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Lin Hao defeated Murong Sheng, who was known as the strongest among the top 100, and he used the thunder and lightning spirit technique to restrain ghosts.

If this is not careful, it will hurt the soul, and if it is not good, if you don't find a way to repair the damage to the soul, it will affect the entire cultivation path.

Therefore, when encountering Lin Hao's ghost cultivation, he usually admits defeat directly.

There is no doubt that the selection of inner disciples will be won by a living dead, and there is no dispute.

"Senior Brother Lin, this is your reward for the first place in this competition. ”

An outer disciple who was more than a hundred years old and at the peak of the ghost spirit respectfully presented a storage ring.

In the ghost cultivation world, it is not determined by the age of the soul, here, if you have strength, you are the master.

Lin Hao, as a disciple of the Elder Shan Yuandi of the Rune Stone Master, was a step above the core disciple in this layer alone, not to mention his terrifying thunder and lightning attribute spiritual skills.

This senior brother is understandable.

"Hmm. ”

Lin Hao nodded lightly, put down the storage ring, and when the outer disciple retreated, he couldn't wait to see the resources in it.

"I'll go, five hundred medium-grade spirit stones, fifty high-grade spirit stones, a big deal. ”

This look scared Brother Hao.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being a great sect, with five hundred medium-grade spirit stones and fifty high-grade spirit stones, which is many times more than Lin Hao sold tobacco and alcohol at Chen Jiahui's side before.

Added up, there should be hundreds of thousands of lower-grade spirit stones.

In a developed place like Midtown, Chen Jiahui's Dongcheng border, close to the Death Desert, is simply equivalent to a poor rural area, and there is no comparison between the two sides.

Here, there are basically few people who use the lower grade spirit stones.

"Xiao Hao. ”

At this moment, the door of the private room suddenly opened, and Yamamoto walked into it with his hands in his hand.

"Master. ”

Lin Hao called out respectfully.

"Come with me. ”

Shan Yuan didn't say anything, just waved his hand at Lin Hao.

"What are you doing?" Lin Hao wondered

"See the Sect Master. ”

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The sect master is the old man who looks to be in his eighties.

This old man is not simple, the soul age is terrifying for more than 2,000 years, the old monster of the Qin Shi Huang period, when he single-handedly founded the Purple Sandalwood Sect, the development so far, with a strong natural strength, resolutely rising, the current Purple Sandalwood Sect under his leadership, has become one of the top ten sects in the capital city.

This old guy's strength is the peak of the ghost king, and he is also a kick away from the ghost emperor.

But this kick is not easy to cross.

In the center of the Rosewood Sect, on the highest peak, there was only an extremely retro mansion sitting alone.

The interior of the mansion is luxuriously decorated, with formations arranged everywhere, and the aura is abundant.

Stepping into the door, Lin Hao only felt that the dense aura around him penetrated through the pores and penetrated into his body, and his spirit and spirit suddenly returned to his peak state, and the whole person was extremely comfortable.

"When you see the sect master later, you must be respectful, but you can't look like a hanger. ”

Yamamoto admonished, "After all, the sect master and you are not from the same era, and etiquette is indispensable. ”

"Got it. ”

Lin Hao waved his hand indifferently.

Stepping into a small house, the scene in front of me changed instantly.

The room is not overly furnished, and it is not large, but at the front, it seems to be a transparent mirror, from which you can intuitively look down on the scene under the cliff.

Towering mountain peaks, and even lush trees, sun, clouds, birds and beasts, there is no shortage of them.

In front of the "mirror", there is a black Taishi chair, and on the chair, there is an old man facing the old and pale.

"It's coming. ”

The moment the two entered the room, the old man's indifferent but majestic voice fell on their ears.

"Sect Master. ”

Yamamoto bowed respectfully and bowed slightly.

"Xiaoshan, you go out first, and the old man will talk to this little guy first. ”

The old man did not turn around, but raised his hand behind him.

"Yes. ”

Shan Yuan nodded, made a gesture of arching his hand again, and then put his eyes on Lin Hao, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered, "Remember what the teacher just said." ”

Lin Hao nodded lightly.

When Yamamoto came out of the room, the old man in front of him slowly turned around.

Immediately, in the empty room, a chair and a table quietly appeared, all made of black wood.

The Sect Master's face was covered with dense wrinkles, his long pale hair was tied up, he was dressed in a gorgeous purple ancient cloth robe, and he was still holding a ...... in his hand Holding a bottle of ......

Two pot heads?

This kind of imposing superior drinks two pot heads, and Lin Hao, who is a modern person, naturally feels that the painting style is not quite right.

Generally speaking, shouldn't this kind of person be Moutai Wuliangye, or high-end red wine?

"Sit. ”

The old man put the remaining half of the second pot head in his hand on the table, his eyes flashed with essence, staring at Lin Hao's face, as if he wanted to see through his whole person.

"Oh good. ”

Lin Hao didn't know much about the ancient etiquette, the ones that Shan Yuan instructed before had already gone in and out of the left ear and out of the right ear, where did he remember so much.

Whatever, anyway, my brother doesn't feel inferior.

The old man picked up the bottle again, squinted his eyes, and took a sip gently.

"This wine is really good. ”

The old man smacked his tongue and tasted back, "It's been thousands of years, this is the first time the old man has tasted wine, and I don't know who can make wine in the underworld." ”

"Rumor, isn't this wine from the mortal world?" Lin Hao answered.

"Hahaha. ”

The old man smiled and shook his head, "Having said that, this should just be a gimmick of that merchant, the Three Realms Passage is closed, can anyone still be able to enter and exit the underworld freely?" The old man guessed that they must have mastered the way of making wine in the underworld, so they wrote a few modern fonts and used the name of mortal wine to attract attention. ”

Smart.

Lin Hao said secretly in his heart.

I brought this wine, don't I know it?

At this time, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and the two eyes of God fell on Lin Hao again:

"It's just that the old man doesn't know why there are still living dead people with such a young soul age and not strong strength in the underworld, and now that the Three Realms Passage is completely closed, even the Ten Directions Ghost Emperor can't bring the living dead here from the human world. ”

Although he didn't name anything, the meaning of this sentence was to let Lin Hao explain his identity clearly.

After all, the Purple Sandalwood Sect is a big sect, and there are several sects that are hostile to it, and there are several sects whose forces are not less than the Purple Sandalwood Sect.

Now, he put this move on Lin Hao.

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