"

Ghost Chongwen looked over, and saw two teenagers of the same age as Yanluo walking over, and the two teenagers were dressed in the same style of long white robes, like twin brothers.

Yan Luo raised his eyebrows, poured a cup of tea casually, then put down the teapot, raised his deep eyes, looked at the two who came with a smile, and said softly: "I don't like to be disturbed very much." ”

I saw that one of them was silently chanting something in his mouth, and the water cup that Yan Luo had just brought to his mouth shattered with a "bang".

The splashes of water spilled out, but before they reached the table, they were like being controlled by a force, turning into two ice picks wrapped in spiritual power.

The hired man who shuttled around was dumbfounded, perhaps afraid of some trouble, and retreated with fear.

Yan Luo lowered his head and smiled, then pushed out his right palm, and the two ice picks went towards the two teenagers in front of them in unison, and the two of them stretched out one hand and used their spiritual power to resist this.

"Do you like to hide mysteries so much, let's keep your spiritual power to participate in the conference. ”

Yan Luo picked up a cup of water again, poured a cup of tea and savored it, and the two of them saw this, as if they had received a trace of grievance, and retreated, but their eyes were full of unconvinced.

Seeing this, the ghost also sat opposite Yanluo, poured a cup of tea and tasted it carefully, but his heart was not shocked, it seems that everyone in this hall is not a good stubble.

The lobby of the post station soon fell silent, and everyone stopped talking, but lowered their heads and remained silent, as if they all had their own thoughts.

And Yan Luo also turned his head and looked at the sky outside the window that was gradually darkening.

"Hehe, there are quite a few people now. ”

A childish voice sounded, and everyone looked and saw a very cute girl standing on the stairs on the second floor. She looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in a pink shirt, with a pair of very large eyes, blazing, and from time to time revealing an aura, which was so cute.

"It's so quiet, I still like to be lively. ”

The girl's voice suddenly became ghostly, and it didn't match her age and appearance.

Everyone was curious, but they felt that there was suddenly a little more smell of blood in the air, and this smell was everywhere, and the hall of this post station seemed to have become a swamp of death.

The little girl walked slowly down the stairs, walked past the door and stopped beside one of the young men, and looked at him, and a faint voice came from her mouth: "Why don't I have some fun with you first!"

As soon as the words fell, the young man's head fell unconsciously, and the incident happened suddenly, but the young man's body was sitting straight in place, and the big blood on his neck kept spraying blood.

When many people saw this scene, the water cup in their hands fell to the ground with a "clang", and the already frightened hired person screamed silently, and for a while, the originally quiet post station was in a commotion.

"Haha, that's fun!"

The girl who saw this scene applauded happily, it looked like the naughty appearance that should be at this age, but the price of this naughtiness was too great.

"You...... Who the hell are you?"

The other teenager at the door was very frightened when he saw this, and asked with a wince.

"Hmph, I don't even know each other, it's not fun. ”

The girl seemed a little unhappy.

"She is the famous butterfly girl - Lulu, the genius illusionist of the Phantom Gate, the most glorious moment in history is that one person bravely fights the three Mahayana powerhouses and can successfully escape, and even kills one of the other party, this strength really has to be admired. ”

A voice sounded not far away, and the ghost was also looking for prestige, and there was a young man standing on the stairs on the second floor who was dressed similarly to this door, but compared to the first two, it made people feel that they were even more powerful, or it could be said that they were not at the same level at all.

"Senior brother, help me. ”

The frightened boy begged as if he saw his own life-saving straw.

And this life-saving straw is the first person in the younger generation of the organ gate - Ji Chuan.

Ji Chuan is very talented, he has been worshipping under the door of the machine since he was a child, and now he is only twenty years old, but he has learned as much as seventy or eighty percent of all the spells of the machine gate.

The disciples of the organ gate are also called Yanshi in this southern continent, and Yanshi is also divided into primary, intermediate, and high-level, the higher the level, the stronger this strength will be, and the more noble the identity will be.

To say that this Ji Chuan had already reached the level of an intermediate Yanshi when he was twelve or thirteen years old, there were even some rumors in the outside world that he had been promoted to a high-level Yanshi a few months ago, which was also the first person in the history of the Organ Gate.

How can such a glorious achievement not be the envy of others!

Ji Chuan walked down the stairs and smiled slightly, the stone table in front of the frightened young man moved, and the next breath turned into a huge stone figure figure, waving a huge stone arm towards the butterfly girl Lulu.

But just when everyone was surprised, the huge stone arm penetrated Lulu's body, but what was unexpected was that Lulu's body was like an illusion, and after a period of blurring, it was before recovery.

"Illusion?"

Seeing this scene, the ghost whispered softly, and although the voice was low, it was still heard by Lulu.

"There's a guy who knows the goods!"

Lulu turned around slowly, smiling wickedly at the ghost, but that smile had a terrifying meaning.

Perhaps in Lulu's opinion, none of the people present could surpass her by illusion, and even when she activated it was silent, and in her control, all the scenes this time should be up to her.

"If you can see through my illusion, are you also an illusionist? ”

Lulu licked her lips, her appearance slightly coquettish, but revealing an undeserved killing intent.

"It's really nameless rat in the next place, it's just that I'm just participating in this conference on behalf of the Soul Gate, I'm not an illusionist, but your illusion may be a little bit less meaningful if you want to trap me. ”

The ghost smiled slightly, then closed his eyes slightly, and opened them after a few breaths, and the previous scene seemed to be washed again.

Everyone came back to their senses, and the two teenagers who had opened the door were still sitting on both sides of the stone table unharmed......