"Human blood?" said the young man's face was a little puzzled.

"Forget it, let's not mention this matter for the time being, why did you go back in a hurry when you went to the Central Plains before?" and today, the old man didn't seem to have the heart to ask.

"I remember you went to the Central Plains to find that little guy, what's going on?"

"Master Zun is aware of everything, and the disciple is looking for that person just to find out who is manipulating behind this scene! There have been so many things that have happened during this time, and the forces of all parties are ready to move, and a third-rate sect in the Central Plains has even been wiped out, leaving only a line of writing! The disciple investigated this matter, not to make a profit from it, but to protect his life!" The young man knelt on one knee and replied in a deep voice.

"This is a provocation!" the old man's eyes flashed.

"That's right, and it seems that someone is provoking Xu Changkong, the lord of the Heavenly Immortal Gate Changkong Peak!"

"Xu Changkong, how can you see it?" The old man got up suddenly, and as he got up, there seemed to be a wind blowing in the room, the curtains were trembling, and the screens were shaking, so that the flames in the stove where the tea was cooking were extinguished by the wind!

"The handwriting left by that man was precisely to provoke Xu Changkong, and Xu Changkong had a deep hatred for him!" the young man replied suddenly.

"Oh? This is interesting, Xu Changkong, he has dominated the world all his life! Even the old man does not dare to compete with him easily, there are countless enemies in this world, and a line of handwriting wants to arouse the anger in his heart, it is too much to underestimate him!" the old man waved his sleeves, and his face showed a little reminiscence.

"But what if this person makes Xu Changkong want to get rid of him quickly?" the young man's eyes flickered with a strange light.

"It's getting more and more interesting, Xu Changkong has killed countless people, and there are thousands of people who hate him, but there are not many people he hates, who is it?" the old man was slightly surprised, and said after a while.

"The former elder of the Nine Killing Hall-Sheng Demon!"

"It's this junior, I have the impression that this junior was all over the city at the beginning, and the world was full of soldiers! Xu Changkong even killed it himself, but that junior had already fled, I remember that he escaped from Xu Changkong's palm in front of the Tianxian Gate more than a month ago, although I don't know what means were used, but this son's heart is really good!" Although he had never seen it, the old man guessed a few points about the Sheng Demon.

"Shizun is right, the Sheng Demon is not a profound cultivator, but he is the person who is the best at scheming in the Nine Killing Hall, and even suppressed the sword killing sword of the elder who is most trusted by the master of the Nine Killing Hall! ”

"You know this person so well, you must have investigated it carefully, why did you do this?" the old man seemed to see through everything, his eyes were still as light as water, but they made people palpitate.

"According to the disciple's investigation, whether it is the Sheng Demon or that person, it seems that there is something related to our Demon Sect!" the young man's expression changed slightly, and he said solemnly.

"Is there a connection? In other words, everything these two people do is controlled by the people in the Demon Gate behind their backs?" The old man's face showed a slight discoloration, he didn't know much about what these two people did, but everything seemed to have a purpose, and behind this there was actually a person behind the control of the Demon Gate, so all of this seemed to be developing towards an unpredictable point.

"Sheng Demon and Xiao Lian killed the two of them since they left the immortal fang, and they were never traced again, and after several days of searching, there was no result until yesterday!"

"This time, the Sheng Demon appeared to slaughter the Central Plains Immortal Sect, the reason for all this is because of the Soul Refining Sect!And that person, I don't know the power behind him, but it is difficult to find out with the identity of my subordinate, it must not be simple!" the young man spoke in a low voice, but his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"In your opinion, are these two things in the hands of the same person?" The old man's face was already solemn, if these two things were really as he guessed, I am afraid that his peaceful abode would not be able to be saved!

"Disciple doesn't dare to speculate!" the young man smiled bitterly, and he suddenly realized that it seemed to be a mistake for him to meddle in these two things!

"Speculation? I'm just afraid...... It's come true!" the old man's expression suddenly sank.

A long laugh suddenly shook in his ears, and the young man's face changed greatly, and he looked up in shock, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

"Ruyu! There are friends from afar, and they are very happy!" When the long laughter stopped, the old man's originally straight body fell down, and his red-glowing face was also dull at this moment, wrinkled and full of death!

"Disciple commands!" the young man bowed with a folding fan in his hand, and turned to walk out of the room.

"It's been more than ten years, and I've almost never left this place since that incident! I've been in seclusion for more than ten years, so why should it end today?" The vicissitudes hidden in the dim eyes lingered in this hall.

Outside the Phantom Yang Mansion, the Soul Refining Sect Master frowned slightly, and the eyes on the scarf showed a little dissatisfaction, he came here by no means to waste time! However, until now, there was not the slightest movement in the Phantom Yang Mansion, this strange silence he didn't want to appear, and he wouldn't let him appear!

The cold light flickered in his eyes, and the Soul Refining Sect Master snorted coldly, and he stretched out his hand to smash the door of the Phantom Yang Mansion with one palm, but a strange light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

I only heard the sound of the door latch, the door slowly opened, and a young man with a face like jade looked up at the two with clear eyes, not wanting the two to speak, the young man had bowed slightly, stepped to the side to get out of the way, and said.

"Master, please come into the hall for a while! "This is a very polite young man, at least the subordinates behind the Soul Refining Sect Master have a satisfied look on their faces.

"Let's go. The Soul Refining Sect Master stared sideways for a moment, nodded for a moment.

The young man nodded, without saying a word, and glanced at the Soul Refining Sect Master more, but found that the Soul Refining Sect Master was looking at him with a pair of cold eyes, his heart was cold, and his face did not show anything, but he didn't dare to look back and look more, leading the two of them forward.

The Soul Refining Sect Master looked at the young man with considerable interest.

"This boy is very interesting!"

"Sect Master, what about those little mice outside the door?" the soul refining subordinate suddenly walked forward quickly and asked.

"If you come, you will be safe, these things should be handled by the owner of the Phantom Sun Mansion!"

The three of them crossed the bamboo forest, walked across the pond, and arrived at a side house, when the young man stopped quietly and spoke.

"Master, people have been brought. ”

"Whoever breaks into the Infernal Hell, the soulless soul refines the heavens!" said from the room.

"The Phantom Yang is a thought of an immortal or a demon, and the blood bath in the eight directions is terrifying!" the Soul Refining Sect Master then spoke.

There was silence in the room for an instant, and then, the people in the room and the Soul Refining Sect Master let out a long laugh at the same time, but the soul refining subordinates on one side were drenched in cold sweat, these two sentences were two people, two strong men who were admired and feared by countless people in the Demon Sect!

The speaker in the room obviously knew who was coming, and that sentence came from this, this was the name of the Soul Refining Sect Master a hundred years ago! As a subordinate of the Soul Refining Sect, he naturally understood this sentence!

And the word 'Phantom Sun' felt a little familiar before, but it wasn't until now, until the Soul Refining Sect Master said these words, that he understood who lived in this Illusory Sun Mansion! Ridiculous his words before, if he came alone, he was afraid that there would be no bones left! And this person, in the Soul Refining Sect, only the Soul Refining Sect Master and the Soul Shadow Master could invite him to move.

"Hell Soul, no, Soul Refining Sect Master, I haven't seen you for a long time, come in and sit down. The door of the wing room opened silently, and the old man Huanyang was sitting upright on the main seat in the hall, with a slight smile on his wrinkled face.

"It's been a long time, how many years?" The Soul Refining Sect Master stepped into the room, and there was no expression on the face covered by the face scarf, which must have been very nostalgic.

"The old past is not worth mentioning, those past events are in the past, such as jade, pour tea for the two distinguished guests!" the old man Phantom Yang got up and said.

"Yes, Master!" the young man nodded suddenly, and went about himself.

"Ruyu, a good man, but such a gentle name, Phantom Yang, your old ghost's mind is still as feminine as it was at the beginning!" The Soul Refining Sect Master, who is also a prison soul, shook his head quite incomprehensibly, and there was no emotion in his cold eyes.

"This is his name, what does it have to do with me? Hellsoul, I thought you would change a little over the years, but I don't know that you still like to find faults in people. The old man sneered.

"It's been more than ten years since I said goodbye, and the years are like water, never going back, you and I are old. With a deep sigh, the furrow between the forehead of the wrinkled face of the phantom sun became deeper and deeper.

"Immortal cultivators are against the sky, how can there be a saying of the old and the young? Only by fighting for the sky and taking your life can you live, you and I have cultivated deeply, and more than a hundred years old is just a flash of the fate of the Heavenly Dao, why care!" Compared with the melancholy words of the illusory sun, the prison soul is domineering and awe-inspiring, and the cold air in the pupils is terrifying.

"Don't mention these, come on, come on, this is my apprentice, the tea is exquisite, try it." Phantom Sun waved his hand repeatedly.

The young man Ruyu poured a cup of fragrant tea into the porcelain cup on the coffee table on one side, the faint white vapor was steaming, and the fragrance entered the nose and penetrated the spleen.

"Sure enough, it's good tea!" Picking up a little taste, the prison soul nodded slightly, but looked at the young man.

"Such a superb tea art, Phantom Yang, apart from you, there are probably very few people in the world who can compare with it in the tea ceremony!"

"Soul Refining Sect Master, no, Lord Prison Soul, it's really a false praise boy. The young man bowed his head.

"It's good for young people to be modest, what's your name?"

"The boy is the surname, and the name is like jade!"

"Jun Ruyu, since you are a disciple of Phantom Yang, then I will give you a small gift. The Soul Refining Sect Master's Prison Soul stretched out his palm, and the soul refining subordinates on one side immediately presented a brocade box.

"This is a wish, forged by the heart of a thousand mountains, with the spirit of gold, can crack the gold and break the stone, except for some ancient curiosities, there are only a handful of comparisons, you will accept it. ”

So the boy was disrespectful. Jun Ruyu looked back at Phantom Yang, but saw that Phantom Yang nodded lightly, and he had already agreed, so he immediately took the brocade box and said lightly.

"Alright, go down and do what you have to do. The sun flickered his sleeves.